Chapter 12 Bloody Immortal Hero

Inside the Youdu bedroom.

Chu Liyue started to have a headache again.

He didn't understand. It wasn't even fifteen yet, so why did it have to be this time?

The evil energy in his body surged, and this time the pain was more severe than the previous ones. Not only was it physical, but also mental. He had a splitting headache and unbearable pain. But this time there was no one who would take care of him all night without sleep.

Chu Liyue took a few deep breaths, relieving the uncomfortable suffocation feeling stuck in his chest.

He was holding in his hand the river lantern that was supposed to be released, and the note. Seeing these... his emotions, which had been relatively calm, began to churn again.

It shouldn't be like this... It shouldn't be like this. He has obviously already got the person he really wanted, why... Why does he still always think about her?

He took a deep breath, then forced himself to stop, forced himself not to think about it... Those things should have been forgotten long ago...

Thinking of this, Chu Liyue exerted force with his palm, and the small piece of paper with their names on it was instantly shattered into pieces. As long as she couldn't see anything related to her, she shouldn't feel so uncomfortable.

But when I saw the river lantern...I hesitated.

Looking at the entire hall, that seemed to be the only thing she left behind. If it was lost, there would be no trace of her existence.

Thinking of this, my headache became worse.

The lingering thought in his heart ultimately made him reluctant to throw away the river lantern, and instead he smashed the inkstone on the table.

In his trance, those memories became clearer and clearer. It was the scene when he had a splitting headache and He Nanyan stayed by his side and took good care of him...

…

He endured the whole night like this. On the second day, he was still somewhat unconscious from the pain, and the maid who came forward to serve him became even more timid.

Chu Liyue rubbed his frowning brows and asked in a hoarse voice, "What is she doing?"

The maidservant quickly reported honestly, "Fairy He did nothing and stayed in the bedroom the whole time. She was just in a bad mood, and...she wanted to meet the Demon Lord."

The Demon Lord, who was in a state of confusion, immediately said impatiently, "I'm not asking about her."

Now the maid was also confused.

If it wasn't Fairy He, then who else could it be?

It’s true that she used to be a maid who was specifically responsible for monitoring He Nanyan, but hadn’t the lady already been... sent away?

Could it be that the Demon Lord is still thinking about his wife in his heart?

How can this be possible?

After learning of this idea, the little maid suddenly became more nervous, fearing that she would be silenced for prying into the Demon Lord's inner thoughts.

So she could only reply cautiously and anxiously, "My lord, have you... forgotten? Madam... has been sent away. She is no longer in Youdu. We don't know how she is doing now."

Hearing this, Chu Liyue suddenly came to his senses, and then he felt a slight tremor in his chest, causing him to cover his heart uncontrollably...

Yes, He Nanyan was no longer in Youdu. He had sent her away personally. What on earth was he thinking? Why did her figure always appear in his mind at inappropriate times...

No, I can't think about her anymore.

Chu Liyue pursed his lips tightly and drove away all the memories of He Nanyan in his mind. However, the more he tried not to think about it, the more he thought about her...

The way she cried, the pitiful look in her eyes when she begged, and the way she carefully imitated He Nanwan to please him, every memory was her, every fragment was her, everything was her...

The more Chu Li thought about it, the more agitated he became, and the force with which he covered his chest became heavier. Finally, he could not bear it anymore, and he attacked the treasure pavilion beside him. The rare treasures on it instantly fell to the ground, making the place a mess.

"Get out! Get out!"

The maid was so frightened that she was shaking all over. She knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. Even hearing the word "get out" was like amnesty, and she quickly stumbled out.

Chu Liyue, who remained in the hall, seemed to have used all his strength to suppress the depressed and painful emotions surging from his chest.

He obviously wanted He Nanwan, and he had already snatched her back. Why was he still absent-minded, and always... thinking about that fake girl... She had obviously deceived him, hadn't she? She was obviously a substitute, wasn't she? She was obviously not important at all, wasn't she?

But why...I just can't help it?

Chu Liyue's head started to hurt again. No, this can't go on.

He suppressed all the increasingly depressed and painful emotions in his heart, pressed his eyebrows hard twice, then turned around and went to He Nanwan's bedroom.

…

He Nanwan thought deeply all night yesterday. She felt that she was responsible for A Yue's current state.

Actually...she shouldn't have run away when they got married, otherwise this situation wouldn't have happened.

