Also known as "The History of the Salted Fish Demon King's Wife-Raising"
[The irritable, yandere, and exaggerated former devil x the timid, determined, and eager-to-learn little daughter-in-law]
When Jiang Yao was six years old, he was sent to Song Nancheng and became his medicine guide.
From then on, every day was spent humbly trying to survive in the claws of a sickly and violent young master.
Kneeling down, begging for mercy, and accepting punishment have almost become instincts when facing Song Nancheng.
If it hadn't been for the splintered little personality in her head that loves to complain, she would probably have been driven crazy.
Three hundred years after Jiang Yao's death, Song Nancheng, who became a demon cultivator, destroyed all the people in Chong'an Mountain (pronounced: Huang) who gave birth to him, and then suffered a mental breakdown and killed himself.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his eyes, he was reborn as a good-for-nothing boy, with his mind immediately bouncing around.
He picked up the frightening little girl beside him and hugged her tightly, thinking only of the original! Land! Become! Marriage!
A former rival passed by——
Song Nancheng grabbed Yaoyao and hid it behind his back, then threw out the murder weapon: "Get out of here! No time!"
Senior Sister Bai Yueguang came to tease——
Song Nancheng took Yaoyao away and kicked her away, "Who is this! Don't even try to steal my treasure!"
Jiang Yao: The school bell rang again. I really want to go back to class...
Song Nancheng: My Yaoyao wants to go to class? What do you want to learn? I can teach you everything!
! Dragons and phoenixes dancing——
Yaoyao, how do you think my talisman is drawn?
Swish, brush, brush! Flowing clouds and flowing water——
Yaoyao, do you think my swordsmanship is exquisite?
There are also formations, alchemy, beast control, music... I am omniscient and omnipotent. I am a little genius who is rare in my lifetime.
Jiang Yao saw that he was trying hard to open his screen even though he had a sick look on his face. He bit his pen and said weakly and worriedly: "Young master, please take a rest. The doctor said you are not going to die soon."
Intention: It is a very lucky thing to be lost and found. Maybe everyone can heal his or her childhood.
