"Don't rush to answer. It's true that you've had your elixir removed. Rest well first, and I'll send someone to find Hu Silang to pick you up and take you home tomorrow."
Xu Milu could tell that although Shiyi Niang wasn't really sad, she was genuinely weak. So she squatted down and gently held the little fox in her arms, then found a clean, soft blanket to wrap her up.
Eleventh Sister nestled in the small blanket, blinking her big eyes. She subconsciously rubbed her hand against Xu Milu's twice before whispering:
“Madam Xu, I must make this clear. People say that my fox clan is treacherous and treacherous, but the cause of today’s events is not me, but the Lu family.”
"I am truly sorry to have troubled Madam Xu tonight. I would be so grateful if this young man could hang a red cloth on the willow tree outside the Lu family's gate for me. My father-in-law will come to fetch me when he receives the message."
Shiyi Niang scratched her fox-like face, looking somewhat charming and innocent.
"You, you didn't give your elixir to that Lu family's little sister? Could it be that the elixir was fake? I saw that Lu Wenshan's head was all bruised and battered just now. If you want to repay a debt of gratitude, why don't you explain things clearly to Lu Wenshan?"
Mo Xuan was dumbfounded, completely baffled.
He felt like his brain couldn't keep up. Just a moment ago, he thought that the little fox was harming itself and its emotions by sacrificing its core to save a mortal, but now he was no longer sure.
"You stinking men, you only ever side with men."
Although Shiyi Niang had transformed into her original form, a hint of natural foxy charm still lingered in her eyes as she coquettishly scolded:
"I am a demon, what use is Lu Wenshan's sincerity to me? If he really had a heart, how could a strong young man not be able to stop the women and children of the Lu family, watching me cut off my core to save them, yet he still had to put on an act of helplessness? Isn't that ridiculous?"
Eleventh Sister, seemingly afraid that Xu Milu would misunderstand, knelt on the ground and began to explain:
"Madam Xu, please forgive me. This marriage was not something my Hu family intended to conceal. When my father invited you to the banquet, he truly hoped that I would live a good life in the Lu family. Now that things have come to this, I can no longer hide it from you."
The Lu family had committed marriage fraud, but this Eleventh Sister didn't seem to be stupid either.
Since she couldn't sleep anyway, Xu Milu brewed a pot of hot tea and listened to Shiyi Niang recount the history between the Hu and Lu families.
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It turns out that more than 30 years ago, Hu Shiyi Niang was young and playful. She transformed into her original form and went to catch rabbits in the woods, but she accidentally ran into a hunter in the forest and was shot in the right leg with an arrow. On that day, Lu's father happened to be out, and she took the opportunity to hide in Lu's caravan, thus escaping a disaster.
"I had forgotten about this matter, but a couple of years ago, the little demon intended to become a disciple of the Golden Peak Immortal and cultivate to become an immortal. The Golden Peak Immortal only glanced at her and said that the little demon's family had not yet severed their worldly ties and that there was a karmic debt owed to the Lu family. My grandfather invited the City God of Chang'an to drink and got the City God drunk before he finally found out some of the inside story."
Eleven-Niang sighed, a hint of helplessness on her furry face:
"The Lu family should have been childless by Lu Wenshan's generation. However, Madam Lu has been a vegetarian and Buddhist for many years, and she has been distributing porridge to help the poor. She is destined to have a son and a daughter. I escaped a calamity because of Lu's father's good deeds. Therefore, my grandfather gave me a way to transform into human form and marry Lu Wenshan, so that I can give birth to a son or daughter for him, which can be considered as repaying his kindness."
Xu Milu took a sip of tea and said thoughtfully, "Then what about using a demon core to prolong the life of the Lu family's little sister?"
"The youngest daughter of the Lu family was born with a deficiency; she was sickly from birth. The kind-hearted Madam Lu loved this daughter dearly. She somehow heard that the inner core of a demon could prolong life, so she asked a Taoist priest to kill demons and obtain the core. But those were just small demons; they had no inner cores at all!"
