The Demon Concubine of God

Shen Wen saw the ancestor shake his head at him and waited for him to give an explanation.

The patriarch turned his gaze to Yuchi Lian and sighed regretfully, "It's not that I didn't have the idea, but that I lack the strength. This person's fortune is considerable, and the root cause lies entirely with her valiant master. If it weren't for her excessive ambition, with the fortune her master bestowed upon her, she could have slowly reached the realm of a second God of Valor during her long cultivation over thousands of years. Although she has committed many sins, her master's protection still exists. Even if we join forces, we can only give her a small lesson, not finish her off."

Shen Wen looked regretful after hearing this.

“So that’s how it is. But I have to remind you, Ancestor, that Yu Chi Lian is absolutely insane and mad. You can’t kill her now, and you’ve whipped her so viciously. If she recovers one day, she will definitely seek revenge on you. What will you do then, Ancestor?”

The old ancestor's eyes were deep and unfathomable, his enigmatic expression seeming to answer her, yet also to say nothing at all.

At that moment, the bizarre dream gradually faded away.

She knew it! All the stories about supernatural beings and strange phenomena only appeared in Shen Wen's dreams.

However, recalling the connection in the dream, the giant goddess statue, which was as big as a building, had already told her the reason even though it didn't speak or move. Now that she was awake, she suddenly understood.

It was because of Qingming's demise.

After all, he was a Celestial Venerable who had cultivated for thousands of years, but because of a human named Yuchi Lian who had only lived for two hundred years, a conspiracy led to the death of a Celestial Venerable with a Celestial title, which undoubtedly aroused the wrath of heaven and the resentment of the people.

Shen Wen gradually regained consciousness. This time, she didn't rush to open her eyes. She first sat up from the cold ground, lazily rubbed her eyes, and then slowly opened them.

Shen Wen looked around. The shady spot from his dream was gone, replaced by pavilions and towers. Shen Wen felt a sense of familiarity, and after a closer look, he realized it was Chu Yanqiu's Locked Heart Villa. Shen Wen stood up from the ground and turned around to find that there were other people on the ground.

It is Chu Yanqiu.

Chu Yanqiu stirred and opened his eyes.

For a moment, the two looked at each other, their eyes filled with complex and unresolved grudges and affections.

Chu Yanqiu suddenly stood up from the ground, his already expressionless face gradually turning cold.

With a distance of about ten feet between them, Shen Wen observed his emotions inch by inch, and understood his inner thoughts all too well.

Until I saw his tightly clenched hands, trembling uncontrollably from the turmoil of his emotions.

Shen Wen spoke first: "Even now, you still think I'm the one who harmed your maternal grandfather?"

Chu Yanqiu said through gritted teeth, "Isn't that right? It's all because your heart has always been with that little emperor from the very beginning."

Shen Wen was speechless. She didn't understand why Yu Chi Lian believed in such a small amount of magic she had put on him so readily.

Shen Wen's anger reached its peak. Helplessly, she said, "Fine! Then tell me what you want me to do? Do you want me to die? Do you want me to pay for your grandfather's life?"

Chu Yanqiu felt a tightness in his chest. He desperately wanted her dead, but he just couldn't bring himself to say it. His heart was choked, his mouth was blocked, and he couldn't utter a single word.

He stared blankly at Shen Wen, and saw that her hands, which had been empty, suddenly produced a dagger in her right hand.

As Shen Wen placed the dagger in Chu Yanqiu's hand, he said, "Since you want me to die so badly, I'll give you that chance."

The dagger was in Chu Yanqiu's hand, but Shen Wenyi grabbed his hand and held it. Their hands were clasped together, and Chu Yanqiu, who was numb from the cold, could even clearly feel the warmth of her hand holding his.

But in the next moment, the woman actually pointed the dagger at her own heart.

The decisive action didn't even give him a chance to stop; it swiftly and easily penetrated her body.

Upon seeing the blood gushing from Shen Wen, Chu Yanqiu, who had been expressionless for a long time, was suddenly filled with fear and terror, and even bloodshot veins welled up in his eyes, where he was still filled with resentment.

At this moment, seeing his lover's blood, the blind spot in Chu Yanqiu's heart and eyes finally dissipated, and at this moment, he felt as if his soul had returned to its rightful place.

But the more lucid he became, the more painful it was for him to face the absurd things he had done in the past.

Tears blurred his vision, and what should have been a torrent of sobs choked him up, creating a contradictory emotional turmoil that only compounded Chu Yanqiu's already tragic situation.

Chu Yanqiu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

His hands trembled as he tried to stop the dagger from piercing her wound, but he was afraid that his touch would worsen her pain. Chu Yanqiu was panicked and at a loss.

Shen Wen pulled out the dagger, but with a comforting smile on his face, he said to Chu Yanqiu, "Now you've finally calmed your heart of hatred, haven't you? It's alright, as long as I can get your forgiveness because of this, it's alright."

Chu Yanqiu was finally able to place his hand on her wound, and said excitedly, "Stop talking, please stop talking, okay? I... I'll take you to a doctor right away to save your life! Please, don't die, okay?"

