Lately, Shu Yu noticed that her life had become downright debauched. Every day, aside from tumbling clouds and making rain it was still tumbling clouds and making rain. Modesty had been shattered piece by piece, and lines had been crossed again and again.
Although she wished to be a virtuous person, Fu Wang didn’t, and she didn’t have the willpower to resist him. A devil-fied Fu Wang who did that kind of thing was like a strengthened version of BEEP BEEP, constantly emitting a seductive aura, and Shu Yu couldn’t help but fall for it again and again.
An aching waist or a throbbing back were small matters, but going wild from indoors to outdoors, from their bed to the pool, the feeling of being aware that her tolerance was being tested and raised again and again… just recalling it was the most mortifying point of it all.
Fu Wang’s kidney was great, so Shu Yu spent continuous days dazedly, not knowing how to tell today from tomorrow, the only thing she felt was that next time, she was probably going to die by Fu Wang’s hand on their bed.
Through it all she felt dazed and disoriented but didn’t feel hungry, although Fu Wang did feed her some blood several times.
Sometimes he bit his own lips and then gave her a deep kiss, sometimes he would make a slice on his finger and put it near her mouth, and there was even one time he opened a wound on his chest, instantly turning himself into a murder scene and scaring Shu Yu into withering on the spot (she didn’t).1当时就萎了 withering on the spot. It means that the “mood” should’ve been broken with Fu Wang doing that to himself, but well, it apparently didn’t ruin the mood enough. Shu Yu is kinda turning into a freak tbh.
Even if Shu Yu had a very docile temper or even if she had a soft heart towards Fu Wang, a fish that had been endlessly fried for over a dozen days finally couldn’t take it and exploded. Not to mention he would go crazy from time to time, which would test her ability to withstand certain things.
Say, if he had blackened, how come this particular thing not change at all? He wasn’t trying to make up for one thousand years all at once, was he? After calculating the amount of times one thousand years had with a mush-like brain, Shu Yu was horrified by the things her brain cooked up, so when Fu Wang hugged her again, her trembling hands pressed down on his hands.
“Let’s stop..”
“I only want to hug you.”
“No.” Did you think I’d believe you after you lied so many times? Ha ha.
“Xiao-Yu, don’t reject me.” Although his voice was very tender, his expression clearly said, If you reject me, I will blacken.
Shu Yu couldn’t bear it anymore and flipped him over on their bed. She sat on his waist and grabbed his chin, and expressionlessly said, “I said, I want to rest quietly!” Her gaze was firm and it expressed that if he didn’t let her rest, she would get angry.
They locked gazes for a while. Fu Wang’s deliberately dangerous expression was replaced with a beaming smile.
Shu Yu’s willingness to listen to him would of course make him happy, but he would also be happy if she got angry and bared her fangs at him. So he just laid there looking as if she could do anything to him and he wouldn’t retaliate. “Okay, I’ll let Xiao-Yu rest.”
Shu Yu finally relaxed slightly and in this same position, she fell forwards, buried her head in his chest, and fell asleep. Fu Wang let out a muffled hrmph from the force of her collapsing on his chest, and then seeing her discreet expression of finally, I got him back, he couldn’t help a stifled laugh, unconcerned about something like being treated as a mattress.
After realizing that Fu Wang’s patience towards her was very massive, Shu Yu gradually became bolder. Whenever he seemed as if he wanted to keep going, she simply squashed him underneath her, pinning his limbs so he couldn’t move.
And Fu Wang, as well, was very cooperative, he would become immobile if he was pinned and obediently become a mattress, which made him seem as if he were extremely docile.
Shu Yu understood him less and less. Sometimes she felt that Fu Wang loved her madly, but then sometimes she would feel that Fu Wang didn’t actually love her. He was more difficult to dissect than chinese reading comprehension questions2 语文阅读理解 Chinese reading comprehension questions. In chinese exams/tests, there is a section that tests a student’s reading, grammar, language sense, context comprehension, etc. It sounds similar to grammar class, but it’s challenging and personally I sucked at those tests. :’c . Yes, he had become a beautiful man full of enigma. Shu Yu felt like she didn’t understand him, it felt kind of like the suffering feeling of having fallen in love with a wild horse that would chow down her entire grassland in a matter of minutes.
What did Fu Wang want? Was she really the only thing he wanted? Was it that simple?
Thinking back to those bosses in tv series or anime that had great aspirations of blowing up the universe or taking over the world, Shu Yu constantly worried that the blackened Fu Wang’s real wish was to run outside and destroy the world, terminate all living beings, and in the process also destroy himself.
