The eldest sister just wanted to give up, while the spirit swords vied to recognize her as their mas

Yun Fuzhao wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that Que Yu's smile deepened after hearing the answer.

"Is that so?" Que Yu walked towards her step by step.

Seeing that the distance between the two was about to exceed the safe distance, Que Yu turned around and picked up the deer at her feet with one hand.

He patted the fawn's head. "Looks like you have a new friend now."

After saying that, he tilted his head and smiled at Yun Fuzhao, revealing a row of white teeth. His smile was warm and bright, like the sun that rarely appears in the ghost realm.

He said, "Then please take good care of me from now on, sister-in-law."

The last two words were lingered between her lips and teeth, spoken with a tender and lingering tone, carrying a hint of something indescribable.

This wasn't the first time Yun Fuzhao had heard him call her that; she was already immune to it and didn't react particularly.

However, was Que Yu really like this when she was young? It's so different from the mentally unstable image she later portrayed.

Que Yu didn't stay long. After exchanging a few more casual words with Yun Fuzhao, he left with Ping An in his arms.

No sooner had he left than a member of the demon clan came and led her to the main hall.

This was the first time Yun Fuzhao had met their father.

Yun Fuzhao looked at the man sitting in the high seat; his appearance was completely different from what she had imagined. Yun Fuzhao had thought he would have a serious and rigid appearance, but she hadn't expected him to have such a gentle and refined face.

He doesn't look like a powerful figure who controls the ghost realm at all; instead, he looks like a learned teacher.

Yun Fuzhao bowed to him according to the etiquette of the ghost realm.

Que Rong stepped down from his high position and personally helped her up, saying, "No need for such formalities."

He looked at Yun Fuzhao gently, "I've long heard that the young master of Xicheng has an extraordinary temperament, and seeing him today, I can confirm that his reputation is well-deserved."

Yun Fuzhao waved his hand, looking quite pleased, "Not bad, not bad."

Que Rong chuckled and turned to the boy beside her, saying, "Chi'er, come here."

Yun Fuzhao then noticed that Que Chi was also there. He was standing in an inconspicuous position, and she would not have noticed his presence if he hadn't reminded her.

Her gaze naturally fell on Que Chi, who was no different from the Que Chi in her memory, except that his face was a little younger and his facial contours were not as defined as they had become when he grew up.

"I won't disturb you young people's time together."

Que Rong left with the words, "Watch your manners," and departed. These words didn't sound like they were directed at Yun Fuzhao; they sounded more like a warning to Que Chi.

As soon as he left, the hall fell silent.

Yun Fuzhao leaned closer to him playfully, "Do you still have any memories?"

The young man, Que Chi, who had never been so close to a member of the opposite sex before, blushed and stepped back with a straight face, closing the distance between them.

"What memories? I don't understand what you're saying."

Yun Fuzhao looked up and found Que Chi frowning, staring at her warily, as if he didn't recognize her.

It seems that only it has not lost its memory.

That's true, after all, this is Que Chi's past, so it's normal for him to lose his memory.

“Then pretend I didn’t say anything,” Yun Fuzhao also stepped back, looking at him with a grin, “Shall we get to know each other again? My name is Yun Fuzhao.”

Que Chi was captivated by the girl's innocent smile, and a strange emotion welled up inside him. For some reason, he subconsciously wanted to get closer to her and be intimate with her.

Just being stared at by her made his heart inexplicably pound.

This feeling was so overwhelming and unfamiliar that Que Chi felt somewhat lost. "I... I know your name."

Before she arrived, her father had already told her all the information about her.

The other cities have been quite restless lately, so in order to solidify the central city's position, a marriage alliance with the western city is the best option.

Otherwise, their father wouldn't have arranged their marriage so early. After all, the true next Ghost King hasn't been chosen yet.

Yun Fuzhao nodded. "I heard from them that I have to stay here for a few more days?"

Que Chi suppressed his turbulent emotions, donned his usual disguise, and said expressionlessly, "Father wants us to cultivate our relationship."

"I see. Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Que Chi's eyes flashed with surprise. "You're not against it?" He paused. "After all, this is only the first time we've met."

"Oh," Yun Fuzhao didn't expect him to care about this. To her, this was no different from an immersive murder mystery game. She didn't care much about what role she played. However, she couldn't tell him her true thoughts, so she lied without changing her expression, "I don't mind. You're good-looking and have a high status. I won't be at a disadvantage."

That's too blunt.

Que Chi was stunned for more than ten seconds, staring at her without saying a word.

A surge of heat rushed to his ears. It wasn't that no one had ever praised his looks, but for some reason, the words coming from her mouth made his heart flutter even more.

After a long pause, Que Chi could only manage a dry, "I can take you to explore different parts of the Ghost Realm."

Yun Fuzhao nodded, "Okay."

Since she had nothing better to do anyway, she might as well take this opportunity to inquire about the ghost realm.

The two walked out together; she had already toured most of the Star Palace. The changes here wouldn't be significant in the future.

Yun Fuzhao was even more curious as to why Que Yu became the Ghost King in the future, when it seemed that he had a better chance now.

What happened in the middle.

Some of the ghosts who were close to him greeted Yun Fuzhao with smiles, saying, "Your Highness, is this your fiancée? You two look so well-matched."

"Our Crown Prince is truly blessed; this girl is exceptionally beautiful."

"What are you saying? Is our Crown Prince less handsome?"

These ghosts clearly had a good relationship with Que Chi; they even put their arms around him.

Que Chi waved them away with a stern face, "Are you all so free?"

Although he looked displeased, his tone did not convey any blame.

"Alright, alright, I won't disturb your time together."

"Our Crown Prince is truly blessed."

The group left laughing.

Que Chi explained, "They're all blabbermouths; don't bother arguing with these idiots."

"What a big deal."

Yun Fuzhao looked at him and casually started a conversation, "Before I met you, I met your younger brother."

Que Chi smiled upon hearing this, "You two have already met. Xiao Yu is easy to get along with, so you don't need to worry."

Yun Fuzhao looked surprised; his tone clearly carried an older brother's doting affection. At this moment, their relationship was surprisingly good.

She recalled how Que Chi had once spoken of Que Yu with nothing but disgust in his eyes, unlike now, when his eyes were full of...kindness?

Just as she was wondering, the boy they were talking about walked over carrying a fawn.

"Brother," Que Yu called out, then looked at Yun Fuzhao and paused subtly, "Sister-in-law."

Que Chi blushed at being called "sister-in-law," and flicked Que Yu's forehead with his finger, saying, "What nonsense are you spouting?"