Xia Yan opened his eyes again. He had been put on a bright red wedding dress. I don't know if it was because of his eyesight, but the beautiful patterns on the wedding dress seemed to be floating quietly.

He looked around and found that he was sitting in a rickety sedan chair, and the sound of suona could be heard outside the sedan chair.

This scene was like a dream. Xia Yan didn't know where he would be taken. He carefully lifted a corner of the curtain and saw only large swaths of Bana flowers and a clear river. There was also a row of people standing by the river. The gray ghosts seemed to be waiting in line for something.

Is this the legendary Wangchuan River?

Isn't he...dead?

Xia Yan panicked. At this moment, the sedan chair suddenly stopped.

The next second, Lu Bingwen lifted the curtain with his slender fingers, looked at Xia Yan with his deep and gloomy eyes, and said, "Are you awake?"

Xia Yan nodded.

"You fainted when we crossed the border just now." Lu Bingwen stretched out his hand to him and said in a deep voice, "We are here, come down."

Xia Yan didn't understand what crossing the boundary meant. He hesitated for a few seconds before putting his hand on Lu Bingwen's palm and letting him hold him out.

He stood next to Lu Bingwen, looked at the unfamiliar environment, and asked cautiously: "Ge...Ge, where is this place?"

"This is the underworld."

Xia Yan's eyes filled with tears. He thought to himself that he had indeed died, and died inexplicably. He didn't even have time to say goodbye to his family and friends. After death, he would have to live with his ghost husband who seemed very cold.

Xia Yan's eyes seemed to be about to burst into tears in the next second. Lu Bingwen looked at him confused and said, "What's wrong?"

"Am I dead?" Xia Yan asked in a low voice, "Did you kill me?"

"You are not dead." Lu Bingwen held Xia Yan's left hand, "This is the place where I usually live. It would be perfect for you to marry me and come to the underworld."

When Xia Yan heard that he was not dead, he held back her tears instantly.

But he soon realized another problem. Can ordinary ghosts take humans freely through the underworld?

He boldly asked: "Ge, what the hell are you?"

Lu Bingwen led Xia Yan into a courtyard with red lanterns hanging on it. The buildings here were square and the windows of all the rooms were covered with blessing words.

The yard was lit up by red lanterns. A gust of wind rustled the flowers, and golden pollen lifted and floated. Lu Bingwen, lost in thought, reflected the beauty of the moment in his deep eyes.

"Me?" Lu Bingwen's deep eyes showed no emotion, "I have an official position in the underworld. I occasionally pick up lonely ghosts to eat, but I have never eaten anyone."

Xia Yan was a little confused and asked in a trembling voice: "Are you... are you an official of Hades... a ghost official?"

Lu Bingwen raised the corners of his lips, wanting to tease Xia Yan, and said, "As madam said yes, of course it is."

Xia Yan thought to himself --Liu Laodao his husband works in the underworld, no wonder he is so powerful.

"The auspicious time has come~" the male servant in the yard shouted, "The newlyweds worship heaven and earth!"

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to Gaotang!"

"Couple greetings!"

Lu Bingwen did not worship heaven and earth or Gao Tang. He let go of Xia Yan's hand and stood opposite Xia Yan, looking at his human wife in silence.

Xia Yan is ignorant, with cold and beautiful facial features. His slender waist is outlined by his wedding dress. The bright red silk accentuated Xia Yan's snow-white skin and his raven black hair.

Xia Yan didn't know what to do. Just when he lowered his head and planned to bow to Lu Bingwen, Lu Bingwen supported him.

Lu Bingwen said: "Wait a minute."

Xia Yan looked at Lu Bingwen confused.

"I said I would protect you for the rest of my life, and I will naturally protect you for the rest of my life, but I have a condition," Lu Bingwen said, "You must be loyal to me."

Lu Bingwen's tone was not serious, but Xia Yan still felt it like a threat.

He was aware that he would have died long ago if Lu Bingwen hadn't protected him. Despite not knowing the reason behind Lu Bingwen's desire to marry him, he had to get married to survive.

He nodded obediently and said, "I know."

"Couple greetings!"

This time, Lu Bingwen and Xia Yan bowed to each other in a tacit understanding, and they could be said to respect each other as if they were guests.

Lu Bingwen is polite and elegant and looks like a normal human, except his body temperature is very low.

He always has the appearance of an older, superior person, aloof and meticulous, which makes Xia Yan unable to guess his thoughts, and that makes him a little nervous.

After worshiping, Lu Bingwen led Xia Yan into the bedroom in the middle of the house with the word "happy".

Lu Bingwen closed the door and motioned for Xia Yan to sit down.

Seeing that Xia Yan was in shock, he said, "Do you want a drink of water?"

Xia Yan sat on the edge of the bed, raised her eyes, and said, "Yes, I want it."

Lu Bingwen poured him a cup of tea. Xia Yan took it and said softly: "Thank you."

Lu Bingwen picked up the wine bottle on the table and poured two glasses of wine into the white jade porcelain cups.

There was no sound of the suona outside the door, and the room was so eerily silent that it seemed like you could hear a pin-drop sound.

Xia Yan held the teacup and took a sip of hot tea, finally feeling relieved.

He thought to himself --the next step of worshiping...could it be entering the bridal chamber?

Can humans and ghosts enter the bridal chamber?

Xia Yan paused while holding the tea cup and raised his head to look at Lu Bingwen who was drinking.

Lu Bingwen opened the top button of his wedding dress and said, "You don't seem to have a good drinking tolerance."

Yes, on the day of the birthday party, Xia Yan was a little drunk after drinking three glasses of beer. He has low alcohol tolerance, so when he was drunk, he found a place to sleep by himself.

