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The dark fabric of his robe brushed against my face, carrying with it a chill that belonged to him. Jun Chong held the Ink Black sword, its silver sheen reflecting the moonlight as he stood between me and Stunning. The Three Thousand Black Strands danced around him, thick with Malice that spread through the night.
"Touch her, and you might as well be asking for death!" Jun Chong twisted his wrist, ready to strike, stepping forward. "I will let you taste the terror of losing your soul right now."
"I haven't done anything to her; she came running to save me on her own. If you want to kill me, that would be quite unjust!"
"Letting her enter here is already a mistake."
"I only wanted her to see my past; what’s wrong with that?" Stunning stood a few steps away, neither attacking nor fleeing, smiling slightly as she spoke. "Besides, it wasn't me who let her in; what fault do I have?"
"Touching her in front of me is your mistake."
Jun Chong didn’t care about any of this; sometimes he acted purely based on his emotions, like now.
With a flick of his sword, Jun Chong moved swiftly. Stunning didn’t dodge; just as it seemed he would strike her down, I found myself suddenly between them. Jun Chong's sword halted just a centimeter from splitting me in two, but the force of the blade still injured me. Something warm trickled down my forehead; I reached up to touch it and found blood.
"You've lost your mind!" Jun Chong shouted at me, but I felt dazed. It wasn’t my intention to intervene; I had merely reacted without thinking.
"Lord of the Ghost Fetus, thank you for blocking the sword for me. I will be grateful to you; let us part ways tonight."
Stunning reached from behind and touched my belly, causing another sharp pain before she vanished.
"Lord of the Ghost Fetus." I smiled faintly, feeling a sense of loss as I touched my swollen belly and looked at Jun Chong. Hesitantly, I asked, "Jun Chong, tell me, is all of this real?"
His previously furious expression had paled slightly; his gaze wandered without meeting mine. My heart ached as I reached out and grasped his robe. "Jun Chong, tell me—have you regained your memories?"
Jun Chong paused for a moment before asking, "Is this really important to you?"
"Yes," I nodded. "If you haven't regained your memory, then when you say you don't want our child, I would think it's because you never loved me. But if you have regained your memory, then I—"
My nose tinged with bitterness, and my voice choked. I struggled to breathe for a long time to hold back my tears. Slowly lifting my gaze to the bright moonlight, I continued, "Then what do I mean to you?"
Jun Chong's body trembled slightly, but his tightly pressed lips remained shut, and he didn't make a sound. He just stood there, staring at me with an intense gaze, his dark pupils blending into the night, making it impossible to see the truth.
I took deep breaths, trying to calm my emotions, only to realize that even breathing brought pain.
At that moment, I truly wished he hadn't regained his memory; at least then I would still have a glimmer of hope.
A cool hand pressed against the blood dripping from my forehead, the chill seeping in and stopping the bleeding as it wiped away the wound. Then his clear voice reached my ears.
"After discovering you were pregnant, I went to find Shizui." Jun Chong spoke slowly, as if contemplating how to express himself. "Shizui used the Spirit Mirror to show me things about us."
I trembled as I gripped his clothing tighter before letting go and stepping back a few paces. "So… you know our past? You know my feelings, right?"
"Although I haven't remembered everything, I can sense the feelings I had for you back then." Jun Chong reached out as if to touch me, but I kept retreating, refusing his contact. A flicker of guilt crossed his eyes as he murmured, "That union was clearly orchestrated by someone; otherwise, you wouldn't have become pregnant so easily. So—"
"Jun Chong, how can you say that!" I interrupted him with a shout, tears streaming down my face uncontrollably. "You can forget me; you can reject our child. But why would you say such things? Wasn't that moment voluntary for you? By saying it was orchestrated, you clearly don't trust me!"
"Anxin, that's not what I meant."
Jun Chong stepped forward, trying to grasp my wrist. In a panic, I picked up the Peach Wood Sword from the ground and pressed it against my neck. "Anxin, what are you doing!"
"Don't come near me!" I trembled all over, my heart bleeding, the pain spreading beyond just my heart to engulf my entire body. "Jun Chong, no matter what, I will give birth to this child! The child is mine, and I have the right to decide its fate."
"Stop being reckless. The Demon Fetus is not something to be taken lightly; this child will—"
"I won't listen!" I shot him a glance and swung the Peach Wood Sword at him. My clenched fist drove my nails into my palm. "I hate you! Don't ever show your face in front of me again!"
With that, I ran into the darkness. The Wind Sound swept away my tears, clouding my vision. The pitch-black night concealed everything around me, but the sound of my heart shattering was painfully clear.
I loved him and wanted to be with him, yet I knew this hope was nothing but a delusion because there was no good outcome from a Ghost Marriage. But I refused to believe it; I wanted to fight for it because only through action could a Miracle occur.