Today's indifference, paranoia and irritability of Ah Yue are partly her responsibility. It is all because of her that the hatred and misunderstanding between Ah Yue and Senior Brother Ye is getting deeper and deeper. She should have explained it clearly earlier.

There was nothing between her and Senior Brother Ye.

When Chu Liyue came, He Nanwan had already decided that if she wanted to leave here, she had to comfort Ayue first and not say anything that would irritate him, otherwise, given his personality, he would keep her locked up.

"You wanted to see me?"

He Nanwan took a deep breath and said, "Well, I want to make it clear to you that this shouldn't be the case between us."

Chu Liyue pursed her lips, her face expressionless, but she felt a little impatient in her heart, "What do you want to say?"

"Shall we get married?" He Nanwan thought about it and felt that this method would best appease Chu Liyue's emotions. Only in this way would she have the chance to leave here.

After saying this, Chu Liyue's expression suddenly became strange. He never thought that one day he would hear He Nanwan take the initiative to say such words to him.

After all, she had slapped him hard on their wedding day.

This is no wonder. In the original text, Chu Liyue wanted to remarry after he snatched the person back, but it was he who proposed it. Now the result has not changed, but the person he proposed marriage to is He Nanwan.

"I know that I ran away from the marriage... It was my fault, but nothing really happened between Senior Brother Ye and I. I have always treated him as my brother. Our marriage in the mortal world was also fake, so... I want to make up for the mistake. Can we get married again?"

Chu Liyue didn't know why, but he suddenly felt a little ironic.

He looked towards He Nanwan and saw her expression of wanting to say something but not being able to. He immediately understood that she had something else to say, "What do you want me to agree to?"

"I want to go see Senior Brother Ye..." He Nanwan noticed his face suddenly turned cold, and quickly explained, "Don't be angry, I'm just doing this out of friendship."

"After all, he was badly injured, and I am also responsible for it. If you are worried, you can go with me. Is that okay?"

When Chu Liyue heard her say that she was going to see Ye Qingsang, his expression instantly turned gloomy, but when he heard that she wanted him to go with her...

Chu Liyue felt a sudden shudder in his heart, as if some suppressed emotions were about to burst out from his blocked chest. He subconsciously rubbed his chest and then said, "Okay, I promise you."

When He Nanwan heard that he agreed, she thought that she had calmed his emotions and that he still had feelings for her... She was relieved, but also a little distressed.

If he wasn't so possessive, she wouldn't be unwilling to be with him.

…

As for the two people in the cabin on earth, the way they get along is no longer as difficult as it was at the beginning.

Although Nan Yan still made sarcastic remarks from time to time, in Ye Qingsang's eyes, that became the motivation that supported him to live.

And after hearing it for a long time, Ye Qingsang became immune to it. The main reason was that Nan Yan treated him too casually, as if even if he was disabled, he was no different from an ordinary person.

People sometimes have this kind of mentality, especially the immortal kings who were once high and mighty. It is even more difficult for them to accept the sympathetic and pitiful looks from others after their dantian is destroyed. They would rather others treat them with a normal attitude.

Ye Qingsang probably had the same mentality at the moment.

It was dark outside.

When handing Ye Qingsang the last bowl of medicine, Nan Yan directly told him about this matter.

"We have no money left to buy herbs."

Upon hearing the news, Ye Qingsang was stunned for a moment, then he reacted. He naturally couldn't open the storage bag without spiritual power, and the woman in front of him was an ordinary person, so it was normal for her to have no money to buy medicine.

What to do?

Nan Yan saw his nagging look and offered her empty wrist to him, "Look at my hand. My original jewelry and hairpins were all pawned when I hired a doctor for you that day. As a man, you don't expect me to support you, do you?"

So...should you say something?

Looking at the empty wrists and hair of the woman in front of him, Ye Qingsang was silent for a moment. He really didn't expect that you have to spend money to take medicine when you are sick.

Things are different now than before. He is no longer the high and mighty immortal king.

He looked at the azure sword hanging on the wall, paused for a moment and said, "You can take that sword and buy it. It should be able to sell it for some money for emergency use."

This was exactly what Nan Yan wanted, but she still had a strange expression on her face and said in a pretentious tone, "But isn't that your sword? It's been with you for so long, are you really going to sell it?"

As a swordsman, selling his sword means losing the most important dignity.

Ye Qingsang knew this, but after a moment of silence, he slowly nodded and said, "Well, let's sell it. Anyway, I can't use it in my current condition."

