Ghost Husband: The Beloved of the Underworld
A Successful Marriage

At that moment, Seulgi's body swayed, and his heart instantly rose to his throat.

Seulgi's heart secretly hopes the nanny's mother disagrees with him.

Sure enough, the nanny mother spoke, showing a hint of displeasure: "My master, don't embarrass the servants. This wedding ceremony is a big event, and it's not good if you're missing a good time."

"Some words for my daughter, it won't be long, and I hope the nanny's mom will accommodate."

"This ..." The mother looked doubtful.

Guan Xun took advantage of this time and dragged Seulgi away without any explanation.

Exclamation marks flashed across Seulgi's heart, he thought, he could only play by ear, and listen to what he said.

Fortunately Seulgi was still in red hijab, whatever it was the officer would not ask him to remove the hijab.

"Yun, you can't be careless when marrying His Highness the Prince from now on." The official said solemnly, and it seemed like what he said was really his father's advice before his daughter's wedding.

Seulgi nodded, not daring to say anything.

Guan Xun said again: "Yun, do you remember everything I said a few days ago? Tell me back what your father told you, the most important thing."

"..."

Right now, Seulgi was speechless and could only stand there in embarrassment.

As soon as Seulgi spoke, Guan Xun would immediately recognize that this was not the voice of his daughter.

Well, it's all over.

No matter what, Seulgi had to endure, he could not speak if he could survive.

Seulgi shook his head slowly, then lowered his head slowly, as if guilty of forgetting his father's advice.

As a result, Guan Xun did not speak, and was silent for a long time, but he did not say a word.

Seulgi felt bad, did he notice anything?

But at that moment, the voice of the nanny's mother came from next to her ear: "My master, are you done?"

It was very timely!

At that moment, the nanny mother came over and said unhappily: "My master, this is not the time for you to gossip. He will talk to you about the past when Her Highness the Princess returns home someday."

The heart that Seulgi held gradually fell.

Then, the nanny's mother helps Seulgi, steps onto the brink of the wedding hall, and delivers her to the protagonist tonight.

Everything after that, as if it was destined, was already arranged.

When Seulgi touched Jaemin's cold wrist, his body trembled. He was nervous all the way, for fear of being accidentally exposed, but at this moment, standing side by side with him, Seulgi was still so excited that tears filled his eyes.

Seulgi really could not imagine!

A thousand years ago, he would stand in the wedding hall with Jaemin wearing a Xiapei and a phoenix crown. Under the watchful eye of the King of the Underworld and the Empress of the Underworld, and all the guests of the Three Realms, she would marry him and become husband and wife. It's like dreaming.

Although, all of this was originally not his.

But at this moment, as Jaemin slowly grabbed his hand and helped Seulgi go to the temple with him and bowed to the high hall, suddenly Seulgi did not care much.

So what if all this was fake, during this time, the woman who knelt, bowed, bowed and kowtowed three times with Jaemin was him, not anyone else, she was satisfied.

After an elaborate worship ceremony is completed, Jaemin and Seulgi are led by a red silk ribbon, and sent to the bridal chamber by a group of bridesmaids and male ghosts.

At that time, they were sitting on a large red sofa in Jinxiu Fengluan, with a golden silk dragon and a phoenix curtain hanging in front of the sofa, and red double happiness paper pieces taped to doors and windows, red candles faintly burned, reflecting the couple in the wedding room.

Not until the nanny mother and the ghost boy left completely did Jaemin wake up quietly, lock the pavilion door, and block the noisy voices of the guests outside.

Seulgi was still wearing a red headscarf, with his head bowed, his hands resting unnaturally on his feet, and he continued to rub them.

Jaemin came, sat down next to him, and grabbed his hand.

While chuckling, he whispered, “See your nervousness, your palms are sweating.”

After which, Jaemin held the scales and slowly lifted his red hijab.

In an instant, a red light shone before his eyes.

Seulgi saw the gentle attention in Jaemin's eyes, like a warm light. Those golden eyes, strange and dazzling, but affectionate like a pond, looked at Seulgi calmly.

"Your Majesty ..."

Seulgi muttered softly, and Jaemin's slender finger pressed down on his lips: "Don't call me Your Majesty again."

With a smile in his eagle eyes, he slowly approached Seulgi's face and said softly: "You should call me, Husband."

In an instant, Seulgi's face became slightly red, and he couldn't help but puckered his lips, but Seulgi did not dare to look at his eyes of the affectionate eagle at all.

"Home ..." Seulgi lowered his head and whispered.

He was very happy, smiled satisfiedly, and gently removed the phoenix crown on Seulgi's head.

"You have suffered, did everything go well today?" Jaemin held her hand and looked at Seulgi gently.

Seulgi slightly nodded, thinking of Jaemin's bold actions tonight, Seulgi could not help but look at him angrily, and whispered: "Your Majesty is too brave to do this, right?"

Suddenly, Seulgi's chin was pinched hard by her.

Seulgi seemed to be used to calling him His Majesty, but he forgot to change it for a while.

"Suami, I call you Husband ..." His jaw was very sore, Seulgi could not hold his hand, and subdued him: "My husband, I was wrong."

Only then did Jaemin let go of her in satisfaction, grabbed Seulgi's hand again, and pulled her to the window.

