Achieving A Happy Ending With The Tragic Female Lead [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 85

The surrounding environment was dim and damp, with only the stone bed in the center appearing exceptionally bright and prominent.

Su Mi steadied her mind and took a step toward it. As she moved, the jade pendants and gold and silver accessories hanging from her clothes clashed against each other, emitting a pleasant, crisp jingling sound.

The stone bed was bare, without a single layer of padding. The person lying atop it wore a suit of radiant, shimmering wedding clothes. A red sash was tied around her waist, perfectly outlining her slender figure.

Her face was covered by a layer of translucent red gauze, through which the blurred but delicate features of the person beneath could be faintly seen.

If not for the sight of her breath causing the red gauze to rise and fall slightly, one might have thought the person lying there was not a living being.

Su Mi’s fingertips brushed across the hard stone bed, yet she felt no sensation at all.

The expected coldness was entirely absent, instead, there was a strange power within her body that she could command.

Of the five senses, sight, sound, color (smell), taste, and touch, she was missing three. Only sight and sound remained.

Su Mi raised her eyes to look at the woman lying on the stone bed. She reached out toward the red gauze covering the girl’s face, pinched a corner, and lifted it.

The person revealed could not yet truly be called a woman, as her face still carried a trace of lingering childishness. Her ink-black hair was pressed beneath her like flowing water, shimmering with a faint luster.

The young girl’s lips were pale, and a layer of fine sweat covered her forehead, yet a localized, eerie flush had appeared on her cheeks.

Su Mi’s gaze shifted downward, falling upon the longevity lock hanging around her neck.

Picking it up with her fair fingers, she turned it over to find her name and horoscope (Eight Characters) engraved on the back.

“Qiao Xinyue.”

The familiar face and name caused an uncontrollable joy to sprout in the depths of Su Mi’s heart.

Based on the horoscope calculations, she was only eighteen years old this year.

However…

As Su Mi’s fingertips brushed over the concave engravings of the birth characters, her expression turned solemn.

The Killing Station produces life, and the Seven Killings transform into the Seal.

According to the world information provided by the system, the female protagonist, Qiao Xinyue, was a special existence with a “Pure Yin” horoscope.

The moment she was born, the hospital issued a critical illness notice to her parents. Though she eventually survived with great difficulty, she had been frail and sickly since childhood.

Her doting parents took her to seek medical help from many sources to no avail, and could only raise her with extreme care.

Later, when the whole family returned to their ancestral home to worship their ancestors, they happened upon a person of great ability. That person saw at a glance that Qiao Xinyue would not live past eighteen, and there was only one way to break the curse.

However, the method was somewhat sinister. The expert told Qiao Xinyue to find a “Lord of the Underworld” to marry as a wife, linking their life pulses together. Qiao Xinyue could then borrow the ghost’s aura to continue living in the world.

Qiao Xinyue’s parents believed in science and naturally scoffed at this, thinking the person was just a fraudulent spirit medium.

But as Qiao Xinyue approached her eighteenth birthday, she suddenly fell ill. She would frequently fall into a coma, and despite visiting various hospitals, no cause could be found, let alone a cure.

At their wits’ end, the heartbroken parents thought of the expert from the ancestral home again. Treating it as a last-ditch effort, they brought her back. With the help of that expert, Qiao Xinyue entered into a ghost marriage. She no longer fainted suddenly, and her health grew better and better.

The recovered Qiao Xinyue returned to normal society, successfully entered university, and later joined a photography club where she met the male lead, with whom she shared common interests.

During the summer break, the club members went out together for a field trip. During this time, the male lead frequently showed interest, and the female lead tried to engage with him. Only later did she discover that the man was after her family’s fortune and intended to “eat the dowry” (consume her inheritance). Unfortunately, by the time she knew, it was too late. The man even plotted to destroy the destiny that protected her. Her parents were driven to death by the “Phoenix Man,” leaving her all alone to eventually die in solitude.

And Su Mi was the person or rather, the ghost, who entered into the ghost marriage with Qiao Xinyue in the original story.

