After Marrying a Ghost Bride

[Complete] [This novel has been extensively revised in its entirety, and differs greatly from the previous version. If you want to read it, starting from the beginning is recommended.] [Support the official release. Make sure you read on Jinjiang Literature City; the author updates exclusively on Jinjiang Literature City.] Blurb: Quan Qingchun has been afraid of ghosts since she was little. One day, her family called her home and told her that her ancestors had arranged a ghost marriage for her when she was young. Once she turned twenty, her betrothed would come to marry her. “It's the age of science now! How can anyone believe in this superstition?” Quan Qingchun said, then fled the village in terror. But that very night, someone knocked on her door. Before she could open it, shadowy figures whose faces she couldn't make out carried a red bridal sedan chair into her dilapidated little house. The sound of suonas and the cries of “The auspicious hour has arrived!” nearly deafened her, yet there wasn't a peep from next door. Quan Qingchun was scared out of her wits. “A-are we getting married?” A pale, graceful hand reached out from beneath the red curtains. “Did you think I traveled all this way just to chat with you?” The beautiful woman in red bridal clothes lifted the curtain and looked around Quan Qingchun's shabby room, frowning in distaste. As if resigned to her fate, she sat down in Quan Qingchun's home. “Never mind.” “I want to wash my feet and get rid of the nasty things I picked up on the way here.” Daring not to resist, Quan Qingchun trembled as she washed the ghost's feet. The female ghost seemed very pleased with her foot-washing skills. As Quan Qingchun dried her feet, the ghost lifted her face to look at her. “Not bad. From now on, serve me a foot bath at this time every day.” Quan Qingchun stood there in a daze, holding the basin of water and staring at the female ghost, who had already gone to sleep. She was both terrified and despairing. They say marriage is a grave, and they weren't wrong. 1. This is a paranormal story with a folk-customs focus, so it probably won't be scary. 2. One-on-one romance. 3. A sweet story. Not sure if it'll be absurdly funny, but I'll do my best. 4. Details like the names in the blurb may change, but the general direction will stay the same. 5. For those who have read it before: this novel has been extensively revised in its entirety and differs greatly from the previous version. If you want to read it, starting from the beginning is recommended!!!! 6. You won't be able to see later revisions of this work on other sites, and you won't be able to see the cute readers' chapter comments and reviews in the comments section either. A full subscription costs less than ten yuan. Support the official release, starting with me. Outgoing and upbeat, but afraid of ghosts, college student X Cold and cunning, extremely fastidious, century-old ghost king Coming next, visible on my author page: "Combat Listening Practice" Cunning, fussy, and fiercely protective when she turns dark, dog-like top x precision-instrument, self-possessed and aloof mentor bottom [Battlefield + reunited after a breakup, satisfying and sweet] Blurb: Song Suxing is cool-headed and self-possessed, with judgment as precise as a machine. She is free of even the slightest unnecessary emotion, a genius who seems born to win. She is an elite soldier, a star player, and the object of everyone's admiration. Fang Yufei has a difficult personality. To Fang Yufei, her teacher Song Suxing is like a star: just standing there, she makes people want to draw near. Using her status as Song Suxing's student, Fang Yufei employed every scheme and trick to tease and provoke her until she finally plucked that lofty star from the sky. Just when Fang Yufei thought things would go on like this forever, Song Suxing dumped her without warning. There was no explanation and no time to prepare. It was the greatest failure of Fang Yufei's life. After the breakup, no one expected Fang Yufei, once the least ambitious of them all, to become the youngest and most celebrated tactical master. Meanwhile, Song Suxing, once hailed as a star player, was blinded while saving someone at the height of her career. Her team tossed her out like a rag. When news of Song Suxing's blindness reached Fang Yufei, she was taking apart the equipment in her hands. She paused at the news, then gave a soft laugh. “She deserves it.” Later, a grueling competition spanning an entire continent began, and Song Suxing returned to the battlefield. Fang Yufei had expected to enjoy the spectacle. Without the power that had once let Song Suxing look down on the world, she would surely be despised and mocked. She wanted to see her proud teacher bow her head, regret what she'd done, and be trampled into the mud. Until one day, she actually came across Song Suxing standing in the shadows. As others taunted her, Song Suxing's lashes trembled slightly, but she said nothing. Fang Yufei watched in silence as Song Suxing's eyelashes cast a faint shadow beneath her eyes. When she came to her senses, she had already knocked down the insolent speaker and crushed every one of their fingers underfoot. “Who gave you the right to call her ‘blind’?” Later, Fang Yufei pinned Song Suxing in a corner. As Song Suxing tried to hold back her voice with dignified restraint, Fang Yufei leaned close to her ear. “Teacher, you really deserve it.” Who told you to be so heartless, leaving without even giving me an explanation? Who told you not to like me, not even to spare me a glance? Who told you to lose both your eyes for someone who wasn't even worth a thing? So you deserve it. You deserve to come back to me. Later, Fang Yufei used tactics to rebuild a throne atop the ruins, and brought Song Suxing back to a position where they could look down on everyone again. She wanted everyone to know: A star is a star. It never falls into the dust. [Support the official release. Make sure you read on Jinjiang Literature City; the author updates exclusively on Jinjiang Literature City.] Theme: Break free from feudal superstition and believe firmly in science