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

After discussing it with Seventeen, Jin Wuchen decided to split up into two groups.

In order to ensure that Kang Jintai would stand on the opposite side of Feng Zhe without any worries in the future.

Also for the safety of his newlywed wife, Seventeen wanted to escort her away with the members of the Canal Gang.

Jin Wuchen glanced at the group of Seventeen who had listened to him and then saw off the city lord's daughter.

He spurred his horse and followed the original route to find Shen Wei.

He never expected that Seventeen would have someone he liked and get married so quickly.

Seventeen rode his horse outside the carriage and heard Yu Xiaoxiao lift the curtain and call to him. Her delicate and pretty face instantly relieved his fatigue.

Her voice wasn't loud, but Seventeen responded to her immediately.

"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong?"

"Are you tired?" Yu Xiaoxiao, fair and slender, lifted the curtain with one hand and handed the water bottle to Seventeen with the other.

Seeing the sweat on Seventeen's face, she took out a delicate embroidered handkerchief. "Come closer, let me wipe your sweat."

"It's nothing, no need to wipe it," Seventeen said dismissively.

"Oh, come here," Yu Xiaoxiao said in a coquettish voice, feigning reproach.

Seventeen was amused by her adorable expression and let the horse approach the carriage, stretching its head and face over.

Yu Xiaoxiao gently wiped his sweat, doing so very carefully.

She had a smooth forehead, large and bright eyes, a delicate nose, and slightly parted cherry-like lips.

"The sun is strong outside, hurry up and get inside the carriage." Seventeen took the handkerchief and wiped herself, afraid that she would get tired or sunburned.

“I was so bored in the carriage without you here, I just wanted to look at you.” Yu Xiaoxiao made no attempt to hide her feelings.

She couldn't get enough of the men she had chosen, and she was afraid it was all a dream, and that she might wake up to find herself marrying a complete stranger.

"Seventeenth Brother, hold my hand, I want to see if I'm dreaming," Yu Xiaoxiao said, extending her hand.

"How could it be a dream?"

Despite saying that, Seventeen still reached out her hand and let Yu Xiaoxiao place her small hand in his, and they intertwined their fingers.

This is not enough.

Yu Xiaoxiao kissed the back of his hand.

A tingling sensation traveled from Seventeen's hand to his heart, and his face flushed red, feeling a surge of heat.

"Xiaoxiao, stop fooling around."

"How can this be considered nonsense, Seventeenth Brother? Don't you like me?"

Seventeen quickly shook his head and said to his lovely wife, "Of course I like you. If I didn't, I would rather die than marry you."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaoxiao's face lit up with joy, two rosy clouds rising to her cheeks. "Me too!"

"What is that too?"

"I like you, I like you a lot," Yu Xiaoxiao said very seriously.

A gust of wind blew by, and Seventeen didn't hear clearly, "What did you say?"

"Seventeenth Brother, please get in the carriage, I'll tell you everything properly." Yu Xiaoxiao said shyly, her eyes full of affection as she called him to get in the carriage.

Seventeen couldn't resist Yu Xiaoxiao's sweet and perfectly timed coquettish manner, so she got into the carriage.

Yu Xiaoxiao naturally hugged him and then leaned into his arms.

"Seventeenth Brother, from the time we met to our marriage, do you feel that the time has been too short, that you don't know me well enough, and that you're not ready to spend your life with me?"

Yu Xiaoxiao looked up at him, her eyes filled with grievance.

She always felt that Seventeen was somewhat distant from her, unlike other newlywed couples.

"No, I'm just worried you haven't made up your mind yet, so I'm giving you more time to get to know me."

Seventeen didn't want any misunderstandings.

"I've made up my mind. Do you remember the day we met?" Yu Xiaoxiao asked him.

Seventeen years old—I remember it vividly, it's etched in my memory, I'll never forget it.

At that time, when he went to admire the strange mountains and rivers, he was dressed in a blue robe and carried a bundle containing paper and brushes for writing travelogues and making paintings, looking exactly like a scholar.

He was handsome and refined, with a dashing and outstanding demeanor.

The rugged terrain and towering peaks of these unique mountains and waters are not easy to find, and the jagged rocks require good physical strength.

Very few people can find it.

Even if you know the exact location, you still can't go there.

Yu Xiaoxiao thought so too, so when she fell into the deep blue, icy pool, she never thought she could survive.

She wasn't afraid of dying, but she feared that dying in this beautiful pool would pollute its sapphire-like waters.

Even if you're going to die, you should die somewhere else, don't spoil the mood like this.

After struggling for a while, she was exhausted and had no more options.

I had no choice but to give up struggling, close my eyes, and spread my body out.

Unexpectedly, it floated on the surface of the water.

But the pool was still, and there was no wind in the forest. She drifted and lingered in the heart of the pool.

She thought she was going to die, but when she opened her eyes again, she saw a refined and cultured scholar looking around by the deep pool.

He took out paper and pen and began to recite and draw at the same time.

Yu Xiaoxiao wanted to speak up and ask him to find a way to save her.

But she realized that he was a scholar, and if she spoke rashly, she would scare him away and she would really have no chance.

So when he finished drawing, he figured the other person must not have noticed him.

Yu Xiaoxiao had been in the cold water for too long and hadn't thought things through. This was not a place for an ordinary scholar.

It must be said that this scholar is truly exceptionally talented. Her travelogue is so vividly written that it makes the reader feel as if they are actually there. She often has more authority to speak on this topic than anyone else.

Yu Xiaoxiao was curious whether his painting could capture the beauty of the pool.

The painting by Seventeen depicts a breathtakingly beautiful pool of blue water, so blue it evokes both heartache and wonder. In the middle of the pool floats a fairy, her expression serene and her posture graceful.

It echoes the water in the pool.

The woman in the pool was unaware of all this.

I was afraid of scaring him.

After enjoying the scenery and writing my travelogue, Seventeen planned to leave so as not to disturb the fairy's trip.

Seeing that he left without any hesitation, Yu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but call out to him again.

"Young master, I accidentally fell into the pool. Can you help me?"

Seventeen paused, realizing that what he thought was a fairy swimming in the pool was actually just an accidental fall into the pool.

There was no longer any way to ignore it and quietly leave.

He was about to leap into the center of the pool and pull the woman out.

Unexpectedly, the woman thought he was a weak scholar and asked him to use a wooden stick to bring her over.

"Just give it a try, but please don't fall into the pool because of me. I don't want to hurt anyone."

"If that doesn't work, then you should leave. Go to a populated area and tell them to come up and retrieve my body from this pool. Don't pollute the water."

Seventeen never expected that she meant this, fearing that innocent people would be implicated.

He was also afraid of tarnishing the beautiful scenery here; he was truly an extraordinary person.

This idea coincided perfectly with his own; if someone were to die here, it would truly pollute the water.

The pool here is like the heavens, sacred and inviolable. Even the fish are ashamed to swim in it. It is only suitable for admiration and praise, not for burying a person, especially such a kind and lovely girl.

Seeing that the scholar hadn't left, Yu Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief. At least he hadn't mistaken her for a demon or monster. "Young master, look to your right. It's about twenty paces away. I see a thin, long, fallen tree branch there."

"You can try using it to save me, if you're willing and can barely lift it."

Seventeen looked towards the place she mentioned, and there really was the tree she described.

Seeing that Seventeen didn't move or speak, Yu Xiaoxiao said again, "It's okay. It's normal that you can't lift it because your hands are used to holding pens. Walk to the left, there are some bamboo trees over there, they're lighter. Can you help me?"