Chapter 26 The Illusion is simply the opposite of Heaven's will.
Having witnessed the desolation of Shangqing Heaven, Ling Yuanyuan was astonished by the bustling and prosperous scene of the demon realm. Since transmigrating into the book, Ling Yuanyuan had been single-mindedly focused on completing her mission.
They had never really let loose and played freely, but they caught a glimpse of someone performing magic tricks.
She couldn't resist and grabbed the man beside her's hand to run and watch. The woman's fingers were fair and slender, and carried a coolness different from Ruo Su Chen's.
Ruo Suchen was stunned, his gaze falling on Ling Yuanyuan's smiling face.
He frowned and instantly shook off her hand.
“Don’t forget why you’re here,” he reminded her.
Ling Yuanyuan was somewhat indignant that her interest had been interrupted by the man.
She crossed her arms, her smile fading. Despite the vast difference in their strength, she still feigned gentleness.
He coaxed.
"There's still time, aren't you tired of living? Relax for a bit, okay?"
"..."
The demon in front of them changed from one pair of hands to ten pairs of hands.
The intertwined fingers suddenly grew longer. Ling Yuanyuan stared wide-eyed, marveling at the transformation of the demon.
Just as Ruo Suchen was getting impatient, Ling Yuanyuan's expression changed.
Her gaze fell on a woman who had just brushed past the demons. The woman was dressed in plain clothes, with long, loose hair. Few people didn't tie their hair up, especially given the spiritual energy emanating from that woman.
Ling Yuanyuan experienced the celestial realm.
She pulled Ruo Suchen up again and quickly followed.
However, the other party seemed to have noticed the commotion.
In the blink of an eye, it vanished without a trace.
"Did you see that?" Ling Yuanyuan said quickly.
“Hmm,” Ruo Suchen replied, his brow furrowed.
The woman who had just passed by in a hurry bore a striking resemblance to the little bird demon beside him.
Following the marks left by the soil, the trail stopped at an inn.
Ling Yuanyuan looked up and caught a glimpse of the signboard above—Summoning Soul Inn.
"What kind of weird name is this?" Ling Yuanyuan wondered.
Thinking of how awesome Ruo Su Chen was, he felt relieved and lifted his leg.
Ruo Suchen immediately recalled the rumors about this inn, and his brows furrowed.
Ling Yuanyuan's back was reflected in his deep eyes. Ruo Suchen reached out to pull Ling Yuanyuan.
I haven't met her yet.
The inn's door opened with a bang.
A powerful demonic aura rushed towards Ling Yuanyuan.
The once vivid and lifelike Ling Yuanyuan suddenly became like an empty shell without a soul.
His eyes were vacant, and he stood motionless at the door.
The man tilted his head slightly, his fingertips lingering on Ling Yuanyuan's arm.
"Ling Yuanyuan," Ruo Suchen called her name.
There was no response.
Sensing something was wrong, Ruo Suchen used magic to trace the woman's scattered soul.
This time, however, even Ruo Su Chen fell victim to it.
Opening my eyes again—
Ling Yuanyuan woke up in a brothel. A faint scent of wine wafted to her nose, and Ling Yuanyuan felt a slight headache. Surprisingly, she was surrounded by two or three handsome men.
Wine jars were overturned all over the ground, and the brothel man untied Ling Yuanyuan's belt.
He sobered up instantly.
Before Ling Yuanyuan could figure out what was going on, shards of the wine bowl flew towards her.
Ling Yuanyuan dodged.
Their eyes met the man's bloodshot eyes.
Ruo Su Chen, like a wounded young wife, barged into the brothel. He caught a glimpse of Ling Yuan Yuan and a brothel man in a steamy scene.
Especially the faint hickeys on Ling Yuanyuan's neck.
My body trembled uncontrollably.
However, the shards weren't thrown at Ling Yuanyuan, but at the men in the brothel.
"Ruo Suchen, why are you crying?" Ling Yuanyuan was bewildered.
"My wife." Ruo Su Chen bit her lip, her face pale.
Ling Yuanyuan: "???"
It's more likely he'd call her "mother" than "wife".
