(Abstract: Based on the word "canary," the free combination brought up the idea of "giving a child a canary," which is interesting; Chinese characters are truly fascinating :d)
Keywords: ghost; ancient times; returning characters)
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"Who chose this world?" Li Yuheng asked with a serious expression.
"...Your Highness, what's wrong?" 0090's heart pounded.
Is it because he dislikes women's clothing?
That shouldn't be happening!
It clearly remembered that in the previous world, when Zhou Che praised it for being cute in women's clothing, Li Yuheng was very proud and even boasted to it that if it wore women's clothing, it would definitely be a cosmic-level beauty, because it was wonderful whether it was a man or a woman.
Therefore, 0090, as an excellent subordinate who was well aware of his superiors' intentions and strived for progress, pondered the phrase "be outstanding whether you are a man or a woman" for a long time.
On the surface, the Crown Prince's words were self-praise, but what was his deeper intention?
Was it because the previous tasks were too simplistic and failed to fully showcase his character?
Is it implying that the subordinate needs to broaden their horizons and make more creative arrangements?
You can't just take your boss's words at face value, especially seemingly casual jokes, which often hide real tests.
It must combine the prince's interests with the task requirements, and do it beautifully and exceptionally well.
After careful consideration and taking into account Li Yuheng's past performance, 0090 accurately extracted the core need: the young master needs a stage where he can shine and where the process is never boring.
Therefore, it finally made the decision, carefully selected and finalized the current advanced ancient world, which is set in the "Great Jing Dynasty".
In this world, humans and ghosts coexist. The imperial court has established the Department of Suppressing Spirits, and power struggles sometimes take place not only in the imperial court but also in the netherworld.
It thought that this would not only allow for the reasonable integration of the women's clothing element, but also that its mysterious depth and complexity would be sufficient to match the prince's status and abilities.
It believed that this arrangement was perfect.
"I'm asking you, who chose this world?" Li Yuheng asked again, expressionless.
"...It's randomized by the system," 0090 replied conservatively.
Which system?
"Me." 0090 closed his eyes and steeled his resolve.
"you?"
"Yes, Your Highness."
"The world you chose for me isn't a quick transmigration world at all."
"What, what is that?"
Li Yuheng suddenly gave a thumbs up, "It's a gift from nature!"
"...Whatever makes you happy!"
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Shu Bai, the heir apparent of the Prince of Zhenbei, is a true chosen one of heaven.
He possesses a rare, extremely yang constitution, making him immune to all evil spirits and demons.
From childhood, let alone evil spirits, even ordinary wandering souls would be annihilated if they came within three zhang of him.
This is a good thing.
However, this extremely masculine constitution also brought an embarrassing side effect—febrile diseases.
This fever was not an ordinary fever; it was more like an uncontrollable internal heat that had flared up every night since he came of age, burning him to the bone and causing him great suffering.
Imperial physicians and legendary figures from the martial arts world were all helpless, concluding that it was not an illness, but fate.
Only by finding a person whose birth chart matches their own and who is also of the extreme Yang nature, can Yin be used to draw out Yang, thus achieving harmony.
The Prince of Zhenbei and his wife loved their son dearly and sought out many talented people, eventually inviting a highly skilled Taoist priest.
The sorcerer, named Li Qiyang, spent three days calculating and arrived at a startling conclusion:
"The Crown Prince's destiny is too rare. In this era and even in the past five thousand years, there has been no woman in the world who is compatible with him."
Princess Zhenbei almost fainted on the spot.
Li Qiyang changed the subject, "However... there is indeed one whose birth chart is a perfect match for the Crown Prince, a match made in heaven."
"Who is it? Speak quickly!" the Prince of Zhenbei asked urgently.
"He is a deceased person. His spirit has not dissipated and has transformed into a spiritual body. As for his temperament... according to my observation, he is quite arrogant and proud, and can be described as having the temperament of a 'young lady'."
A deceased person?
ghost?
Is she a "young lady" ghost?
The Prince of Zhenbei and his princess exchanged a glance, showing little hesitation.
"A ghost is a ghost!" The prince slammed his hand on the table. "It's better than my son suffering every night! Master, is it possible to find one?"
"Can."
"Then it's settled!"
Thus, an absurd marriage was made between a living prince and a deceased ghost.
