I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

"what!"

Maybe this is the desire to survive, this time I shouted out.

My shout made the body pressing on me startle slightly. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I raised my head and bit hard.

I bit a piece of cloth, bit it and pulled it.

"Snapped!"

A thin voice fell, and a pair of fiery red eyes broke into my sight instantly.

Fiery red eyes!

Perhaps no one has ever dared to do this before. A trace of panic and confusion flashed in those fiery red eyes.

"Ah, um..."

My mouth was sealed by a pair of cold lips, and his hands were released and pressed tightly on top of my head. He pressed me heavily.

Then, my lips felt numb, and then streams of blood flowed out of my lips.

Slowly, I forgot about fear and struggle. To be precise, I had completely lost the ability to struggle.

*****

It smells so good, such a comfortable floral scent.

I opened my eyes and looked around blankly.

Luxurious and low-key decoration, expensive furniture, huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

The breeze gently lifted the embroidered curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows. From this gap, I saw an unnamed flower vine outside the window.

Presumably that fragrance comes from the fragrance of those flower vines.

Is such a beautiful place a paradise?

In confusion, I felt someone approaching from behind, so I turned around quickly.

I don’t know when, there was a girl beside me.

"Young lady, are you awake?" Seeing me waking up, the girl hurriedly poured me a glass of water.

I didn't dare to take the girl's water and looked at her warily, "Where am I? Who are you?"

"Young mistress, this is Beiming's house. You are in the north building of the house now. The young master lives in the south building. I am here to take care of Xiaoyue specifically for you."

I didn't hear the second half of the girl's words clearly. When she said that I was still at Beiming's house, I felt extremely desperate.

I would rather be like Beimingyu's previous five wives, either crazy or dead. Nothing happens now, which means that I will be sent to Beimingyu in the future.

With flaming red eyes and a strange cry, who is Bei Mingyu, or in other words, is he a human?

I woke up in the evening, and probably saw that my body was still relatively weak, so the housekeeper asked someone to bring dinner to my bedside, but I was in no mood to eat at this time.

After nightfall, the girl who took care of me was still there. She found a bedding and spread it on the floor in front of the bed. She said she wanted to stay with me, but in fact I understood that she was watching over me.

After the girl fell asleep on the floor in front of my bed, I also fell asleep uneasily.

The room was very quiet with the lights off, and we could hear each other's breathing.

"Your name is Xiaoyue?" I asked softly.

"Yes!" Xiaoyue immediately got up from the ground and came to me, "Young mistress, is there anything you want Xiaoyue to do?"

"No, you can go to sleep." I originally just wanted to confirm the name of the little maid, but now she has given her name. In fact, I do have a doubt in my heart that I want to ask, but I don't dare to ask.

Xiaoyue was a very good little maid. She returned to her place and lay down.

After lying down, Xiaoyue probably understood my hesitation, and she suddenly got up: "Young mistress, do you have any questions to ask me?

"That..." I hesitated for a moment, and finally took a deep breath before saying, "What is that?"

"What is that thing?" Xiaoyue probably thought my question was incomprehensible, with a confused look on her face.

"That's your young master. Is he a 'ghost'? Or some kind of monster?"

Although that kind of marriage is ridiculous, I have heard of it because my grandmother in the countryside is a half-immortal.

The way things are now, Bei Mingyu and I don't know if they are the same.

"Young Mistress!" As soon as I finished speaking, Xiaoyue immediately glanced at the door, then ran to me and said nervously, "You are not allowed to discuss the young master at home. If the housekeeper finds out, we will be in trouble!"

"Why?" He didn't even ask. Is Beiming Yu really a ghost?

While I was talking, I was so shocked that I broke out in a cold sweat. Yes, even though I just saw Bei Mingyu's eyes at that time, how could an ordinary person look like that? If it wasn't a ghost, it would be something else.

"Young mistress, there is no reason, so don't ask!" Xiaoyue walked back to her seat and lay down.

Xiaoyue stopped answering, and I couldn't ask again, but just like Xiaoyue's reaction, Beimingyu's identity became more mysterious and terrifying. What exactly is Beimingyu.

If he is really a ghost, how should I live the rest of my life?

No wonder the first few wives went crazy.

As for me, it's all a matter of time.

"Master..." Xiaoyue, who was lying on the ground for a long time, suddenly said, "Master, he is neither a ghost nor a monster."

"Not a monster, not a ghost?" I have seen it with my own eyes. Such a person is not a ghost or a monster. He is a liar.

I won’t tell you what the disease is.

Red eyes may also be caused by disease, but what about the blood in the eyes?

There should be no one in this world who is so bored as to bleed from his eyes.

And, he sucked my blood.

"Yes, the young master is a human being just like us, but his body is a little special."

"The young master is not scary. When he is not sick, he is so handsome and gentle." Xiaoyue murmured to herself, accompanied by a strong sense of regret.

"Why did your young master become ill?"