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“Ah… a haunted house. Wonderful,” Phong whispered, teeth chattering.

The palace hummed. Lanterns lit themselves one by one, revealing a long, red-carpeted hall. But instead of ghosts jumping out, a brush and inkstone floated toward him. A silken scroll unrolled, with elegant, chilling words: “Ngươi có duyên với chủ nhân nơi này. Hãy viết lời thề kết tóc. Nếu không, vĩnh viễn không được ra.” (You share a fate with the master of this place. Write a wedding vow. If not, you shall never leave.) Phong blinked. “I… I’m a broke scholar. I don’t even have a wife. Or a husband, not that I’d mind, but—wait, master ?!” ------- Ma Cung di Se Duyen Bl

For centuries, no one came. Until one stormy night, a poor, stubborn scholar named stumbled inside, fleeing bandits. Chapter 1: The Uninvited Guest Phong was not brave. He was simply unlucky. With his bamboo backpack full of old love poems (which he secretly wrote but never dared to send), he tripped over the palace’s threshold. “Ah… a haunted house

And the red string of se duyên tightened around both their little fingers—fate finally fulfilled, even beyond death. Lanterns lit themselves one by one, revealing a

Linh’s lips quirked. “Is it working?”

Phong saw the ghost of a young soldier he’d once failed to save in a past life. The soldier pointed at Linh. “He was that soldier. You left him to die on a battlefield.” Phong wept, but knelt before Linh’s mirror reflection and said, “Then let me pay this life instead.” The mirror cracked.