Yin and Yang are separated by a boundary, and under normal circumstances, they do not interfere with each other. However, people from the Yin realm inevitably have times when they need to go to the Yang realm. Entering into a ghost marriage contract with a person from the Yang realm is the most convenient way, it is like possessing a passport.

People with “Four Pillars Pure Yin” are extremely rare, but only those with this destiny can withstand ghostly qi.

Furthermore, ghosts have form but no substance, if they have a ghost marriage partner, they gain the opportunity to walk with a physical body in the Yang realm.

The expert who chose the ghost marriage for Qiao Xinyue was not doing this for the first time. They were born with Yin-Yang eyes and could serve as a bridge between the two worlds when necessary.

Regarding the arrangement of ghost marriages, they did not choose just anyone; the primary principle was that it must not harm anyone, and the souls of both parties involved had to be pure.

Moreover, every “ghost” requiring a ghost marriage would be reviewed by the Ghost Domain. The Ghost Domain allowed them to go to the Yang realm mostly because they had important matters to handle.

All things considered, such a ghost marriage could be seen as a mutually beneficial arrangement.

Perhaps because she had lost three of her senses, Su Mi’s remaining two senses were exceptionally sharp.

Her ears twitched slightly as she heard the uncomfortable muffled groans coming from Qiao Xinyue below.

Su Mi returned her focus to the tightly-eyed Qiao Xinyue. The latter’s breathing was faint and short. Su Mi reached out to touch her forehead, but having no sense of touch, she felt nothing.

But the person beneath felt her touch. Her fragile eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she wanted to wake up but could not open her eyes.

Su Mi could sense her current abnormality, but she had no way of knowing the cause.

At that moment, a “pop” sounded from the ground, and a small yellow paper man emerged. It nimbly climbed up Su Mi’s drooping skirt.

“Your Majesty, what do you think this time? Do you want to sign the marriage contract with her?” The little paper man turned its thin body as it spoke, wanting to see what the person who might become the Queen’s wife looked like.

Su Mi gave the paper man a cold glance and, with a flick of her long finger, sent it flying down.

“Get down.”

Her voice seemed to contain a powerful force, vibrating with an invisible might in the air.

The weightless little paper man landed on the ground and rolled several times.

“Oh dear, oh dear! It wasn’t my idea to ask. Auntie Meng told me to ask. Auntie Meng also said if you keep being so picky, she’s going to quit!”

Su Mi raised her finger slightly and then lowered it. An invisible force pressed the little paper man directly back into the ground. At the same time, an invisible barrier rapidly expanded outward from her feet as the center.

She placed this area completely under her control, ensuring no one would come to disturb them again.

Having done all this, Su Mi looked back at Qiao Xinyue. The sweat on the latter’s forehead seemed to have increased. Her pale lips were slightly parted, and the tip of her reddened tongue could be seen resting quietly inside.

Su Mi wiped away the sweat seeping from her forehead. Her slender fingers, still carrying a hint of scrutinizing intent, brushed over her brow bone.

Feeling that coolness, Qiao Xinyue became particularly restless. She craved more to help suppress the painful, feverish sensations.

Qiao Xinyue felt her consciousness being blurred by the heat. She faintly remembered the words the old Ancestress had said to her.

Don’t be afraid… be… be proactive.

Thinking this, Qiao Xinyue found the strength from somewhere to raise her hand and grasp the hand that had been stroking her features. It felt icy like jade, but not as hard as jade, it was much softer.

It felt cool and comfortable against her palm.

She struggled to open a slit of her eyes and saw the reddish-gold belt around the person’s waist. Looking up, she saw a stretch of fair, beautiful skin and red lips that exuded a cold elegance.

Further up, the face began to blur, but the cold silence radiating from the person seeped deep into her eyes.

This dream is so real.

Su Mi noticed her gaze, her fingertips pausing slightly, and her eyes softened a bit.

She leaned in, propping her hand beside Qiao Xinyue’s waist, looking down at her from above.

Su Mi bit the tip of her own tongue, lifted Qiao Xinyue’s chin with one hand, and lowered her head to kiss her.

