I Cannot Be So Selfish

Zhao Lingfu frowned slightly, "Although my husband passed away young, he has me as his wife. We have each other on this journey, so how is he pitiful?"

The old man retorted, "Passed away young? You short-lived ghost, living so short, you couldn't even make it through the Yellow Springs Road on your own. That's why your family found a suitable man for you to marry, right? He had his soul forcibly extracted to accompany you on this journey. Isn't that pitiful?"

Zhao Lingfu's heart trembled, still trying to defend, "No! My brother told me that Fourth Young Master died of a sudden illness. Because our fate was destined to match, that's why they secretly brought his body to marry me."

This was what her brother had told her personally.

The old man clicked his tongue twice and scrutinized Zhao Lingfu from head to toe.