Villain, be good! I'm here to give birth to a baby [Quick Wear]

"I see……"

Song Ling'er lowered her head in disappointment. She had been deceived.

Seeing her like this, grandma comforted her: "In fact, even if you can go to the immortal world, it's useless. You are a demon, a little demon. If he marries you, he will be criticized. There will be many unexpected difficulties. So whether you go or not, the result will be the same."

"I don't care, I don't care. I want what I want!" Song Ling'er threw a tantrum and said willfully, "This is obviously a matter between the two of us. It has nothing to do with other people. Why should other people care about our business? I won't pay any attention to them."

The monsters in the Demon Abyss never dared to say anything about her actions. Why would those people in the immortal cultivation world point fingers at her?

Grandma patted her head lovingly and said, "Little devil, do you know what love is?"

Song Ling'er nodded: "I know, Grandma, you told me that if you like something, you want to own it."

Grandma asked again: "Do you think you like him?"

Song Ling'er thought about it, then nodded.

"like."

The first time I saw him fighting with someone in the air, I wanted to take that person for myself, so I liked him.

Grandma smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll help you."

Song Ling'er: "Huh?"

soon.

Song Ling'er understood what grandma meant.

Because the immortal she saved had lost his memory, or to be more precise, it was selective amnesia. He only remembered things before he was ten years old.

So Song Ling'er ran to her grandma to ask the reason.

Song Ling'er: "Grandma, what are you doing...?"

Grandma: "He is too arrogant now, and he is not suitable for you. This is good."

Song Ling'er: "Huh?"

soon.

Song Ling'er understood again.

Because she found that this person had become very introverted and didn't like to talk much. When they talked, she was the one asking questions and the other person was answering. If she didn't talk, the other person would remain quiet. It was like this...

Song Ling'er: "Hey, what's your name?"

The other party: "Song Ji."

Song Ling'er: "Then do you want to know why you are here?"

The other person shook his head.

Song Ling'er: "Are you curious about my name?"

The other person shook his head.

Song Ling'er: "I have no name or surname, I am not a human, they all call me a demon, are you afraid?"

The other person shook his head.

Seeing that he was so quiet, Song Ling'er wanted to force him to say something, so she said, "Why don't you give me a name? Since your name is Song Ji, I'll also be named Song."

Song Ji was slightly startled, and after catching a glimpse of the bell around her waist, he suddenly said, "Song Ling'er."

Song Ling'er: "What?"

Song Ji said softly: "Song Ling'er, the bell of the bell."

Song Ling'er: "Okay! I like it!"

So, the little demon had his own name.

Later, Song Ling'er asked him many more questions, and he answered them all concisely and clearly.

It was also because of this that Song Ling'er realized that he was an orphan without a father or a mother. A kind-hearted grandfather took him home, but within a few years, the grandfather died of illness, and he wandered around.

Song Ji’s current memory ends here, and all the memories that follow have been sealed by his grandma.

Song Ling'er only knew that Song Ji had a miserable childhood and had no idea how he became an immortal later on. She just felt sorry for him.

Then she said sympathetically: "How about this, you marry me, and I will support you in the future, and you won't have to endure the cold and hunger."

Song Ji said in fear: "Really? But I'm not worthy of you..."

Song Ling'er said generously: "It's okay, I don't mind."

She also said: "And after you marry me, I will take it as your commitment to me, so you don't have to repay me for saving your life, it's a win-win situation!"

Song Ji: "Is that so?"

He said timidly, "Will you be at a disadvantage?"

Song Ling'er shook her head: "No, just tell me if you are willing or not?"

Song Ji hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Song Ji is now obedient, sensible and well-behaved.

For a period of time afterwards, he often followed her around like a clingy person, fearing that he would be abandoned and feeling very insecure.

Song Ling'er couldn't say she hated him, but she always felt that something was missing. But before she could figure out what it was, Song Jiren fainted.

This time she really couldn't find the cause of the disease, so she could only run to ask her grandma, but her grandma told her to throw the person out of the abyss, and the disease would naturally heal without medicine.

After asking around, the reason is that the Demon Abyss is not suitable for immortals to survive.

But Song Ling'er was reluctant. If it dragged on like this, Song Ji would die.

……

……

"...He had lost his memory when I picked him up...but he wasn't used to living in the mountains, so I finally decided to let him go."

Song Ling'er told the story in a different way to prevent Lin Qingbai from knowing her true identity, and also concealed Song Ji's identity and her grandmother's identity.

