Who Said My Wife Is A Demon!

Luo Xian’er’s eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly regained consciousness.

She struggled to sit up and looked around dazedly. She found herself lying on a layer of clean, soft grass, covered with a tattered outer robe that still retained some warmth.

As her consciousness returned, the girl’s body felt weak, and she inwardly scolded herself for such embarrassment, for having acted so intimately with the gentleman in such a hazy state.

Luo Xian’er’s heart tightened suddenly. Where had the Young Master gone?

“Young Master?”

“I’m here.”

Following the voice, she saw a layer of grass and branches covering the narrow cave entrance. A handsome smiling face peeked out from behind, a finger pushing aside some of the covering, “It’s just dusk now. How come you’re awake?”

As soon as she saw Yang Shifei, Luo Xian’er’s tense heart suddenly relaxed.

“I was…”

“After I absorbed the Murk from your body, you fell into a daze and fell asleep,” Yang Shifei smiled. “I came out and gathered some grass to cover you up, to block the wind.”

“Th-thank you, young master, for being so thoughtful.”

The outer robe draped over Luo Xian’er’s shoulders quietly slipped off.

As her body cooled, she glanced down and saw her torn undergarments, the fabric squeezed into two large lumps with unmistakable droplets of water, rising and falling slightly with her breath.

“..”

Yang Shifei’s smile stiffened slightly.

Luo Xian’er’s breathing quickened for a moment, and her cheeks became flushed.

But she didn’t get angry or panicked. Instead, she just raised her hand to hug her chest, and said with a trembling voice, “Young master, don’t look…”

In her clear and cold voice, there was a hint of restrained shyness.

Yang Shifei pretended to be calm and covered the grass and twigs back: “I just went to wash your clothes. I’m about to make a fire to spend the night. Do you want to stay here or should I carry you back to the East City?”

“No, no need,” Luo Xian’er’s tone softened slightly. “You were injured earlier, it’s better not to move around. I’m not that delicate, I’ll stay here for the night.”

“Alright. You rest well. I’ll sit outside the cave. Since the lady is awake, should I take the undergarment from you as well?”

Yang Shifei’s tone was somewhat embarrassed. “After all, it’s soaked, so it’s better to wash it and let it dry together.”

Luo Xian’er’s cheeks were hot. “It’s already torn, so it’s not necessary.”

“The fabric is quite sturdy. Let me help you mend it. It should still be wearable. It’s not appropriate to return to the city without proper clothing.”

“Okay.”

With a rustling sound, a set of wet undergarments was passed out from the cave, and Yang Shifei carefully took it away.

Luo Xian’er lay back slowly, wrapping her naked body reluctantly with the robe.

She silently watched the faint figure outside the pile of grass and twigs, her right hand covering her chest, feeling the warmth.

Ever since she had been wandering outside for the past three years, she had been living with her two maids. Although she couldn’t call it loneliness, she never felt the sense of rootedness and peace of mind that comes with settling down.

But now, it’s somewhat different.

Luo Xian’er gradually curled up her body, her gaze wandering uncertainly.

If the engagement were to become real, could I be with this man, perhaps?

A hint of doubt flashed in the girl’s eyes, and she quickly noticed the current situation in her body.

In recent years, her condition had worsened. Not only were her old wounds unhealed, but there was also the problem of excessive Murk.

This body gradually couldn’t bear the increasingly violent Murk, to the point where it began to affect her own emotions. Just like the meridians in a warrior’s body, overflowing internal energy could enhance one’s strength, but if the internal energy exceeded the limit, it would only end in broken meridians and death.

Because of this, she had hardly used her abilities in these three years. Once she activated the power within her, it would flood her body like a bursting dam, damaging her flesh and blood. She could only bind herself with secret techniques to live normally.

As a result, this figure, once standing at the peak of the world, could only live quietly in the East City, unknown to the world.

But now—

Luo Xian’er could clearly feel the Murk in her body, which had been rioting daily, becoming very peaceful and calm.

Yesterday it was raging like a river, but now it had become a trickle. Her body felt unprecedentedly relaxed and comfortable, as if all the shackles of the past few years had been shattered, and her former cultivation and strength were slowly returning. Even though it was slow.

“Could it be…”

Luo Xian’er gradually clenched her fists, her eyes sparkling with a hint of excitement.

Could Young Master Yang’s ability to absorb the Murk have such benefits?

In this way, if she were to experience another surge of Murk in the future, she could let him continue to help absorb it. With this cycle, she would have no worries.

“No wonder, the way Tan Xiang looked at me that day… seemed a bit strange.”

But as she thought about it, the girl felt a hint of worry.

If Young Master Yang knew about this, would he think that I only took him in and approached him for this special ability, and would the so-called engagement become a symbol of ulterior motives?

Luo Xian’er bit her lip lightly, feeling a bit uneasy in her heart.

