Rules of the Unusual: My Yandere Husband Pretends to Be Innocent Online

"What are you standing there for? Run! Xia Xiaoqin!!!"

Seeing that Xia Xiaoqin was motionless, the faceless man suddenly went berserk and rushed towards her, grabbing her wrist.

"Let me go!!!"

In the darkness, Xia Xiaoqin was startled, but before she could push the hand away, the familiar voice pressed down from above her head again.

"Xia Xiaoqin, it's me! The real Lu Yang! If you want to live, run with me!"

The girl was stunned.

Is it really Lu Yang?!

Feeling the rooster's blood trickling down her fingers, Xia Xiaoqin grabbed the other person's hand and followed in their footsteps, running wildly through the darkness.

Run! Run fast!

Don't let the "ghost groom" catch up with her!

Warm, viscous blood dripped onto the blue bricks.

"Go to the kitchen! I have help there!"

Xia Xiaoqin suddenly remembered something, and using her sleeve to cushion the rooster's limp body, she gave a low command.

In the pitch-black corridor, a tall figure stood still, his wedding attire fluttering in the wind.

He didn't chase after them, but stood there calmly, watching the two stumbling figures disappear at the end of the corridor, then turned around and walked towards the bridal chamber.

Step, step, step

Footsteps sounded, neither hurried nor slow.

In the dead silence, the ghost bride huddled in the innermost corner under the bed, trembling incessantly.

Her wedding dress was crumpled and wrapped around her body, her wet black hair clung to her cheeks, revealing only a gray-white eye and half a pale blue lip.

But suddenly, a voice came from above.

"I've found you."

Seeing the tall man half-squatting on the ground after the sheets were lifted, the ghost bride trembled and opened her mouth, wailing incessantly.

"My love—"

"Quickly, love me—"

The blood-red lanterns swayed in the wind under the eaves, their reflections on the blue brick ground resembling pools of blood.

The Lu family mansion was deathly silent and pitch black; all cries for help were drowned out by the wind.

No one cares whether a woman who was brought in for a wedding to bring good luck lives or dies, right?

……

At this moment, in the pitch-black Lu mansion, the only place with a light still on is the cramped small kitchen.

Under the dim light of an oil lamp, the chef stood in front of the cutting board, chopping away at the minced meat with swift, precise strokes, and seemed to be in a good mood.

—There's a curfew tonight, so no one will bother him. The sheep in the pen have all been cleaned up, so it's a peaceful time.

Just as he was about to relax, the door was kicked open.

"Damn it! Who's blind? There's a curfew tonight, don't you know?!"

Just as the chef, his face contorted with rage, began to curse, a small face stained with blood appeared behind the door.

His face changed several times before he finally managed a smile.

"Young Madam, what brings you here?"

Xia Xiaoqin stood at the door, holding a bloody mass in her arms.

Her eyes were vacant as she stared ahead, her chest heaving violently, as if she had run a long way and a man seemed to be following behind her.

"Chef, I need your help."

The girl took a deep breath and pushed the bundle in her arms forward.

The chef quickly composed himself and became respectful.

But when he looked down, he realized that the lump of stuff was actually the rooster that had defecated on his hand.

Moreover, it no longer had the arrogant demeanor it once displayed. The rooster lay listlessly in the girl's arms, its feathers matted together with blood, its tiny, beady eyes half-open, and a gash on its belly still oozing blood. It looked like it was about to die.

"Oh, isn't that the rooster that pooped?" The chef chuckled, grinning smugly. "Young mistress, how do you want me to help? Before you die, are you planning to stir-fry me or make soup? But to be honest, rooster soup isn't very tasty; the meat's tough."

"Stop joking, I'm asking you to save it!!!"

Xia Xiaoqin shouted anxiously.

"Don't forget your business. You don't want me chatting with that old lady right now, do you?! If anything happens to this rooster of mine, you'll be in big trouble!"

The chef's face changed several times, from red to white to green, before he finally ripped off his apron and slammed it on the cutting board, cursing, "Damn it, I'm so unlucky! How did I end up like this? I'm a chef, not a veterinarian! Threatening me won't work! Isn't this asking the impossible?!"

Despite his words, the chef, with his protruding belly, took the rooster and went to rummage through the cupboards.

In the darkness, Xia Xiaoqin leaned against the door frame, her heart pounding as she listened to the clanging of weapons.

This was the only way she could think of to save the rooster.

At this point, we have no choice but to try anything, even if it seems hopeless.

"A rooster..."

After murmuring for a moment, Xia Xiaoqin lowered her head, buried her face in her arm, and her shoulders trembled almost imperceptibly.

But a hand gently touched her arm.

"Xia Xiaoqin".

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Xia Xiaoqin's breath hitched, and she instinctively slapped the hand away.

"Don't touch me! Don't touch me!"

Xia Xiaoqin's mind was in complete chaos at this moment, and she couldn't believe anyone.

The faceless man stood before Xia Xiaoqin, his muscles, devoid of skin, appearing even more terrifying in the lamplight.

"Xia Xiaoqin, it's me, Lu Yang! Didn't you recognize me? It really is me, Lu Yang! Otherwise, why would I have saved you just now?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Xiaoqin took a step back.

She hadn't forgotten what she'd just overheard.

"You say you're Lu Yang, how can you prove it? Let me tell you, the monster who just gave us a chance to escape also claimed to be Lu Yang. Besides, you told Zhao Dafeng you were going to trick me into giving you clues. Why should I believe you're Lu Yang?"

With a thud.

The shameless man immediately knelt down, right in front of Xia Xiaoqin.

At this moment, the man's voice was trembling with sobs, sounding utterly desperate.

"Xia Xiaoqin, I'm sorry, it's all my fault... I love you!"

"I had no other choice. I've lost my skin, and I'm at risk of dying from an infected wound at any moment. I need Zhao Dafeng to give me anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving medicine. It's all that monster's fault. He personally peeled off my skin and pasted it onto his own face to imitate me—he's not human, Xia Xiaoqin. The Lu Yang you mentioned is a monster from the world of ghost stories! I am the real Lu Yang!"

Xia Xiaoqin clenched her fists, her hands trembling uncontrollably.

She didn't dare to trust him so easily.

But the man in front of her, who called himself Lu Yang, reached out like a madman, grabbed her wrist with trembling hands, and pulled her hand sharply towards his face.

"Touch my face! You'll know once you touch it, Xia Xiaoqin!"

In an instant, Xia Xiaoqin shuddered in fright.

Her fingertips touched a patch of wet, warm muscle.

The person in front of me had no skin on their face. From their forehead to their jaw, from one ear to the other, there wasn't an inch of skin left. As they opened their mouths to speak, the muscles and ligaments in their face would even twitch.

"...How is this possible?"

Xia Xiaoqin was so frightened that she withdrew her hand.

But Lu Yang, who had no face in front of her, knelt on the ground and cried as he recalled the past to her.

"Xia Xiaoqin, I know you don't believe me, but do you still remember the day the world of ghost stories descended upon us?"

"We made plans to go to the amusement park... but then a ghost story happened, and the whole city suddenly went into chaos. People were looting everywhere, and you were hit on the head by a thug. You fell to the ground and lost your memory. I risked my life to save you from that thug... I swore then that no matter what happened, I would protect you. Have you forgotten?"