After Redeeming The Beautiful and Tragic Heroine [Transmigration] - Chapter 15

The barrier shattered, and the sound of Qin Niang’s sobbing spread through the room.

Yu Yuan’s hand under her sleeve clenched. She wanted to dash forward, rip off Qin Niang’s veil, and tell her, “You don’t have to marry him!”

But the door, which had been broken open from the outside, made her wary of acting rashly.

Through the doorway, several figures dressed in large, red wedding robes entered.

These figures had pale, blue-green faces.

Xue Qingshu sent a spiritual message to Yu Yuan, informing her that these were Nightmare Corpses (Yan Shi).

Nightmare Corpses evolved from Shadow Corpses and possessed a certain degree of autonomy compared to their predecessors. They had a bit of a mind.

Like Yu Yuan and her companions, they were bound by the rules of the Nightmare. Therefore, even though they clearly sensed that Yu Yuan’s group was made of living people, they could not attack them in the slightest.

However, if Yu Yuan’s group performed any action that disrupted the Nightmare, the Nightmare Corpses would be freed from the rules and could attack them.

Knowing this, Yu Yuan started to understand why there were no Shadow Corpses in the infirmary.

Given the scale of this wedding party, it seemed that every Shadow Corpse that entered the infirmary was one that had been caught and conscripted into Qin Niang’s Nightmare.

The Nightmare Corpse at the head of the group was dressed as a matchmaker.

Yu Yuan scrutinized it and realized this was the exact same matchmaker who had presided over the Young City Lord’s wedding. She hadn’t expected the woman to be assimilated by a Shadow Corpse and upgraded to a Nightmare Corpse.

The Matchmaker Corpse walked up to Yu Yuan, bowed to her, and spoke in a raspy voice, “Congratulations to the City Lord! This old woman shall now carry the young lady out of her boudoir.”

After speaking, it was as if it had completed a programmed instruction. Disregarding any reaction from Yu Yuan, it walked directly to Qin Niang and, with two other Nightmare Corpses, forcibly hauled the girl onto its back, ready to carry her away.

Yu Yuan watched this scene, her foot instinctively moving forward, wanting to stop the Matchmaker Corpse.

However, the moment the Matchmaker Corpse crossed the threshold with Qin Niang on its back, the scenery around her suddenly changed again.

This was also a wedding chamber.

The difference was that this one was filled with red dates, longans, and peanuts, and there was a faint aroma of steamed cake.

Yu Yuan swallowed, following the scent with her eyes.

Then, she saw a person dressed as a maid enter, carrying a plate of steamed cake, and stand opposite her.

The maid seemed to notice Yu Yuan’s intense gaze.

She coughed, reminding her, “A’Yuan, you can’t eat things in the Nightmare.”

Yu Yuan’s heart sank upon hearing this, and she looked at the maid. “Master?”

Xue Qingshu nodded.

Yu Yuan: …

She lowered her head in embarrassment. For a moment, she thought being a Nightmare Corpse sounded pretty good, at least Nightmare Corpses didn’t suffer social death.

After a subtly quiet moment between them, Yu Yuan looked up again.

She glanced at the steamed cake in Xue Qingshu’s hand, then averted her gaze, adopting a serious expression as she asked, “Master, where is Qin Niang?”

Although her brain was often slow, she could tell this was a bridal chamber.

However, the absence of the main character—the bride—in the massive bridal chamber made Yu Yuan anxious.

After all, if the main character wasn’t here, how was she supposed to break the Nightmare?

Xue Qingshu also heard the unease in Yu Yuan’s voice and replied, “Don’t worry, she’ll be here soon.”

The next second, the door creaked open.

Then, the Matchmaker Corpse, carrying Qin Niang on its back, entered the bridal chamber.

It placed Qin Niang on the bed, then stood up, its eyes sweeping between Yu Yuan and Xue Qingshu for a moment. It chose not to leave, instead standing by Qin Niang and pushing Yu Yuan toward Xue Qingshu.

The two stood side-by-side.

After a moment, Xue Qingshu sent a message: “This is the final stage of the Nightmare.”

Yu Yuan replied, “The final stage?”

She was confused and didn’t understand.

Xue Qingshu turned her head, looked at Yu Yuan, and lowered her eyes to explain, “Nightmares are divided into several stages. When the final stage ends, the Nightmare Corpses will no longer be bound by the Nightmare’s rules and will be able to attack people.”

Yu Yuan frowned, looking at the bride slumped on the wedding bed, who was clearly knocked out. “What about Qin Niang?”

Xue Qingshu replied, “She’ll be devoured by the Nightmare.”

Yu Yuan: …

Devoured by the Nightmare.

Five short words summarizing Qin Niang’s fate.

And potentially her own fate as well.

Yu Yuan raised her head. In front of her was the Matchmaker Corpse, staring at her with narrowed eyes.

It’s just a Nightmare Corpse. Why can’t I take a chance? Yu Yuan told herself inwardly.

