Chapter 511 Spoiled and Willful Wife VS Cowardly and Fearful Husband 3
Is she... making him sleep on the floor?
Junyu remained silent for the time being.
The thought swirled in his mind, and he was momentarily stunned.
Unexpectedly, she was unwilling to share a bed with him.
Although he had been uneasy about sharing a bed with her, now, looking at the brocade quilt that she had casually tossed on the floor…
A faint sense of loss welled up inside me.
Junyu pondered for a moment and realized that it wasn't entirely incomprehensible.
Although they were married, they were complete strangers before. Her reaction was understandable.
Coincidentally, he also felt that matters of the heart should not be rushed and should be nurtured slowly.
It wouldn't be too late for them to consummate their marriage after they've spent some time together, gotten to know each other, and become more familiar with one another.
Junyu knelt down and picked up the brocade quilt from the ground.
He walked to the soft couch near the window and spread out the brocade quilt.
Outside the window, the night was deep, with only the occasional chirping of insects.
He lay down, his body inevitably a little stiff.
The soft couch was fairly comfortable, but it was far less spacious than a bed, only half an arm's length longer than him.
He was tall and it was really inconvenient for him to sleep on this soft couch.
And now it's late autumn, the night wind carries a chill that seeps in through the window cracks, it's really quite cold.
late at night.
On the carved bed, Jiang Zhiyi tossed and turned, her brocade quilt crumpled in frustration.
This bed was very different from the one in her boudoir in the Minister's mansion, and the familiar scent of incense had also changed, making it difficult for her to fall asleep.
Junyu lay on a soft couch not far away, not yet asleep.
Hearing rustling sounds coming from the bedside, Jun Yu propped himself up. Moonlight streamed in through the window, casting a silvery glow on his profile.
He lowered his voice, his tone unconsciously softening: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Zhiyi ignored him, hummed a few times unhappily, somewhat dissatisfied, like a child throwing a tantrum.
Junyu felt somewhat helpless, knowing that she must be unaccustomed to it, which was why she couldn't sleep.
He pursed his lips and then said, "Let me tell you a story."
When he was a child, he caught a cold and couldn't sleep all night because of coughing. His mother would tell him stories to lull him to sleep.
At this moment, Jiang Zhiyi's appearance is exactly the same as my own back then when I was hiding under the quilt and throwing a tantrum.
Even though they have only spent a few hours together, Jun Yu has already figured out Jiang Zhiyi's personality. She is spoiled, willful, and has a bad temper; she needs to be coaxed.
Jun Yu cleared his throat, gazing at the flickering candlelight above the tent, and slowly began, "Once upon a time, there was a high mountain, and at its foot lived a hunter. Every day, this hunter would go up the mountain to hunt before dawn, and sometimes even spend the night in the forest. One day, he encountered a woman covered in wounds in a cave... The woman had long, flowing hair, her white clothes stained with blood, and she had fainted against the damp rock wall... The hunter, being kind-hearted, immediately took out some herbs he carried with him and applied them to her wounds..."
He deliberately softened his voice, making it drawn out like a sweet porridge simmering on a stove.
"The woman was originally a mountain spirit who cultivated herself. To absorb the essence of men, she transformed into a young girl to approach the hunter. The two stayed in the forest for several days. The hunter secretly developed feelings for the woman, and the woman pretended to reciprocate his feelings..."
As Junyu finished speaking, he heard a faint sound of someone turning over in bed.
Stealing a glance, he saw that Jiang Zhiyi had somehow turned to face him, the quilt slipping down to her shoulders, revealing a section of her snow-white neck.
"However, whenever the hunter fell asleep, she would use her magic to drain his yang energy. The hunter grew thinner and thinner, but he only thought it was from his daily toil, and he continued to hunt in various ways to earn money to save up for his dowry to marry her..."
"After that, the two secretly pledged their lives to each other. The hunter returned home to prepare for the wedding. A wandering Taoist priest passed through the village and immediately noticed that the hunter was possessed by demonic energy. He followed him into the mountains. The priest recognized the woman as a demon in disguise and immediately decided to subdue her, acting on behalf of Heaven..."
Halfway through his speech, Junyu secretly glanced in that direction again.
Jiang Zhiyi seemed to be asleep, and there was no movement at all.
Seeing this, he remained silent.
Just as he was about to close his eyes to rest, he heard Jiang Zhiyi gently call his name.
"And then? What happened next?" Jiang Zhiyi had sat up at some point and was looking at him. "We finally heard the important part, but you just stopped talking. You really know how to keep people in suspense!"
She immediately started criticizing him, and she was furious.
He stopped just as the story was getting interesting; he must have done it on purpose, wanting to tease her.
"Tell me quickly!" she urged again, showing no politeness whatsoever.
Jun Yu looked at Jiang Zhiyi, who had her ears perked up like a cat with its fur standing on end, and a hint of interest flashed in his dark eyes.
He continued speaking, but the latter half of the story took a completely different turn.
"The woodcutter was so anxious that tears streamed down his face. He knelt down before the Taoist priest and begged him to spare the woman's life. He said that even if she was a demon, it didn't matter; he would only ever acknowledge her as his wife. No matter what she was, the two of them could never be separated… The Taoist priest angrily rebuked him for being bewitched and utterly unreasonable…"
Jun Yu softened his voice, "Later, to protect the demon, the hunter fought with the Taoist priest. But how could the hunter possibly be a match for the Taoist priest? He tragically perished on a cliff... Because of his obsession, he didn't enter reincarnation, but became a lonely soul, attempting to rekindle his past life with the demon... But if he wanted to improve his Taoist cultivation, he would have to do something as heinous as absorbing human essence..."
"What's even more unacceptable is that the reason that sorceress committed so many evil deeds wasn't for herself, but to revive her true husband. She practiced evil magic in an attempt to bring him back to life... The hunter was heartbroken and completely unable to accept it... Later, the hunter transformed into a vengeful spirit, specifically harming people in the mountains, especially young women, whom he would never spare... Every full moon night, the mountains would echo with the mournful cries of young women, and countless innocent women had fallen victim to her cruelty..."
When Jiang Zhiyi heard about the evil spirit harming people, she panicked for a moment, and a chill crept up her spine.
The first half of the story was so wonderful, but how did it turn out like this, even mentioning ghosts...?
She already had trouble sleeping, and now, feeling scared, she dared not sleep at all.
A faint hissing sound came from the bed.
Jun Yu looked up and saw that Jiang Zhiyi had already huddled under the quilt, only half of her face showing, and she scolded him again: "You deliberately scared me..."
Her voice trembled, and her previous arrogance had completely turned into fear, making her seem like a frightened little animal.
Just then, several cries suddenly came from outside the window, startling Jiang Zhiyi so much that she shrank her neck, and the bed creaked softly.
Jiang Zhiyi was about to cry.
She hesitated for a moment, then threw the pillow off the bed hard, and it landed right in front of the soft couch.
"Come and sleep here!" she commanded angrily.
Upon hearing this, Jun Yu raised an eyebrow, but showed no surprise on his face.
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