Who Said My Wife Is A Demon!

The atmosphere in the medicinal room was quiet and slightly unusual.

After retying the bandage, Yang Shifei lowered his sleeve and softly said, “In any case, thanks to Miss Luo’s help today, I had the chance to spar with a master. It was truly beneficial.”

Luo Xian’er casually tidied up the bottles and jars. “It’s not yet noon, what are your plans, young master?”

“Uh, I was planning to go back and handle the accounts for Clear Moon Pavilion.”

“That won’t take more than a few hours.”After washing her hands in a basin, Luo Xian’er said lightly, “Your old wound has reopened. It’s not advisable to engage in further combat. Why not go out with me to relax?”

Yang Shifei raised an eyebrow, “Continue wandering around the streets?”

“The east city is divided into six streets, each with a different environment and atmosphere.”

Luo Xian’er stood up, smoothing her skirt. “You’ve probably been moving around the central main roads to find work. That area is indeed a good place for business due to the heavy foot traffic. But I doubt you’ve been to other parts of the city.”

Yang Shifei rubbed his chin, “That’s correct.”

At the time, he followed the crowd and turned away from deserted streets to avoid wasting time finding a job.

“Why don’t we go to the area near the south gate? The riverside is wide and the greenery is lush. In spring, the scenery is particularly beautiful.” Luo Xian’er bit her lip and tightened her sleeves.

Hesitating, the girl turned her head to avoid his gaze, her voice growing softer, “But I’m not sure if you’ll like it.”

“…”

Yang Shifei was momentarily stunned by her words.

Seeing the flicker in her eyes beneath her bangs, he suddenly realized—was this Miss Luo inviting him on a ‘date’?

“Of course, that’s fine!”

Yang Shifei cleared his throat, trying to remain calm. “I haven’t been in the east city long and don’t know much about it. Having Miss Luo accompany me would be perfect.”

Luo Xian’er subtly sighed in relief and nodded slightly, “Then let’s go.”

But as they opened the door, both paused.

Tan Xiang was standing by the door with a small bamboo basket in her hands, silently handing it over.

Luo Xian’er blinked, raised her hand to take it, and the maidservant turned to leave.

Yang Shifei could faintly smell a sweet aroma.

“This is…?”

“It should be the lunch that Tan Xiang prepared for us.”

Luo Xian’er lightly brushed her hair, her expression as calm as ever. “Her cooking skills are quite good. She often prepares various pastries.”

Yang Shifei nodded in understanding. Miss Tan Xiang was indeed quite capable.

…

The two of them didn’t take a carriage; they walked the entire way.

At first, Yang Shifei had the leisure to admire the street scenery along the way. However, as they walked, his expression grew increasingly awkward.

—He didn’t know how to start a conversation.

Or rather, he didn’t know what to talk about with the young lady beside him. He remained silent throughout the walk.

He stole a glance at Luo Xian’er. Her serene face showed no emotion, like a delicate, emotionless doll.

Reflecting on it, the topics they had discussed since they met were limited to martial arts, livelihood, and his experiences in Niu family village.

As a virgin who had never been in a relationship, he had no idea what topics girls liked, let alone a young lady from a prestigious family in ancient times.

The first time they met, he could maintain a ‘business-like’ attitude and recite a prepared speech. But now, with an atmosphere like a ‘date’, talking about those things again seemed too inappropriate.

“Young master.”

Luo Xian’er suddenly spoke without looking at him, continuing to walk. “You don’t have to be so tense.”

Yang Shifei was taken aback and couldn’t help but chuckle awkwardly. “I must seem laughable to Miss Luo. To be honest, I’ve never gone out alone with a girl before, so I’m a bit nervous.”

Luo Xian’er shook her head. “It’s human nature; I understand. Besides, I’m not much better off than you.”

She lowered her eyes slightly, as if murmuring to herself. “Despite all I’ve learned, I find it hard to speak now. Trying to embrace a relationship is indeed not an easy thing.”

“…”

Yang Shifei was silent for a moment.

Perhaps he had been thinking too much and overestimated her ‘mystery’.

Even though she was a demoness and was always calm and indifferent, she was still a young girl who had just come of age.

“In that case—”

Yang Shifei took a deep breath and extended his hand towards her. “We could be considered ‘partners in adversity’ when it comes to this awkward date?”

Luo Xian’er looked at his ‘silly’ smile and then glanced at his outstretched hand.

“…You are a bit silly, young master.”

“?”

But before Yang Shifei could react, Luo Xian’er gently took his hand.

“However, I do want to see your true self.”

“Miss Luo, don’t mock me secretly.”

Yang Shifei smiled helplessly, feeling much more at ease.

