Chapter 50: Past Entanglement She said her name was Zhu Huan, and she was a wife of the Xie family. ...
Shen Wenji buried himself in his blood-stained clothes, listening to his deliberately humorous words, but his tears flowed even more violently.
She clutched the fabric of his back tightly, her fingertips rubbing against the dried blood scabs, and her heart ached: "It's already this hour, and you still have the mood to joke..."
Xie Yunqing patted her back gently, his movements so gentle that it seemed as if he was not injured at all. Although he tried his best to hide it, the increasingly rapid rise and fall of his chest and the gradually unstable breathing indicated that his condition was serious.
He lowered his head, rubbing his chin against the top of her head. His voice was weak and hard to conceal. "If I don't tease you, how long will you cry?"
He paused, then forced a smile. "I'm really fine. The demons have a use for me. Mo Cang doesn't dare to kill me. After all, I'm still his brother in name only, and a candidate for the position of half-demon lord."
Shen Wenji raised his head suddenly, staring at him with red eyes: "What do you mean I dare not kill you? Look at how much blood you have shed. You are obviously in great danger."
She reached out to lift the collar of his shirt to check the condition of the wound, but Xie Yunqing grabbed her wrist.
"Don't touch it." His fingertips rubbed her beating pulse. His voice lowered, a hint of resistance. "The wound is too hideous. I'm afraid it will scare you."
"I'm not afraid." Shen Wenji stubbornly tried to break free from his hand. She stared at him closely and said, "You're looking down on me too much. I'm the leader of a sect after all. What kind of injuries haven't I seen? I have elixirs to heal wounds, springs to nourish spiritual springs, and even if all else fails, I have the dual cultivation method to repair spiritual veins..."
"Come with me, let's go home, I will definitely be able to cure you."
Xie Yunqing grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer, his breath fanning her ear. He repeated with a half-smile, "Dual Cultivation?"
"What, what's wrong? It's just the traditional practice of the Hehuan Sect..." Shen Wenji didn't know why he was shy. He turned his head away and said stubbornly, "What's wrong with you? Your mind is still full of love."
Xie Yunqing was amused by her appearance, his laughter choking in his throat. He pretended to be casual and asked, "Have you mastered the Hehuan Sect's techniques well? Why have I never seen you use them?"
Shen Wenji's voice choked: "I was..."
"Okay, I admit, I only started learning this year." She avoided Xie Yunqing's probing gaze with a guilty conscience and said weakly, "Although I've only read about this dual cultivation method in books, the effects... I haven't tried it, so I don't know how it works."
"But this is a last resort. Even without this magic, I can still cure you. Trust me."
Xie Yunqing was extremely satisfied after hearing her explanation. He curled his lips and said, "Okay, if I'm lucky enough to get out someday, I'll definitely practice the traditional techniques of the Hehuan Sect with you."
Shen Wenji: "..."
Although she could hear the joking tone in his words, she didn't have time to argue with him. Instead, she keenly grasped his hidden meaning: "In the future? What is your current situation? If you don't let me see it, then explain it to me clearly."
She put her hand on his collar and threatened through gritted teeth: "Otherwise, don't blame me for stripping you off here and seeing it with my own eyes."
Xie Yunqing smiled bitterly and covered the back of her hand, looking at her with complicated eyes: "They used the magic poison to seal my Dantian, which in turn destroyed my spiritual veins."
"All my years of spiritual power cultivation have been reversed into demonic energy." As he turned his wrist, his palm was filled with thick black mist, and not a trace of spiritual power fluctuation could be detected.
"This vicious, bone-eating poison cannot be cured by ordinary elixirs. If spiritual energy invades my body, it will be counterproductive and make me even more uncomfortable."
"I seem to have completely turned into a demon." Xie Yunqing lowered his eyes, gently stroking her cheek with his fingertips, and forced a smile: "You shouldn't have come here, Wen Ji."
"If I don't come, who will take care of you?" Shen Wenji's voice softened again, and she buried herself in his arms again.
Her trembling fingertips gently touched his blood-stained clothes, and she choked with sobs and complained, "So, when I used my spiritual power to heal you just now, not only did it not help you, but it made your injuries worse, right?"
Xie Yunqing's body stiffened. He didn't expect her to notice this. He said vaguely, "No, I don't feel anything."
"Liar, you've shed so much blood." Shen Wenji's tears, which had only stopped for a moment, threatened to burst again. She asked angrily, "Then why didn't you tell me clearly in advance?"
"I forgot." Xie Yunqing blinked and said innocently, "I was so happy to see you that I forgot all the trivial things. For a moment, I didn't remember a single thing."
Shen Wenji: "..."
With an expression of disbelief on her face, she raised her hand and twisted his arm, saying, "Are you awake now? Tell me everything you know."
She reached out and touched Xie Yunqing's chest, staring at him with tearful eyes: "Tell me the truth, don't lie to me."
Xie Yunqing was silent for a moment, raised his hand to wipe the tears from her cheek, and sighed: "I'll tell you everything, but you have to promise me not to cry anymore."
Shen Wenji nodded and took his hand: “Are you really the bloodline of the Demon Lord?”
"It's true." Xie Yunqing lowered his eyes and said softly, "I only found out a few hours ago. I was bathing in the Yangling Spring when your missing senior brother suddenly broke in and wanted to take me to the Demon Realm."
"Although my body was filled with mixed spirit and demonic energy, I still had the strength to escape from the battle. Until I saw him take out a token."
He took out the item from his storage ring and handed it to Shen Wenji, his tone filled with nostalgia: "It's a jade pendant, and it looks exactly like the jade pendant my mother gave me to keep me safe."
