Chapter 27 The Ribbonfish That Died of Boredom for Three Months
Ruo Suchen looked flustered and quickly grabbed Ling Yuanyuan's clothes.
He shook his head, his face completely pale. This pitiful state was utterly incompatible with the Demon Lord that Ling Yuanyuan remembered.
Ling Yuanyuan shook off Ruo Suchen's hand, somewhat impatient. The sound of bowls and chopsticks slamming to the ground made quite a commotion.
Ruo Suchen tried his best to suppress the sadness surging in his chest.
Seeing that Ling Yuanyuan had already abandoned him and returned to her room, Ruo Suchen's eyes reddened.
He picked up the bowl.
She shed tears quietly, her throat slightly hoarse.
He suppressed his sobs, afraid that his wife would be unhappy if she heard them.
By the time Ruo Suchen finished tidying up, Ling Yuanyuan was already asleep in bed. He carefully climbed onto the bed, looking at the woman sleeping on the outside with a dilemma. If he lay on the inside, he would definitely wake his wife.
Ruo Suchen rested his chin on one hand, half-squatting by the bed.
He gave Ling Yuanyuan a deep look.
The woman's face was delicate and beautiful, and she only became so gentle when she was sleeping.
During the day, she would be extremely indifferent to him.
Ruo Suchen clenched his fingers slightly, not understanding why his wife had changed.
She used to say that she wouldn't let him go to sleep with negative emotions. If he was even a little sad, she would comfort him.
But now, Ling Yuanyuan is sleeping peacefully.
The man was left alone, lost in his memories.
After a long while, Ruo Suchen walked to the cabinet and took out a quilt and a mattress. Not wanting to wake Ling Yuanyuan, Ruo Suchen decided to sleep on the floor for the night.
The next day, Ruo Suchen woke up from the cold.
He thought that if he opened his eyes, he would see Ling Yuanyuan's concerned gaze.
But the bed was empty.
Ruo Su Chen panicked completely, his heart leaping into his throat. He immediately stood up, ignoring his disheveled clothes.
They searched for Ling Yuanyuan at home.
There wasn't a trace of them.
Ruo Su Chen was worried that she had gone to a brothel again, so before leaving home, he took out some silver from under his pillow. Ruo Su Chen stumbled out, somewhat lost and confused.
Until the man's figure disappeared from sight.
Ling Yuanyuan then walked out from the door.
"System, why isn't he waking up yet?" Ling Yuanyuan exclaimed.
[The host has truly taken the "scumbag woman" archetype to its extreme.]
The system also sighed.
Compared to the male leads who wanted to kill her, this was nothing.
Ling Yuanyuan decided to add fuel to the fire.
Ruo Suchen searched for a long time at the brothel, but couldn't find his wife.
In the end, he was kicked out by the madam, and his silver coins fell all over the floor.
If Ruo Suchen went to the street again, he would grab a passerby and ask them questions.
Have you seen the lady before?
Have you ever seen the lady...?
In the end, even Ruo Suchen couldn't tell when it was.
All that was known was that the sky was dark and the streets were sparsely populated. Raindrops fell on her face, and Ruosu Chen wiped her face, which was almost dry.
He returned home dejectedly, as if he had lost his soul.
A series of intimate, suggestive sounds rang out.
"Miss Ling, you're joking. Tell me, is your husband more capable or am I?" The man's voice suddenly rang out.
Ruo Suchen paused for a moment.
Without entering the house, he looked through the window. A jarring scene unfolded: a woman and a man were very close. They were practically inseparable, and Ling Yuanyuan's fingers lightly traced from the man's Adam's apple to his collarbone.
Ling Yuanyuan lay languidly, her brows furrowed with a tenderness she had never shown before towards Ruo Suchen.
"Of course it's you," Ling Yuanyuan replied without hesitation.
The man smiled with satisfaction.
The two shadows intertwined, intimately connected.
He and his wife had been married for several years, and she had never called him in such a gentle voice before.
She only cared about her own pleasure.
Even though Ruo Su Chen was powerless, he still rebuked him for being useless.