Shu Yu worried and worried and worried, so she gnawed on the “glorified mattress” Fu Wang’s shoulder, leaving twelve teeth marks. Hm, it felt nice.
Fu Wang who was being gnawed on laughed again, the soft laughter echoing in her ears. Every time she became unhappy and bit him, he would laugh. She didn’t know what he was being so happy about, could he have become a masochist?
Shu Yu sighed. Then, she fell asleep.
The next time she woke up, she saw an underling knocking on their doors to report to his lord. He said that they sighted demons selling a large number of soul-devouring artifacts somewhere, and that the other side’s backing was so tough they couldn’t do anything about them.
Ever since their reunion, this was the first time Shu Yu would see Fu Wang’s expression look so ugly. When the demonkin mentioned the soul-devouring artifacts, his eyes were so red they were about to drip blood, and the murderous and aggressive aura around him was practically about to take physical manifestation.
Then with a wave of his hand he threw on his robes and swiftly headed out with eyes full of murderous intent.
He did not bring Shu Yu with him. He merely told her that he would be back soon.
This was very unusual, because Shu Yu hadn’t left Fu Wang’s sight at all ever since her awakening, the two of them were basically turning into conjoined twins, but this time Fu Wang plopped her down, just like that?!
However, recalling the keywords “Soul-Devouring Artifacts”, Shu Yu felt as if she understood something.
It couldn’t be because of her, right?
So, it turns out it was really because of her.
In the past when Shu Yu died to the Fox Grand Elder’s soul devouring artifact and later after Fu Wang became the Devil Lord, he was infected with a psychotic tick and no longer allowed the existence of spiritual artifacts that could harm the soul, he killed anyone he saw using them. A large number of soul-devouring artifacts were all gathered in one place and destroyed, and no one within the demon clans dared to use them again after that.
Today, these news were undoubtedly to provoke the returned Devil Lord, viciously digging into his reverse scale 3逆鳞 reverse scale. It’s commonly associated with the sole scale under a dragon’s neck that grows in reverse contrary to all its other scales. It’s their forbidden spot, touch it and you get a royally enraged dragon. Using this in other cases is to describe something akind to a trigger, an extremely sore point, or a touchy subject that is akin to a mine or, well, a reverse scale., digging so deeply that he almost went insane again. However, when he glanced at a bewildered Shu Yu, Fu Wang calmed himself and left with the underlings.
After Fu Wang left, there was no one to disturb her sleep. Shu Yu thought this time she would be able to sleep comfortably, but in reality, she couldn’t sleep even after she had closed her eyes for a long while, her previous drowsiness had also disappeared cleanly. With Fu Wang gone, she couldn’t sleep, Shu Yu came to understand this harsh truth and crawled up. She went outside to get some sunshine and in the process also air her smell— her whole body smelled like Fu Wang.
There were no demons in the Demonic Palace because Fu Wang didn’t allow others to enter easily. This massive palace included several mountains and usually only Shu Yu and Fu Wang lived here. However when Shu Yu was skulking outside, she saw there were quite a few tiny spiritual creatures within the Demonic Palace that have already been living here for many years.
Back then, she adored these small things the most.
A row of Golden Needle Mushrooms with glowing round heads, going around collecting fruit scattered on top of piles of leaves and carrying them like ants on the move. Shu Yu followed them out of boredom to a nearby mountain and a stream, and was attracted to the small red fish in the waters. She thought that these small red fish were very similar to the red fish that they saw when Fu Wang brought her to the liquor fair, moreover, these red fish were all biting or pushing along a big red petal, which seemed as if they had come from upstream.
Shu Yu recognized those petals, they were called Azure Mist and were used by demonkin women to make lipstick and rouge. She had also planted them when they lived in Dayan City; they were seedlings that their neighbor He Su’er had found for her. Fu Wang had seen her interest and also bought some to make lipstick for her, but in the end when she tried a bite of them she found that they were very tasty, so she ate all of them.
Shu Yu simply followed those small fish which were swimming upstream. The mountain stream seemed unending and had many curves, but more and more red petals appeared floating in the water, and finally when she reached the source, Shu Yu saw the small courtyard in front of her. Her whole person was stunned.
Over a dozen azure mist trees were planted outside the courtyard, all of them were very tall, and the trees were all bending over from the heavy pressure of the dense red blossoms on its branches. The ground was covered completely in red. The origin of the stream was within the depths of the azure mist forest.
There was a massive tree within the courtyard, as if it had grown through many years. It was several times taller than the house, its trunk was thick as Shu Yu’s embrace, and it towered over the small courtyard like a looming green umbrella or clouds covering the sky. Its essence enveloped the surroundings thickly and densely.