Lin Qingbai roughly understood the whole story and said, "I see. You are quite good at saving people. You actually saved a bandit. I think he must be suffering for his bad deeds and being seriously injured."

Song Ling'er retorted: "That's not the case, don't slander him."

"Okay, I won't slander you. Since you want to marry him anyway, I won't bother you anymore. I wish you a long and happy marriage and a son soon!"

Lin Qingbai bowed and said goodbye.

Well, his trip was in vain.

He opened the door and looked up at the bright moon in the sky. He said with emotion: "Alas, I don't know when my destined marriage will come."

After saying that, he lowered his gaze and saw a smiling face - it was the young man next to Shi Biao who called himself Song Lin.

Song Lin approached him and said with a smile: "What are you doing in my little wife's room?"

Lin Qingbai immediately raised his hands in surrender: "It's unfair! I really didn't do anything, I was just chatting with her!"

"Oh?"

Song Lin obviously didn't believe it, and looked him up and down, "A man and a woman alone, in the same room... You really didn't do anything?"

Lin Qingbai nodded, his eyes couldn't be more sincere as he said, "I really didn't do anything, we just chatted for a while, I'm just her friend."

Song Lin raised his eyebrows and asked, "Friends will lift the red veil?"

His gaze shifted to Song Ling'er in the room, and Lin Qingbai followed his gaze.

Without waiting for Lin Qingbai to explain, Song Ling'er inside hurriedly covered her red veil again. She said in a panic, "I lifted it up myself. It has nothing to do with him."

You can tell it's a lie as soon as you hear it, there's no need for you to guess.

Lin Qingbai was just trying to find a suitable reason to explain again, but Song Lin said, "I believe my wife won't lie to me, so I won't bother with you this time. But if I find out next time, it will be hard to say."

Lin Qingbai: "Actually, I——"

"Stop talking nonsense and get out of here!"

As soon as Song Lin acted fiercely, Lin Qingbai got so scared that he ran away. He didn't know why. He clearly didn't do anything, but he still felt guilty.

Close the door.

Song Lin walked in and said, "My dear wife, come on, I'll take you out to the wedding hall."

Song Ling'er nodded, and she put her hand on his. When she was about to step out of the door, she couldn't help but ask, "When did you come? How much did you hear what I said in there just now?"

Song Lin paused.

He said in an ambiguous tone, "How much do you want me to hear?"

Song Ling'er: "..."

She hoped the other party hadn't heard anything.

Because after she threw the man out, her grandma restored his memory and only sealed the memories related to herself, saying that it was to avoid unnecessary trouble in the future.

"Huh? Why aren't you talking?" Song Lin asked with a smile, "My little wife doesn't like talking to me?"

He lifted Song Ling'er's chin and said in a bewitching voice, "But I quite like listening to you talk, my little wife."

He kept calling her "little wife" and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. There was even a hint of teasing in his words.

"Let's go, let's go to the church."

Song Ling'er was held by his hand in a daze, feeling nervous. She was passively escorted to the bridal chamber throughout the whole process.

Her mind was still a mess until the end. She only reacted when Song Lin was about to take off her clothes and pulled her clothes to stop him.

Song Lin asked curiously: "Why? You won't let me touch it?"

Song Ling'er covered her chest and whispered, "Have you recognized me a long time ago?"

She felt that the other party must have heard something, but he was not surprised, and did not even have any special reaction, just like when they met.

So she boldly speculated that this person's memory was complete.

Song Lin asked back: "How could I not recognize my own wife?"

Song Ling'er whispered: "Your name is not Song Lin at all."

"Isn't this just a bad thing? What kind of good person would use his real name to do bad things?"

Song Lin, or Song Ji to be exact, did not hide anything and admitted it directly.

Song Ling'er muttered, "What if there is someone with the same name as you... then aren't you asking someone else to take the blame for you?"

"You don't have to worry about that." Song Ji said confidently, "My son will be named this in the future. I will only cheat my son and not outsiders."

Song Ling'er: "..."

Song Ji reached out to take off her clothes, but was stopped by Song Ling'er again.

He stood up and said unhappily, "My dear wife, why are you so angry with me?"

Song Ling'er blushed and said, "You are not doing this right."

Song Ji was happy after hearing this.

"On the wedding night, if I don't have a wedding night, how can I watch the candles?"

Isn't this pure stupid behavior?

