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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 · ファンタジー
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260 Chs

Ambush.

Mu Yunxuan took a step back and smiled at Su Zimo. Was this woman trying to betray him so quickly? He had promised himself not to forget so easily!

Su Zimo frowned and looked at him. When it came to family matters, he still wanted to follow her to Bright Moon Villa.

"Mother, father, look, it's our second brother and Aunt Qinglian," Su Xin pointed out, noticing the presence of his siblings.

"Go and greet them," Su Zimo said, eyeing her son with anger. How dare Qi Er use the Soul Devouring Bell so recklessly?

"Qi'er," Su Zimo shouted angrily, but there was no response from Suzie, who seemed lost in thought.

As she looked up, she saw her mother, father, and sister standing there. "Mother, Daddy," she exclaimed, and Qinglian and Qinghe turned around quickly.

"Owner."

"Owner."

"Hmm!" Su Zimo nodded.

"What are you doing here?" Su Zimo squinted at her son.

Su Qi, realizing his mother's displeasure, felt a sense of unease. He thought his mother had found out about his use of the Soul Devouring Bell.

Suzie stuck out her tongue and tried to appease her mother with a fawning expression.

"Mother, Qi Er and Aunt Qinghe and Aunt Qinglian went to the market," Su Zimo's beautiful eyes flashed as she kissed her son's red lips. "Go back and reflect for three days, and you're not allowed to eat meat for a month."

Upon hearing this, Su Qi's smile froze, and he kicked his little legs and hurried over to Qinglian.

He ran to Mu Yunxuan's side in an instant. "Dad, save Qi'er! Qi Er won't do it again, and he won't eat meat without permission!"

Suzie pleaded in a low voice.

Mu Yunxuan looked at his son, feeling puzzled. They had just met, yet something seemed off with his son.

Su Xin leaned closer to Mu Yunxuan's ear and whispered, "Dad, the second brother used the Soul Devouring Bell to manipulate the hearts of the two women up there, and Mother got angry. The Soul Devouring Bell shouldn't be used casually."

"Lady, Qi'er he..."

"Come here," Su Zimo interrupted Mu Yunxuan quickly, ignoring his presence, and glared angrily at Su Qi.

"I'll count to three, and if you don't come, you'll follow your dad from now on," Su Zimo's expression grew increasingly serious.

"I..."

Su Zimo squinted her eyes, feeling a pang in her heart. If her son didn't come, it would make her angry to death. As she was about to reach the count of two, she suddenly noticed Ling Qiushui and Su Ziyun being taken away by Lord Ke.

Su Zimo remained indifferent. The fate of those two women had nothing to do with her.

"Two..." Su Zimo closed her eyes, about to shout the number three.

"Mother, Mother, Qi Er is willing to reflect for three days and not eat meat for a month. Qi Er wants to stay with his mother," Su Qi rushed over to Su Zimo, holding her with both hands and pressing his little face against her, pouting and refusing to be separated from her. It had only been two days since he had seen his mother, and he didn't want her to leave again.

Su Zimo hugged her son tenderly, feeling relieved to hear his words. Qi Er still cared for his mother. In the end, Su Zimo's heart was still uncertain. She didn't want to punish her son, but the Soul Devouring Bell couldn't be used lightly. If she didn't give him a small punishment, he wouldn't learn his lesson.

"Qinglian, go and bring Xin'er here. Let's go back," Su Zimo instructed.

"Yes, owner," Qinglian walked over. "Holy Lord, please hand Xin'er over to Qinglian."

"No need," Mu Yunxuan coldly glanced at Qinglian. "Let's go, I'll take Xin'er."

Mu Yunxuan couldn't argue and walked towards Mingyue Villa, carrying Su Xin in his arms.

Su Zimo didn't try to stop them. With Mu Yunxuan around, she couldn't win anyway.

In Su's mansion, Xie Lengchan was taking care of her ailing daughter, Su Fangxu, who had fallen ill in prison. The Li family had been wiped out, but Xie Yuan managed to escape and was rescued by Xie Lengchan.

A subordinate hurriedly entered the room and informed Xie Lengchan about what had happened at the city gate.

After hearing the report, Xie Lengchan felt a surge of emotions. She never imagined that her daughter would be so foolish as to expose her secrets. It seemed that fate was determined to destroy her, Xie Lengchan!

Su Zimo and the others silently made their way to Mingyue Villa. They had just left the bustling market when Mu Yunxuan sensed the fluctuations of Xuan Qi in the surroundings. Su Zimo sensed it too, holding Su Qi with one hand while preparing her Xuan Bingxue technique in her sleeve.