And this tree, Shu Yu also recognized it. He Su’er had one such tree. Shu Yu had once mentioned to Fu Wang that she wanted to plant a tree like it in their yard as well, the kind of tree that bloomed white. She remembered she and Fu Wang had planted one sapling in a corner of their garden, when they had been cleaning up the courtyard.
And Shu Yu was even more familiar with this courtyard. Only looking at its outside, she knew this small courtyard was her and Fu Wang’s home from back then. Had Fu Wang moved this entire courtyard here?
As Shu Yu raised her head to look at that towering tree, she didn’t know why but she suddenly thought of that sentence, “There is a loquat tree in my yard, which I planted with my own hands the year my wife passed away. Now that tree has grown, casting its shade like a huge umbrella.”4庭有枇杷树,吾妻死之年所手植也,今已亭亭如盖矣, “There is a loquat tree in my yard, which I planted with my own hands the year my wife passed away. Now that tree has grown, casting its shade like a huge umbrella.” It’s one of the sentences present in the prose 《项脊轩志》/ Xiangjixuan Zhi, written by 归有光 Gui You Guang, a chinese writer of the Ming Dynasty. Shu Yu probably remembers this sentence because chinese literature is often required to be memorized by students from elementary onwards, and appears pretty frequently in tests where you are given one half and are required to write the other half, or they give you a title and you’re required to write the whole poem/prose/essay down. Shu Yu isn’t the smartest cookie in the box, but she went through classic chinese school and that counts for something.
After her death, had Fu Wang once sat alone under this tree, watching as the sapling they planted grew little by little each year?
Shu Yu touched her face which was distraught with tears. She was quiet for a bit before she walked up and pushed open the entrance to the small courtyard. The gate creaked as it opened, as if time itself had opened itself for her. Everything within the small courtyard was familiar and yet also foreign.
The plants within the courtyard grew lushly, but there were no weeds. They had all grown well, they were all plants that Shu Yu could remember having planted. A small pond encircled with stones had two or three small red fish swimming within it, leisure and carefree.
The bells hanging under the veranda jingled melodiously. Bamboo curtains swayed gently. The massive tree overhead also made rustling sounds.
Shu Yu walked towards the closed door of the building and reached out to push it.
The door opened. Everything inside was neat and tidy. The bed she and Fu Wang had slept in, the pile of trinkets Fu Wang had made for her, Fu Wang’s books, and her Rainbow Carp5虹鲤剑 The sword, Rainbow Carp. It’s previously mentioned in past chapters, like for example in chapter 50.1, it’s the sword that Shu Yu used as Tianfeng Jinyu.. After running her hands over everything within the room, Shu Yu walked out again and sat down on a table below the veranda.
They used to eat their breakfasts, lunches and dinners here, chatting as they ate their food. Fu Wang would tell her interesting stories about his encounters outside as a healer, and he would also pick and put her favorite foods in her bowl.
Below the wooden table, in the corner of a wall, there was also a small jar of alcohol.
Everything within this small courtyard seemed to be telling those who came in that its owner had merely left for a while and that they would be back soon. When Fu Wang was sitting here alone watching over all of this, did he also feel this way? That their home was still here, and that she, too, would return soon? But at that time, she had been truly dead, no one knew that she would suddenly come back many years later.
Her heart was tight, she couldn’t breathe, but Shu Yu didn’t want to leave. This familiar house made her feel relief and nostalgia. Even though she felt that the courtyard was filled with loneliness, she didn’t want to leave.
Shu Yu sat on the wooden chair and zoned out for a while. Suddenly, she got up and grabbed the jar of alcohol from the corner and ripped off its red seal. A rich, thick, and sweet aroma filled her nose instantly. This was the fruit wine she loved drinking the most. Fu Wang would often bring a lot of it home, he always wished to get her drunk, but Shu Yu would only drink two cups of it after each of their dinners as a drink. Fu Wang would occasionally also take a sip from her cup and then shake his head, saying that the taste was too light.
But this jar had probably been sitting for far too long, its flavor seemed much stronger, and the bright and light green wine had turned into an emerald green color. It was sweet, and fragrant. Shu Yu didn’t care if this wine was still drinkable or not, she was wiping away her tears while finishing off half a jar in one go. She cried a bit after every sip, looking really pitiful.
When Fu Wang returned, covered in the faint scent of blood, what he saw was a drunk fish hugging an empty jar of wine, huddling under a table, and constantly hiccuping.
Chapter Description:
… which I planted with my own hands the year my wife passed away. Now that tree has grown, casting its shade like a huge umbrella.6Link it together with the chapter title to get the full sentence. 🙂
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