Ling Yuanyuan looked puzzled.
[Host, the Soul-Summoning Inn devours the souls of those with weak magical power, causing them to lose their memories and fall into an illusion created by the inn.]
[If Su Chen went to the inn in your place to save you, it would be a great sacrifice.]
Ling Yuanyuan: "..."
The system doesn't need to mention the phrase "low magical power".
No wonder she felt the scene was off.
Given Ruo Suchen's temperament, how could he possibly be so aggrieved?
In his memory, you are his wife of many years. But every time you lie to him about going out, you're actually indulging in debauchery.
It's practically turning the world upside down.
[Host. You only need to shatter all his beautiful illusions about you to successfully escape this illusion.]
Hearing the system's words, Ling Yuanyuan nodded.
He immediately put on a cold and indifferent expression and slowly straightened his clothes.
She even took the opportunity to touch the face of the brothel man who was drunk and passed out on the soft couch.
"Ruo Suchen, now that you've seen it, yes, I've had an affair."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Yuanyuan saw Ruo Sucheng's thin lips pursed slightly.
He endured the pain and tried his best to suppress the sadness in his heart.
She flinched slightly, then forced a smile: "Let's go home."
no.
After she said that, why go home?
The Demon Lord, who had previously been aloof and domineering, suddenly softened.
Ling Yuanyuan was somewhat unaccustomed to it.
I almost lost my footing.
"No, I'm tired of looking at you, you old hag." Ling Yuanyuan said, shaking off his hand.
No matter how harsh Ling Yuanyuan's tone was, Ruo Sucheng didn't get angry. He just lowered his head and murmured that it was his fault.
“If my wife refuses to go back, then I will follow her.” Ruo Su Chen gradually calmed down from her initial emotional collapse.
Looking at Ling Yuanyuan's face, which he loved so much, he suppressed his sadness and said.
Ruo Suchen was a son-in-law.
He and his wife have been married for ten years, and his wife has always been devoted to and loving for their family.
Let him stay at home with peace of mind.
It must have been the allure of the women outside that made her lose her way. If Su Chen doesn't blame Ling Yuanyuan, then she is innocent.
I just felt it was my fault.
Ling Yuanyuan sneered: "If you want to follow, then follow."
So, Ling Yuanyuan stayed in the brothel for two days.
During this time, she repeatedly summoned other handsome men and flirted with them in front of Ruo Su Chen.
But Ruo Su Chen just stared at her intently.
There was no intention to leave alone.
Ling Yuanyuan has been portrayed so many times that it's become tiresome.
"Ruo Suchen, are you tired? Why are you clinging to me like this?" Ling said, full of grievance.
The man's noble face only showed a wronged expression, completely unrecognizable from the arrogant and unruly demon lord of the past.
He stepped forward and slowly took off his coat.
Beneath the long black robe, his collarbones were clearly defined and alluring. Moreover, the man possessed broad shoulders and a narrow waist.
Ling Yuanyuan was completely confused.
“They don’t know what position my wife prefers. If my wife wishes, I can…” Ruo Su Chen said gently.
He's figured it out in the last couple of days.
In the past, when his wife mentioned wanting to try something different, he would always refuse out of shame. But since his wife stayed in this brothel every day, it must be because those men used all their charms.
As long as his wife doesn't leave him.
If Su Chen is willing to change his ingrained ways.
Ling Yuanyuan was dumbfounded and quickly pulled Ruo Suchen's clothes up. She rubbed her forehead and said, "Okay, okay, let's go home."
Upon hearing Ling Yuanyuan's words, Ruo Suchen smiled again.
He cautiously reached out, his fingertips gently touching the woman. Noticing Ling Yuanyuan's gaze, the corners of his lips unconsciously turned up. His wife was willing to go home, and Ruo Suchen was overjoyed.
[Host, you must shatter his beautiful illusion.]
System notification.
Ling Yuanyuan knew that too, but Ruo Suchen seemed determined to stay here if she didn't go home.
Moreover, Ling Yuanyuan was afraid that Ruo Suchen would really strip naked later.
It seems that Ruo Su Chen, who has lost his memory, only feels that she is his wife of ten years.