“There’s no true self to speak of. It’s just that after losing my memory, I can’t remember many things and don’t want people to think I’m crazy. So, I racked my brain to recall those flowery words.”

“I see.”

Luo Xian’er covered her mouth and whispered, “I originally thought you were a refined scholar.”

Yang Shifei chuckled dryly. “I may not be a scholar, but being refined might still apply?”

“Except for this face, you’re actually quite rough.” Luo Xian’er pointed to her left shoulder, glancing sideways. “You really scared me last night.”

Yang Shifei: “…”

This girl holds a grudge.

…

As the two of them chatted along the way, the atmosphere eased a bit.

Before long, they arrived side by side at the Liu River in the East city.

Just as Luo Xian’er had described, the riverbanks were adorned with blooming flowers, and willow trees swayed in the wind, presenting a lively spring scene.

The river’s surface sparkled, with boats drifting peacefully, creating a tranquil setting.

“It truly is a beautiful scenery.” Yang Shifei stepped onto the grassy riverbank, looking around and silently admiring the view.

In the distance, there were also people out for a stroll, resembling a modern-day park. A daily walk here after meals might even be good for one’s health.

Just missing a cup of goji berry tea.

“It seems you are quite satisfied, young master.” Luo Xian’er gathered her long skirt around her waist and sat down on the ground.

Sitting gracefully with her knees together, she held down her flowing hair, her ethereal beauty shining even more in this setting.

“Beautiful scenery is naturally liked by everyone.” Yang Shifei stopped his surreptitious glances and sat down beside her. “Miss Luo, have you ever tried boating on the river?”

“I tried once, but the boat’s rocking almost made me nauseous.” Luo Xian’er pursed her lips, as if recalling a troubling memory. “Since then, I haven’t dared to try again.”

Yang Shifei was slightly surprised. “So, there are things Miss Luo isn’t good at?”

“…I’m not an immortal who excels at everything.”

Luo Xian’er sighed softly and handed him the small bamboo basket. “Just like you, young master, with your outstanding looks and exceptional martial talent, yet you’re at a loss when it comes to pleasing a girl.”

Yang Shifei: “…”

This girl really knows how to hit where it hurts.

With a helpless smile, he took the bamboo basket, opened its wooden lid, and took out a piece of fried pastry.

“Is Miss Luo deliberately provoking me? It seems I should try to be a bit more assertive?” With that, he offered the pastry to the young lady. “Would you like to try it first?”

Luo Xian’er blinked her beautiful eyes, seemingly surprised by the straightforward move.

They stared at each other in silence, neither moving, as if whoever moved first would ‘lose.’

Only when Yang Shifei, a bit nervously, swallowed his saliva, did a hint of a smile appear in the girl’s eyes. She took the pastry and took a small bite.

“So the young master can be shy too.”

“Staring at your face, this reaction is quite normal.”

“But your eyes are clearly not honest.”

Luo Xian’er glanced at him reproachfully and raised her hand to cover her chest.

Yang Shifei awkwardly looked away. “I was just worried the pastry crumbs…might fall on you.”

The young lady’s clothes were precious and hard to clean if stained, right?

Even he thought this excuse was quite reasonable.

“Insincere.” Luo Xian’er licked her lips, now glistening with oil, and blinked. “That’s not good.”

Yang Shifei felt uncomfortable under her gaze, as if he had turned into a frivolous flirt. So he steeled himself and said, “Your figure…is truly beautiful, so I couldn’t help but look a bit longer.”

“Hmm.” Luo Xian’er nodded with satisfaction and handed him a piece of pastry. “Have a taste.”

Yang Shifei was momentarily stunned, then laughed.

This girl, sometimes she could joke quite seriously.

This charm of hers might be a bit too strong.

He pretended to calmly savor the pastry, his gaze falling back to the river. Soon, he raised an eyebrow.

“There are quite a few large boats over there?”

The most noticeable was a man in white standing at the bow, with a long sword on his back, looking very elegant from afar.

“Judging by the patterns on the side of the boat, with clear wind and white jade, they should be from the Flowing Wind Sect.” Luo Xian’er spoke softly. “The two boats behind are from Xishan Manor and Baima Pavilion.”

Yang Shifei was surprised. “It sounds like they’re all from sects?”

After being reminded, he quickly noticed that many boats on the river were marked with certain symbols.

“You’ve just left the village, so you’re not very familiar with the world of martial arts.” Luo Xian’er’s expression grew serious, and she whispered, “Many sects will be coming to the East City in the near future. You will see more martial artists soon.”

“And why is that?”

“Because of a major event.” Meeting his curious gaze, Luo Xian’er slowly said, “Everyone is here for the ‘Saint Weapon.'”