Shen Wen lay in his arms, stroking his face weakly, and said, "Didn't we promise each other? If we really had to do something against our will, we would kill each other. I'm sorry! Although it's not what I imagined, it doesn't mean I broke my promise. Wouldn't it be better if I died? Whether you become her weapon or break free from her control, my weakness to you should be dead."

Large tears streamed down Chu Yanqiu's face. He cried uncontrollably, wishing he could make up for all the times he should have cried in the first half of his life.

Seeing Shen Wen's eyes gradually close, Chu Yanqiu quickly picked her up, his mind filled with only one thought: he had to find a doctor to save her.

Chu Yanqiu had previously encountered many setbacks, but today, his wish to save someone came true. He quickly found the physician of the Duke of Ji's mansion and saved Shen Wen.

After treating the wound, the doctor stood up and respectfully bowed to Chu Yanqiu, saying, "Fortunately, the girl's self-inflicted wound was a little off from her heart, so it didn't damage her heart. It was just a superficial injury. Remember not to pull on the wound these next few days, otherwise it will heal very slowly. I have already prescribed some medicine and arranged for someone to brew it for her. Remember to drink it when she wakes up."

After giving all the instructions, the physician left with his medicine box on his back.

Chu Yanqiu sat quietly in front of Shen Wen's bed, still looking at her with great concern.

This time, he truly held no resentment. Rather than losing her, he felt that perhaps it was better to put aside past grievances for now.

Chu Yanqiu's mind was in turmoil. He was thinking about many things, and he remembered that Shen Wen had reminded him more than once about the conspiracy behind his maternal grandfather's death.

Chu Yanqiu thought that perhaps he should try to believe Shen Wen's words and quietly investigate the truth of the matter.

At this moment, Shen Wen slowly opened his eyes on the bed. Chu Yanqiu immediately noticed and said with great joy, "You're awake? I'm so glad you're alright."

Shen Wen raised her arm, and Chu Yanqiu immediately helped her up gently and leaned her against the pillow.

Shen Wen's face was pale, as the aggravation of her wound was already painful, but she forced herself to remain calm and comforted him, saying, "I'm fine, aren't I?"

Chu Yanqiu saw everything and understood every detail about her perfectly, but the more he understood, the more his heart ached for her. He gently leaned over her and whispered, "I admit I'm scared. I really can't imagine what I would do if I lost you. Can you promise me you won't die? Promise me you'll never do something as foolish as this again."

Shen Wen placed his hand on its back, affectionately stroking it.

Chu Yanqiu looked up at her, his eyes moist. He said, "You're right. You actually told me the answer a long time ago. I was so angry that I lost all reason. Fortunately, I managed to stop it in time. Fortunately, I didn't drive you to your death."

The two looked into each other's eyes, clearly conveying the hidden meaning in their words.

Their hearts were instantly connected, and their hands were tightly clasped together, signifying that their long-awaited love had finally come to fruition.

After that, the two of them lived a peaceful life for a while, which all started with Shen Wen's dream. In any case, the real Yu Chi Lian never came.

However, the two of them also had many trivial matters to deal with, because the battle in the palace made the already turbulent situation in the capital even worse.

Both Chu Yanqiu and Shen Wen held official positions. Shen Wen, needless to say, had always been the young emperor's confidant, while Chu Yanqiu had not initiated the palace coup. He became a prisoner of the entire court. Firstly, the Ji State Duke's mansion held a supreme position in the Great Jue Dynasty; secondly, after the young emperor was freed from his demonic influence and returned to his true self, he had forgotten his previous outrageous deeds. However, he hadn't completely forgotten; he still remembered those absurd acts against his will. Because of these memories, he was filled with guilt—guilt towards his conscience and guilt towards his people. The young emperor reflected on himself all night and the next day wrote an edict of self-reproach, which he issued to the entire city, sincerely admitting his mistakes to the people.

Because of the young emperor's actions, Chu Yanqiu's resentment among the people was somewhat alleviated. As for the civil and military officials, a small number of them resented Chu Yanqiu even more and frequently submitted memorials to condemn him and ask the emperor to punish him, but they did not cause any major upheaval.

When Chu Yanqiu was lucid, he had a sense of responsibility towards the imperial court. Although he did many ruthless things due to a momentary lapse of judgment, the benefits outweighed the drawbacks for the court and the young emperor.

After much deliberation, the young emperor did not remove Chu Yanqiu from his official post. In fact, the young emperor knew that he could not do without the support of the Duke of Ji's mansion. He did not ask the Duke of Ji's mansion to do anything for him and the Great Jue Kingdom, as long as they did not take advantage of the country's impending collapse and seize the opportunity to usurp the country.

The young emperor made the right move; he clearly understood the personalities of the various masters of the Ji family. The eldest master of the Ji family was a true scholar; even if he harbored rebellious intentions, he lacked the courage to lead an army in rebellion. His son, Ji Ziyin, was completely different—loyal to the emperor, patriotic, and upholding high moral character. The second master of the Ji family had no interest in the court, let alone decades of enduring humiliation and scheming for power; he preferred the martial world and his wife. The third master of the Ji family, the young emperor's uncle, even if he had such ambitions, was the son-in-law of the Great Jue Kingdom and a scholar who valued his reputation. Even if he wanted to embark on the path of usurping the throne, he would need comprehensive and well-considered conditions, and the support of the people.