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His Mischievous Time-Traveler: How To Capture A Celebrity Husband?

(Completed) Kwon Kyuri is a time-traveler who ends up witnessing her own death in the future. She has only six months left before she can change her gruesome fate. Now, she must do everything in her power to change the future and live. Somehow, she ends up as a fake contract girlfriend of her future murderer. A love story surviving the time, a thousand years old promises, and mistakes that lead to broken hearts... will she able to find happiness? With a stubborn gaze, the boy tells her, "You can wander endlessly, but your destination is me." __ Instagram: Koch_Norah Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/norah_koch ****Full list of my novels******* Novels with Interconnected Worlds: 1. The Love That Remains (Completed) 2. His Mischievous Time-Traveler: How to capture a celebrity husband? (Completed) 3. His Devious Harbinger: How To Tame A Wicked God? (Completed) 4. Supernatural Investigation 101: Chronicles of Nakashima Wakana  5. When A Ghoul Falls In Love 6. Hunting for a Husband in a Vampire Apocalypse Standalone Novels:  Her Wicked CEO: How To Seduce A Hikikomori Wife? Miss Chicken & Her Mister The Villainous Emperor is My Pet? Bad x Bad: My Dear Hana *** Picture Source: Akane-K from Pixabay

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I don't trust your perverted nature

Two days are gone.

I have been walking continuously for a long time. The temporary situation feels more and more permanent. I don't know whether to cry or laugh. At this moment in my life, I don't know whether I am a ghost or a living. Am I already dead? Am I a ghost who doesn't know that she is dead?

"I think that's the mountain ghost."

"He has been wandering around the forest for a long time."

"The ghost of the man who is still looking for his lover."

The whispers snap me out of my thoughts. The young boys hide behind the trees. I can easily spot them. If they can see me, I am most likely not dead. Also, ghosts can pass through hard objects and I can't. I can still feel the chill of the forest. My senses are working well. Even better. I can hear them easily despite them hiding far away from me.

When I take a step toward them, they scream in fear and run away.

That's the direction of the village.

***

The wedding ceremony is commenced without any hiccup. When she is finally alone, she takes off the heavy headdress that's been giving her a headache for a while. She finds the sweets on the table. Happy. She picks up one. Before she can put it in her mouth, someone holds her wrist. She looks up and finds Wu Yixing.

"They did a good job. You look beautiful. No one can tell that you are a man." He feels a tinge of regret. If he tries to taste the fruit, she will do something rash.

"Why are you in this room?" She blinks at him in shock. He shouldn't be here. He promised her that they would have different rooms.

"On my wedding night, where else should I be?" He takes the sweet away and puts it back on the plate. "Don't eat anything without testing it for the poison. I don't want you to die before you finish the task."

She has been warned before. She couldn't resist when she saw the sweets. "We can't sleep in the same room."

"Say, Mo Qian, why are you afraid?" He takes off his outer robe. "You are a man. I am a man. Why can't two men sleep in the same room?"

"You like men." I turn my back to him. The room feels hot for some reason. "I don't trust your perverted nature."

"I am glad that you know me so well, Mo Qian." He lays down on the bed. "I am tired. I am going to sleep. You can sleep on the other side of the bed. I won't do anything."

No way in hell! She grabs a sheet and throws it on the floor. She is used to sleeping on the floor. The initial days in this era weren't kind to her. The layers of wedding dress are helpfully warm.

Wu Yixing sees her lying on the opposite side of the room. He chuckles and climbs off the bed. He will never let his only wife sleep on the floor like this.

Yoori shrieks when she is suddenly lifted in the air. "What are you doing?"

"Taking you to the bed." He lays her down and throws the blanket over her. "Wife, you can't get sick. If you get sick, you won't be able to finish the task soon. This is the reason why you can't sleep on the floor. The bed is big enough for both of us."

She shifts toward the edge of the bed. "Wu Yixing, you sleep on the floor."

He shakes his head and enters inside the blanket. "I am still a prince. I can't sleep on the floor. Mo Qian, don't be like this. It's a long day tomorrow. Be good and sleep. Otherwise, I would eat you. You already smell heavenly."

She covers her chest and sleeps near the edge of the bed. She doesn't want to challenge this perverted prince. She finds it hard to sleep for a long time. When she hears his soft snores, she relaxes her tensed shoulder and sleeps.

Wu Yixing opens his one eye and peers at her. He smiles slyly and shifts closer. Her scent is nice. He wants to see until when can she resist.

***

It's confirmed that I am not dead yet.

The villagers don't treat me like a ghost. I told them a made-up story that I became separated from my family when I was traveling. They believed it easily. I found out that I was in a village that's two days away from the capital. I found out that the unfortunate prince got married finally. Wu Yixing didn't get married in the original timeline. Who could be the woman?

"It's the long lost daughter of the Feng family." The chatty villager woman told me, "The Feng family found her not too long ago. She is already past her marriageable age. She should be around 19 already. They rushed her marriage to the fifth prince. How unlucky! She just found her family after a decade. She had to marry the unfortunate prince."

My aunt is in her early twenties. She can easily pass for a 19 years old girl. In this era, girls get married at 15 or 16. 19 is considered late.

I just have a feeling that the prince's wife is my aunt. Last time, she replaced Yu Chen. This time, she replaced Feng Lingxin.

Fate is weird.

There is only one way to find out. She is the only one who can tell me what's going on with me.