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

"Please consider me, okay? Although we've only known each other for a short time, I've already made up my mind about you. I really like you," Yu Xiaoxiao said earnestly, holding Seventeen's hand.

Seventeen wanted to slap her hand away, but he paused when he saw the sincere emotion in her eyes.

He lowered his head and remained silent, reflecting on his past, taking stock of everything he possessed, and then thinking about the future he wanted to pursue.

While waiting for his decision, Yu Xiaoxiao was filled with anxiety, both extremely expectant and terrified of his refusal.

"If it's too hasty to decide right now, could you let me stay by your side? You can take your time to think it over and see how things go. We can get to know each other gradually before making a decision..."

Yu Xiaoxiao has her own pride; she can't keep bothering him after he's rejected her.

So she backed down again, leaving herself some room to maneuver.

Over the years, she has met countless men of all kinds every year, but she has never been so moved. What she seeks is someone whose soul resonates with hers.

She thought she would never see him again, but at this critical moment, in her favorite place, he came.

It came suddenly, yet it came at just the right time.

"No need," Seventeen replied directly.

Yu Xiaoxiao's heart sank to the bottom. He was really decisive, leaving her no room for maneuver at all.

A man like him would make you feel very secure as a husband.

When he is out alone, he will not get entangled with other women who come to him.

Unfortunately, he didn't want her.

Yu Xiaoxiao was extremely disappointed, her face as pale as a withered autumn leaf.

I will marry you.

Yu Xiaoxiao was momentarily confused and didn't hear clearly, thinking she was just having a wild imagination and hallucinating.

"What did you say?" Yu Xiaoxiao asked tentatively.

"I'll marry you," Seventeen said decisively, taking the initiative and holding her hand.

Yu Xiaoxiao was both delighted and puzzled; why had he suddenly agreed?

"I'll tell you later," Seventeen said without immediately explaining the reason; some things are self-evident later.

If the process doesn't affect the final result, then why bother going through so much trouble?

Yu Xiaoxiao didn't care too much; she was happy with the outcome.

Seventeen pulled her down to sit and draped the dried clothes over her shoulders.

He then considerately cut off a piece of rabbit meat with a knife and handed it to her, saying, "Are you hungry? Eat something first."

Yu Xiaoxiao felt as if she were wrapped in a cloud of happiness, warm and soft.

This husband is so considerate and thoughtful. He was so cold before he agreed to her request, but after thinking it through, he really treats her very well.

Seventeen's way of dealing with Xiaoxiao was actually a lesson he learned from Jin Wuchen about how to treat his wife.

The young master of his family has always been considerate to his young mistress.

He said that he should take better care of the people he likes.

His young mistress, Chu Luo, lacks trust in people, and to gain her acceptance, one must have enough patience and trust.

Otherwise, why would Jin Wuchen go to such great lengths to keep someone alive?

However, at present, the King of Xiang has a dream, but the Goddess is uninterested. It is unknown when his young master will be able to clear up the misunderstanding and win the heart of his young mistress.

He was much luckier than his young master.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Yu Xiaoxiao, who was intently eating beside him.

It was not easy to marry the city lord's daughter, but once he made up his mind, he would not back down no matter how difficult or dangerous the road ahead might be.

He never expected that his young master would go to such lengths to help him.

Yu Xiaoxiao, inside the carriage, clung tightly to Seventeen, refusing to let go.

No matter what he says, it's no use. She's got her husband now, and she'll never let him get away.

She had thought it through very clearly the day she met him.

"Seventeenth Brother, my husband, why won't you look at me? You won't let me look at you either. I'm yours now, and you're mine too. Why are you avoiding me like this?"

Yu Xiaoxiao is straightforward and not at all reserved or demure.

"Xiaoxiao, what are you going to do?"

Seventeen asked Yu Xiaoxiao, who was being pulled along by the sticky ...

"Let's make it a fait accompli, so you can stop telling me to take my time. Once it's in my hands, it's mine."

"Xiaoxiao, stop fooling around," Seventeen said, pressing her down.

Yu Xiaoxiao struggled against Seventeen's head and kissed him.

Seventeen was afraid of hurting her, so he didn't use much force, which allowed her to break free easily.

"Don't you like this?" Xiao Xiao asked, looking at Seventeen, whose face was flushed and whose breathing was uneven.

Before Seventeen could answer, Yu Xiaoxiao lifted the carriage curtain and said, "There's a town not far ahead. Let's stay at the Grand Hyatt Inn, the biggest and best one in town."

"The inn is crowded, chaotic, and unsafe..." Seventeen began.

"Don't worry, that's an inn under my name. It's very safe, and no one can bother us."

Yu Xiaoxiao nestled comfortably in Seventeen's arms, pondering how to win over her husband once they arrived at the Grand Hyatt Inn.

In this Grand Hyatt Inn, Seventeen couldn't resist the advances of the charming and innocent Yu Xiaoxiao...

The two were already deeply in love; at first, they were hesitant, but later things naturally progressed to a point where they couldn't separate...

Chu Luo and Shu Tong intended to return to Sensha, but on the way they received a letter forwarded from Jiangzhou.

The letter was sent by Lin Liangkun.

She asked Lin Liangkun to revise the score again, and Lin Liangkun used all his skills to revise it and sent it to her with the letter.

He had no way to continue revising it. Chu Luo saw that he had just finished the first half, and there was still half that he simply couldn't finish.

Lin Liangkun pointed her to a place and told her to go there and give it a try.

Half-empty mountain.

Upon arriving at this place, Chu Luo realized that Ban Kong Shan was not a mountain, but a town that made musical instruments.

This town is nestled among mountains and rivers, a place of outstanding natural beauty and rich cultural heritage. The trees and bamboo on the mountains are of excellent quality, making them ideal for making musical instruments.

The people in the town are far removed from the hustle and bustle, and they are all simple and honest craftsmen.

They have been making musical instruments for over a century.

No wonder Lin Liangkun sent her here.

However, after asking around the town for several days with the sheet music, no one could complete the second half of the piece.

She wasn't in a hurry to leave, as this place was very close to one of the locations on the Bagua sacrificial array.

She wanted to investigate further before leaving, to see if she could find any place connected to Feng Zhe.

Shu Tong was skilled in light-footed martial arts and went out to explore during the day, while Chu Luo wandered around the town, listening to various instrument masters tune their instruments.

The craftsmen's shops were not far apart, and the sounds of various musical instruments mingled together without being chaotic.

Chu Luo sat in a rattan chair, drinking tea and listening quietly for several days. She actually managed to understand the second half of the story.

She was just unsure whether she shared the same idea as the composer of this old, worn-out melody.

She picked up an unpainted pipa and began to play the ancient melody in her heart.

As the pipa was played, many other musical instruments in the town also vibrated and made sounds.

It's breathtaking.

The bell that Chu Luo carried with her, which played a musical piece, also rang rhythmically in sync.

The sound was absolutely beautiful.

Chu Luo's pipa was like the king of all the instruments here, raising its arms and shouting, and all the other instruments submitted to its sound.