Ruo Suchen waited for a long time.
Before they could separate, all that was heard was—
“If Su Chen is so boring, being with him is like being a ribbonfish that’s been dead for three months,” Ling Yuanyuan said, her red lips landing on the man’s neck.
Ruo Suchen looked as if he had been struck by lightning.
I felt cold from head to toe.
A ribbonfish that had been dead for three months.
Ribbonfish.
He died.
He shuddered, and Ling Yuanyuan's figure grew increasingly blurry. Ruo Suchen covered his ears, unable to breathe. His heart felt like it was being gripped tightly, making it hard to breathe.
Ling Yuanyuan's laughter and the strange man's laughter almost overwhelmed him.
Ling Yuanyuan went to a brothel, so be it.
They're even bringing other people back to their homes and having them sleep in their beds.
She really is...
Damn it.
Ruo Suchen suddenly attacked the window, shattering the entire partition. A strong gust of wind swept towards Ling Yuanyuan, who quickly closed her eyes.
The illusion before my eyes.
As Ruo Suchen's lucidity faded.
Ling Yuanyuan was still being held by the arm, but the eeriness of the Soul-Summoning Inn in front of her had disappeared.
Aside from the rustling of leaves in my ears, I could hear the demons coming and going in the inn.
It was as if nothing had happened.
"Ling Yuanyuan." Ruo Sucheng lifted his eyelids, calling out Ling Yuanyuan's name with a forced smile. On Ruo Sucheng's ascetic face, a tear still clung, yet to fall. If everything else was fake, this tear gave Ling Yuanyuan a sense of reality.
He subconsciously wiped away the traces from the corner of his eye.
Ling Yuanyuan, along with her clothes, was lifted up by Ruo Suchen.
He wished he could kill her immediately.
To vent his anger.
"Are you out of your mind to dare to have an affair?"
Ruo Suchen's figure loomed over him.
A strange sense of oppression and danger.
The man exuded a barely perceptible agitation as he ran his hand across Ling Yuanyuan's lips.
It seems that the image is still stuck in the realm of a woman kissing a strange man.
Ling Yuanyuan felt a pain and swelling in her lips.
Ruo Su Chen seemed oblivious, gently caressing her lips again and again.
The man's fingertips were icy cold.
Without a trace of affection, he rebuked Ling Yuanyuan: "You're still putting on a live sex show in front of me."
He quickly slapped Ruo Suchen away and Ling Yuanyuan took a few steps back.
"The act I put on to help you escape the illusion was all just a pretense!"
"The Demon Lord is so angry."
"Could it be that you really consider me your sweetheart?"
A series of questions.
Ruo Suchen's mood grew increasingly unpleasant.
"You're saying I'm a ribbonfish that's been dead for three months, huh?" Ruo Su Chen's voice was low and his aura was cold.
Ling Yuanyuan: I have already behaved myself, please let me go.
She really got really into her rant.
I felt good cursing back then.
When will there be another event like the one in the illusion?
Ling Yuanyuan raised her hand to sign up.
The illusion was fake, but the fact that the man was so unjustly violated and trampled on in the illusion was real.
His feelings for her...
Ruo Suchen suddenly released his grip, feeling this strange sensation in his chest. He had never experienced this even when Mo Lingling was around.
Ruo Suchen only experienced a slight ups and downs after Mo Lingling's death.
But he is the Demon Lord, and his heart is inherently cold.
Aside from millions of years of solitude, Ruo Suchen had no other emotions.
Seeing Ruo Suchen remain silent.
Ling Yuanyuan's eyes darted around.
I'm glad the days I spent in the illusion were fake.
If the Demon Lord Su Chen was so stingy, he only gave Ling Yuanyuan three days to investigate the truth.
The Soul-Summoning Inn is quite similar to the legends.
That's bizarre.
Ruo Su Chen wanted to leave, but Ling Yuan Yuan stepped inside before him.
The man's face looked extremely grim.
Seeing that Ling Yuanyuan was disobedient, he had no choice but to step forward and follow. The proprietress glanced at the two people outside the door and burst into laughter.