Nan Yan stepped forward and took down the sword. The tools from the world of cultivation were naturally not ordinary things. Perhaps knowing her impending fate, the sword trembled and emitted a slight sad sound.

She placed the sword on the table and said, "Okay, I'll go sell it tomorrow and bring back some medicine."

Ye Qingsang glanced at him and said nothing more.

Of course Nan Yan knew that he was in a low mood, but this was exactly what she wanted. In the original text, in order to redeem his sword, He Nan Yan embroidered flowers and did work for others every day to save money. She thought that since she treated others sincerely, she would definitely receive others' sincerity in return.

Unexpectedly, when he saw the sword, he said that she was deliberately mocking him, mocking him for keeping the sword even though he was now a useless man. He assumed the most malicious attitude towards her... In short, when a person hates you, no matter how many things you do for him, he will think that you have ulterior motives and bad intentions.

Nan Yan felt relieved after solving the problem of money.

Seeing that it was getting late, she untied her belt and prepared to go to bed.

However, this action made Ye Qingsang's eyelids jump. He immediately turned his face away, frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Nan Yan didn't feel uncomfortable at all. She glanced at him and said very naturally, "Of course I'm resting. What do you think I'm doing?"

Ye Qingsang's eyelids twitched even more violently, her face slightly reddened, and she didn't dare to raise her head. "But why did you come to my room? I remember that this room has two bedrooms. As a woman, how can you stay in the same room with a man?"

How can this woman be so bold...

When he was with He Nanwan, they also rested in two separate cabins, and there was nothing innocent between the two of them.

Upon hearing this, Nan Yan couldn't help but glared at him. "How dare you talk about the other room? When you were fighting, you almost tore down the whole yard. The cabin was already in tatters. Do you want me to live there?"

Ye Qingsang had forgotten about this, but this was no reason for them to sleep in the same bed. He shook his head and refused, "No, men and women should not be intimate with each other. How can we...how can we live in the same room?"

Nan Yan blinked, then squinted and smiled, "Indeed, what you said makes sense. How about this, you sleep on the floor and I sleep on the bed, is that okay?"

Ye Qingsang's body stiffened for a moment, then his face turned even redder, and he looked at her with embarrassment, "You know I..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted. Nan Yan chuckled and deliberately picked a quarrel, "So what Ye Xianjun meant was that he wanted a weak girl like me to sleep on the cold floor while you sleep on the bed alone? Ye Qingsang, I never thought you would be so ungrateful and actually bully a weak girl who is powerless."

"I didn’t!"

Ye Qingsang was so angry at her that his chest hurt. He shouldn't have spoken to her. This woman was so skilled at confusing right and wrong and putting the blame on others.

Nan Yan continued to retort him, "Well, if that's the case, then you're going to sleep on the floor?"

Ye Qingsang gritted his teeth, almost mad at her, "You clearly... know that I can't move my body, how can I sleep on the floor?"

Nan Yan reached out her hand and covered his mouth with it, then turned over and climbed onto the bed, with a matter-of-fact look in her eyes, "If that's the case, then just close your eyes and go to sleep..."

She looked him up and down, then let go of him in disgust. "Besides, you look like a ghost now. Are you afraid that I will do something to you?"

Ye Qingsang was so angry that he was speechless.

He had never been... rejected and insulted like this before. This woman was simply unreasonable!

He watched the woman climb onto the bed, stepping on his foot while climbing onto the bed. Without any hesitation, he turned over and lay down inside.

Ye Qingsang's body suddenly froze, and he leaned straight against the edge of the wooden bed, not daring to move, for fear of accidentally touching this person's skin.

He had never had such close contact with a woman in his life. It was true that he had a lover, but his relationship with He Nanwan was not that close. Even this fake marriage was something he had requested out of selfish motives.

He Nanwan didn't like him at all, she only treated him as a brother, so his love for her had always been restrained and forbearing. He never dared to overstep the line, for fear that they would no longer be able to be friends after she knew his secret thoughts.

But now he was so close to this woman, he didn't know what to do. As the faint fragrance of the woman's body filled the air, Ye Qingsang's mind went blank and he was stunned.

He remained tense and stiff until he heard the even breathing of the woman beside him, and then Ye Qingsang relaxed a little.

Then his eyes involuntarily fell on her face. They looked so similar, but why was her personality so strange? He still remembered that He Nanwan had told him about her sister, saying that it was difficult to communicate because of their "different perspectives". Now it seemed that it was indeed difficult to communicate.

Because she didn't listen to him at all!