I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

"Beimingyu, what kind of ghost are you? Are you actually a physical person?" I still didn't notice Beimingyu's anger, and I poked him here and there as I spoke.

"I am a fierce ghost who drinks human blood and absorbs Yang energy!" Bei Mingyu stepped down and said in a sinister tone while unbuttoning my collar.

Bei Mingyu's movement came so suddenly that I didn't remember to resist for a moment.

After unbuttoning me, Bei Mingyu pressed against my neck, biting and sucking blood. At the same time, his lips turned black, his eyes turned red, and there was bright blood hanging from the corners of his eyes. He looked extremely scary.

"No!" I screamed and pushed Bei Mingyu away.

Looking at Bei Mingyu, whose eyes were filled with blood, I belatedly remembered that Bei Mingyu had just said that he was a ghost who drinks human blood and absorbs yang energy.

Pushing Bei Mingyu away, I jumped out of bed, ran toward the door, opened the door, and ran out of the room.

"scoff~"

Bei Mingyu's laughter came from behind me. I turned around and saw Bei Mingyu with red eyes, a smile on his lips, and a sinister face.

"Ghost!" I was so scared that I sat down on the ground.

Seeing my frightened look, Bei Mingyu raised the corners of his smiling mouth slightly, with a face full of sarcasm. He stretched out his hand, and the open door in front of me closed automatically.

After being stunned for a second, I yelled "Hey ghost," got up, and rushed out of the south building.

"Young Mistress, Young Mistress!" As soon as I ran out of the south building, Xiaoyue came up to me and said, "What's wrong with you? Why are you running so fast?"

"Xiaoyue!" When I saw Xiaoyue, I hugged her like water in the desert, "Beimingyu is a ghost, hurry up, hurry up!"

"Young Mistress!" Xiaoyue pulled me, "I have told you many times, the young master is not a ghost, but because of his special health, he only looks a little ugly when he has an attack."

I shook my head anxiously, "No, even if he doesn't have an attack, he will..."

"Young mistress, it's time for you to go and rest!" At this moment, the housekeeper Uncle Zhong suddenly appeared.He stood there with a gloomy face, looking straight at me with a pair of dark eyes, looking extremely sinister, as if no matter what I said, he would turn into a ghost.

Only then did I remember that Xiaoyue had emphasized to me that Beiming Yu’s identity could not be discussed in the Beiming family.

If he is a good and normal person, why can't he say it?

"Xiaoyue, why don't you help the young lady to rest!" Uncle Zhong said, then turned to order Xiaoyue.

After returning to the room, Xiaoyue and I argued quietly.

"Xiaoyue, you said that your young master has a special health and only attacks on the fifteenth day of every month. Then I just saw his lips suddenly turn purple and his eyes were filled with bright blood. But today is not the fifteenth day. This How to explain it."

"That's because..." Xiaoyue couldn't explain anymore.

Yes, didn’t the young master only have seizures when he was fifteen?Why do eyes turn red?

"He is a ghost!" God!Is my marriage a ghost marriage?

"No, the young master must not be a ghost!" Although she didn't understand why this was the case, Xiaoyue still felt that Bei Mingyu was not a ghost: "How can a young master with flesh and blood be a ghost?"

I don't want to argue with Xiaoyue anymore.

I can see if it's a ghost or not.

However, I suddenly felt very lost. To be precise, I felt lost and scared.

After spending the past few days together, and with him personally going to the cleaning company to retrieve Xiaomi, he felt that Bei Mingyu was not so scary, and he even began to have hope for his future life.

Even if it's just a little bit, at least I feel that there is hope for the future. I don't dare to ask Beimingyu to treat me well, I just hope that we can live in peace.

Now it is confirmed that he is a ghost. Humans and ghosts always have different paths. How can they live in peace with each other?

My grandma is a semi-immortal and knows a little bit about ghost marriage.

When I was a child and lived in the countryside with my grandmother for a few years, I saw several women who were married in the dark. They usually died early, and most of the endings were disappointing.

The hopeless look in their eyes, more than ten years later, is still vivid in my mind to this day.

I want to become one of them now.

"Young mistress, what's wrong with you?" Xiaoyue asked doubtfully when she saw me suddenly quiet.

"Xiaoyue! You don't have to go there tonight, do you?" I answered the question, and my words were weak. I fell directly onto the bed without waiting for Xiaoyue to reply.

"Young Mistress!" Xiaoyue leaned forward: "What's wrong with you?"

"Xiaoyue, I'm sleeping, don't disturb me!"

I’m so tired, even I can’t tell whether it’s because I’m tired mentally or physically.

My despair lasted until the next night.

As soon as I came out of the shower, someone came to tell me to spend the night at Beimingyu's place.

This time, I didn't protest as quietly as before. I silently followed Xiaoyue to Bei Mingyu's room.

Bei Mingyu seemed a little busy at work today. When I entered his bedroom, he was still busy in the study.

However, I don't want to care about any of this.

Entering Bei Mingyu's room, I lay down on the small bed disheartened, with my eyes open in a daze, neither afraid nor curious about everything in the room.

Anyway, the result is known, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

The only regret is that I don't know that I can't see my brother Shen Xiaoyan yet. No matter how hateful my stepmother is, I can't hate Shen Xiaoyan.

I am 5 years older than him, and he has liked to follow me since he could walk. He spends more time with me than his stepmother.

It has been almost two months since I married into Beiming's family. I don't know how Xiaoyan is doing or whether Beimingyu's money has cured him. .

I only married Xiaoyan because of him, and I really want to see how he recovers.

In the early hours of the morning, Beiming Yu returned to his room from the study.

The moment I walked in, Bei Mingyu stared at me with his usual cold eyes: "Why is it so late, why are you still not sleeping?"

"Go to sleep right away." I replied, pulled the quilt over me, and turned my back to him.

After I fell asleep, Bei Mingyu quickly washed up and went to bed.

I heard a deep breath, first a sigh of relief, then a turn over in annoyance.

I can probably guess what this means.

Bei Mingyu doesn't suck my blood, but he needs to suck the four yin energy from me.

He hates me so much. He must love and hate me at the same time. He likes my four yin energy, but hates that I can't live without my four yin energy.

Such a cold, arrogant and arrogant man needs a woman to save his life. How can he feel so comfortable?

Alas, Beimingyu, you are in pain, why should I not suffer in return?

Behind him, Bei Mingyu turned over in frustration.

"Beimingyu!" Being infected, I called out to Beimingyu inexplicably.

"Did I give you permission to speak out?" When Bei Mingyu first spoke, his tone was cold and stern, but he softened a little halfway through.

(He turned to look at the small bed next to him. This woman seemed to be in a very low mood. Just the words "Bei Mingyu" were so faint, but he heard the meaning of hopelessness.)