Then she quickly rejected herself: Take a chance? If I break the Nightmare with violence, I’ll die even faster.

So, Yu Yuan could only drop her head in frustration and start contemplating what she would look like if she evolved into a Shadow Corpse.

However, before she could think for long, the door was suddenly kicked open, interrupting her thoughts.

Yu Yuan looked up again at the nearly collapsing door of the bridal chamber.

Through the white light, a figure limped across the threshold and immediately fell hard.

Wei Haoran clearly hadn’t gotten used to this body yet.

He shakily climbed up from the ground, propped up his lame leg, and approached the bed.

On the bed, Qin Niang was also startled awake by the noise.

But her hands and feet were tightly bound by the Matchmaker Corpse, so she still couldn’t move an inch or see what was happening outside the red veil.

Outside the bed, Wei Haoran glanced at Qin Niang, then shifted his attention to the three people next to her.

He recognized the matchmaker and confirmed it was a Nightmare Corpse.

As for the people on the left—

He looked at one who was cold and ignored him, and another who avoided his gaze and was covering her mouth to stifle a laugh.

He confirmed them to be Xue Qingshu and Yu Yuan.

Having confirmed his teammates, Wei Haoran coughed, drawing their attention to himself, and sent a message: “Immortal Lord, Young Sect Master, what should we do now?”

He asked for their opinions with sincerity.

But Yu Yuan’s slightly upturned lips froze upon hearing him.

So, the lame groom was Wei Haoran in disguise.

She wondered what felt missing. It turned out she had completely forgotten about him.

However, he was asking her, “What should we do now?” How was she supposed to answer?

She had no idea. She was already planning to lie flat after evolving into a Nightmare Corpse.

But it would be impolite not to answer.

So, Yu Yuan met Wei Haoran’s earnest gaze and shook her head: Don’t look at me, I’m out of options, too.

Receiving Yu Yuan’s signal, the corner of Wei Haoran’s mouth twitched. He turned to Xue Qingshu.

Xue Qingshu: …

She actually really wanted Wei Haoran to be wasted away in this Nightmare.

Unfortunately, besides him, Yu Yuan was also caught in the dream.

Therefore, when Wei Haoran met her gaze, she could only reluctantly share her idea with him.

“You can tell Qin Niang that you two are—”

Faking the marriage.

Xue Qingshu was interrupted before she could finish by the Matchmaker Corpse.

“Young Master, don’t miss the auspicious hour!”

The Matchmaker Corpse shrieked sharply, its voice overriding Xue Qingshu’s.

Immediately after, its withered, wooden hands grabbed Wei Haoran’s head and forcibly turned it towards Qin Niang, urging him, “Young Master, quickly lift the bride’s veil.”

Wei Haoran: .

He tried to break free from the Matchmaker Corpse, but the Corpse’s strength was surprisingly great, pinching his chin painfully.

Furthermore, he realized the Matchmaker Corpse seemed to have cut off his mental connection with Xue Qingshu, preventing him from sending her a message.

Therefore, he was left with only the one path he had considered…

Wei Haoran looked at the bride a foot away from him, hardened his heart, raised his hand, and swiftly lifted her veil.

Then, under Qin Niang’s horrified gaze, he shouted, “You’re just a bastard child! How dare you be worthy of this young master? I’m not marrying you!”

The moment he spoke, the Nightmare shook violently.

At the same time, the Matchmaker Corpse’s pale green skin instantly changed, and thick, black-red viscous liquid began to drip from it.

The Nightmare had actually broken?!

Wei Haoran was momentarily surprised. He also noticed that the Nightmare Corpses were no longer restrained and were rapidly transforming back into Shadow Corpses.

So, he quickly flipped his hand to summon his jade flute, seized the opportunity while the Matchmaker Corpse was distracted, knocked away the hand gripping him, and with a flash, escaped through a crack in the Nightmare.

Wei Haoran selfishly fled.

Behind him, Yu Yuan was entangled by the Matchmaker Corpse, which had halfway transformed into a Shadow Corpse.

The Matchmaker Corpse had long been irritated by Yu Yuan, and having just been ambushed by Wei Haoran, it now exerted all its strength, reaching out to clutch Yu Yuan’s neck, trying to drag her down.

To its surprise, Yu Yuan instantly retaliated with a Corpse Dissolving Talisman, sending it straight to oblivion.

“Master, let’s go.”

Yu Yuan glanced at the place where Wei Haoran had disappeared, muttering a silent curse of “shameless jerk” at him. Then, she tugged on Xue Qingshu’s sleeve, ready to make a run for it.

But unexpectedly, the Nightmare rift that Wei Haoran had used vanished the moment Yu Yuan stepped towards it.

Meanwhile, the other Nightmare rifts were completely surrounded by nearly a hundred howling Shadow Corpses that had barged into the bridal chamber, leaving no opportunity for escape.

Yu Yuan: …

If she actually turned into a Shadow Corpse, Wei Haoran would be the first person she’d bite to death.

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