Chapter 3: You Lecher, Let Go of Me!

Chapter 3: You Lecher, Let Me Go!

"Shut up? You want me to shut up? I'll beat you to death, you beast in human clothing!"

Su Zimo picked up something resembling a porcelain bottle and swung it violently at Mu Yunxuan. Because she used too much force, the stopper flew off. As Mu Yunxuan tilted his head back slightly to dodge, by some stroke of coincidence, the liquid in the bottle poured directly into his mouth.

"Cough, cough..."

The strange taste made Mu Yunxuan feel like he wanted to vomit.

"You, are you okay?! Could this be poison?"

Seeing Mu Yunxuan's discomfort, Su Zimo suddenly felt a surge of fear. This accident was far too coincidental!

Suddenly, Mu Yunxuan snapped his head up, his face flushed with a radiant glow, his eyes staring at Su Zimo like a ferocious beast.

Looking at that naturally beautiful countenance and those parting red lips, Mu Yunxuan felt a wave of heat rush straight to the top of his head.

Su Zimo shrank her body back in fear, wanting to flee. She moved her feet, only to realize that their feet were tied together.

"Wh-what do you want to do?"

Unable to grasp the situation, Su Zimo's face was filled with terror. She looked at Mu Yunxuan warily, constantly trying to break free from the shackles on her feet.

Mu Yunxuan shook his head violently. The dryness and heat within his body were becoming unbearable, and he desperately needed release. As a man, how could he not know what was happening? They actually put... damn it, the potency of this medicine is too strong, Mu Yunxuan cursed inwardly.

Suddenly, having lost some of his willpower, Mu Yunxuan acted like a hungry beast. He pinned Su Zimo down, his entire body lunging onto her in an instant. In that moment, Mu Yunxuan felt his body receive immense comfort; the soft fragrance and warm jade caused him to lose all reason.

It happened so fast that Su Zimo had no time to react before she was pinned down firmly by Mu Yunxuan.

"Hooligan! You lecher! Let me go! If you dare use force on me, you're dead! You bastard... mmph...!"

Her final words were swallowed by those cool, red lips.

No matter how much strength Su Zimo used, she couldn't budge that robust body even an inch.

Looking at the handsome face inches away, Su Zimo's eyes widened suddenly. In an instant, she felt lost. Was she about to be... forcibly...?

A flood of unfamiliar memories suddenly surged into her mind, causing Su Zimo to completely forget to resist.

Su Zimo's life from childhood to the present, as well as the events of today, played out in her mind like a movie, appearing in vivid detail.

No way! Could it be that she, Su Zimo, had actually experienced a transmigration like in those web novels...?

About half an hour later, Su Zimo stared blankly at the ceiling of the tomb, not even sparing a single glance at Mu Yunxuan. This version of Su Zimo dealt a massive blow to Mu Yunxuan's ego. Who was he? The eldest son of Yun City, the future Holy Lord of Yun City, and this woman actually dared to ignore him.

At this moment, Su Zimo knew she wasn't dreaming; all of this was real. She had transmigrated. She had truly transmigrated, and she had transmigrated into the body of a woman with the same name as her who was being subjected to a ghost marriage.

Finally, Mu Yunxuan fell into an exhausted sleep to the side, the comfort throughout his body leaving him feeling refreshed.

After breathing heavily a few times, Mu Yunxuan turned his head to look at Su Zimo, whose eyes were still hollow and vacant. A faint blush had spread across her naturally beautiful face, making her even more breathtakingly beautiful against the red backdrop.

He had seen countless beauties, but none had shocked him quite like the woman before him; her reaction had exceeded his imagination.

Just as he was about to speak, Su Zimo silently and expressionlessly stood up. She casually threw on the bright red wedding gown. Her skin was as smooth as water, pure as ice and jade, and those purplish-red marks made his heart stir inexplicably.