Dead My Foot, Hubby, Here I Come!

The rain fell over a fresh grave.

Gu Chen was standing alone under a black umbrella. He was staring at the tombstone. Three words were carved on it.

(Mo Xue. Beloved Wife.)

Beloved?

This woman cheated on him countless times. She lied to him every time. And he never said anything. Everyone told him to divorce her, but he never did. He doesn't know the reason why he still loved her after everything she did to him. He was deceived so many times by her but, anyway it doesn't matter anymore. She was dead, and he was the only one standing at her funeral.

No family. No friends. All the people she choosed over him, none of them were present. Just him.

"Goodbye, Xue," he said and walked away without looking back.

He entered his car and shut his eyes. Gripping the wheel hard, holding back his tears. Suddenly his phone buzzed and he checked it. It was from the housekeeper.

"Sir, madam's portrait just arrived, should I asked them to send it back?"

He sighed. Weeks ago, before she died, Mo Xue forced him to customize a huge portrait of herself. She wanted to hang it inside her bedroom.

He texted back.

"Hang it inside her room" and dropped his phone, I will make her last wish come true. He thought and ignited the engine before driving away.

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The house was silent when he got home. He walked straight to his bedroom, removed his jacket, threw it on the sofa, walked to his bed, and laid on the bed to sleep, without changing his clothes. He was very exhausted. It was obvious.

Meanwhile, inside Mo Xue's room, a light started, it started as a tiny spark in the corner of the portrait, then suddenly it started spreading, like water soaking into paper, until the whole painting glowed silver and the painted eyes of Mo Xue blinked.

Far away, in a realm no mortal eye could see, a woman was being dragged.

Su Ning did not struggle, even as the guards dragged her before the Immortal Court, and as her own father read her sentence, she stood tall with her chin high.

Why should she be afraid? She did nothing wrong.

"Su Ning of the Ninth Palace," the Elder said. "You killed a man without thinking twice."

"I killed a man who beat up my sister and slept with another woman in her sight, that is outrageous," Su Ning answered. "If i reincarnate a million times. I would do it again. But this time, i would chop him into pieces."

"Enough! You unfial child, He was still a member of the Ling Clan. Your brother in law!, you beheaded him just like that, and you don't even have a sense of remorse. You have totally disgraced this family."

"He disgraced himself the moment he cheated on her. But everyone of you are blind to see it, and as a father, you don't even have a sense of justice!, what a father you are."

No one argued with her after that. They opened the Void and pushed her in.

Su Ning expected darkness. But instead, she felt herself falling through light, spinning through colors, until everything turned black.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself inside a luxurious room, strange.

This place looks like the mortal world, was I banished here or giving a second chance to live better? She thought.

She slowly walked around the room with practiced grace, her hands behind her. And suddenly she halted, took two step back and stared into the mirror.

Her eyes widened. What the hell? She touched her face and paused, then turned her head to look at the large painting in the room.

The painting's face was gone, leaving only the whole body in the portrait.

I transmigrated into a face?

She stared back at the face and sighed. I'm the most powerful princess of the Ninth Palace, just a mortal, there is absolutely nothing I, Su Ning can't have a knowledge of.

She shut her eyes and the memories came into her mind one after another, for several minutes and paused. She slowly opened her eyes and her eyeballs glowed slightly.

Mo Xue, born into a poor family, married to Gu Chen to repay a family debt, pampered by her husband, yet she went ahead, cheating on him with countless men outside, and didn't even bother to hide it.

She even dares to support young men outside, with her husband's money. Recently had a terrible accident and died yesterday?

Just fucking kill me! I just got banished for killing a cheater and now I'm wearing a cheater's face?

She sat down angrily, luckily I didn't inherit her disgusting body. She thought. How could her husband still... HUSBAND. Wait, so I'm now a married woman?

In three hundred years of her life, she never wanted one. Romance always seemed like something foolish that her sisters and other people chased.

But now, as a mortal, she felt a little bit of curiosity.

She walked out and looked around the house, mortal world, she never imagined she would also experience been a mortal.

She got to the master bedroom and pushed the door open quietly.

Gu Chen was asleep on his bed. She walked over and glance at him. Dark hair. Sharp jaw. Broad shoulders.

She bit her lower lips. What a handsome perfect man! My sisters always grinned like fools when they see a handsome guy, now I understand the feeling.

"Well," she said to herself, smiling. "since fate has already given me a husband, I might as well explore."

She climbed beside him, But Gu Chen was so tired, he didn't even wake up.

She wrapped her arms around him and pressed herself closer, resting her head on his chest, the way she imagined a loving wife would.

Gu Chen shifted slightly in his sleep but did not wake up. Su Ning closed her eyes, and let sleep pull her in.

Morning light crept through the curtains.

Gu Chen woke up and tried to sit up. Then he felt a soft arm pressing against him. Someone was hugging him.

He froze. Then turned his head, and his face darkened.

Mo Xue was lying beside him, arms wrapped around him, smiling peacefully in her sleep. The same face he watched several times before she was buried yesterday.

"Mo... Xue?"

Her eyes fluttered open. She looked at him and slowly sat up, still a bit sleepy.

"Hubby, you're awake." she said.

Gu Chen's eyes widened. Was he hallucinating? His dead wife was in his bed. Smiling, and calling him hubby?

Ghost!