Chapter 5 Bloody Immortal Hero

When Chu Liyue woke up the next day, he had a splitting headache.

My chest still feels a bit stuffy, as if it's being pressed down by heavy rocks, making it hard to breathe and unable to move.

He subconsciously reached out to cover his chest, but unexpectedly touched a fluffy head. The owner of the head was sleeping soundly, pressed tightly against his chest.

Chu Liyue frowned and looked at the person lying on his chest. The woman's defenseless, peaceful and gentle sleeping face came into his sight.

The light lip color is slightly rosy, making people lose their focus for a moment.

Chu Liyue's reaction paused for a moment, and he realized that the woman in front of him was not the one he had been thinking about day and night.

His eyes immediately turned gloomy and dangerous. Why was this woman here?

He pushed the person away, and Nan Yan, who was lying on his chest, obviously didn't react and was pushed away and fell to the ground.

It was this push that made him gradually recall some of the things that happened last night. There were still some scattered fragments of memory left in his mind, as if it was the scene of himself grabbing the woman's wrist and refusing to let go.

He seemed to have mistaken her for He Nanwan in the confusion.

Last night...she took care of him all night.

Chu Liyue's expression suddenly became strange, and then he heard a "hiss" sound. The woman seemed to wake up, and her arm accidentally hit the debris on the ground.

Nan Yan rubbed her sore eyes, obviously not knowing what had happened. But when she raised her head, she saw Chu Liyue sitting up on the bed.

She was stunned for a moment, and then she gave him a happy smile.

"My husband finally woke up."

This title made Chu Liyue narrow his eyes in dissatisfaction.

Nan Yan didn't notice his expression, nor did she care about the wound on her arm. She subconsciously got up from the ground.

Then he sat down next to the bed, and before the other party could react, he placed his warm hands on his forehead and skillfully checked his body temperature.

While caressing him, she asked softly, "Are you feeling better, my dear? Does your head still hurt? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

After confirming that the temperature on his forehead had dropped, he smiled gently at Chu Liyue, "Fortunately, it's not hot anymore."

Nan Yan seemed to be relieved. She reached out and helped him up. She also considerately took out a soft pillow and placed it behind him. She whispered, "Husband, don't be in a hurry to get up. Rest on the pillow for a while. You had a headache for a long time last night. Even if you wake up now, you will still feel some residual pain."

Chu Liyue's eyes darkened as he stared dangerously at the woman who had taken the initiative to touch him.

"What are you calling me for?"

"Husband... No, that's not right." Nan Yan finally realized that she had let the cat out of the bag. She raised her head and looked at the other person embarrassedly, and explained dryly, "... I mean, Master Demon, are you feeling better?"

He spoke cautiously, fearing that the person in front of him would get angry.

Chu Liyue sneered, not caring too much about the trivial matter of addressing her. He was just dissatisfied with her self-assertion.

But looking at that worried face, I couldn't help but feel a little strange in my heart. What on earth is this woman doing?

Did she think doing these things would soften him?

Chu Liyue tensed his face and rubbed his aching brow. This strange feeling made him very uncomfortable, and he hated being out of control.

Nan Yan saw that he was rubbing his brows and thought that he had a headache again, so she sat down on the edge of the bed gently and skillfully, as if trying to relieve his pain.

"You, Demon Lord, have been frowning. Is your head hurting again? Let me rub it for you..." His eyes were full of concern, and his words showed that he was nervous.

But before she could finish her words, her wrist was roughly swept away. Chu Liyue looked at her with annoyance and disgust, "Who told you to touch me?"

Nan Yan's hand froze there, as if she didn't understand how this man could become so ferocious in just one night. She raised her head with a somewhat bewildered expression, and it took her a while to return to normal.

"Okay, I won't touch you, but if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."

She was not angry, instead a clean and gentle smile appeared on her face, but no matter how you looked at it, that smile seemed to be concealing a sense of depression.

Chu Liyue also noticed the sense of loss in her eyes and frowned unconsciously. He didn't know what was going on. This reaction made Chu Liyue feel for the first time that his attitude was a bit too much. After all, this woman took care of him all night without sleep.

But he soon came to his senses and his eyes turned into mocking ones. If this woman had not teamed up with the He family to deceive him, the person who would be with him right now would be his sweetheart. All she did was compensation, and she should pay back what she owed him.

Nan Yan over there had also calmed down. Seeing Chu Liyue frowning and looking upset, a look of concern appeared on her face again.