Song Ling'er stammered as she explained, "You, you immortals are righteous people... I, I'm not... and you don't like me... There is no love between us... so..."

Seeing that she was speaking so slowly, Song Ji simply continued, "So should I let you sleep here alone and go outside to get some fresh air? And then righteously tell you those nonsense words like 'good and evil cannot coexist, girl, please respect yourself', or do you think we have no feelings for each other so I won't touch you?"

Song Ji finally summed up his point in one sentence.

"It's really stupid to pretend to be a decent person when you don't sleep with your wife."

Song Ling'er was speechless.

The Song Ji she imagined shouldn't say such things.

Although she knew that he would be different after he returned to normal, and she could accept some changes in him, she didn't expect that the more she interacted with him, the more she found that he was more like a demon than herself.

My previous worries that he would be difficult to approach, and that he would be aloof and indifferent to people were completely unnecessary.

"I thought you were talking about getting married as a delaying tactic to save me, not really marrying me. After all, we don't have any emotional foundation, it's just my wishful thinking..."

Song Ling'er folded her hands and sat obediently on the bed.

She fell in love with Song Ji at first sight in Moyuan, but she didn't think that he would fall in love with her at first sight, especially since her grandma had sealed part of his memory, making him obedient and obeying her.

This shouldn't be considered a good memory for a proud immortal, right?

However, Song Ji still tried to take off Song Ling'er's clothes with his hands, but failed again.

He stared at Song Ling'er's tightly covered collar, and said dejectedly: "What? You are completely wrong. There is no need to go through so much trouble to save you. I can kill that useless demon cultivator whenever I want. Is it necessary to think of saving him?"

"And who said we don't have a foundation for love? Have you forgotten that you sucked my blood and kissed me while I was unconscious? Now I want to repay you with my body, why don't you agree?"

After saying that, he tried to strip Song Ling'er's clothes off again. He didn't look like an immortal who had ascended to heaven, but rather like a hooligan who had robbed a woman.

Song Ling'er was surprised by his words: "How can you remember such a thing?"

Song Ji explained as he took off his clothes: "My eyes are just closed, not my brain is broken."

So he heard everything Song Ling'er said when he was unconscious.

"But you were seriously injured at that time - ah, don't take it off, wait until I finish talking -" Song Ling'er felt a chill all over her body and tried to snatch her wedding dress back from him.

However, Song Ji threw the clothes far away. He squinted his eyes and smiled, "You also stripped me before when I lost my memory. Unfortunately, I was mentally ill at that time and didn't know how to go with the flow. I missed a good opportunity. I can make up for it tonight."

"Don't, don't - stop!" Song Ling'er stopped him from taking the next step. She said, "It's not that I don't allow you to touch me, but you can't touch me. Something will happen to you. My demonic energy is very special. You can't get involved with it."

Of course she knew what Song Ji was talking about. At that time, Song Ji had lost his memory and was very inferior and reserved. She followed the wedding process she had heard and forced him to play house with her.

But on the wedding night, Song Ji refused to give in, so she stripped him of his clothes and gave him a scolding.

At that time, Song Ji was so angry that he cried, and in the end the matter was left unresolved.

"Demonic energy?" Song Ji paused his groping hands, and soon continued to move them, "It doesn't matter. To die under the peony flowers is to be a romantic ghost."

Song Ling'er pushed him away and tried to explain to him the seriousness of the matter.

"I'm not kidding you. You really can't touch me now. The reason I was able to come out of the Demonic Abyss is because Grandma temporarily sealed the demonic energy in my body, and it's not stable yet."

"This way I can cultivate immortality, but I won't be able to use my magic energy anymore, and I won't be able to control it. If my emotions get out of control, the magic energy will leak out at any time, which is very dangerous."

"Don't worry - listen to me. I came here to find the Abyss Flower that can suppress the demonic energy in my body. Grandma said that she deliberately let a demon cultivator bring out the seeds of the Abyss Flower. As long as I have that -"

Before Song Ling'er could finish her words, Song Jiren had already pressed forward.

He half-supported his arm, shook his other hand, and a flower surrounded by black air appeared.

"Are you looking for this?"

Song Ling'er's eyes lit up, she took it from him and asked, "Where did you get it?"

Song Ji said honestly: "A dead thing in Changqing Mountain asked me to help him come here to get this thing. I don't know what it is for."

He looked at Song Ling'er and expressed his doubts: "But your grandma is lying to you. Can this thing suppress the evil spirit? In my opinion, it can only encourage the evil spirit."