Eleven Sister shook her head:
"It is evident that even a mother's love for her son can turn her into a demon. Madam Lu, who has done good deeds all her life, has committed so many atrocities for her daughter. I did not want to see the Lu family suffer, so I transformed into human form and met Lu Wenshan. I intended to advise Madam Lu, but who knew that she would set her sights on the little demon instead."
Xu Milu tapped her index finger slowly on the table, and said knowingly:
"So your family is planning to go with the flow and give up half a demon core to settle this karmic debt? No wonder that day a leopard demon got drunk and talked nonsense, saying that this was a great opportunity for you to become an immortal."
"The Lu family intended to deceive me into marriage, but I knew about it long ago. Originally, I thought that if Lu Wenshan was a rare person who was reasonable, I would spend more time, more than sixty years, to have children, be a good wife and mother, and properly settle this matter. Then I could cultivate in peace in the future."
If he's a fool, I'm not afraid. I'll lend half of my demon core to that little Lu girl for now, and take it back after she dies. Although it'll be tough, it's much better than suffering the hardships ordinary women in the mortal world endure.”
Shiyi Niang was clear-headed and logical, not at all like a love-struck fool. Her analysis was so logical that even Xu Milu couldn't help but admire her clear-headedness.
So, it turns out that Eleven Niang never liked Lu Wenshan from beginning to end. She was only after becoming an immortal, and marrying Lu Wenshan was just a way to repay a debt of gratitude.
Good awareness, good mind.
Mo Xuan, however, couldn't quite understand, his handsome face filled with existential doubt:
"But were all those loving gestures just a lie? I saw that young master of the Lu family risk being shot by the Imperial Guards during curfew, desperately pleading for help, his head even bleeding from kowtowing... he looked..."
It seems like he cares a lot about Eleventh Sister.
Eleventh Sister lay on the blanket and murmured softly:
“I am a demon, what use is Lu Wenshan’s sincerity to me? Besides, he only kowtowed a few times and thinks he is very affectionate and righteous, that he was forced to choose between his new wife and his younger sister. But in my opinion, there is no more hypocritical person in the world than him.”
Xu Milu slowly took a sip of tea and nodded:
"Anyone can kowtow. If he truly loved his wife, he shouldn't have had this thought. I'm afraid the Lu family was planning to marry the Hu family's daughter all along. Lu Wenshan neither told her the truth nor advised his mother not to commit any more murders. He is disloyal to his wife and unfilial to his mother. Moreover, even if Shiyi Niang refuses to give up her elixir today, Lu Wenshan will eventually take the initiative to ask her to do so, and may even force her to give up her elixir."
Mo Xuan opened his mouth: "No way, I think that young master of the Lu family is just a little too filial, but he wouldn't be so cruel, would he?"
"Then go and find Lu Wenshan now, and see what he's doing. Is he at home taking good care of his younger sister and elderly mother who are in shock, or is he running around seeking medical treatment for his wife?"
Xu Milu yawned, resting her chin on her hand.
“I bet you he didn’t do either of those things. He’s probably drowning his sorrows in alcohol somewhere, crying to others about how he was forced into this situation and how he had no choice but to do it.”
Mo Xuan was somewhat skeptical, but determined to make the bet, he immediately perked up:
"What are we betting on? Is there a prize?"
Xu Milu thought for a moment, then pointed to the century-old miniature peach on the table:
"Let's bet on it. If I lose, I'll give it to you; if you lose, you'll owe me a peach. How about it?"
Mo Xuan rubbed his hands together, grabbed the window, and climbed out, his tone exceptionally excited:
"Alright, alright! If you lose, you'll have to add another giant quiver!"
He had been eyeing that magical ferns for quite some time, and now he finally had a chance to get his hands on one!
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