It's normal that Ruo Su Chen would find it hard to accept being dumped all of a sudden.
Ling Yuanyuan decides to use a gentle approach.
Take it slow, it should be okay.
The house in the illusion was quite realistic, and Ling Yuanyuan exclaimed in amazement after following Ruo Suchen home.
The eaves and furnishings inside the house do indeed suggest that someone has lived there.
The steamed buns Ruo Suchen had made before leaving were still warm in the stove, as he was afraid his wife would go hungry when she returned home. Ruo Suchen lifted the lid; the warm water had already gone cold.
The steamed buns were so hard they were difficult to swallow.
"My wife, you go and rest. I'll make dinner."
Ruo Su Chen spoke, his eyes filled with tenderness. He stared, mesmerized, his gaze even more gentle than that of Xuan Yue Immortal Lord towards his beloved.
Ling Yuanyuan sat quietly in the chair for a while.
I just want to know how to get out of this illusion.
If Su Chen remembers, will he kill her to silence her?
Ling Yuanyuan touched her neck.
I felt a chill.
Ruo Suchen cooks all the meals at home, so he is very familiar with how to cook the dishes on the cutting board.
Fearing that his wife would go hungry if she waited too long, Ruo Suchen couldn't help but speed up his chopping.
"Ouch—" Oops, I accidentally cut my finger with the kitchen knife.
Although he stopped in time, his slender fingers were still slightly cut. Blood seeped from the flesh, and Ruo Suchen winced in pain.
Hearing the noise, Ling Yuanyuan went over.
Upon seeing his wife, Ruo Suchen quickly hid his hands behind his back. The aroma of food wafted through the room, and the woman's expression was inscrutable amidst the swirling mist.
Ling Yuanyuan walked quickly to Ruo Suchen.
She grabbed his hand.
"My wife!"
"I'm fine, it was just an accident."
Ruo Suchen immediately said.
His hair was a bit greasy from spending so much time in the cramped kitchen. He hadn't rested well for the past few days, and his complexion was poor. However, the man was still very handsome.
This sense of fragmentation was something Ling Yuanyuan had never experienced before.
Ling Yuanyuan didn't even lift her eyelids, looking at him indifferently.
Suddenly, he said fiercely, "You can't even do this simple thing right. You're not even a fraction as good as Lord Ye."
Ye Jun is the top courtesan in the brothel.
Ruo Suchen trembled and lowered his head absently in the night.
The woman's tone was icy, completely unlike the wife he remembered. He looked at Ling Yuanyuan, but Ling Yuanyuan showed no concern for his injured finger.
He even reached out and pressed the wound on it twice.
The pain in her hands was nothing compared to the pain in her heart; Ruo Su Chen forced herself to endure the sorrow.
He tried to pull his hand away.
Ling Yuanyuan held him down, saying, "It hurts already? You take so long to cook a dish, are you trying to starve me to death?"
The man quickly apologized.
Just then, the water in the pot boiled, so he stepped back a few paces.
Seeing him avoid her, Ling Yuanyuan snorted coldly.
He left the kitchen as if he were a hands-off manager.
While Ruosu was cooking, Ling Yuanyuan sat in a chair thinking about how to be ruthless.
This change in status really thrilled her.
Not long after, Ruo Su Chen brought over several dishes of food. He had also made a pot of chicken soup, sprinkled with chopped green onions. Ling Yuan Yuan drank several mouthfuls of it, finding it so delicious.
Seeing Ling Yuanyuan enjoying her meal, Ruo Suchen smiled.
He was thinking about this while he was cooking.
At this moment, Ruo Suchen mustered up his courage and asked, "That Jun Ye..."
Ling Yuanyuan picked up a piece of braised pork and said, "Oh, he and I are just friends in bed. It's all physical, nothing emotional, don't overthink it."
Ruo Suchen gripped his chopsticks tightly, feeling lost.
After a long while, he looked up and asked, "Is it me... that I, your husband, cannot satisfy my wife...?"
Ling Yuanyuan shrugged. "That's just how I am. If you can accept it, then stay. If you can't, then leave."
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