I and My Husband Sleep in a Coffin

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“They all looked down on me and hated my origin.
Although Shifu took me in, he had never seriously considered me as his apprentice! And those fellow students? Oh they all deserve to die! All of them!”

“Only you, shixiong, only you.
You’ve never isolated me, never looked at me with any disgust.
You selflessly impart everything you’ve learned to me.
When I was young, you even coaxed the timid and shivering me to sleep.”

“Why did this all change….you clearly said that you will stay with me forever, why did it change?!”

There was a sound of twisted laughter and someone questioning in a restrained voice.

But all that doesn’t matter now.
Shixiong must have been wrong, he must’ve misunderstood me.
He was just mistaken.
He actually loves me.
Look how happy he is lying next to me.

Wen Feng Jin raised himself with a smile and started pulling at Mian Deng’s wedding clothes.

“All that doesn’t matter now.
We’re getting married.
I’ve always been dreaming about this day, you also feel the same right? I’m really happy.”

With countless miracle herbs and treasures, the body was preserved so perfectly that it looked alive, seemingly able to open its eyes any minute soon.

The braided waist rope and pearl necklace were removed and set aside by thin and long fingers.
The girdle at the waist and jade beads were scattered all over. 

The red large wedding dress was like an exquisite sweet wrapper and peeling it off will reveal the soft and sweet delicacy inside.

The cold and rigid, yet smooth and slender body was lightly covered by another slightly fresher one.

“Shixiong, you’re really beautiful.
The most beautiful person I’ve ever met.
I’m so happy …you finally belong to me.
Shixiong…”

[lights out and harmonious music]