Especially the man in black before me, who exuded an air of elegance and nobility.
They can move freely in the demon realm.
With such powerful magical abilities surrounding him, he must be some great figure.
"Sir, would you like to stay at the inn?" The landlady swayed as she walked over.
She gave Ruo Suchen a charming and alluring expression.
Ruo Suchen immediately thought of the brothel man in the illusion, who also had a flirtatious relationship with Ling Yuanyuan.
My blood froze.
He raised his hand, and the proprietress was sent flying.
The woman coughed up blood, her eyes wide open.
"You...you are a demon..."
Ruo Suchen, having nowhere else to vent his anger, showed no mercy. The proprietress died on the spot, without even having time to call for help.
Ling Yuanyuan: "..."
"No, if you kill her, how are we supposed to find out who that woman was?" Ling Yuanyuan was speechless.
Ruo Su Chen thought Ling Yuan Yuan would scream in fear.
But she just rolled her eyes.
Ling Yuanyuan walked to the shopkeeper's drawers and found that every drawer was locked.
Just as she was about to run to the landlady to look for the key, Ruo Suchen impatiently cast a spell.
The demonic energy directly engulfed the entire piece of wood.
With a loud "boom!"
The locked cabinet cracked open.
Simple and brutal.
The lesser demons around them sensed the malevolent aura emanating from Ruo Su Chen and quickly slipped out of the inn. Ling Yuan Yuan picked up the record book that had fallen to the ground and discovered that quite a few demons had stayed at this inn.
Until she caught a glimpse of the latest stroke, Xia Yuan'er.
Ling Yuanyuan was stunned.
Jing Xuan Yue went to find the Five Elements Artifacts, so how could Xia Yuan Er be resurrected?
Noticing that Ling Yuanyuan's expression was off, Ruo Suchen stepped forward.
I saw the information column that the landlady had recorded.
A person from the immortal realm?
Could it be that she harmed the elder?
Ling Yuanyuan closed the book, blaming it all on Ruo Suchen.
Before the landlady could even gracefully turn around, she was killed by Ruo Su Chen.
"Crunch."
The table trembled, and Ling Yuanyuan looked in the direction of the sound. Inside the inn, there was a servant boy who was so frightened by them that he covered his head and hid underneath.
Ling Yuanyuan's eyes lit up, and she quickly stepped forward to pull him out.
"No...don't kill me..."
The servant was terrified and said, "Even the original tail has reappeared."
It's a wolf demon.
“Tell me, who is this person recorded in this book?” Ruo Su Chen grabbed him and lifted him up.
Ling Yuanyuan reached out and slapped Ruo Suchen away.
As his fingertips brushed against her, the man froze. A fleeting image flashed through his mind of him and Ling Yuanyuan being husband and wife in the illusion, and Ruo Suchen lowered his gaze.
They released the wolf demon.
This time, I didn't hurt him recklessly.
The servant was so frightened that his legs trembled. The demon realm was always peaceful and harmonious.
Where did these two come from? One of them is also a demon.
There's another one, who is clearly from the demon realm.
He was filled with hostility.
If you hesitate any longer, you'll end up like the landlady.
Seeing Ruo Su Chen staring at him, the servant quickly said, "He is...he is...he is from the Immortal Realm..."
really.
The spiritual power in that hairpin probably came from her.
"She has been in the demon realm for some time now, and it seems she is looking for someone."
The servant said this, and then led Ling Yuanyuan and Ruo Suchen to the room where the woman had stayed.
The interior has been cleaned up so thoroughly that there is no sign of habitation.
The servant reached out and wiped the dust off the table.
"What are you doing?" Ling Yuanyuan looked at him.
The wolf demon smiled slightly: "Sorry, it was just a conditioned reflex."
The working class's fate is to work.
Ling Yuanyuan couldn't help but sigh, even demons are like this.
Ling Yuanyuan took out the tracking artifact that the system had rewarded her with from her bag, which puzzled Ruo Suchen.
“This is a guide to finding her based on the lingering scent in this house,” Ling Yuanyuan said.
Sure enough, the needle on the magical artifact started spinning the next moment.
