Bundled Live Broadcast: I told you not to go too crazy!

Shi Yunan finished reading the chronicle in silence, feeling very uncomfortable. He lowered his head and put the diary back into the drawer.

It was getting dark outside at some point. He lit the candles in the room and looked around.

Okay, I won’t sleep here tonight.

Thinking this in my heart, I went out directly. Xiao Cui came out from the corner and said, "Young Madam, please wash up."

Uh, it seems like I haven’t washed for a long time?

Then Shi Yunan happily followed Xiao Cui to wash up. After asking everyone else to leave, he sighed comfortably and sat in the bathtub drowsy.

: Damn, why is the live broadcast still censored?

: That’s right, is there anything that a distinguished VIP like me cannot see?

: Wife, wife, slurp, slurp

[I am the Queen and I have given 10 stones to you, the crazy anchor]

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In another live broadcast room, a handsome young man was being chased by a female ghost in a red wedding dress.

The other party's shrill voice, ferocious face, and close distance were all terrifying.

: Compared with the anchor over there, is it too comfortable over there?

: I just came back from there, and everyone there is already taking a comfortable bath

: Damn, do ghosts also get treated differently?

The handsome young man was so envious that he almost shed tears when looking at the barrage of comments. He thought about how he was being chased by the wedding dress ghost and had to crawl through dog holes, climb walls, go to the toilet, and sleep under the bed in a panic, while others were actually in the mood to enjoy a bath.

Just thinking about it makes me shed tears.

"Hahaha, run, why don't you run anymore?" The face of the ghost girl in the wedding dress suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes. Her face was blue-gray, her eyeballs were bulging, two streams of blood and tears were flowing down, and her big red lips were smiling at him.

"Ah!" He was so scared that he screamed and ran into the toilet in a panic. The wedding dress ghost stayed at the door of the toilet with a bad expression on her face. She stayed for a while and then left.

: Oh my god, female ghosts won’t go into the toilet?

：It seems... yes

: Write it down, you may need it in the future. Here are the important knowledge points.

The camera cuts back to the anchor You Are a Psychopath——

Maybe it was too comfortable, Yunan fell asleep while bathing.

At the moment he fell asleep, a cold fragrance with a hint of sweetness appeared. Xi Jingzhi was wearing a gorgeous white robe. The fabric was as smooth as water, embroidered with exquisite totems, and the hem was embroidered with circles of gold thread.

The moment he appeared, the live broadcast room went black again...

The bundled live broadcast said: I am tired, the world is destroyed! Whoever wants to do it can do it!

As he moved, the jade pendant hanging around his waist made a crisp sound of collision.

He bent down and looked at Shi Yunan who was sleeping soundly, with his eyebrows and eyes smiling, adding a touch of tenderness to his delicate and flamboyant appearance.

Xi Jingzhi took Shi Yunan out of the bathtub and wrapped him in the white robe placed beside him. The scene changed and they were back to the bridal room where they had rested together.

He gently placed Shi Yunan on the bed and tucked in the edges of the quilt. Then his slightly cool fingers gently touched Shi Yunan's fair, jade-like face.

"I can't stay long this time, I look forward to seeing you next time"

The low voice is like a flowing spring, crisp and pleasant, making people feel comfortable and peaceful.

Xi Jingzhi chuckled and moved his hand to his eyebrows, silently describing them. Then he gently kissed Shi Yunan's red lips, just a light taste.

The cold and sweet scents in the air gradually dissipated, and the diligent bundled live broadcast began to repair the live broadcast room, and decided not to report the matter again, so as to avoid complaints that it was a fake and inferior product without any quality assurance!

“The sun and the moon hang in the sky day and night, and there are ghosts and gods who hold the power over life and death… Those who do good suffer poverty and a short life, while those who do evil enjoy wealth and a long life…”, the humming opera sounded outside the window, carrying with it endless sadness, sorrow and ridicule.

"Yawn... Miss Su, stop singing, I know it's you," Shi Yunan's voice was still sleepy, and the opera singing outside the window stopped abruptly.

The tightly closed door was suddenly blown open by the wind. Shi Yunan lay on the bed without even opening his eyes, pulling the quilt with both hands, looking unwilling to get up.

Su Niantao was silent for a moment, staring at Shi Yunan who was lying on the bed with her bulging eyes, and said grimly: "Won't you open your eyes and look at me?"

"What's so good about you? You're not as pretty as me." Shi Yunan slowly opened his eyes and looked at her in the moonlight.

Su Niantao was wearing a gorgeous red wedding dress, a double-layered wide-sleeved shirt with gold thread. The hem of the dress was embroidered with exquisite mandarin duck and pomegranate patterns, and the waist was tied with flowing cloud gauze embroidered with peacock patterns.

The swaying skirt rose and fell gently with the breeze, but there was nothing inside. Her eyeballs were bulging, and two deep blood-tear streaks made her skin look even paler, and her cracked lips were painted with bright lip balm.

With disheveled hair, he just floated in front of the bed, emitting a cold ghostly aura, which made Shi Yunan shiver.

Su Niantao was so choked by his words that she didn't want to talk anymore. She wondered why this man was so rude and really deserved a beating, but she couldn't really beat him up. She was so angry.

"Sister, why don't you turn down the cold air from your body? I'm a little cold." Shi Yunan wrapped himself tightly in the quilt with an expressionless face. Until now, he didn't realize why he got out of the bathtub and onto the bed.

"..."

"If you don't want to talk, just go away. I want to continue sleeping." It's the middle of the night and I'm going to be struck by lightning if you disturb someone's sweet dream.

Shi Yunan closed his eyes again as he spoke, and looked like he was really planning to fall asleep.

Su Niantao looked at him silently, and finally just floated away without saying anything.

The next morning, Xiao Cui came knocking on the door to wake him up.

"Madam, please have your meal," a standard and classic gesture. Shi Yunan glanced down, then slammed the door shut and rummaged through the closet looking for clothes to change.

After I changed my clothes and opened the door, I found Xiao Cui was already standing at the door waiting for me with breakfast in her hands. There was a bowl of soft, sweet white porridge, and some delicious side dishes.

“Will it be the same this time as last time…” Shi Yunan narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"...Please rest assured, Madam." Xiao Cui was probably in the wrong and she rarely spoke up to explain.

Shi Yunan then felt at ease bringing breakfast into the room and eating slowly, while sorting out the information he had collected over the past few days in his mind.

Logically speaking, today is already the fourth day, and he should have understood almost everything he should have understood, but there was one thing that made him very confused.

That is, why has he never seen the owner of Yin Mansion in this copy?

When Su Niantao came last night, he also noticed that her lower body was empty. Was she born with a disability? But her own diary did not describe her having had a serious illness.

Then the most likely possibility is...artificial.