The System Forces Me to Marry a Wife in Each World

In the first world, I was a cowherd. I picked up a fairy practicing ruthlessness by the stream. She looked at me like she was looking at dung. I carried her over mountains, climbed cliffs to pick herbs, and gave her the only bed. Three years later she stood by the stove and said, "Get married." After praying to heaven and earth, her senior brother who came to kill her stabbed me through with his sword. Before I died, I touched her face and said, "You are very beautiful now." When I opened my eyes again, I returned to reality. The system pops up a prompt: [The Cowherd copy is completed, the next copy is loading...] Before I could take a breath, my vision went dark again. When I opened my eyes again, I became a beggar. Standing in front of me was a devil's saint dressed in gold and silver. She pointed a whip at my nose and said, "I need a bed warmer, and it's you." System prompt: [New mission: Get married with the devil's saint. Note - she is moody and good at torture. The grass on the grave of her last bed-warmer was already three feet high. Chen Jiang: ... Come out of the system and I promise not to beat you to death.