Facing this intimate contact, Qiao Xinyue appeared green and unskilled. She could only forcedly part her lips to accept this somewhat bloody kiss.

A cool liquid with a hint of sweetness was swallowed by her.

Su Mi entwined her tongue with the other’s, suddenly capturing it. After a moment’s hesitation, she ultimately bit down on it as well.

“Mm!” Qiao Xinyue threw her head back in pain, tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes, only to be wiped away by icy fingertips.

Stung by the pain, Qiao Xinyue instinctively tried to move away, but she was pinned down firmly.

Su Mi licked the wound on the tip of her tongue as if to comfort her. She had no sense of taste and could not perceive the flavor, but after swallowing it, she held the tip of the other’s tongue and licked it gently until the wound was completely smoothed away.

At the same time, her fingers had already landed on the collar of Qiao Xinyue’s neck, hooking it gently with a curved finger.

Qiao Xinyue’s complexion was now rosier than before, and her furrowed brows relaxed slightly, as if she were no longer in such distress.

Su Mi lifted her head slightly, her clear jawline tightening. Seeing a trace of blood remaining on the corner of Qiao Xinyue’s lips, she reached out to wipe it away. “Do you know what I am going to do next?”

Qiao Xinyue frowned below her, a dazed look in her half-closed eyes. She first nodded, then shook her head.

However, she soon found out.

The finger hooking the clothes applied a bit of force, revealing a small section of her beautiful collarbone.

Her fingertips tapped the belt bound around Qiao Xinyue’s waist, and the belt immediately loosened its restraint.

The complicated outer garments were peeled away bit by bit, revealing fair skin.

The cold sensation moved from top to bottom. Although Qiao Xinyue was not fully conscious, she knew she should escape from the things that made her instinctively afraid.

Unfortunately, the moment she moved, Su Mi would tightly squeeze her waist, bringing the two of them closer together.

“You… you’re holding too tight…” Qiao Xinyue protested, feeling as though her waist were about to be broken.

At this moment, she would sometimes remember the words of the old Ancestress, and at other times feel that this dream was frighteningly real. For a moment, she didn’t know what she was doing or saying.

“Can you be a bit gentler?”

Su Mi currently had no sense of touch and found it difficult to control her strength, so she immediately eased her grip.

Simultaneously, she cut her own fingertip, and blood immediately spread out.

Su Mi lowered her head to catch Qiao Xinyue’s lips, kissing and grinding against them incessantly until the other’s breathing became disordered.

Su Mi placed her finger on Qiao Xinyue’s chest. Every stroke she made flashed with a red light, and subsequently, the bloodstain sank into the skin and vanished.

Furthermore, several red threads spread from her heart, landing on the ring finger of Qiao Xinyue’s left hand and wrapping around it, eventually forming a translucent, blood-colored jade ring.

Su Mi picked up her hand to look, seeing the jade ring fit snugly against Qiao Xinyue’s knuckle, and a smile appeared on her lips.

After finishing the final stroke, the wound on Su Mi’s fingertip disappeared, but she did not stop. Instead, she continued writing further down, eventually stopping at a certain point.

Just as a portion was submerged, the tears at the corners of Qiao Xinyue’s eyes flowed out as if they cost nothing.

She curled her body, trying to hide, her whole person trembling with fear.

Su Mi frowned slightly. “Don’t cry.”

The retracted fingertip was still stained with a bit of crystal moisture.

Qiao Xinyue didn’t know what was wrong with her, but she actually asked: “Are you not going to continue?”

Su Mi was silent for a moment. “Perhaps you are still too young. Wait until you are a bit older.”

The muddled Qiao Xinyue heard these words and could only understand the layer of meaning that she was stopping for now.

“You really are a good person.”

Su Mi chuckled softly.

Qiao Xinyue felt herself getting sleepier and sleepier. On the verge of losing consciousness, she asked the doubt in her heart.

“Who are you?”

Su Mi leaned down close to her ear and whispered: “My name is Su Mi, and I am your wife.”