The Demon Lord Wept as He Offered Himself to Me

[Sharp-tongued heroine x weepy demon lord]

Zhao Tangxun stood up for someone in trouble and, through a twist of fate, saved the great demon lord Chu Lingshan.

When the demon lord first appeared all those years ago, she coerced the Eight Great Sects. Wherever she passed, the land lay barren.

Now, with blood streaming down her face, Chu Lingshan clearly didn't remember who she was. She clung pitifully to Zhao Tangxun's arm and glanced back at the pursuers.

"Your great kindness is beyond repayment, heroine. I can only offer myself to you."

Zhao Tangxun coldly pulled her arm away. "I wouldn't dare marry you."

She belonged to no sect and ranked third in the martial world, but like everyone else, she thought the Demon Cult was a major nuisance.

Yet Chu Lingshan pouted, on the verge of tears, and hugged her again.

"Oh, don't... Then how about I marry you instead?"

For reasons of her own, Zhao Tangxun took Chu Lingshan in.

Who would have thought Chu Lingshan only knew how to sweetly order people around?

"Feed me."

"I want to sleep with you."

"Why won't you attend to me while I bathe?"

Zhao Tangxun's face was cold. "Don't you have hands?"

Chu Lingshan's eyes immediately welled with tears, and Zhao Tangxun had no choice but to give in.

One day, as a pursuer thrust a sword at them, the supposedly helpless woman slipped onto Zhao Tangxun's lap, pinched the tip of the sword between two fingers, and looked at Zhao Tangxun with an innocent expression.

Zhao Tangxun: "Lost your martial arts?"

Chu Lingshan immediately let go and wrapped her arms around Zhao Tangxun's neck instead. "My hand hurts."

Zhao Tangxun gripped the sword hilt. "Move aside. I'll deal with them."

The pursuers from every direction: "Could the demon lord have been switched with someone else along the way?"

※Reader advisory: She has amnesia.

Theme: The truth is never late.