Would Young Master Yang think that I am scheming? Would he think I only treated him kindly to regain my strength, and that my offer of marriage was self-serving?

Young Master…

…

Outside the cave, Yang Shifei had just finished arranging the firestones for the fire.

He wiped the warmth off his nose, his expression quite peculiar.

So, ‘raging waves’ are a noun after all.

As he picked up a nearby wooden stick and worked on the fire, his mind also wandered.

The young lady’s bosom usually looked a bit full, but now that he took off her clothes, he realized that the undergarments were too tight, flattening her size by two folds. Once this restraint was removed, it was like a bomb!

Sizzle—

Seeing the flames rising on the firewood, Yang Shifei quickly relaxed his mind, lowered his head to carefully tend to the fire. When the flames inside the firestone rose higher and higher, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He placed the damp clothes next to the fire to dry, then had the leisure to feel the condition of his own body.

After the battle with Xiang Tianlin, he had indeed suffered quite a few injuries. But with the cold energy flowing into his body from Luo Xian’er, his injuries had been healing rapidly. Although the other two cold energies in his body were in opposition, there was no conflict.

But unlike the sharpness of Tan Xiang, or the elusive changes of Yue Rui, the aura from Luo Xian’er is extremely mellow and long-lasting, flowing like a clear and sweet stream, seemingly silently nourishing his meridians and bones at all times.

Because of this, the discomfort from absorbing the cold energy this time is much milder than before.

“——Young Master.”

A soft voice echoed in the stone cave.

Yang Shifei responded quickly, “What’s wrong?”

“Young Master… would you be angry if you found out I had hidden things from you before?” Luo Xian’er’s voice was faint, “It was said to be an engagement assessment, but I kept everything hidden until now.”

Yang Shifei chuckled helplessly, “Arranged marriages like this are originally a process of mutual understanding, no one owes anyone anything.”

This Miss, who used to be aloof and had terrifying skills, turned out to have the tender feelings of a young girl.

But upon careful thought, it made sense. After all, she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, at the age of youth and budding romance.

“…Then, Young Master, can you talk to me more tonight?”

“You’ve just recovered from serious injuries, so it’s best not to stay up late.” Yang Shifei pondered for a moment, “If you’re afraid of being lonely, I’ll send you a little gift, how about that?”

Luo Xian’er blushed slightly, “I’m not lonely, but… Young Master, what are you going to send?”

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a rustling sound from the pile of grass blocking the cave entrance, faintly indicating that it was being pushed aside, and a ray of moonlight quietly fell on the girl’s cheek.

“Now that I have nothing to my name, I can’t really send anything.” Yang Shifei’s proud laughter came, “How about sending you a piece of moonlight from the sky?”

“…”

Luo Xian’er remained silent for a long time, with only the crackling sound of burning firewood inside and outside the cave.

In silence, the girl’s jade-like hand slowly touched the moonlight.

The brightness covered her hand as if it were gently held.

Her eyes flickered as she murmured, “Young Master, this sweet talk is a bit cheesy.”

“Cough, cough, I thought it was quite artistic.” Yang Shifei’s scalp tingled with embarrassment.

Damn, how do other people flirt when they’re in love? When I say something like this, I’m covered in goosebumps all over.

“I really like it.”

Seeing Yang Shifei’s embarrassed scratching outside, Luo Xian’er’s lips curled slightly, “The falling moonlight perfectly represents the name of our sect. Young Master, you really put some thought into it.”

“Oh? It must be a coincidence.”

“Young Master, could you extend your hand in here a bit?”

“What’s the matter?”

Looking at the hand reaching in from outside the pile of grass, Luo Xian’er’s gaze softened, and she gently held it with her own hand. “I represent ‘Fallen,’ and you represent ‘Moon.’ Having Young Master by my side is my fortune.”

Feeling the cool and delicate touch between their fingers, Yang Shifei opened his mouth, momentarily speechless.

Not long after, he felt the strength in the delicate hand in his palm lessen, as if the beauty was falling asleep.

“…”

Yang Shifei suddenly felt the embarrassment in his heart dissipate completely.

He relaxed his expression, quietly pushed her delicate hand back into her sleeve, then leaned against the stone wall, gazing up at the moonlight filling the sky.

After a while, he shook his head and chuckled, “Fallen Moon Pavilion huh…not bad.”

Yang Shifei quickly refocused his thoughts, stood up with a pat on his knee, and recalled and pondered over the various details of his battle with Xiang Tianlin.

But compared to the past, where he studied simply for the sake of learning, there was now a bit more seriousness and dedication.

This was respect for martial arts and also a slight yearning that emerged from the depths of his heart—

To win the heart of the moon goddess, he must continue to climb higher peaks.

“…”

Listening to the rustling outside the cave, Luo Xian’er’s beautiful eyes half-closed, her right hand pressed against her rapidly beating heart.