As a demonic cultivator, Ye Yuan disguised himself and worked for the Immortal Alliance for years. After making a fortune, he came up with an excuse and ran off.
After starting a new life, he reunited with the fiance he had been separated from as a child, and the two married.
They married first and fell in love later, and though they occasionally had disagreements, Ye Yuan didn't think they were a big deal.
Until one day, during a late-night conversation, they started talking about his old injuries.
Ye Yuan angrily told him about the Nine Fragrance Grass he'd almost managed to collect, the demonic cultivator who had killed and robbed him, and how he'd barely survived. Pei Hengzhi fell silent for a long time.
Ye Yuan: “?” So it was you, you punk.
It wasn't that big a deal, really. After all, Ye Yuan had done plenty of things like that behind people's backs too.
But Pei Hengzhi seemed genuinely sorry, and apologized by giving him a beautifully crafted dagger. It backfired, leaving blood all over the bed.
That was a quilt made from the finest Yunjin silk, which he'd just carefully picked out and bought for a fortune! You really don't know how expensive things are until you have to run a household!
The worst part was that when Ye Yuan threatened to divorce him during their argument, Pei Hengzhi actually agreed.
He actually! Agreed!
“Once I finish refining the Nine Fragrance Pill, I'll let you go.”
This marriage was impossible to go on with. How could he still be thinking about flowers and plants at a time like this? “Why refine the Nine Fragrance Pill? Why not refine some kind of Forget Love Pill and take one each!”
Pei Hengzhi nodded thoughtfully, then really refined two pills. Ye Yuan's head buzzed. He picked one up and swallowed it, then packed his bags and ran away from home that very day.
He was so mad that not even ten thousand spirit stones could soothe him!
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After losing his memory, Ye Yuan met a kind-hearted healer.
The healer took him in, not caring about his old injuries, amnesia, or unknown origins. He treated his wounds, repaired his meridians, restored his spiritual root, and encouraged him to pull himself together and cultivate again.
Ye Yuan wasn't going to fall for him, of course. The healer said he cultivated the Heartless Way, and that saving lives and healing the wounded was his creed.
Ha.
Later, the healer was besieged by the Immortal Sects, and everyone said Ye Yuan had been deceived: the man was a demonic cultivator.
There was nothing for it. Ye Yuan had to shield him firmly from harm.
Someone with no sense of danger murmured behind him, “You'll regret this.”
Ye Yuan: “Shut up.”
“You think making a couple of sugar pills will let you break off the marriage? Dream on!”
Pei Hengzhi: ==
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Theme: Deep love and steadfast companionship are the most moving love letters