Southeast direction.
Ruo Suchen glanced at her indifferently a few times.
Poor skills, lots of these junks.
Arriving at the direction indicated by the magical artifact, Ling Yuanyuan immediately spotted Xia Yuan'er standing on the cliff.
A cold wind blew through the woman's long hair that fell over her shoulders, but she seemed oblivious to the chill.
"Xia Yuan'er?"
Ling Yuanyuan tentatively spoke.
As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Yuan'er turned around. The moment she saw Ling Yuanyuan, a look of surprise appeared on her usually cold face.
He took a big step and ran towards Ling Yuanyuan.
"?"
If we trace the dust, it's inexplicable.
"Thump!"
Ling Yuanyuan almost lost her balance when she was suddenly embraced.
What came into view was the woman's smiling face, and the faint fragrance of her hair wafted past my nose.
“Princess,” Xia Yuan’er said.
The familiar voice and expression brought Ling Yuanyuan back to her senses.
It is Xia Yuan'er's earth spirit.
In her third life, Ling Yuanyuan transmigrated into the body of Princess Bei Mo Daiyuan.
Because she had helped Xia Yuan'er, a concubine's daughter of a marquis, only the Earth Soul would see her so happy.
The Heavenly Soul Xia Yuan'er is unfathomable, and her identity is in opposition to that of Ling Yuanyuan, the leader of the Purple Moon Cult.
Xia Yuan'er, whose soul is both green and tea-colored, is quite reserved in her feelings towards Ling Yuanyuan, the daughter of the Minister of Justice.
But Jing Xuan Yue has retrieved all three of her souls, so how did she come to the demon realm?
He noticed the confusion in Ling Yuanyuan's eyes.
"Princess, that man named Jing Xuan Yue is very strange. Luckily, I managed to slip away. I don't even know where I am."
Xia Yuan'er sighed.
She opened her eyes to find herself inside Jing Xuan Yue's spirit pouch. Unwilling to be captured like this, Xia Yuan'er seized the opportunity when the man wasn't looking and shoved open the pouch. She fell through the gap, thinking she would die.
I never expected to end up in a place full of monsters.
Xia Yuan'er was terrified.
Seeing the tears on her face almost dried by the wind, Ling Yuanyuan wiped away her sweat.
"You escaped, but what about the other two souls..."
Hearing Ling Yuanyuan's words, Xia Yuan'er's eyes flashed with displeasure.
She was surprised to find two women in the spirit bag who looked exactly like her, and both women called themselves Xia Yuan'er.
They have no memories of the celestial realm.
After communicating with each other, they discovered that they all had something in common.
That is—everyone knows Ling Yuanyuan.
It seems that Jing Xuan Yue's three souls all escaped while she was searching for the divine artifact.
Given Di Hun's timid nature, it's likely that the person he met at the inn wasn't her.
Ling Yuanyuan pondered, then fell silent.
If Su Chen could see right through the soul before him, he would absentmindedly cross his arms. His gaze fell on the woman's hand, which was tightly gripping Ling Yuanyuan's, and he found it utterly displeasing.
The man turned his head, his cold gaze sweeping over Xia Yuan'er.
There was no tenderness in his eyes, only a mocking smile on his lips: "I'm curious who's so ruthless as to have beaten this woman so badly that her three souls were separated from her body."
Ling Yuanyuan silently looked away.
He even had the nerve to compare how miserable he was.
Xia Yuan'er was an immortal; at least her three souls remained even after her death.
Mo Lingling jumped into the ghostly nectar, never to be resurrected for all eternity.
You two are evenly matched.
Ling Yuanyuan cursed inwardly.
If he weren't the Demon Lord, Ling Yuanyuan would definitely have confronted him directly.
A bunch of scumbag male leads.
Just as Ling Yuanyuan was pondering this, Xia Yuan'er's eyes suddenly lit up.
She tugged at Ling Yuanyuan's sleeve: "Princess, which of the three of us do you like the most?"
Ling Yuanyuan: "???"
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Author's Note: Ling Yuanyuan: Another one who loves me / raises a wine glass
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