Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Boss Pretends to Be Well After He's Gone Mad

The moment the words left his mouth, Jinglian's expression changed abruptly. His eyes widened slightly. Even though he had seen many things, he was still stunned by the news Jiang Xiyu had told him, because of Shijia.

For a moment, Jinglian felt as if she couldn't understand the literal meaning of the words anymore.

He lost his usual aloof demeanor and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "What, you..."

Are they married?

What does it mean?

The little cat demon actually got married!

Jiang Xiyu sighed and explained, "I haven't mentioned this because I felt there was no need to..."

His state of mind was different then, so he naturally had nothing to hide.

Jinglian felt a chill run down his spine. Although he couldn't feel any temperature, he felt a strange coldness creeping up his body.

His voice trembled slightly, as if incredulously asking Jiang Xiyu again and again, "You...you're married?"

Jiang Xiyu nodded and said frankly, "Yes, I had already been married for a long time before I entered Cibei Temple."

Upon hearing this, Jinglian's heart sank completely.

He had finally accepted the fact that the Buddhist disciple had fallen in love, and he didn't want to interfere with their karma. He even thought that if possible in the future, he would enlighten the little cat demon more, so that if the Buddhist disciple really couldn't let go, he could take him to the Buddhist realm with him.

His original intention was to find out if the little cat demon had feelings for the Buddhist monk, but he never expected to receive such news.

At that moment, Jinglian felt a deep sadness, realizing how cruel fate had been.

How absurd it is that a Buddhist disciple would fall in love with a married man!

If the little cat demon were all alone, this affection would naturally be harmless.

But he was already married and had a wife. If this affection were to be discussed openly, it would be against ethics and absolutely unacceptable!

In particular, if the Buddhist disciples were to learn of this news...

Jinglian didn't even dare to think about it.

He had seen too many people who couldn't get what they wanted and who were obsessed with love.

Once you get it, you crave more; if you don't get it, your desires are insatiable. Thus, love breeds greed, and love breeds attachment. These emotions are like an invisible chain, tightening the more you struggle, keeping you trapped in a cycle of desire and pain, unable to escape.

Jinglian feared that Shijia would also become like that, that he would develop greed for what others possessed because of Jiang Xiyu, that he would feel resentment for not getting what he wanted, and that he would develop emotional attachments because of it...

Once obsession takes hold, there is even less chance of recovery. In fact, the emergence of various bad thoughts can strengthen evil intentions and endanger oneself.

Jinglian recovered from his shock and fear. After a long pause, seemingly lost in thought, he gritted his trembling teeth and asked, "So, when you said something happened at home and you had to go back to the Demon Realm, it was probably because..."

The way he asked this question was so strange, as if he was feeling sorry for something.

Jiang Xiyu glanced at him, frowned, but still answered truthfully: "The reason I returned to the demon realm last time was indeed because something happened to my wife."

Jinglian had been avoiding that title, but now, she heard Jiang Xiyu admit it himself.

His hand holding the beads trembled slightly: "Your...wife?"

Jiang Xiyu lowered her eyes and gave a very soft "hmm".

For some reason, the image of getting married in the illusion suddenly flashed through his mind.

He stood side by side with the woman in her wedding dress, and they bowed to heaven and earth.

He told Jinglian about this now because he sensed that Jinglian was somewhat wary.

Although he verbally requested Shiga's assistance in his spiritual practice, he was actually afraid that Shiga might truly become addicted to romantic love.

Not only was Jinglian worried, but Jiang Xiyu was also worried.

It's unclear whether he did this to reassure Jinglian or to stop himself from overthinking.

In fact, Jiang Xiyu didn't know that after hearing his words, Jinglian was not only completely worried, but he was also heartbroken.

The wind that had been blowing around suddenly cooled down, and all around was deathly silent; even the rustling of leaves seemed to have disappeared.

Only that one cry of "My wife" drifted out, stirring the prayer flags hanging in the temple, making them tremble without wind, as if they were about to break without warning, and falling into the ears of the person behind the tree without warning.

In an instant, all the prayer beads broke.

It fell silently into the dust.

The figure not far away seemed to sway almost imperceptibly.

The temple was so quiet that Shiga had never felt such a moment before, so quiet that it was almost despairing.

He could not hear a sound, and his face was completely bloodless.

When Shijia came looking for him, he overheard the conversation between him and Jinglian. Stunned, he never expected to hear such a sentence.

The moment his words fell, he seemed to fall into boundless ice. His bones and blood, along with his warmth, completely dissipated. Every sensation he felt was as slow as still water freezing in the bitter cold.

He didn't know how much time had passed, so long that he felt his long life was coming to an end.

He had just managed to regain some of his thoughts, but those thoughts were ominous, causing his cold heart to surge with an overwhelming and indescribable sorrow for the first time. It was like a dullest knife piercing his heart, then abruptly withdrawing.

The blunt knife seemed to have stripped his soul and flesh away repeatedly before Shiga coldly stared at his empty shell. In a daze, he felt an indescribable pain. He realized that he seemed to have thought of nothing at all, yet he also seemed to have thought through everything between the two of them.

These remaining thoughts nearly extinguished him.

original……

He has a wife.

original……

He did not want to become a Buddha because he could not let go of his wife.

original……

In the illusion of the pigeon demon, the person he transformed into through greed was his wife.

Because of a fleeting, unreliable glance in the illusion, he secretly asked the Buddha for a place to cultivate himself.

However, when his true home finally returned to him, his heart was drawn by the thread that suggested "he might also have feelings for me." He couldn't help but move closer to him, thinking... he might have some...

Then, at that moment, the thread snapped abruptly, piercing through his delusions and making it crystal clear to him that he had no feelings for him whatsoever…

It turned out to be the case.

It turned out to be the case.

From beginning to end, he was the one who misunderstood...