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

Jin Wuchen remained silent, only staring intently at her. She had cleaned his hand wounds at the Lilan Dam last time, but her state of mind then was completely different from now.

At that time, she felt grateful and guilty towards him, and she tried to please him cautiously while being wary.

Now it's genuine care, without any defensiveness or flattery. He can clearly distinguish between sincerity and pretense. Since childhood, he has always wanted the best of everything, including people's hearts.

"Brother Jingyuan, this medicine is excellent, but taking it internally or applying it externally might make you fall into a deep sleep."

Jin Wuchen nodded. The medicine worked faster than he had expected, and soon his vision became a little blurry.

He shook his head and struggled to open his eyes. The person in front of him was no longer Chu Luo, but another woman as beautiful as a fairy from the heavens.

The woman was drinking and admiring the moon on a swing, laughing heartily.

Seeing that hearty laugh, the wounded Jin Wuchen, with his still injured little legs and feet, climbed to a rock and sat down, imitating the woman's manner of looking at the moon.

The moon that night was exceptionally round and bright. The moonlight shone on him, making his wounds feel less painful.

He took a short nap, and when he woke up, the moon was still so round, but the person on the swing was now sitting next to him.

“The moon is beautiful tonight,” Jin Wuchen said.

"Yes, the moon is truly beautiful tonight. Let me dance for you." The woman smiled at him with her clear eyes. It wasn't that she didn't see his wounds, but he no longer cared, and neither did she.

The woman danced gracefully in the moonlight, and he casually picked a blade of grass from the side, put it to his lips, and played a tune to accompany her dance.

A gentle breeze and a bright moon, the chirping of insects and birds, the rustling of leaves, and the graceful dance of immortals—the beauty of nature is unforgettable.

After the dance ended, the woman moved with the lightness of a feather, gracefully approaching him. "Little fellow, your musical skills have improved considerably. You can now follow my dance steps effortlessly. Not bad. Your wounds are healing much faster too, which means your inner strength has increased significantly. Let's go."

"Where?"

"Go to the medicine pool," the woman said gently, her eyes crinkling with a smile, tilting her head. Even with such gentleness, she couldn't hide her playfulness.

"You said my healing speed is much faster, and these injuries should be healed in a little while, so why should I go to the medicinal pool? I'm not going." Xiao Jin Wuchen frowned, feeling resistant at the mere thought of the medicinal pool.

"How can you not soak in it? The wound is almost healed, but if you don't soak in the medicinal pool, it might leave a scar. Such a pretty little person needs to be taken good care of. Scars won't look good. You're such a playful child, thank goodness you didn't have a single scar all over your body after that medicinal pool."

The woman grabbed him by the neck, like she was holding her pet fox, leaving him no room to refuse or resist.

“I’m a man, so what if I have some scars?” Xiao Jin Wuchen struggled.

"No, I'll be heartbroken if it doesn't look good." The woman lightly touched her toes, leaped up, and in the blink of an eye, she was already beside a pool.

Little Jin Wuchen looked at the medicinal pool in despair, reached out and hugged the woman's neck, pleadingly calling out "Mother."

The woman gently tapped the tip of his nose and said, "I'll soak with you and adjust your bones a bit. Your skin and flesh wounds are almost healed, but your bone injuries still need treatment."

Xiao Jin Wuchen nodded in agreement.

It was here that Jin Wuchen overcame his aversion to deep water.

"Mom, I don't want to wear these clothes," said Xiao Jin Wuchen, looking at the pink dresses his mother had brought.

"Your clothes are all torn, and I don't have any other clothes here," the beautiful woman said, smiling expectantly as she held out the clothes.

"Hmph, when are you finally going to accept the fact that you gave birth to a son? All the clothes you've prepared are for girls. I'd rather wear tattered clothes than wear any of this stuff you've prepared."

Xiao Jin Wuchen plunged headfirst into the pool. No matter how annoying the deep water was, it wasn't as annoying as his mother making him wear women's clothes.

He hates deep water because when he was a child, he was drugged, tied to a rock, and thrown into a deep pool. He almost drowned, but managed to climb out by himself.

At first, he was a little afraid of water.

But this didn't stop him from standing by the pool every day, staring at the deep water for a long time, and sometimes even going into the water.

His condition terrified those who had been taking care of him. He had almost died in the water, and now, after escaping, he was trying every means to get back to the water's edge.

Some elderly people once thought that Jin Wuchen was possessed by an evil spirit and was being targeted by a water ghost, so they refused to let him get close to the deep pool.

But he was Jin Yuan. If he couldn't go to deep water, he would go to shallow water where no one could find him. He imitated the people he saw swimming and holding their breath in the water, and he found it wasn't difficult.

Nothing could frighten Jin Yuan; if anything did, he would find a way to overcome it. This deep water was nothing more than that.

When he was in his element, like a fish in water, he only felt aversion to deep water. The adults around him couldn't distinguish between fear and aversion, and simply assumed that he was afraid of deep water.

The woman sighed upon hearing this, muttering, "She's grown up like this; how beautiful she would be if she were a daughter. You better take good care of your appearance and health from now on; I'm counting on you to bring me back a lovely baby girl."

Xiao Jin Wuchen "..."

"Don't look at me like that. I don't like the scars on your body. It's uncomfortable to look at. Even if you beat up those old people, it's still not enough. There are always people more skilled than you, and your martial arts skills need to improve. I believe you can do it. I believe you can protect yourself well and not leave any scars. You'll look better and better the more I look at you."

The woman's voice was extremely pleasant; you could almost hear her laughing in it.

Jin Wuchen saw that his childhood self was gone, and his mother was still standing gently in the light.

He saw his body covered in scars, his face unrecognizable, completely different from what his mother had imagined. His mother, who had always been incredibly beautiful, probably wouldn't recognize him like this. She had said she didn't like him having scars, and he hadn't kept his word. After all, it wasn't like before, when people would always be watching him soak in the medicinal bath, and no one would prepare medicine to remove his scars anymore.

Even though he was completely disfigured, he still wanted to call out to her. After all, he hadn't seen her for far too long and couldn't bear to miss the opportunity. "Mother, although I have many scars on my body that you don't like, I will bring a girl home. You will definitely like her."

He thought, "Because I like it, you will definitely like it too. After all, if someone as difficult as me likes it, you will like it even more."

He knew what his mother liked: she liked girls.

To test the dosage of the herbs, Chu Luo also took the Divine Ganoderma Lucidum, which unexpectedly cured her ear ailment. She then overheard the words, "Mother, although I have many scars on my body that you dislike, I will bring a girl home..."

Chu Luo was slightly taken aback when she heard this. He still had a mother at home who didn't like his injury waiting for him. Who could the girl he was talking about be? But then her thoughts were interrupted by the pulse she felt under his fingers.

She had accidentally touched his wrist before, and at that time she noticed that his pulse was extremely weak. She thought she had made a mistake, but now, after carefully taking his pulse, the result was not much different from that day. However, there was a faint sign of life. It was probably because the Divine Ganoderma and the Chinese tallow grass had some effect.

Judging from his hands and the fact that he had vomited black blood before, there were still some mixed toxins in his body, but her medical skills were limited and she couldn't cure them.

They need to leave this place as soon as possible and find Fei Zhiyou or Long Yu; they should be able to save him.

Fei Zhiyou should have received her letter by now; barring any unforeseen circumstances, he shouldn't be far from this place.

Chu Luo was very worried about Jing Yuan, so she grabbed his hand. The warmth of his palm reassured her a little.