Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2425: Your Identity Isn’t Very Presentable

Chapter 2425: Your Identity Isn’t Very Presentable

Being followed by a ghost who claimed to be her husband and who liked to pop out of nowhere all the time made Liu Xiaoya constantly feel like she was on the verge of having a heart attack.
She was absolutely terrified of ghosts. She would rather stay widowed her entire life than have such a husband.
“Eat up and don’t say that the Li family treated you unfairly,” Lady Wang said indifferently.
Lady Wang was the madam of a rich family. Her hair was decorated with all kinds of hairpins, making it appear bright and colorful.
Ning Shu also didn’t bother to be polite. She picked up the chopsticks and started to dig in. If she didn’t eat properly, then how would she have the strength to beat Li Sanlang?
Lady Wang watched Ning Shu eat, almost burying her face in the bowl. With an arrogant and contemptuous smile, she extended a hand to stroke her hair.
When Ning Shu set her bowl down, Lady Wang said, “You will be staying in this room. You are Sanlang’s widow. Since your identity isn’t very presentable, you must not wander around if we have guests.”
“Originally we’d perform a suturing of the yin. However, we of the Li family are a family of good deeds and that’s why there’s no need for it,” Lady Wang said magnanimously.
Ning Shu: !!!
Suturing the yin meant sewing the bottom of a woman shut, leaving only a hole the width of a chopstick for the passage of menstrual blood.
Some households were afraid that widowed women wouldn’t be able to withstand the loneliness and would do things that would embarrass their husband’s family, so they cut that problem off at the source.
Ning Shu cursed inwardly.
When Ning Shu noticed that Lady Wang was staring at her, her lips twitched. Was Lady Wang expecting undying gratitude?
She remained silent and expressionless.
Lady Wang frowned at Ning Shu’s impassive appearance and said, “Country girls. They don’t understand etiquette at all.”
Then she stood up. “Remember everything I told you. You are now a daughter-in-law of the Li family and must not do anything that would cause the family to lose face. The Li family is a great reputable family.”
Ning Shu nodded. “I’ll bear it in mind.”
Lady Wang left and locked the door as she did, probably thinking that Ning Shu was young and might do something.
After having had such a filling meal, Ning Shu intended to go back to bed and continue cultivating. But when she turned around, she saw Li Sanlang standing behind her. He was still dressed in his burial clothes, complexion pale and eyes rimmed with black.
He stood there silently.
Ning Shu’s heart raced for a moment before quickly calming down.
Holy crap, that was scary! Sooner or later that sort of fright would make someone sick.
What was with that?
The temperature in the room sharply dropped and its atmosphere grew extremely gloomy.
Ning Shu and Li Sanlang stood in opposition. His body floated in midair but his legs were invisible.
Ning Shu faintly said, “Since you’re already dead, why not reincarnate?”
Instead he was looking for a wife because he was lonely. When you’re dead, you’re dead. And yet he still wanted to harm people.
Li Sanlang opened his black-ish red lips. “You are my wife.”
Li Sanlang’s voice was hoarse, like he was still going through puberty. He was probably only sixteen years old.
What was a kid like him getting married for?
Oh. She forgot that they were in the ancient era.
“You are my wife,” Li Sanlang repeated.
Ning Shu remained indifferent. “I didn’t want to be your wife at all.”
“But you are already my wife,” Li Sanlang said. The temperature in the room became lower and lower.
Ning Shu passed through Li Sanlang and took off her shoes to sit cross-legged on the bed.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from the folded bedding and settled on her waist. In seconds, she felt like she was dropped into an icehouse.
Looking down, she saw a pair of pale bluish hands with black and red nails.
Ning Shu humphed and rolled her eyes. She drew a talisman in the air a short distance from it and it struck the hand on her waist.
Li Sanlang stubbornly held onto her waist. When the talisman struck him, it crackled and emitted smoke. In the end, he was unable to withstand it and withdrew his hand.
“How do you know these things?” Li Sanlang said resentfully. He floated in front of Ning Shu, his face so close to hers that the tips of their noses nearly bumped into each other.