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

Chu Luo looked around but didn't see anyone. She shielded her eyes from the light and walked toward the cave entrance, where a threshold stone that reached her knees was placed.

The benefactor was truly considerate and meticulous, probably afraid that she might accidentally step out of the cave and encounter danger.

Chu Luo stepped forward, looking around for people, not noticing the scene before her.

A strong gust of wind blew, and Chu Luo's frail body was slammed against the stone wall. Only then did she see the sheer cliff in front of her. She held her breath, afraid that if she took another breath, she would be blown off the cliff.

"Oh my god, where is this place?" Chu Luo was too afraid to open her eyes. After slowly lifting her eyelids, what she saw was a bottomless and terrifying cliff, which was worse than not seeing it at all.

Chu Luo mustered her courage and looked around, wanting to retreat back into the cave first, but the wind was strong, her legs were weak, and her thighs trembled so much that she couldn't move an inch.

She gripped a small tree on the stone wall tightly to calm herself, closed her eyes, took a breath, and tentatively stepped back, only managing to move a small step after a long while.

When Jin Wuchen returned after finding his things, he saw Chu Luo trembling as she stretched out her feet to explore the path, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Fortunately, Chu Luo couldn't hear him.

Actually, the road wasn't as narrow as she thought.

He observed that even a tortoise could have crawled several meters in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, yet Chu Luo had only moved one or two meters.

Suddenly an eagle flew close, and Chu Luo screamed in fright and took a big step back. Jin Wuchen came over just in time to support her as she was falling out.

Chu Luo was still in shock and had no choice but to obediently let him support her.

Jin Wuchen helped her into the cave. Once they were out of sight of the entrance, Chu Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt safe once she sat down on the ground.

After a while, Chu Luo remembered that she had actually gone out to find her benefactor and tell him that her eyes had regained their sight.

"My benefactor, I can see now!" Chu Luo looked at her benefactor with joy.

My benefactor is very tall and has many scars on his face, which is probably why he covers most of his face with his hair.

He gives people a down-to-earth, kind, safe, and reliable feeling.

Chu Luo felt happy and warm when she saw him.

Jin Wuchen nodded without saying anything. This action made Chu Luo feel that her benefactor was a quiet and reserved person who did more than he said. Such people are usually simple and honest.

Jin Wuchen bent down to start a fire, then quickly cleaned up the two geese he had hunted by taking them to the water's edge.

Chu Luo didn't sit down; instead, she picked up the clay pot her benefactor had fired and went over to help.

Chu Luo was perceptive and always managed to hand over the tools that Jin Wuchen had made from whatever materials he had on hand at the right time.

Chu Luo found that these tools were not only practical but also beautiful in appearance, which made her admire his hands-on skills even more.

Jin Wuchen didn't want Chu Luo to get dirty, so he forbade her to touch it. He told her to go and rest, but she refused.

So she had no choice but to watch from the side. She kept a close eye on his every move and handed him the tools at just the right moment.

The silence between them spoke volumes, and there was no awkwardness at all; it spoke volumes without a word.

After tidying up, Jin Wuchen stood up and, as he always did at the Jin family home, habitually reached out to Chu Luo to help her up.

Seeing his natural movements, Chu Luo felt a sense of familiarity; Jin Wuchen seemed to have done such a natural action and posture before.

In the past, when Chu Luo was by his side, he would help her up and down, whether she was getting on or off a horse. His posture was confident and relaxed, and he seemed to have gained some extraordinary demeanor.

Chu Luo looked up at her benefactor, momentarily dazed.

If it weren't for the stark difference between her benefactor's face and Jin Wuchen's exquisitely beautiful, almost demonic face, she would have thought it was Jin Wuchen.

Chu Luo shook her head, wondering what she was thinking. These were clearly two completely different people; how could she confuse them?

After regaining her senses, she didn't hesitate and naturally put her hand on his, using his help to stand up.

She wasn't very good at stewing goose, so she just sat and watched. Besides, she felt that being able to cook something on such a precipice was already quite an achievement, and there probably wasn't much else she could do.

Jin Wuchen added water to the casserole, covered it, and simmered it. Chu Luo thought he would sit aside and wait like her.

But Jin Wuchen didn't sit idle. He picked up a few muddy things and went to the water to wash them.

Chu Luo was taken aback when she saw him take it. Only then did she realize that he had scooped out some things, cut them into pieces, and put them into the casserole to continue stewing.

Before long, the soup became much more flavorful.

That wasn't all. He then went to a stone platform and took out a pottery jar he had previously fired. When he opened it, there was some white powder inside, which Chu Luo didn't know what it was.

"What is this?" Chu Luo asked him with a smile.

Jin Wuchen handed the jar directly to her, asking her to try it.

Chu Luo tasted a little; it was salty and had a pleasant aroma—it was seasoning he had made.

Chu Luo was immediately filled with admiration. "How come there are seasonings here?"

Jin Wuchen took the jar, put some into the soup, then set it aside. He then took Chu Luo's hand and wrote down the recipe for the seasoning on her hand.

He wrote at a moderate pace, as if Chu Luo still couldn't see it, and Chu Luo didn't realize that something was wrong.

"So this was made by you using wood ash and a kind of stone. It's amazing! You're so incredible, my benefactor!" Chu Luo couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

Seeing her so focused on the wonder before her, Jin Wuchen felt quite comfortable.

However, Chu Luo kept calling him her benefactor, which made him very uncomfortable.

When she called him her benefactor, he shook his head and wrote the two characters "Jingyuan" on her hand.

"Brother Jingyuan," Chu Luo understood her meaning and immediately called out.

"Brother Jing is a good person, and his name is good too." Chu Luo thought the name was really good.

Jin Wuchen "..."

Jin Yuan and Jing Yuan, two such similar names, she didn't think the name sounded nice when she heard Long Yu say it.

Jin Wuchen realized that she was extending her affection to everything related to the house.

The phrase "love me, love my dog" brought Jin Wuchen great pleasure.

Before she knew it, the aroma of wild goose soup filled the air, and Chu Luo couldn't wait to try it.

Seeing her undisguised thoughts, Jin Wuchen smiled slightly, ladled out a bowl of soup, and handed it to Chu Luo.

Chu Luo gently blew on the steam and took a sip. "It smells so good! It's delicious! Brother Jingyuan, you should try some too!"

Jin Wuchen slowly ladled out a bowl and savored it. Although there weren't many seasonings or ingredients this time, he felt it was the most comforting soup he had ever had.

Inside this cave, Chu Luo actually felt a sense of home, much warmer than the Chu family's grand mansion.

"Brother Jingyuan, do you think this kind of life is good?" Chu Luo asked him.

Jin Wuchen nodded without hesitation.

"I also think this kind of life is good, but someone like Brother Jingyuan who can always make life enjoyable should be able to live well anywhere, without needing to go to places of trouble."

Chu Luo hoped that Jing Yuan could remain undisturbed by the mundane world and continue to maintain his current otherworldly appearance.

Little did they know, he was also the one most deeply involved in the world.