The Ghost King Faked His Death, Then Betrayed the Miaojiang Saint

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[Reckless, flamboyant red-clad ghost king with off-the-charts combat prowess x paranoid, insecure Miaojiang holy son who longs to defile the divine]

The first time Jiang Yin stepped out of the Guixu Realm, she shattered the Netherworld's mountains and rivers. After that, she challenged all Ten Kings of Hell one after another and became the ruler of all ghosts.

The Immortal Lord hated her for her extraordinary talent and for how effortlessly she had gained the destiny to ascend. For the next thousand years, he thought of her day and night, lured her back into the Guixu Realm by using himself as bait, and ultimately died there.

She shouldered the responsibility of saving the Netherworld alone, yet no one was grateful.

After Jiang Yin died, she saw the Ten Kings of Hell gathered outside the Purple Bamboo Grove, repenting for the fate they had been burdened with. The only one missing was the young man lurking in the shadows, covered in blood, his eyes bloodshot.

Time passed, and Jiang Zhi awoke in a mortal's body. She had been given the identity of Miaojiang's Left Envoy, a life spent in the shadows, with her greatest duty being to protect Miaojiang's holy son until she was killed by a hail of arrows.

She put away her pity and abandoned the duty that was supposed to kill her, setting off down the mortal path with carefree abandon.

When everything is suffering, let the people of the three thousand worlds save themselves.

Pei Jinghuai, Miaojiang's holy son, looks compassionate when he raises his eyes and disdainful when he lowers them. Skilled at manipulating people's hearts, he appears gentle and harmless, but every move is deadly. The only remnant of his empathy is reserved for his elder sister.

To him, every wrong turn leads him back to her. His elder sister should be bright and full of life, and should have a dazzling life, untouched by darkness or death.

One day, his elder sister tells him, "After ten thousand years, my spiritual power keeps growing, but I'm still missing a handsome man."

A handsome man? The boy doesn't quite understand. Deep down, a possessive voice tells him that his elder sister can only belong to him, and that her eyes should see no one but him.

If his elder sister likes a refined gentleman, then changing his face would hardly be out of the question.

A little preview of my upcoming neighboring story, "A Marriage in the Capital"

1

Jiang Luo is known throughout the entertainment industry as "the human air conditioner."

A year after his debut, he's had zero dating rumors and treats everyone with the same cool, distant, abstinent demeanor.

Until the day of the wrap party, when he's photographed with red-rimmed eyes, holding on to a masked woman, his voice hoarse, like a stray dog begging to be taken in.

"Honey, you haven't come to see me in three months."

#JiangLuoIsAHopelessRomantic trends nationwide.

His antis mock him: "Publicity stunt! How could a top-tier star get married so young?"

That night, the mysterious author Eri, who had never appeared in public, posts her first ever Weibo update.

A photo of a marriage certificate.

Caption: "@Jiang Luo, mine."

The internet explodes.

2

Eri is the most mysterious top-tier author in the book world. Every book tops the charts, yet no one has ever seen her face.

After three days and nights of digging, her fans uncover an even more explosive secret.

Jiang Luo's pinned WeChat contact is saved as "Her."

His cover photo is a blurry old picture.

And a post visible only to him reads: "The shadow follows the light, and he follows A Fu."

#JiangLuoHasTerminalWifeBrain trends again.

Everyone is shipping them like crazy, convinced this is a sweet romance about a top star's secret crush finally coming true.

3

Until someone digs up the fact that another man has always been by Bai Fu's side.

Cheng Zheng, eldest son of a family renowned in psychological medicine, is gentle, refined, and composed.

He's the cousin of Bai Fu's best friend, and the psychiatrist who stayed by her side through her "blank period."

A year ago, when Bai Fu was at her worst, she locked herself in her room, refusing to eat, drink, speak, or smile. Cheng Zheng showed up at the same time every day and sat with her as they worked on puzzles, without saying a word.

He never crossed a line, and his smile was always restrained.

Bai Fu once said in an interview, "Cheng Zheng is my benefactor. He's the gentlest person I've ever met."

Fans start shipping #ChengBai.

And Jiang Luo?

The day after he and Bai Fu got their marriage certificate, he flew abroad to study acting.

He wasn't running away. He had planned it all along. He wanted to stand at the very top, where she would see him whenever she looked up.

But what he didn't know was that Bai Fu fell ill the night he left.

A trauma response. Her brain had triggered its own protective mechanism.

She remembered every detail of that day.

She remembered the killer laughing and saying, "I'll destroy every bit of happiness you have, piece by piece."

The words echoed in her mind every night.

The only thing she forgot was how, on the day they got their marriage certificate, Jiang Luo had secretly held her trembling hand as she gripped the pen.

4

At Peking University, after a lecture.

The campus boards are full of posts shipping Bai Fu and Cheng Zheng.

When Bai Fu gets home, the lights are off.

In the darkness, a hand catches her around the waist and pins her against the wall by the entrance.

"Jiang Luo?" She freezes.

Jiang Luo doesn't answer. His lips meet hers, tasting of cigarettes and cold air. He kisses her roughly and urgently, as though trying to confirm something.

"I went to pick you up after your lecture at Peking University..."

He lowers his head and rests his forehead against Bai Fu's shoulder, his voice carrying the hurt of someone who's been abandoned.

Bai Fu pushes at him, but he won't budge.

"I've been watching you the whole time."

Bai Fu's heart skips a beat.

"I want to," he says, his voice hoarse. "I want it so badly."

Jiang Luo lifts his head and catches her dazed eyes in the dim light.

The phone rings. It's Cheng Zheng.

Jiang Luo picks up the phone but doesn't answer, and doesn't rush to hang up either.

"Right here. Is that okay?"

[Reading Guide]

· One-on-one, both leads have only been with each other. A little angst at first; the ending is unknown. No tasteless plot twists.

· Marry first, fall in love later | Secret crush comes true | Mutual healing | Top-tier star x rival psychiatrist

The clouds in the sky, the rivers on the earth. Clouds may drift away, but the river never stops flowing. Our love is like fireworks, brilliant as the sun.

After a life of hardship and uncertainty, an exclusive love at last.

Theme: Destruction itself can also be a form of salvation.