Xia Yan didn't know why Lu Bingwen knew this, but the next second, Lu Bingwen drank a glass of wine, then held Xia Yan's chin and gave him a sip of strong liquor.

The mellow liquor exploded between Xia Yan's lips and teeth. Xia Yan choked on the strong liquor and coughed several times, and the corners of her eyes turned red again.

"But you'd better drink a little tonight."

Although Lu Bingwen still looked cold and distant, Xia Yan always felt that the way Lu Bingwen looked at him contained some traces of lust that he couldn't understand.

"Can I ask...why me?" Xia Yan looked at the man in front of her, "Why do you want to marry me?"

"You and I are married by horoscopes." Lu Bingwen said calmly, "Cultivation with you will be beneficial to my cultivation."

Dual cultivation...does that mean doing that kind of thing too?

Xia Yan was stunned for a moment and whispered: "No way, no way."

His unusual appearance was somewhat endearing. Lu Bingwen raised the corners of his mouth, gently pinched Xia Yan's chin, and said, "Madam, the right time has come. Let's consummate the marriage."

Xia Yan was shocked and said: "Huh?"

The bright red curtain was slowly lowered. Lu Bingwen did not blow out the candles but looked at Xia Yan's misty eyes with the dim candlelight in the room.

With a gentle push from him, Xia Yan fell to the ground.

Xia Yan wanted to sit up, but his wrists were restrained and he couldn't move. His eyelashes trembled like a small black butterfly. He said, "Wait a minute...otherwise...let's wait until the fifteenth day for the moon to be full again. The moon will be full on the fifteenth day"

Lu Bingwen said: "I think I am considered conservative in your human society by waiting until the wedding night."

"In our human society, boys can only get married when they are 22 years old... Ugh!"

Sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world.

Li Gui saved his life, so he naturally wanted to be rewarded.

He just didn't expect that the reward would be himself.

Lu Bingwen raised his eyebrows and asked him, "Don't want to?"

Xia Yan shook his head, knowing in his heart that after getting married, this would happen sooner or later.

He reached out and gently grabbed Lu Bingwen's chest and said softly: "...Ge, then you have to be gentle to me."

That night, Xia Yan was like a bird trapped in a cage. His tears fell on the soft pillows, and damp sheets, in Lu Bingwen's arms.

Lu Bingwen kissed away the tears from the corners of Xia Yan's eyes, leaned into his ear, and asked, "Xia Yan, have you always cried like this?"

He didn't know whether he was in pain or pleasure. He only remembered that the body holding him was cold, but his body had never been so hot.

As for the polite Mr. Lu, only his kisses were gentle. After that, he showed his fierce side. Even if Xia Yan's tears fell on his shoulders, Lu Bingwen would not let him go.

Before he fainted, Xia Yan was still thinking whether it would be more honorable to be killed by Lu Bingwen in a bed, or whether it would be more honorable to be killed by other evil spirits.

Lu Bingwen stared at the sleeping Xia Yan next to him, covered Xia Yan with a thin quilt, and played with the string of beads on Xia Yan's wrist with endless interest.

Xia Yan is also like a precious jade, fragile and precious.

It seems like it will break if you apply even the slightest amount of force.

Lu Bingwen put a jade ring on Xia Yan's left ring finger and then interlocked his fingers with Xia Yan's.

When Xia Yan woke up again, it was already a sunny afternoon, he found himself on his bed.

His whole body ached like it was falling apart, and the culprit had disappeared.

Xia Yan was extremely tired. He hugged the pillow aggrievedly and wanted to change his position and sleep again.

At this moment, Xia Yan received a message from Xiao Qiao: Yanyan, where have you been? Roll call for this class! Crystal Building 201, come quickly.

Xia Yan then remembered that there was the first class of the semester this afternoon - the dean's advanced mathematics.

It's already one o'clock, and there will be a class at two o'clock.

Xia Yan got up from bed and took a quick shower, only to find that his body had been washed clean.

His cheeks were slightly red, and he didn't know if Lu Bingwen washed him.

At this time, he discovered that there was an extra ring on his ring finger. He took off the jade ring and looked at it carefully. The flower of the underworld was engraved on the front of the ring, and the word "Bingwen" was engraved on the back.

Wearing this ring, Xia Yan felt a bit more married.

To cover the mottled hickeys on his neck, Xia Yan put on a long-sleeved shirt on a hot day, but because he had a low fever, he didn't feel hot.

When he arrived in the classroom, the professor had already started giving lectures.

Xia Yan quietly sat in the last row, opened a page of the book, listened carefully for a while despite her physical discomfort, and also did a few exercises.

But his back ached, he was sleepy, and his body was getting hotter and hotter.

After not holding on for long, he tilted his head and lay on the table, closing his eyes.

He didn't know that Lu Bingwen was sitting next to him at that moment.

Seeing Xia Yan frowning in discomfort, Lu Bingwen reached out and touched Xia Yan's hot forehead.

Xia Yan vaguely felt a cold hand on his forehead soothing him, easing the pain of his fever. He rubbed the hand and heard someone calling him again.

"Xia Yan, come up and write this question on the blackboard."

The old professor did not have a good impression of Xia Yan who fell asleep in the first class. The whole classroom fell silent, and the students in the front row were all watching the show.

Xia Yan stood up and didn't know which question to write on the blackboard.

But at this moment, a finger gently pointed at the fourth question in the textbook, with a jade ring on his hand.

Xia Yan was stunned. He clearly remembered that there was no one on his right just now.

He looked to his right with his peripheral vision. Lu Bingwen was sitting next to him in perfect attire, seemingly accompanying him in class. No one but him could see his caring husband.