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Ghost Marriage, the Abandoned Wife Has Three Treasures

Su Zimo, a daughter of the Su family who was deemed worthless and incapable of cultivation, had her engagement with the Third Prince abruptly terminated by him on the streets, just a day before their wedding. To make matters worse, her own sister took her place in the marriage to the Third Prince, making her the subject of relentless gossip in the city. Consumed by resentment, she struck herself against the gate of the Su Family, inadvertently becoming the target of others seeking a ghost marriage. When Su Zimo finally regains consciousness, she finds herself awakening in a coffin. Considering her previous actions of hitting her head on the gate, this isn't entirely surprising. However, what astonishes her is the presence of another person lying beside her, dressed in vibrant red wedding attire. Overwhelmed by this sight, she nearly loses consciousness. On the other hand, he is burdened with an inexplicable and cursed status, which has plagued his family for generations. This curse, which has now befallen him, brings about unforeseen consequences. An accidental ghost marriage, a fierce business rivalry, and a tumultuous journey of love intertwine their destinies in a profound manner.

Anta_Esterlin · Fantaisie
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260 Chs

This old witch is so abominable

Yang Qingqing couldn't help but feel a hint of confusion upon hearing it. How could a five-year-old child remain so calm? It made her somewhat wary. However, after a moment's thought, she realized that no matter how capable he might be, he was still just a five-year-old child. Her concerns eased, and she couldn't resist pinching Su Qi's adorable face.

"You're such a lovable little guy," she said. However, her good mood was only temporary. If one day she lost interest in her prey, she would discard and kill them without hesitation, no matter how valuable they were.

Su Li couldn't help but pout, feeling both amused and exasperated. This old witch, where could she put her hands?

Yang Jinpeng, hiding outside the door, overheard the conversation between his mother and Su Qi. A bitter feeling filled his heart. He was his mother's biological son, yet she had never spoken to him so tenderly. In his daily life, it was all about revenge.

Su Qi's adorable appearance made Yang Qingqing burst into laughter.

"Oh, by the way, beautiful sister, what's your name? When will you bring Qi'er back home? It's getting late, and Qi'er's mother will worry about him," Su Qi asked innocently, portraying the innocence of a five-year-old child so convincingly that it left no room for impatience or suspicion.

Yang Qingqing's eyes grew cold as she replied, "That's easy. I've already sent a message to your mother, and she will come to pick you up." Suppressing her amusement, she thought of the Eight Great Profound Artifacts, and a hint of satisfaction flickered in her eyes.

"Wow! That's great! Qi'er will be able to see his mother soon!" Su Qi happily threw the pastry in his hand away. It tasted awful, and he couldn't eat it anymore. He hoped his father would come soon so he could carry out his plan and join forces with his father and mother to completely deal with this old witch.

At Mingyue Mountain Villa, Su Zimo and the group anxiously awaited news about Su Qi. She wanted to send Jin Die to find Qi'er, but she reminded herself to trust Mu Yunxuan, to trust him.

Chu Yourou sat beside Su Zimo, occasionally talking to her, but Su Zimo was in a bad mood and appeared indifferent.

At that moment, He Yunting rushed in through the high threshold, striding quickly.

Seeing Chu Yourou also present, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Su Zimo frowned when she saw him and asked, "Yunting, why are you back?"

"Of course, I walked back," He Yunting walked over and sat down on the chair opposite Su Zimo, greeting Nalan Wenhao and Sutu Ruoyan!

He picked up a cup from the table, poured a glass of water, and drank it down in one gulp. After finishing, he let out a satisfied burp. "I hurried back when I heard about Qi'er's situation. I was dying of thirst."

Now that he had quenched his thirst, he turned his head to look at Su Zimo and asked, "Mo Mo, no news of Qi'er yet?"

Su Zimo withdrew her gaze indifferently and replied, "Not yet. Yunxuan knows where Qi'er is and has gone to rescue him."

Upon hearing this, He Yunting froze for a moment. "Hey! Hey! Hey... Mo Mo, this isn't like you. The one who went missing is your son."

If it weren't for her trust in Mu Yunxuan, Mo Mo wouldn't be sitting here anxiously waiting at this time. In the end, Mu Yunxuan had won a place in Mo Mo's heart. That was good. Mu Yunxuan was wealthy and influential, and Mo Mo would no longer have to work so hard in the future.

Su Zimo glanced at He Yunting and remained silent. Indeed, this wasn't her usual style. If it were the past, she would have already stormed out to take action.

"Mo Mo, why are you ignoring me again?"

He Yunting took out a golden fan and fanned his flushed face, trying to cool down.

"Zhuangzhu, someone has intruded into the Treasure Pavilion."

Liu Yue hurriedly walked in.

Chu Yourou clenched her hands nervously upon hearing the news. Her actions were a bit exaggerated, even catching Su Zimo's attention.

"Another audacious intruder?" He Yunting wore a bitter expression. Why did these damned people always give him trouble?

"I haven't even had a chance to sit properly," He Yunting said, looking at Liu Yue with an annoyed expression.

Liu Yue remained silent and waited for Su Zimo's orders.

He Yunting turned his head abruptly and saw Su Zimo gazing at him. Being stared at like this, He Yunting helplessly waved his hand. "Alright, Mo Mo, I'll go to the Treasure Pavilion. Who's the daredevil causing trouble in broad daylight at Mingyue Mountain Villa? They must think they've lived long enough."

