After Being Forced to Marry the Ghost King

[Thank you for your hard work, please give me a final rating^_^] [It's very important to Qianqian^_^] [Double cleansing, 1V1, don't dismantle or reverse] As his name suggests, Yun Jibai is the dream lover of young girls and boys in the city, and he is also the most favored youngest son of the Yun family. As long as the young master frowns, the whole family will be turned upside down. The delicate young master accidentally fell into the river while playing by the river. The whole house was in chaos, Mrs. Yun fainted from crying, and Master Yun anxiously paced by the river, instructing his servants to fish people out quickly. After searching for a whole day and a night with no results, everyone thought that Young Master Yun was likely to die in the underworld. When they were planning to prepare for the funeral, Young Master Yun appeared in the water with disheveled hair and looked at everyone without saying a word. Everyone thought it was strange, but Mr. Yun ran towards his child with the joy of regaining his lost child. As a result, he heard the heartbreaking news: "The king has taken a liking to him and wants him to be my ghost queen." The person speaking was the Ghost King, the ghost in charge of life and death. Even if they were brave enough, they would not dare to go against the Ghost King. For the peace of Yunjia Village. Yun Jibai had no choice but to marry the ghost king. Yun Jibai pinched his clothes uneasily, waiting for the Ghost King's favor. His pale and slender fingers untied a buckle. Yun Jibai's breathing was stagnant and his heartbeat slowed down. He held the ghost king's cold wrist blankly and begged softly: "Please let me go, sir..." Cang Wu said: "Your life is mine, and so is your life. You are not allowed to leave the ghost world without my permission." Cang Wu trapped Yun Jibai next to him, used ghost magic to interfere with his life, and did not allow Yun Jibai to leave his side for even half a step. He was paranoid and crazy. Yun Jibai scolded, beat, and ran away. After struggling several times to no avail, he slowly gave up resistance and said, "Sir, how can you be willing to let me go..." Cang Wu lowered his head and kissed the top of his hair. His voice was as soft as a sigh: "If I let you go, who will let me go?" Intention: Waiting for a thousand years just to meet again.