When Shu Bai learned of this, he remained silent for the duration of an incense stick burning.
This world has gone mad.
Or perhaps, he's already gone mad.
ha.
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Inside the bridal chamber, red candles burned brightly.
The flickering candlelight cast a warm yet eerie glow over the festive furnishings in the room.
Shu Bai, dressed in an elaborate bright red wedding gown, stood at the door, somewhat hesitant.
The red bell tied to his ankle jingled crisply and ethereally as he pushed open the door, its sound particularly clear in the excessively quiet night.
Li Qiyang forced this bell on him, saying that only with this bell could he see and touch his "ghost wife".
It was supposed to be tied on the wrist, but Shu Bai looked at the slender red rope and felt awkward about tying it on her wrist, so she simply bent down and tied it on her ankle.
The effect is the same anyway, so out of sight, out of mind.
He took a deep breath and stepped inside.
My gaze immediately fell on the wedding bed covered with a bright red quilt draped with mandarin ducks.
A figure dressed in the same bright red wedding gown sat quietly on the edge of the bed, her head covered with an exquisitely embroidered red veil.
Shu Bai stopped in his tracks, a sudden tightness gripping his heart.
It's not that I'm afraid.
He possesses an extremely yang constitution, naturally capable of overcoming all yin and evil. There is no reason for him to fear ghosts, only ghosts fear him.
However, this scene was far beyond what was imagined.
He, the heir of the Prince of Zhenbei, actually married a ghost wife.
and……
His sparse, white eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
The skeleton of this "ghost wife" seems to be much larger than that of an ordinary woman.
Even when seated, the width of her shoulders and the height of her figure exude an uprightness unlike that of a delicate woman.
At this moment, Li Yuheng, under the veil, was utterly bored.
He accepted his "bride" look well, and even felt that he would look quite elegant in the phoenix coronet and wedding gown.
After all, he considers himself a leading man who is "wonderful whether he's a man or a woman".
Following etiquette, Shu Bai picked up the jade ruyi from the table.
His fingers tightened slightly as he slowly lifted the red veil.
The silk veil slipped down, and candlelight shone in, illuminating the face beneath the veil.
Shu Bai felt a tightness in his chest.
An exceptionally handsome face came into view.
Her eyebrows were naturally dark without being drawn, her lips were naturally red without being touched up, her skin was as white as snow, and her eyes were slightly upturned at the corners, giving her a breathtakingly beautiful appearance.
Indeed...wonderful.
But a sense of incongruity also emerged.
Compared to a woman, the "bride's" features are less gentle and graceful, but more sharp and angular.
Li Yuheng looked up and met Shu Bai's scrutinizing gaze.
He felt smug and thought to himself: "Are you stunned?"
With my looks, even if I were to dress up as a stone, let alone a bride, I would still be the most handsome stone in the Three Realms.
Shu Bai sat down on the edge of the bed covered with a bright red quilt draped with mandarin ducks, one person's distance away from Li Yuheng.
He stood tall and straight, but his fingertips were slightly curled, revealing a hint of unease.
"Ahem," he cleared his throat, his gaze falling on the flickering candlelight in front of him, "I... am also getting married for the first time, so please forgive any differences in etiquette."
After saying that, he gave a very small bow in the direction of Li Yuheng.
Li Yuheng: "..."
He was stunned for a moment, then burst into a thunderous laugh.
Oh my goodness, whose wife is so cute?
Oh! It's his!
With the thought that a leading man should not be impolite, Li Yuheng followed suit, gathered his wide sleeves, and bowed earnestly in the direction of Shu Bai.
His movements were even more precise than those of Shu Bai.
Shu Bai was taken aback when he heard his response.
Seemingly feeling that his previous bow had not fully expressed his sincerity, or that the atmosphere was still awkward, he paused, then bowed again, this time more solemnly.
Without hesitation, Li Yuheng immediately returned the bow, bending even deeper than Shu Bai.
The candlelight flickered, filling the room with a festive red hue.
The groom and his "ghost bride" sat facing each other in silence, exchanging bows as if engaged in a silent contest.
Shu Bai genuinely felt helpless.
No, this "ghost wife" doesn't speak and just keeps bowing to him like this. How is he supposed to start the next transaction?
Is it because you can't speak?
Wait, it won't speak...
Could this "ghost wife" be mute?
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