Enchantress Amongst Alchemists Ghost King is Wife

When the boy wanted to slap the young man, a slim hand locked tightly around his slender arm. The grip almost made him cry out in pain.

“Who are you? Let go of Ben Huang Zi 1 . If not, Ben Huang Zi will make his Royal father kill you!” The boy glared viciously at the plain-clothed girl with ill intentions.

This method worked all the time without exception. The girl before him would immediately kneel down before him, begging for forgiveness.

Who let his father be the Emperor of Zi Yue so that everyone would fear him?!

Mu Ru Yue’s eyebrows raised as she looked at the boy. He was only about 5 years old and was the son of the near 70-year-old Emperor of Zi Yue. It seemed everyone in the Royal family were really stud horses.

“Who am I?” Mu Ru Yue chuckled lightly. “I’m the trash that you had mentioned as the fiancee of the Ghost King. Even if I’m a trash, however, it’s more than sufficient to deal with brats like yourself.”

Bang!

Mu Ru Yue tossed him hard onto the ground. With a calm gaze, she surveyed the princes and princesses. They were stunned by her voice that was so cold, it seemed inhumane.

“Remember, he’s the fiance of I, Mu Ru Yue! I don’t care how old you are or even who your father is. If you dare to hurt him, I won’t hesitate to punish you for that.”

The young girl’s voice was really calm, but it instead created chills in their hearts.

Ye Wu Chen looked at Mu Ru Yue who stood before him, thinking about something.

“Let’s go.”

Turning around and holding onto the young man’s hand, Mu Ru Yue pulled him away without any concerns for the stunned princes and princesses.

She had always been a heartless demoness. No matter if her opponent was a kid or an elder, she would still ruthlessly act as she pleased. This was a world where ‘the strong eats the weak.’

“Elder sister.” Ye Wu Chen looked brightly at Mu Ru Yue. With an innocent smile on his handsome face and eyes that were bright and simple, he said, “You treat me so well.”

Mu Ru Yue ignored him and just pulled him forward.

Finally, at an unmanned corner, Mu Ru Yue stopped and turned her head towards the young man behind her. “Are you the Ghost King?”

Under her gaze, Ye Wu Chen nodded. “En!”

“You seem different from what the rumours depicted you to be.” Mu Ru Yue, with a false smile, questioned with her brows raised, “The rumours said that the Ghost King looked like a ghost, so for a moment I couldn’t guess that you were the Ghost King.”

His body shuddered, and Ye Wu Chen lowered his head. He pitifully said, “I really am extremely ugly. The maids, however, weren’t scared senseless due to my face, but here….”

“Don’t worry. I’m not that weak. Your body seemed to have something wrong with it. Can I have a look? We’ll be living together in the future, so I need to have an understanding.”

“But….”

Ye Wu Chen wanted to explain, but Mu Ru Yue didn’t have that sort of patience. She directly ripped his clothes apart, exposing his body. She couldn’t help but take in a mouthful of air.

His body was filled with scars that resemble earthworms crawling all over his skin. They carried a faint colour of blood, so his white skin looked ghost-like with those scars all over his body.

With that glance, however, Mu Ru Yue understood that Ye Wu Chen had been poisoned. She had a solution for dealing with that poison, but currently didn’t have the ability to carry it out.

At that moment, Ye Wu Chen closed his eyes in fright. He didn’t dare to look at Mu Ru Yue as her eyes might contain the same disdain and disgust as all the rest.

“Open your eyes!”

An authoritative voice rang in his ears.

Ye Wu Chen cautiously cracked his eyes open and discovered that there wasn’t a trace of disgust in Mu Ru Yue’s eyes. Her gaze was as clear as spring.

“Elder sister, am I…. am I really ugly?”

“It’s only a little poison, but nothing much.” Mu Ru Yue smiled. “You just need to accept your body’s problem. You don’t have to care about the gazes of others. Their mouths belong to them, so just let them speak freely. If you always care about how people look at you, won’t you be tired to death?”2