Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

I heard that Yanjiang Ghost Lady is not only the Lord of Yanjiang, but also a woman who is always ready for their Lord Demon.

The ghost woman has lived for a long time and claims to be immortal.

Yang Susu looked up at Jun Yichen, but saw that his gaze was not on the ghost woman at all, but on the ghost girl in the small coffin beside her.

Yang Susu looked towards the ghost girl.

The little girl looked about five or six years old, wearing the same clothes as the ghost woman, with a red veil on her face, nothing unusual.

Not far from the restaurant is Yanjiang's largest sacrificial altar.

They will worship the Demon Lord there.

If you are in other places, you should definitely stay as far away from this kind of altar as possible, because you think it is unlucky.

But the people of Yanjiang are different. They think that the closer they are to the altar, the more they can get the protection of the Demon Lord.

The restaurant where Yang Susu works has a good location because it is very close to the altar.

"My Lord, what's wrong with that ghost girl?"

If the ghost girl wasn't just a little girl of five or six years old, Yang Susu would have thought that Jun Yichen had a crush on her just by looking at her.

Yang Susu looked at Jun Yichen's complicated eyes, and suddenly, a blazing gaze turned towards the two of them.

When she saw Jun Yichen's appearance clearly, the ghost woman's eyes flashed with shock.

Then there was surprise in his eyes.

In front of everyone's eyes, she stood up gracefully from the coffin.

Yang Susu suddenly felt something was wrong, and reached out to hold Jun Yichen's hand, and cautiously clenched the Holy Heaven Sword in her hand.

The witch jumped lightly, and flew up like a blood-red butterfly.

"My dear, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

She fell to the ground silently, like a ghost, and her words were full of irresistible charm.

Her snow-white, slender feet were stepping on the ground. She was not wearing shoes, and her feet were white, tender and slender. She had a string of silver bells on her ankles. Every time she took a step, her feet made a crisp sound.

And her "My dear" was obviously directed at Jun Yichen who was standing behind Yang Susu.

Everyone's eyes were originally on the witch, but now that she had flown forward, everyone looked up at her.

Yang Susu rolled her eyes and said, "What nonsense! This is my husband, not yours."

Jun Yichen's face also darkened.

The witch looked at Jun Yichen for a long time with her charming fox eyes before she said, "I have offended you, my lord and your wife."

"If you and your wife don't mind, please come to the ghost house and have a seat when you have time."

After she finished speaking, she turned around leisurely, flew down, and sat steadily in the coffin again.

"Ghost, who are those man and woman upstairs?"

The ghost girl's childish voice sounded.

The ghost woman looked at Yang Susu and Jun Yichen again, smiling brightly and obscurely: "He is my husband, and also Yan Jiang's benefactor."

The team continued to move towards the altar.

By the window sill, Yang Susu looked gloomy.

This ghost woman of Yanjiang was chosen by the people of Yanjiang for the Demon Lord.

As for the method of selecting the ghost lady, it is said that one hundred young women enter a magic cave at the same time. As long as they survive for 49 days, the one who is left at the end will be the ghost lady.

A ghost woman blessed by the Demon Lord.

After recuperating for a few years, the woman, who was known as the Ghost Mother, wore a bright red wedding dress and married herself to the Demon Lord.

So, did the witch recognize Jun Yichen just now?

If they recognized him, they would not be able to get the Hundred-Year-Old Wood Heart so easily.

Especially the word "young lord", which made Yang Susu's heart full of jealousy.

"Su'er?"

Jun Yichen looked at her hand, which was tightly clasped in his, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"Does the prince think this ghost woman is beautiful?"

Jun Yichen was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "In my eyes, no one in the world can compare to Su'er."

They had experienced love, hatred, and vengeance for ten lifetimes. Although he died at her hands in every lifetime, and perhaps this lifetime would be the same, she was still the most beautiful woman in his eyes.

There are so many beautiful things in the world, but none of them can compare to her.

Yang Susu pouted, and immediately the depression in her heart disappeared by more than half.

At this time, the annual sacrificial ceremony began on the altar.

There was a huge candlestick on the altar. As the witch muttered strange words, she lit the candlestick, and the red fire on the candlestick instantly ignited, illuminating half the sky.

Then, the five or six-year-old little girl, Yan Jiang's ghost girl, was lifted up by her limbs and brought to the center of the altar.

The witch continued to mutter strange words, and the golden staff in her hand made a harsh collision sound.

"What are they going to do?"

Yang Susu had a bad feeling in her heart.

At some point, Murongsi and Yeluzhu had returned and were standing behind them, also looking towards the altar.

Murong Si was wearing a half mask and said helplessly: "They want to sacrifice the ghost girl to the Demon Lord. This is a sacrificial activity held in Beiyan every year."

"Are you going to burn her to death?" Yang Susu asked.

After all, Bei Yan has been in charge of Yanjiang for many years, so they must know about these sacrifices.

Yeluzhu nodded: "Yes, that ghost girl will be thrown onto the candlestick and burned to death."

"This is the food they offer to the Demon Lord."

The noisy and bustling sounds just now suddenly became surprisingly quiet.

The piercing sound of drums and bells gradually became faster and faster, gripping everyone's heart tightly. With the witch's loud shout, the ghost girl was carried onto the candlestick.

"The ghost girl is presented to the Demon Lord. Please accept it with a smile and ensure that Yanjiang will have good weather and good harvests, and peace and happiness will follow..."

"boom......"

As soon as the witch finished her words, the huge candlestick seemed to be cut by some invisible thread and fell to the ground.

Everyone fled, fearing that the huge candlestick would fall and injure them.

The witch's face changed drastically.

He wailed, "If the Demon Lord doesn't take it, I'm afraid disaster will befall Yanjiang."

The ghost woman in the coffin glanced in the direction of the restaurant and whispered, "Since the Demon Lord doesn't want to take her, then take the ghost girl back to the ghost town and take good care of her first."

“Yes.”

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At night, the crescent moon is crescent and the stars are twinkling.

The front yard of the restaurant is an open space with large camphor trees planted on both sides.

After Yang Susu finished her bath, she sat under a big camphor tree in her moon-white gauze skirt. It was cool and windy.

It's a bit stuffy in the restaurant, it's more comfortable here.

Jun Yichen was also dressed in moon-white, with her white hair tied up casually behind her with a jade hairpin. She stood tall and straight, with a soft cloth in her slender fingertips, gently wiping her wet black hair.

A cool breeze blew her black hair slightly, brushing against the back of his hand, so soft.

Yeluzhu held half of a big red fruit in his hand, scooped it out with a spoon and passed it to Murongsi's mouth.

She laughed and said, "Are you guys idle and have nothing to do? You can use your inner strength to do Mo Fa in just a few minutes, why bother with this?"

Yang Susu said with a smile: "My husband loves me."