Not following the expected path? Reborn and unexpectedly married to a demon.

Feng Wu arrived and stood beside him, then looked at what he was looking at.

"An old beggar, you've been looking for him for days. Have you gone mad because you can't find Chu Luo?"

No one dared to mention Chu Luo in front of him, but Feng Wu, as always, knew exactly how to hit him where it hurt.

"Why didn't you go to find Dongfang Mingyue? Did you not want to?" It's just stabbing each other in the back; who's weaker than whom?

Upon hearing Jin Wuchen mention Dongfang Mingyue, Feng Wu looked melancholy and then sat down next to him.

"Mingyue has been in a bad mood lately; she hasn't wanted to see me the last few times I've visited."

Feng Wu sighed.

"Hasn't she always been a bit indifferent to you? After all these years, haven't you gotten used to it yet?" Jin Wuchen's words seemed to be laced with venom.

Feng Wu knew that if she continued arguing, she would not have a good ending.

She said resentfully, "This time is different. Before, she would at least say something to me if she ignored me, but now that we've finally met, she's completely listless."

"Is she sick? Then let Fei Zhiyou go and take a look."

Seeing that he was speaking politely, Jin Wuchen did not argue further.

"It's not that she's sick. I heard a close friend left without saying goodbye, and she wants some peace and quiet."

Feng Wu chuckled self-deprecatingly, "It's extremely difficult for me, her childhood sweetheart, to stir her emotions. Yet, someone I've only known for a few days has managed to make her seem a little attached to me."

"Envy, jealousy, and hatred?" Jin Wuchen asked.

"I do feel envy and jealousy, but as for hatred, why would I hate someone? The affection I give her is pure and clean, untouched by such things."

Jin Wuchen: "Aren't you afraid she'll be snatched away?"

Feng Wu: "A person like her can't be taken away by anyone; she'll always belong to her alone. I think your beloved wife feels the same way. If the two of them meet, they might just hit it off immediately."

Jin Wuchen remained noncommittal. Chu Luo looked delicate, but her temperament was unusually fierce.

She just had many things on her mind, unlike Dongfang Mingyue who was carefree and didn't care about anyone.

Jin Wuchen's beloved is far away, while Feng Wu's beloved is right in front of him, yet they are worlds apart.

They, both wanderers in the same world, drank wine under the moon.

It wasn't until Feng Wu saw a person standing in front of the old beggar that he understood why Jin Wuchen always came to see the old beggar.

Upon seeing the person standing in front of the old beggar, Jin Wuchen also stopped drinking.

"The person in front of the old beggar, their attire resembles that of your missing wife."

Jin Wuchen remained silent, but his gaze never left the woman.

The woman's headdress, clothing, and demeanor, judging from her back view, bear a resemblance to Chu Luo.

Feng Wu had only met Chu Luo a few times, and because he had drunk some wine, he felt that this woman looked four or five parts like Chu Luo.

To evade the search by the Canal Gang, Chu Luo must possess some skill in disguise.

"No wonder you've been coming here so often to see the old beggar lately."

Jin Wuchen didn't reply to him; this was the third time he had seen her give money to the old beggar here.

“She really is a kind-hearted girl,” Feng Wu said.

“She is not Chu Luo,” Jin Wuchen said with a slight frown, quite certain.

"No? You're so far away, can you see clearly? Take another look." Feng Wu felt that Jin Wuchen should investigate and not be so arbitrary.

Jin Wuchen flew down to a spot not far from the woman and carefully examined her.

Feng Wu also flew down, saying, "Up close, it seems not as good as from a distance."

From a distance, she does look somewhat like her, but up close, apart from the clothing, they don't resemble each other at all. Regardless of facial features or eyebrows, Feng Wu always gets a sense of shallowness from her expression.

When he first met Chu Luo, although they didn't say much, Chu Luo's comfortable demeanor made him immediately accept that she was Jin Wuchen's wife.

He had known Jin Wuchen for many years and knew what he was like in his daily life.

Only when he was with Chu Luo did he show some of the emotions of a normal man, even some of "humanity."