Suddenly, ten black-clothed assassins surrounded them without uttering a word. Two of them lunged at Su Zimo with their swords.

A smirk formed on Su Zimo's lips as her frosty gaze revealed a hint of cruelty. She gracefully moved and swiftly approached one of the assassins. The Xuan Bingxue technique coiled around her hand, encircling the assassin's neck. With a gentle pull, blood splattered, and the Xuan Bingxue technique remained spotless.

Another assassin sidestepped her attack and backed away, while five others swung their swords at her.

Su Zimo's face showed no fear. Her eyes glinted with a mix of warmth and anger as she was about to counterattack. Suddenly, Mu Yunxuan stepped in front of her, still holding Su Xin in his arms. A strong white light flashed as he extended his long arms, and the five assassins fell to the ground instantly.

A slight twitch appeared at the corner of Su Zimo's lips. This intervention saved her a lot of effort.

Su Qi and Su Xin weren't frightened by the scene. In their eyes, the dead weren't terrifying. They believed that those who deserved it should be dealt with for the sake of justice.

"Daddy, you're amazing!" Su Xin's eyes sparkled with admiration as she turned to her father.

Being looked at with such adoring eyes by his lovely daughter, Mu Yunxuan felt delighted. His lips curled up slightly. "If Xin'er wants to become as powerful as Daddy, Xin'er should cultivate Xuan Qi with Daddy."

"Okay! Daddy, Xin'er will become as strong as Daddy and defeat all the bad guys," Su Xin replied softly, filled with joy.

The few remaining black-clothed assassins stared at Mu Yunxuan in fear. They had never encountered someone with such formidable cultivation skills.

"Mother, Qi Er wants to fight the bad guys too," Su Qi cutely looked at Su Zimo, his long, beautiful eyelashes flickering. His adorable appearance made people want to shower him with kisses.

"How many can you handle?" Su Zimo seized the opportunity to let her son practice.

"Two at once, the fastest," Su Qi replied, overjoyed that his mother agreed.

"Let's go!" Su Zimo put Su Qi down.

Mu Yunxuan turned to look at his son. "Qi'er, let's go!"

With him present, he couldn't allow his son to get even a scratch.

"Daddy, watch me," Su Qi smiled mischievously. Suddenly, a palm-sized bow appeared in his left hand, and two short arrows in his right hand. He shot the arrows directly at the two black-clothed assassins facing him.

The two assassins didn't take a five-year-old child seriously. They smiled contemptuously, but before they could retract their smiles, they fell to the ground.

The last remaining black-clothed assassin trembled in fear, hunching over vigilantly and stepping back.

"Uncle, since you're here, stay! Accompany your brothers under the Nine Springs. Staying in this world will only lead to more killing. For people like you, Qi Er is willing to provide a ride," Su Qi said.

The black-clothed assassin could still hear Su Qi's words as he turned and tried to escape.

Su Qi's big eyes narrowed slightly, and the arrow in his hand shot into the back of the retreating assassin without warning.

"Bang!" The final black-clothed assassin fell heavily to the ground, lifeless.

One of the hidden black-clothed assassins watched this scene in horror and quietly fled.

"Let's go," Su Zimo stepped over several corpses, her eyes filled with determination.

She hadn't expected to be ambushed so soon after entering the capital. Who wanted to kill her? She was confident that she would find out soon.

Li Zifu, on the other hand, was staring wide-eyed at the bow and arrows in Su Qi's hands. He quickly walked over to Su Qi.

"Young one, can you tell this old man who gave you that bow?" Li Zifu was curious. If he wasn't mistaken, it was the Daye Divine Bow, a spiritual treasure. The owner of such a bow should have died long ago.

Su Qi put away the bow and arrows and glanced at Li Zifu. "Grandpa, can't you tell? Why do you want to know?"

Li Zifu was even more curious. How did this little child obtain the Daye Divine Bow? Although Mu Yunxuan was also curious, he was happy that his son had so many treasures to protect himself.

"It is indeed called the Daye Divine Bow," Su Qi cryptically replied. He didn't find it strange to be recognized, but he didn't answer the question directly.

"What is your relationship with the owner of the bow?" Li Zifu continued with his questions, driven by curiosity.

Instead of giving a straightforward answer, Su Qi played along and asked in return, making Li Zifu feel uncomfortable. How could Xuan'er have such a cunning son? He, Li Zifu, couldn't even handle a five-year-old child!

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