He Yunting followed behind Liu Yue, grumbling and complaining.

"Mo'er, should we go and take a look?" Nalan Wenhao asked worriedly.

"Daddy, there's no need. Once they enter the Treasure Pavilion, even someone with great cultivation won't come out," Su Zimo replied calmly. She wasn't worried about who was going into the Treasure Pavilion. With Yunting handling it, she felt at ease.

"Is the villa's Treasure Pavilion really that formidable? Once you enter, you can't come out?" Chu Yourou felt a trace of satisfaction in her heart. How good would it be if Yu Wang died in the Treasure Pavilion!

Inside Siyuxuan, Murong Shaofeng sat under the octagonal pavilion.

Zhu Yan walked in, joyfully saying, "Your Highness, Your Highness guessed correctly. Qi'er got into trouble, and Yu Wang took advantage of everyone's attention on Qi'er to actually go to the Treasure Pavilion."

Zhu Yan wore a smile on his face as he said, "Yu Wang may be shrewd and capable, but he is no match for His Highness, who is both elegant and cunning. He always plans ahead."

"The Treasure Pavilion in Moyue has always been a place from which no one returns. This time, Yu Wang has fallen into a big trap," Zhu Yan chuckled. Over the years, he had managed to escape countless attempts on his life by Yu Wang, all thanks to his understanding of him.

"Has Yunxuan already gone?" Murong Shaofeng asked casually.

His slender jade hand drew circles on the stone table as he played.

"He has already gone," Zhu Yan replied.

Suddenly, Murong Shaofeng's smile widened even further. "Then let's go and enjoy the expression on Yu Wang's face!"

Murong Shaofeng stood up, and upon closer inspection, a hint of evil could be seen beneath his refined and elegant facade.

Inside the outer courtyard, a guard hurriedly entered.

"Master, something's not right. Someone has intruded."

Upon hearing this, Su Qi blinked his eyes. Could it be that his father and mother had come to rescue him? Hehe! That would allow him to join forces with his father and deal with this old witch. When he had been strolling around earlier, he had already poisoned the courtyard. As for the old witch, although her cultivation was high, he had a way to poison her too. His whole body was now filled with poison, and when the old witch had pinched him just now, she had already been poisoned.

"Take this child out. Kill anyone who dares to intrude into the courtyard," Yang Qingqing instructed maliciously. Her gaze briefly flickered toward Su Qi. These adorable children in her hands never lived for more than a few hours. Su Zimo had three children, and if she handed over the Eight Great Profound Artifacts, Yang Qingqing could consider letting them live a little longer. But if Su Zimo refused to give up the artifacts, she would kill her children one by one.

"Yes, Master," the guard replied and turned around. But suddenly, he felt a surge of profound energy injected into his forehead, causing his eyes to roll back before collapsing to the ground, dead.

"Ah!" Yang Qingqing exclaimed in astonishment as she stood up.

Mu Yunxuan's figure swiftly swept Su Qi into his arms.

He looked coldly at Yang Qingqing.

"How did you come in?" Yang Qingqing couldn't comprehend it. The people outside the courtyard were all at the peak of the Divine Profound Realm. How could they have infiltrated the courtyard so quickly?

"Qi'er, are you okay?" Mu Yunxuan ignored Yang Qingqing's questioning and only cared about his son's well-being.

"Daddy, with Qi'er's intelligence, how could something happen to him?" Su Qi smirked proudly.

Seeing that smug smile, a hint of doubt flashed in Yang Qingqing's heart.

"What did you do?" Yang Qingqing couldn't believe that a five-year-old child would be so cunning.

Su Qi chuckled triumphantly. "Hahaha! You wicked old witch, you'll pay the price for daring to lay your hands on me. Your group of peak Divine Profound Realm experts has lost their profound energy and become useless. As for you, when you pinched my cheek just now, you also quickly lost your profound energy."

"When did you poison me?" Yang Qingqing found it hard to believe. If someone had poisoned her, she would have known immediately, as she was an alchemist herself.

"It was when I went to relieve myself earlier and when you pinched my cheek just now. I smelled the stench coming from your body and knew that your cultivation was also high, and you're also an alchemist. I was just thinking about how to poison you, but you conveniently came to me," Su Qi explained.

Upon hearing this, a look of ferocity flashed in Yang Qingqing's eyes.

"You have such audacity to poison me, the Master?" Yang Qingqing sat back in her chair, feeling somewhat incredulous. She had fallen into the hands of a little child.

At that moment, Qingfeng walked in. "Holy Master, we effortlessly dealt with all those people."

"Mu Yunxuan, how dare you touch my people?" Yang Qingqing's eyes flickered with fear. She had spent many years cultivating those peak Divine Profound Realm experts, and they had been killed so effortlessly?

"Before you laid a hand on my son, you should have thought about the price you would have to pay," Mu Yunxuan sneered. Although Yang Qingqing was always arrogant, just like the disciple he had taught, Ji Yu, he would never underestimate her. He remained wary of Yang Qingqing. She had founded the Tianmen sect for many years and was extremely cunning. This time, she might be testing them, but who could say for sure?

"Daddy, Qi'er was expecting a thrilling day. This old witch is too malicious. Daddy, you must kill her, or else she'll come up with more schemes to deal with us."

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