"I have looked at this pattern for countless days and nights, there is no way I could have mistaken it." He took out another jade pendant that was broken into three petals from his collection. The two jade pendants were exactly the same.
"Afterwards, I met Mo Cang. He took me to the front hall of the Demon Palace and said that the Demon Lord would tell me about the entanglements of my previous life and reveal my true life experience."
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Demon Lord Mo Tu was sitting high on his throne, his fingertips tapping unconsciously on the armrests. His penetrating gaze fell on Xie Yunqing, as if looking through him at another person: "It seems like he's just like Zhu Huan. He looks just like them."
Zhu Huan is Xie Yunqing's mother. Since she got married, few people call her that. Everyone calls her Mrs. Xie.
Xie Yunqing stroked the fox pattern on the jade pendant and shouted angrily, "How dare you, a mere demon, call my mother by her name?"
"He has a similarly violent temper." Mo Tu laughed out loud, his demonic energy condensing into the jade pendant. His slow and steady voice reached Xie Yunqing's ears: "Then let me show you from Zhu Huan's perspective how righteous the immortals you mentioned are."
Zhu Huan was originally from the nine-tailed fox clan of Qingqiu, but she was born from the hybrid of a human and a fox, with half human and half fox blood, and could only cultivate to eight tails at birth.
The tribe said that if she wanted to break through the Nine-Tailed Fox, she would have to go to the human world to experience a love tribulation, taste all the love and hate in the mortal world, and finally cut off all feelings and love, so that the magazines in her blood could settle down.
As a result, Zhu Huan was cast under a spell and lost her memory after the training began. She became an ordinary girl with a weak spiritual vein from the beginning.
That year, the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River were thick. She was holding an oil-paper umbrella and met two completely different men in the bluestone alleys.
One was the Demon Lord Mo Tu who had not yet succeeded to the throne at that time, and the other was Xie Yunqing's father, Xie Tonghe.
Mo Tu first met Zhu Huan when he was seriously injured and was picked up by her for treatment. From being indifferent and defensive, he gradually fell for her. Her kindness and purity were like a ray of light shining into his bleak life.
But from beginning to end, he did not dare to reveal his identity, and claimed to her that he was a businessman who was traveling outside and was accidentally killed by bandits.
A person who doesn't even dare to reveal his true identity, let alone mention the love in his heart.
Until Xie Tonghe appeared and broke the strange balance between them.
Xie Tonghe is the eldest son of the Xie family. He is as gentle as jade, bookish, gentle and straightforward.
He would stand in front of her when she was bullied by a playboy, recite his newly written poems to her, carefully brush away the fallen flowers from her hair, accompany her to watch the lanterns by the river, and promise to stay together until old age.
The naive girl's heart was easily revealed, and Zhu Huan soon fell in love with Xie Tonghe.
The two are deeply in love and promise to be together for life.
Mo Tu saw it all, but was unable to get away because of the fight for the Demon Lord. Until he ascended to the throne of the Demon Lord, the Xie family had already made the engagement, and the wedding date was set for the Mid-Autumn Festival.
He hurriedly went to find Zhu Huan, explained his feelings to her, and asked her to reconsider.
Zhu Huan just smiled and refused: "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Mo, but let's not contact each other anymore. From now on, I will be Madam Xie."
The gongs and drums were beating loudly and red silk was spread on the ground.
He watched Zhu Huan in her wedding gown, being led by Xie Tonghe to the wedding hall. The red candles reflected their smiles, but it felt like a knife cutting into his heart.
His followers advised him to stay calm, as he had just ascended the throne and had not yet won over the people. If he acted recklessly, he might lose the support of the people.
Mo Tu stood outside the new house all night. His youthful spirit made him unable to bear this humiliation, so he broke in and used his evil spirit to extinguish the wedding candles.
He didn't even spare a second glance at the groom who was paralyzed on the ground by the fright of the evil spirit. He picked up the panicked bride by the waist and took her back to the cold and dark demonic realm.
The Xie family is not an ordinary family that is unable to compete, they have the background of immortal cultivators.
However, facing the Demon Lord who ruled the entire world, after weighing the pros and cons, the family chose to remain silent. Xie Tonghe would rather lose face than risk his life to save him.
The Xie family gave up the bride who had just married and even consummated the marriage.
In order to cover up the shame, they even announced to the public that the bride died suddenly of an acute illness.
Zhu Huan was imprisoned in the Demon Realm. Apart from having no freedom, Mo Tu treated her very well, even providing her with fine clothes and delicious food. However, she could not fall in love with the demon who abducted her.
Since she didn't want him to touch her, he never forced her and was willing to wait until the day she figured it out.
In fact, she was lucky. On the day she consummated her marriage with Xie Tonghe, she gave birth to a baby girl and named her Xie Zhaozhao.
Zhao means bright.
Sooner or later, she and Zhaozhao will return home, and their family of three will eventually reunite.
After praying every day, things really took a turn for the better. During the war between immortals and demons, the demons were defeated and the order in the demon realm was in chaos.
The immortals who broke into the Demon Palace unexpectedly discovered Zhu Huan imprisoned there.
They asked her her name, where she lived, and whether she had any living relatives.
She said her name was Zhu Huan and she was a member of the Xie family.
Everyone was dumbfounded. The Xie family, which she mentioned had a century-old reputation, had already married a new wife several years ago.
After discussing it, they still notified the Xie family to take her back.
Zhu Huan carried the cute Zhao Zhao home, but the expected family reunion and happy scene did not appear.
Xie Tonghe looked at their children with disgust. Her once gentle husband now only had suspicion and humiliation in his eyes.
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