"Son-in-law is really strong!"

After packing up the bloody silk, Cui'er tucked Zhang Haotian's biceps with her hands and exclaimed.

Why!

He was teased by a female ghost!

"Son-in-law, my wife asked you to the back flower courtyard!"

After Zhang Haotian was dressed neatly, a maid wearing pink clothes came in and said respectfully.

Not to mention Mo Xue's beautiful beauty, just the maids in this yard are all very beautiful.

No matter how good it looks, Zhang Haotian dares not provoke him.

What a ghost consumes energy!

Last night, Zhang Haotian didn't know how much energy he lost to Mo Xue, the stunning female ghost.

If Zhang Haotian can't hold on for half an hour, his vitality will be greatly extinguished.

One night, I kept fighting and constantly exhaling my energy.

Fighting and defeating repeatedly, and fighting again and again.

Anyway, it was not until dawn that Zhang Haotian fell asleep tiredly.

A female ghost was so tired that a group of female ghosts could not kill him.

Originally, Zhang Haotian was proud of his talent!

Now……

Who knows who marry a female ghost wife?

My health was a little worse. This night passed and it really killed him.

Under Cui'er's leadership, Zhang Haotian walked to the back garden.

Didn’t you say that you would get up early to make breakfast for yourself?

Why did you suddenly ask yourself to go to the back garden to see her?

Although he was confused, Zhang Haotian couldn't ask Cui'er who was walking in front of him.

As for escaping...

Come on, Zhang Haotian suspected that he could not beat the female ghost maid named Cui'er in front of him.

A beautiful figure is wearing a light white palace outfit, but the elegant part has a bit of superb temperament.

The wide skirt is winding behind her, elegant and luxurious, with black jade-like black hair, simply tied a flying fairy bun, and a few plump and round pearls are casually embellished between her hair, making the dark cloud-like hair look softer, brighter and more moist.

Standing under the golden ginkgo tree in the morning, standing gracefully.

The golden fallen leaves falling in the sky, standing among them, she looks like a fairy.

This woman is Mo Xue.

At this time, Zhang Haotian walked to her side, circled around the people, and teased, "Oh, is it good to have a wild lady with her husband?"

Mo Xue looked up when she heard the sound and stared at him coldly: "You are not Zhang Lang!"

Zhang Haotian's pupils suddenly shrank into a vertical line, and his heart sank.

Damn it!

Still exposed!

Zhang Haotian's expression changed, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "My surname is Zhang, why isn't Zhang Lang?"

I met her, and I entered the same room, and also gained her innocence.

The so-called couple’s kindness for a hundred days is like this. She shouldn’t kill herself, right?!

Probably not?

Otherwise, there would be no need to be so troublesome, just let Wu Bo or Cui'er kill him.

"Do you want to die?"

Although the sound was as crisp as a bell, Zhang Haotian could not hear a trace of murderous intent.

Stay stable!

Zhang Haotian’s heart is very calm!

"Madam, what's so unlucky about this morning? I'm hungry. Let's go to have a meal!"

Zhang Haotian was calm and composed. Not only did he not look panic and fear on his face, he even stepped forward to hold her slender jade hand as white as snow.

"Let go!"

Mo Xue broke away from Zhang Haotian's big hand and looked at him angrily and said sadly: "You are not my Zhang Lang at all. Why do you lie to me, why do you marry me, why do you have to marry me, why do you have to... why do you ruin my innocence..."

It has been five hundred years, and I have been waiting for this chasing treasury for five hundred years.

I thought I finally waited for my Zhang Lang.

Five hundred years of waiting, five hundred years of desire!

I finally fulfilled my long-cherished wish to marry Zhang Lang, got married with Zhang Lang, and got into the same room.

Everything, everything is so beautiful!

But when I woke up in the morning, Mo Xue was stunned when she saw the person beside her pillow!

He has no birthmark on his arm, a heart-shaped birthmark!

He is not his Zhang Lang at all!

I actually got married to a man who looks the same as me, Zhang Lang, and gave him his innocence that he had been guarding for more than 500 years!

Mo Xue is going crazy!

After waiting for five hundred years, the result is...

Mo Xue wanted to break into pieces by this man who deceived his feelings and his body, but his hands raised could not fall.

Looking at Mo Xue who was angry and embarrassed, Zhang Haotian felt even more stable.

What does this mean?

This shows Mo Xue’s inner contradiction.

That's what a woman is like. As long as she gets married and enters the bridal chamber, she will accept this man who has entered her body in her heart, no matter whether she likes this man or not.

Thinking of this, Zhang Haotian couldn't help but sneer.

"What are you laughing at? Is it funny how I cry?"

Hearing Zhang Haotian's laughter, Mo Xue was stunned for a moment, and looked up and glanced at Zhang Haotian coldly.

He was so heartbroken, he...he could still laugh.

asshole!

Big bastard!

Zhang Haotian was physically and mentally happy, and hugged Mo Xue directly and said, "Okay, don't think about those who have it or not. You are the wife I married in the church. From now on, you will be my wife Zhang Haotian and Zhang Daren. You are my life and my ghost in your life. From now on, you can only have me, Zhang Lang in your heart, and there is no other Zhang Lang..."

"you!"

Mo Xue stared at him with cold eyes.

"Call husband!"

Zhang Haotian said with a look in front of her.

"snort!"

Seeing this, Mo Xue snorted lightly, her expression returned to cold and said, "Don't go too far? If it weren't for your descendant, I...I'll kill you with one palm now?"

"He... his descendants?"

Zhang Haotian was stunned for a moment and looked at him incredibly.

She...is actually the old lover of her ancestors? How is this possible?

Before Zhang Haotian could finish speaking, Mo Xue turned around and slapped it out with a palm.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Zhang Haotian flew out more than a hundred meters and fell into the pond in the backyard.

"It seems to be a little heavy."

Mo Xue frowned slightly, then stepped out and appeared in the pond to rescue Zhang Haotian who was unconscious.

"Miss……"

At this moment, Uncle Wu appeared beside Mo Xue.

"Uncle Wu, please take him out!"

Mo Xue squatted down and said to Uncle Wu after gently stroked Zhang Haotian's face for a while.

"Miss..."

Mo Xue directly interrupted Wu Bo and said, "This may be God's will. I have been waiting for five hundred years. I didn't wait for Zhang Lang, but I waited for his descendants. What's even more ridiculous is that I even got married to his descendants and entered the bridal chamber."

"He has a face that is exactly the same as Zhang Lang, but he is much stronger than Zhang Lang, and he is talented than Zhang Lang, and can write poetry!"

"Ten years of life and death are in vain, and you will never forget it without thinking; you will have no place to talk about desolation in the lonely grave thousands of miles away. Even if you meet, you will not recognize it. Your face is covered with dust and your temples are like frost."

"I came to You Meng at night and suddenly returned home. The window was dressing up. I looked at each other without saying a word, but only tears flowed thousands of times. I expected that the heartbreaking place every year, the moonlit night, the short pine hill."
Chapter completed!