The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"How could Xiao Yuyuan...be treated like this by the Immortal Lord?" His voice was a little hoarse due to the emotional impact. He knelt under the couch and lay beside the red-clothed ghost.

Putting down the water cup, You Mu propped up his cheek with one hand and corrected the other person with a sidelong glance: "You are wrong. There is no such thing as a fairy. It is a ghost, the most evil kind."

Xiao Yu shook his head in denial, raised his eyes and stared at the ghost man, "The real immortals cannot see Xiao Yu's suffering, the only one who can try so hard to help me is... my wife"

“…you are getting more and more demanding.” You Mu said as he poked his fingertips on Xiao Yu’s brow without denying the change in the other party’s address.

"You clearly agreed that day. Husband and wife are meant to be one, and there's nothing wrong with calling each other that." Xiao Yu argued. He tossed and turned for a long time thinking about it. It is said that those who are possessed by ghosts will have many evil schemes, but he has never suffered any harm. Instead, he has been blessed by it.

Since she has gone this far for him, I think she must be willing to marry him. If not, it is not impossible for him to marry her instead...

"Hmph." You Mu chuckled and let Xiao Yu talk without saying a word.

Getting back to the topic, the conversation finally turned to the pill.

"Does it hurt? Don't do this anymore. Since my life span is set, it doesn't matter to me whether I am healthy or not..."

He stood up and walked forward to ask, intending to use the force to support the other person, but he didn't expect that his force was too strong and he directly pressed the red-clothed ghost down.

The volume gradually weakened, Xiao Yu leaned on it, his eyes straightened a little.

The black hair spread out and fell on the dark green cushion with bamboo leaf patterns. The collar of the red dress was opened wide as it was pulled, and the fair skin looked three times whiter than snow.

Xiao Yu was speechless, he really didn't expect that he could push Gui Langjun over.

"It's different. I hope you...live a long and healthy life."

You Mu, who was in the lower position, spoke, stretched out his hand and traced the facial contours of the person above with his fingertips, speaking softly.

Perhaps what Tiandao said was right. If it weren't for him, Yi Ming, as the protagonist, would have had a smooth journey and gradually reached the peak along the established route.

These punishments did not belong to Yi Ming, and he should not have to endure these pains.

If he hadn't interfered...

"...But you can't hurt yourself." Xiao Yu felt his heart burning. He was moved by the other party's prayer, but he didn't agree to damage the health that You Mu had obtained for him at the cost of himself.

He lowered his eyes to look at the other person, and in a trance, he felt that the other person's eyes seemed to be staring at him, and seemed to be looking at someone through him...

His eyelashes trembled slightly, his racing heartbeat slowed down a beat, and he blurted out the question, but then almost stopped.

"You are..." Who are you looking at through me?

He was afraid of getting an answer he wouldn't like.

But before Xiao Yu's ups and downs of emotions could calm down, he saw the face of the red-clothed ghost suddenly approach and enlarge. The slightly cool and soft touch was something he had never felt in the past few decades.

At this moment, all the chaotic emotions were thrown behind Xiao Yu, and only that beautiful perception remained in his mind.

He grabbed the piece of frost and snow, held it tightly in his arms, trying to melt it into his bones and blood, without slacking off for a moment.

Reversing his position and supporting his body with his arms, the red-clothed ghost fell into the arms of the sick young master.

"If you don't want to use pills, there are other ways, but they are slower to take effect and require small amounts and multiple times..."

They reluctantly separated a little, You Mu exhaled a slightly cool breath and whispered against her lips, and then the words disappeared in between.

The young master recovered very quickly after taking the pill, and his movements no longer looked weak like a patient.

The bright red robe and the light green robe overlapped together, and the black hair was mixed together, making it impossible to distinguish between you and me.

The red robe slipped off his shoulders during the tug of war, and was barely gathered at the crook of his arm. The jade-like forearm of the ghost in red climbed on the other's neck, faintly visible under the black hair.

Today, Xiao Yu finally witnessed the deception of ghosts and monsters, and understood why the scholars in those storybooks always gave up studying on their way to exams and indulged in the land of pleasure and the tombs of rouge.

The one in his arms was even more depraved than the female ghosts in those storybooks.

The man and the ghost were inseparable, and You Mu used some force to push the man away.

Put your hand on the other person's chest to create distance.

"You are still sick, don't indulge yourself, my dear husband."

After saying that, the old story happened again. The red-clothed ghost, dragging his slightly paralyzed soul with electricity flowing through it, slowly disappeared from Xiao Yu's arms.

Only Xiao Yu was left with his head down, staring at the bulging corner of his robe in silence for a long time. He suddenly looked around at the place where there was no breath left, and was dumbfounded...