She suddenly remembered something. Chu Liyue had a severe headache last night, but the medicine that the magic doctor had instructed him to prepare had not yet been given to him.

"Oh, I almost forgot, I haven't taken the Demon Lord's medicine yet."

Nan Yan tapped her forehead, seeming a little annoyed that she had forgotten this matter, and then said to Chu Liyue, "Wait for me for a moment, I'll go get you the medicine. The magic doctor told me last night that it can relieve the headache after waking up."

She turned around and went to the kitchen to get medicine, not noticing that Chu Li's eyes behind her looked more and more strange as he looked at her.

The medicine was prepared by a special maid. When she came back, Chu Liyue was leaning on the bed in deep thought.

Nan Yan came over carefully holding the porcelain bowl. Chu Liyue stared at the bowl of medicine, "What kind of medicine is this?"

The tone clearly showed suspicion towards her.

Nan Yan didn't mind. With a faint smile on her face, she explained softly, "The magic doctor said that the demon king's headache is caused by the chaotic impact of the magic energy in his body. The ordinary elixirs in the cultivation world are not very effective in treating it. This medicine is made from the spiritual plants in Youdu. It can suppress the magic energy in your body and relieve your headache."

Chu Liyue was still worried after hearing the explanation. He stared at the medicine bowl in her hand with a burning gaze, and there was still a flash of doubt in his eyes.

Nan Yan carefully dissipated the hot steam from the medicine soup. Seeing Chu Liyue reluctant to take the medicine bowl from her, she seemed to have thought of something and pursed her lips to reveal a teasing smile.

"Is the Demon Lord worried that this medicine is too bitter?"

She blinked, and the smile on her face became more obvious. "It should be a little bit. The herbal juice is like this. It is different from the elixir refined by ordinary immortal sects, but the medicinal effect is more rapid."

"If you are afraid of bitterness, I will get you some preserved fruits."

Hearing this, Chu Liyue sneered. Afraid of hardship? What a foolish thing to say. What does this woman think of him?

He then took the porcelain bowl from her hand and drank the medicine in one gulp. As soon as the medicine entered his mouth, the bitter and unpleasant taste instantly filled his entire mouth and spread from his throat to his entire stomach.

Even his handsome long eyebrows twisted strangely. How could there be such a bitter medicine?

Chu Liyue coughed lightly, but his face remained expressionless.

Nan Yan thought to herself, the system has secretly added three times the special-effect bitter coptis root, it must be so bitter that it will kill me.

Seeing that he had really finished drinking, Nan Yan pursed her lips and chuckled, and when he frowned and coughed, she quickly stuffed a candied fruit into his mouth.

The slightly cool fingertips accidentally rubbed the other person's warm lips. Nan Yan seemed unaware of it, but Chu Liyue's brows frowned and he was about to get angry.

Nan Yan's voice of explanation rang in his ears again. She handed him a cup of fragrant spiritual tea. "That was the bitterness-removing honey preserves. It can remove the bitterness of the medicine. When I was sick as a child, I refused to take medicine, and my mother used honey preserves to coax me. If you find it too greasy, you might as well drink some spiritual tea to cleanse your mouth."

She handed over the tea in her hand expectantly.

But when she raised her hand, the teacup was knocked over, and then a pair of hands tightly grasped Nan Yan's wrist.

Chu Liyue's face was a little cold, and there was a dangerous look in his eyes, "Who asked you to do this? Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

He was referring to her behavior of putting candied fruit into his mouth on her own initiative. Apart from He Nanwan, no one had ever dared to do that to him.

Nan Yan looked up at the man, her expression a little bewildered, "I didn't... I just wanted to make you feel better."

Chu Liyue had a cold face and said nothing, but he did not relax the strength of his hands at all.

As the opponent's palm became more and more powerful, Nan Yan's face turned pale in an instant. She bit her lip lightly, "Hiss... It hurts, Demon Lord, be gentle..."

Her eyes turned red because of the pain in her arm, and she looked at him with an awkward and nervous expression.

This weak and defenseless posture also made Chu Liyue realize that the woman in front of him was different from He Nanwan, and also different from most of the cultivators in the world of cultivation.

She didn't have any spiritual power in her body. Even if she really wanted to do something bad, she didn't have the ability to do it. Thinking of this, the doubts in his heart were alleviated a little...

I heard a soft cry coming from her mouth...

Chu Liyue then noticed that he was pinching the wound on her wrist hard. It was the place where she was accidentally stabbed by the broken porcelain when she fell just now. The wound had not been treated yet and blood was still oozing out.

