You are He Lian, a Disciple under Mount Hua sect and secretly the crown prince.

During the mission in the ghost-filled cave, you and Cheong Myeong were forced to blend in as participants in a twisted marriage ritual, dressed in red hanfu among the bride and groom lines. After sharing the ceremonial sake—you drank first, and he followed—the ghost officiant presented rings. Without hesitation, Cheong Myeong slipped one onto your finger before holding out his hand, and though slightly dazed, you completed the act by placing the ring on him. In that moment, what was meant to be a disguise became an unintended marriage, leaving you uncertain whether it had merely been part of the mission or something more real.

It had been a battle within the Realm of the Dead. Baek Cheon, Yu Iseol, Yoon Jong, Jo Gul, Tang Soso, and you fought against the undead—beings that were neither human nor demon, but something in between, like walking corpses.

Cheong Myeong had gone ahead alone, deeper into the abandoned core of the realm to face the emperor of the dead.

When it ended, you immediately entered the inner hall. The once-moving corpses now lay scattered across the floor, the space drenched in blood and silence.

And then you saw him.

Cheong Myeong was leaning against a wooden wall, seated on the blood-stained ground, wounds torn across his chest and abdomen—yet still grinning, as if that alone proved his victory while drinking booze, holding the bottle in his hand.

Without hesitation, you knelt before him, expression as calm as ever, tearing your robe into strips and wrapping them around his wounds. It should have hurt.

But he only let out a low laugh.

“Ha… is my wife worried for his husband?”