“Host, you’ve been drugged. We are now trapped in a coffin, and they intend to bury you alongside Lin Yansheng.”
“I’ve called out to you for a long time, but I couldn’t wake you no matter how hard I tried.”
After hearing his assistant’s words, Song Jinshi was completely panicked. “What should I do? I don’t want to be buried with Lin Yansheng. I don’t want to be his wife.”
“Am I going to die?”
By the end, his voice cracked with the sound of impending tears.
“Is my dear so unwilling to accompany me to death? So unwilling to be my wife?”
“But what can I do? My dear, you can’t escape.”
“Don’t worry, my dear. As long as I’m here, you won’t die.”
“Even if you die, my dear can only die in my bed.”
The cold and chilling voice echoed in Song Jinshi’s ears.
“Lin Yansheng?”
Song Jinshi called out softly to the person who had just spoken.
“So you do remember me, your husband.”
“I thought my dear had found another lover outside.”
As his words fell, Lin Yansheng completely embraced Song Jinshi.
Before he had a chance to struggle, the assistant’s voice rang out again.
“Host, it has been detected that Lin Yansheng is the boss of this instance, meaning he is also the object of your Strategy. Please think carefully before reacting.”
Song Jinshi did not show much panic.
He had been pondering who the Strategy target was for several days.
Now that the progress through the instance was more than halfway done, the boss could not have possibly not appeared even once.
Otherwise, the system wouldn’t assign the Strategy task.
Plus, with his experience in romance instances, he had guessed that Lin Yansheng was indeed the boss.
Lin Yansheng’s words clearly weren’t meant to elicit a response from his little wife.
After all, he was still very resistant to him and was frightened by him.
“I don’t have a lover,”
Song Jinshi muttered, his cheeks flushed completely red.
Perhaps knowing that the man, although not human and the big boss of the horror instance, wouldn’t harm him, combined with the fact that he was the object of his Strategy, Song Jinshi’s attitude took a 180-degree turn.
“Heh.”
The man’s tone lost its chilling edge due to Song Jinshi’s explanation, turning somewhat cool instead.
“My dear, you really don’t want to know the consequences of deceiving your husband.”
Song Jinshi felt his eyes brim with tears as the man’s hands continued to explore his waist.
His waist was already sensitive, and now, with the man’s gentle yet firm handling, he couldn’t bear it.
“Assistant, does Lin Yansheng still need me to Strategy him? He looks like he’s the one trying to Strategy, waah.”
“Host, we cannot check the boss’s favorability towards you. We can only check it when the instance ends.”
“So, host, you should start the Strategy first. After all, if you don’t succeed, it might affect your score.”
Struggling to shift slightly, Song Jinshi found himself firmly held in place by the man’s large hands.
“Lin Yansheng, I’m uncomfortable. This isn’t right.”
The weak prey seemed to sense the unusual nature of the hunter and dropped all vigilance, showing a delicate side.
“Tch, so delicate,”
the man remarked, even as he moved to change their position comfortably.
“Lin Yansheng, I want to go out. It’s uncomfortable inside the coffin.”
Feeling emboldened by the sweet sensation, Song Jinshi expressed his wishes without hesitation.
“What’s that? Call me what? My dear.”
“Husband…”
Song Jinshi whispered.
In the end, Song Jinshi got his wish and left the coffin.
At this moment, Song Jinshi finally understood where he was.
He was underwater!
Looking up,
the surface shimmered with scales of light, and he could even see fish and other creatures swimming around.
He realized he was beneath the only pond in the village.
But he distinctly remembered that from above, nothing was visible below.
He never expected the depths would hold such wonders.
Behind him stood an enormous castle.
Clearly, this had to be some sort of spatial ability; otherwise, such a volume could not be contained beneath the pond.
“My dear, this is our new home. Do you like it?”
The man approached Song Jinshi from behind, whispering in his ear.
Song Jinshi remained silent as if entranced, slowly moving closer to the castle.
The man’s face radiated joy at this unfolding scene, showing no intention to stop him.
After all, once Song Jinshi stepped into the castle, he would forever belong to him.
He wouldn’t have to share his treasure with anyone else, even if both were just different facets of himself.
Just as Song Jinshi’s foot was about to cross the castle threshold,
the space suddenly twisted.
The scenery ahead became hazy.
It was as if he were waking from a dream, abruptly brought back to reality.
Breathless, Song Jinshi covered his heart, the feeling of being out of control in that dream still vivid in his mind.
After a moment, he felt the cool touch around his neck.
“How extravagant. Just for a moment of distraction, you were led away by someone else.”
“Husband?”
“Heh.”
“Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten. I am your rightful husband; that person is nothing but an imitation, a thief, a filthy thing that should not see the light.”
The man spoke to Song Jinshi with a sinister undertone.
Yet, his little wife didn’t respond as he’d imagined.
The man raised his gaze.
His eyes, glistening with tears, told a story of grievance from his lips, which were tightly shut.