His finger paused and the warm liquid wet his palm. Because the man was wearing a red skirt, the wound was not discovered.

Chu Li quickly let go of his hand and suppressed the impatience in his heart. "Don't do these presumptuous things in the future. I don't like random people touching me."

Nan Yan pursed her lips. Seeing that he seemed really angry, she did not refute him. Instead, she raised her head and met his gaze and said softly, "Hmm," "I understand. I won't be like this again in the future."

The emotions revealed in her eyes made Chu Liyue a little confused for a moment. She seemed not angry at all. He treated her like this, but she didn't resent him at all?

What is the reason for this?

Is this woman really so stupid that she thinks she can use this method to make him stop caring about the stupid things she and the He family did?

Chu Liyue narrowed his eyes, feeling that something was wrong.

It seemed that since she was spared from death, things became more and more strange. What on earth did this woman want to do? Did she really think of herself as the Demon Queen of this underworld?

When Chu Liyue thought of this, he suddenly felt a surge of sarcasm in his heart.

Nan Yan had no idea what he was thinking. She was squatting, carefully cleaning up the tea that had just spilled on the floor.

The white and clean fingers touched the broken and sharp porcelain pieces, and there were scratches on the back of the hand caused by grass teeth... It looked particularly unsightly.

Chu Liyue accidentally saw the bleeding wound on her arm and felt inexplicably irritated.

He didn't know what he was thinking. Maybe it was because this woman took care of him all night, and the wound was caused by him, so he felt a little upset.

"What are you doing dawdling here?"

"You don't want to clean up the bleeding wound. Do you want to defile my bedroom?"

These harsh words are really hurtful.

But Nan Yan was not angry.

She slowly stopped cleaning and after a long while, she raised her head and looked at the man in front of her.

She smiled brightly and innocently, looking at him with joy and innocence, "Demon Lord, are you... concerned about my injury?"

Chu Liyue paused for a moment, frowned and looked up at her. It was obvious that he didn't expect her to think this way, so he sneered, "What nonsense are you talking about."

However, this cold sarcasm did not make Nan Yan angry.

She smiled at him, looking at him with a frown, as if she had already made up her mind, "The Demon Lord is clearly concerned about me."

At this time, Nan Yan's eyes were full of joy and there was a hint of understanding on her face, as if she was somewhat happy that she could find out his inner thoughts.

"I already knew that the Demon Lord was a kind person with a cold face but a warm heart. He said those seemingly fierce words just because he wanted me to go back and treat my wounds. In fact, the Lord is not a bad person at heart."

It's so long-winded and really noisy.

Chu Liyue frowned, and his impatience reached its peak.

What kind of extremely stupid idea is this? This woman has only known him for a few days. The dignified Demon Lord of Nether City has killed so many righteous monks, but she actually thinks he is a good person? Only a fool who has been protected by his family since childhood would think this way.

It's ridiculous.

He just didn't want her to dirty his bedroom. If she hadn't taken care of him all night without sleep, he would have sent her to see the Buddha in the West long ago.

Nan Yansi didn't care at all about the murderous expression on Chu Liyue's face. She had a smile on her face and looked like she was in a good mood. She even winked at him.

"Why are you silent, Demon Lord? Is it because I hit the nail on the head and you are too embarrassed to refute me?"

Chu Liyue's palms slowly tightened, and his bony hands clenched into fists, and he was extremely annoyed. "If you dare to say such nonsense again, I will slap you to death right now."

Nan Yan was startled by these words, and her eyes instantly became aggrieved. Under the threat of "evil forces", she shut up obediently.

But he quickly reacted, and his dark eyes moved around as he looked at the figure in front of him, seeming to reveal a hint of surprise and amusement.

In her opinion, the Demon Lord must have looked like this because someone guessed his true thoughts, which made him angry and embarrassed.

The smile in his eyes became even more intense now. "Okay, okay, I won't say anything if the Demon Lord is unhappy."

"However, it's not good for the Demon Lord to always say one thing and mean another. Next time, if you want to care about others, you'd better be gentler to avoid being misunderstood."

She gave Chu Liyue a sincere smile.

Those eyes were clear and distinct, without any trace of fear in them, they just looked at him so gently and quietly.

Being looked at like this, Chu Liyue couldn't vent his anger even if he had a lot of it. His brows tightened unconsciously, and he felt a strange blockage in his chest...

No one had ever said that to him.

I don’t know if it was because someone had touched upon the strange and inexplicable emotion hidden deep in his heart, which made Chu Liyue’s face become even more irritated.

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