At that moment, a bar of red candle lit quietly on the table in front of the window, spreading an ambiguous fragrance throughout the wedding room.

Jaemin pulled her to sit in his arms, and held the scissors with Seulgi to cut off the excess wick in the red candle.

After a while, he held Seulgi's hand, smiled gently and said: "I heard a human couple cutting candles into a western window and talking to Bashan at night to show their love. I hope from now on, I can be like that too. A loving couple with you. Husband and wife."

Seulgi lowered his head and chuckled, and could not help but lean into his embrace, feeling his cold but firm embrace.

“Yes, life after life, I will never be separated from you.”

Suddenly, Jaemin stopped in his arms, seemingly unbelievable, holding Seulgi's face and looking at him carefully.

"Do you really want to stay with me forever?"

Seulgi's heart trembled. He just blamed the atmosphere for being so beautiful. He had almost forgotten that this was a thousand years ago. For Jaemin, this time was really too sudden for him to say such a thing.

At that moment, Seulgi hurriedly sat down from his embrace, and laughed a few times: "Your Majesty, it's time for you to rest. After the guests left, Seulgi slipped back into his bedroom."

Seulgi soon realizes that he's calling the wrong thing again.

“No, that, my husband, it's time for the husband to rest.”

Jaemin suddenly stood up, and walked in front of him. Inevitably Seulgi was surprised when he saw a handsome face full of horror.

Immediately, he hugged her like a princess, lifted her off the ground, and walked towards the bed.

Seulgi was so scared that he whispered: "What will my husband do? Let me down! "

Jaemin raised the corner of his lips, and a grin appeared on his handsome face: "We're married to each other, you said, next what should we do?"

Seulgi was surprised, although he did not refuse to linger in bed with Jaemin a thousand years ago, but his current body was still sprouting, thinking of the heart-piercing pain for the first time, I was scared for a while.

"Your Majesty, ah no, my husband, you won't really come, will you?"

At that moment, Seulgi had been laid on the bed by her, and a pair of golden mandarin ducks were embroidered on a blanket of red brocade, nervously pulsing in her chest.

A warm gold silk tent, a nice red candle for the night, all seem to tell her that spring night is worth a thousand gold, do not miss this beautiful wedding night of the bridal room.

Jaemin took off his outer clothes, and pressed Seulgi with an evil face.

Seulgi's body trembled, he even forgot to thrash, just stared at his extremely handsome face, and let him open his red dress.

Until the two of them only had a piece of pajamas left, Seulgi curled obediently in his arm, letting his big, cold hand caress his face gently, leaving him with a soft, gentle look, and then it slowly slid down from the cheek to the neck, silent for a while.

"You're so warm..." His voice was seductive, a pair of cold lips slowly approached the ears, and he was breathing heavily.

Seulgi lay in his arms, not daring to move, and he was ready to sacrifice himself again tonight.

Suddenly, her cold lips gently stuck to Seulgi's lips, and suddenly, a strange and familiar touch came to the sky ...

It was the first time Jaemin had kissed Seulgi a thousand years ago, he thought, It was also the first time Jaemin had kissed her.

Because, the ability to kiss is really not flattering, and it is very left behind a thousand years later.

The old teacher came out.

bum bum bum!

Suddenly there was a very discordant knock on the door, which disturbed the comfortable atmosphere in the room where the color of spring gradually rose.

Jaemin froze for a moment, and immediately let go.

As Seulgi raised his eyes, he saw the ice-cold eagle eyes, and a chill suddenly appeared, those eyes could kill people.

"Who?" He faced the door and shouted in a low voice.

Immediately, the voice of the nanny's mother came from outside the door, showing a hint of caution: "Your Majesty, the bride's fire cup fell outside. Just now, I blamed the slave girl for being careless and accidentally damaging the fire cup. Is it comfortable for you to see? Do you want to open the door? Let the servants send in."

Seulgi was startled, and the tension that had calmed down surged again.

When Seulgi was outside, she wore a red headscarf the entire time. According to the habits of the underworld, the nanny mother put a lot of wedding equipment into her hands, and Seulgi did not see anyone fall.

Seulgi looked towards Jaemin, and asked gently with his mouth: "Do you want to open the door?"

She frowned, and whispered: "On the wedding night, the fire cup fell outside, so the nanny's mother wanted to open the door. It doesn't matter if you bring him in."

At that moment, Jaemin lifted the bed of the big red brocade, covered Seulgi, and put half of the golden silk red curtain, and said to Seulgi: "Don't be nervous, I have everything."

Calming, Seulgi watched her calmly get up and walk towards the door, and the heart that Seulgi was carrying slowly fell back into his stomach.

As soon as the pavilion door opened, Jaemin, still wearing white pajamas, stood in front of the nanny's mother, and said indifferently: "Thank you, nanny's mother."

The nanny mother looked surprised, then her face became filled with shame: "Ah! So Your Majesty. He and the concubine are resting, this servant is completely guilty, guilty."

"It's okay." Jaemin said lightly, taking Huo Ruyi out of the hands of the nanny's mother, and closing the door again .

The nanny mother seemed to want to congratulate her, but she was blocked from coming out the door shamefully.