I could even endure his amnesia, his forgetting me, because I believed I could make him fall in love again.
But I never expected he would see our past and understand Jun Chong's feelings from that time. The events of that night were vivid in his mind; his tenderness and affection were not feigned. That night we had poured our hearts out, feeling each other's warmth and heartbeat.
Yet he spoke such cruel words to me that I truly couldn't bear it. In that moment of explosion, I couldn't control much anymore. Having seen so many women abandoned by men, I thought they were pitiful, but that was merely surface-level understanding.
It was only through this personal experience that I realized there exists a kind of pain that can pierce through one's heart and shatter one's soul.
I squatted weakly on the ground, letting the tears erode everything around me.
"Mommy, don't cry. The baby will protect you."
A tender voice reached my ears. I looked around until my gaze fell on my belly, reaching out to touch the slight bulge there, feeling a mix of emotions within me.
"Are you really my child?"
"Yes." The child's voice was soft and tender, making it impossible to tell if it was a boy or a girl. "Mommy, don't cry. Whoever makes you hurt and cry is my enemy, and I won't let them go."
The gentle tone was filled with determination, offering me the best comfort on this night.
I smiled as I touched my belly, leaning against the wall, and whispered, "What if I don't want you anymore?"
"You won't, Mommy can't leave me."
The voice held no hint of despair; instead, it was filled with unwavering belief.
A pang shot through my heart. No child longs to be born more than anything else; no child wishes to be abandoned by their parents. Since their father didn't want them, how could I, as their mother, be so cruel?
Even if there would be many obstacles, I still wanted to give birth. Regardless of whether the child was human or a monster, they would still be mine.
In that moment, I tightly held my belly, tears welling up in my eyes once more, but this time they were tears of joy. "Thank you, baby."
"Anxin, where are you? Anxin."
The distant call of Jun Chong startled me, and I instinctively shrank back. His voice grew closer, making me wonder if I should run further away, even though I had no hope of escaping his pursuit.
Just then, the sounds of clashing swords echoed through the air. I looked up to see flashes of white and black in the sky, reminiscent of special effects from a fantasy drama when skilled fighters clashed.
"It's the Su Family's people. I didn't expect them to arrive so quickly, but it's not bad; blocking his path is helping me out." A voice beside me caught my attention. I turned to see Stunning standing next to me, also gazing at the bright lights in the sky.
"Stunning?"
"Look at me," she said, her terrifying demeanor transformed. She wore a pure white dress, her hair tied up, and her stunning beauty could make fish sink and birds fall silent. With a gentle smile, she continued, "Lord of the Ghost Fetus, this is the realm of my fragmented memories. Unless you possess power like theirs, you cannot leave alone. Will you come with me?"
I gazed at her kind smile, intending to refuse. After all, she was a Vengeful Spirit. Though her experiences were tragic and fate had been unfair, she was still a ghost, one who had taken countless lives.
While I was reluctant to return to Jun Chong's side, I also wouldn't follow her; some things were clear to me.
Just as I was about to decline, she spoke again. "Don't think about rejecting me right away. I know you have doubts in your heart. I could force you to come with me, but I see that your experiences are similar to mine. We've both encountered the wrong people and received their children only to be told they are unwanted. I understand that feeling better than anyone. Until the day I was captured by the Taoist priest, I thought he hated me because he believed the words of two vile women. Little did I know he had known from the start. A man who knows yet pretends not to is not worth loving."
I lowered my head in silence. She was right; Jun Chong was similar to Lord Rong in some ways. They both knew their women were pregnant but still rejected the child.
For them, it was just a simple refusal, but for us, it was a pain that pierced the heart and gnawed at the bones. Being abandoned was already terrible enough; adding a rejection of the child brought shame upon us women.
"So, Lord of the Ghost Fetus, come with me! Let’s raise this child together and then do whatever we wish."
Stunning grasped my hand gently, coaxing me slowly. My heart stirred slightly, but I still felt resistance. "Earlier, Granny Mi told me you were sealed by the Taoist priest because you wished to repent. But what I see is not that; you altered your memories, didn't you?"
"Not at all." Stunning looked at me with unwavering eyes that did not suggest deceit. "When you saved me, someone else also rescued me effortlessly and taught that Taoist a lesson. I don’t know who she is, but she wore Taoist robes—let’s just say she was a Taoist! The previous Taoist priest had great powers to capture me, so I dared not resist her. In the end, seeing my plight, she sealed me."
"Then why did you not repent after awakening and instead commit evil again?"
"Is everything you've heard from that old woman?" Stunning suddenly smiled. "What if I told you that everything she said was a lie?"
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