But the person in front of him made him, who had seen all kinds of women since childhood, feel very uncomfortable.

"You have a good eye. It really isn't her. She's not even one ten-thousandth as good as your wife. Let's go," Feng Wu said disappointedly, telling Jin Wuchen to go back and drink.

“It’s not as good as you. You go first, and don’t let anyone find you,” Jin Wuchen replied, and walked towards the old beggar.

"Hey...you..." Feng Wu didn't understand what he was doing.

Qinglou was bustling with people, many of whom were powerful and influential. His status made it unsuitable for him to stay there for long, so he leaped onto the wall and left.

He wondered if Jin Wuchen had found someone similar to Chu Luo to replace her because he couldn't find her.

If that's true, Jin Wuchen must be insane; he's definitely not someone he knows.

But those who have developed romantic feelings for each other cannot be viewed as normal people.

If one day the bright moon in the east disappears, he will never find a similar one to replace it.

His Dongfang Mingyue is unique and irreplaceable; he wouldn't be so tasteless.

Inside the Thousand Gold Pavilion.

"Miss, Young Master Feng is so good to you, why don't you give him a kind look? Aren't you afraid of hurting his feelings?"

"I, Dongfang Mingyue, excel in every aspect, from talent and appearance to character, martial arts skills, and interests. He is kind to me because I am good to him, and he is fond of me."

The maid thought about it and realized that it made sense, but in interpersonal relationships, there should be give and take.

"But, without a response, people get tired, especially someone as outstanding as Young Master Feng."

"Don't feel sorry for him. He's rich, powerful, talented, and handsome; he knows what he wants. You should feel sorry for yourself, and for your current distress and frustration at not being able to find him."

"You were worried about you, weren't you? Didn't you just tell them to keep singing and dancing, saying you were upset about not being able to find anyone? I think you're pretty carefree."

Dongfang Mingyue laughed. "Cherish the time when fate brings us together, and accept the time when fate takes us apart. I am indeed troubled, but I believe that my connection with my friend is not over."

The maid looked up at Dongfang Mingyue, whose breathtakingly beautiful face she had long been accustomed to.

She felt she was worrying too much, and increasingly realized that what was most attractive about her young lady was not her face, but what was inside her.

No wonder she's never afraid that others will stop liking her.

Such a person is rarely attracted to anyone, except for that plain-looking young man who could only be described as handsome last time.

At first glance, the young master seemed unremarkable, but when he stood next to Dongfang Mingyue, they appeared to be a perfect match, and there was nothing amiss about them. It was truly amazing.

Jin Wuchen walked up to the old beggar, threw a piece of gold in front of him, and then turned and left.

"Young master, stop right there! If you're going to pay, pay properly. How could you do something like this, throwing money away?"

The woman ran up to Jin Wuchen and blocked his way with a righteous expression.

Jin Wuchen raised an eyebrow and sized her up. "Before meddling in other people's business, you might as well ask if the person involved has any objections."

Before the woman could even ask...

The old beggar quickly waved his hand and said, "It's no problem at all. The gold ingots you gave me, young master, are more than I've begged for in several months. It's enough to feed my grandson's medicine for quite some time. I'm more than grateful, how could I possibly mind?"

Jin Wuchen thought that Hu Li had done a good job this time, since a real beggar had come to beg.

The woman looked somewhat embarrassed, and a look of anger welled up on her face, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Young master, it was my fault. I'll treat you to something to apologize."

"No need," Jin Wuchen coldly refused.

"Young master, it's late now. I've gotten separated from my maid. Could you please take me home?"

"If you're scared, don't go out wandering around at night."

Jin Wuchen remained unmoved.

"Young master, please have mercy! You're willing to help an old beggar, why can't you help a weak woman like me?"

Jin Wuchen asked, "What do you have that would make me want to help you?"

The woman was about to say that she would give herself to him.

Jin Wuchen saw through her thoughts at a glance and said, "Don't talk about repaying kindness with your body; you're planning to repay kindness with enmity."