Master, Please Open the Door. I Am Master.

Xu Yingshi has liked Xie Chen for many years. When she finally put on her wedding dress and went to court with Xie Chen as she wished, news of the invasion of demons suddenly came. As the leader of the right path, Xie Chen had to abandon Xu Yingshi to eliminate demons and defend the way. Xu Ying Shiku waited all night, until the red candle burned out, and Xie Chen came back with the smell of blood all over his body, but the usually cold and cold immortal king now looked like an insatiable evil ghost, holding her in his arms all night long. The next day, Xu Ying learned that Xie Chen died together with the Demon King last night, and the remaining souls disappeared between heaven and earth, and she became Xie Chen's widow overnight. While Xu Yingshi was devastated, she felt even more horrified—— Since Xie Chen has already died, who was the person who consummated her marriage last night? What was even more terrifying was yet to come. Since then, Xu Ying would have nightmares from time to time. In her dreams, there would always be a ferocious young man like a demon coming into her dreams, which made her both happy and frightened. Every time after she woke up from the dream, she tried to recall, but she only remembered that the young man's face was blurry, except for a red mole on his waist, which was bright and eye-catching. Because of these unspeakable nightmares, Xu Ying often walks on thin ice and is extremely wary of the male disciples around her, except for the sweet-smiling, well-behaved and considerate little disciple Yue Weining. Occasionally, she accidentally discovered a red mole on Yue Weining's waist, and she realized that her most trusted disciple, the young man who had always called her master's wife, was so rebellious. That night, she prepared a dagger and wanted to kill Yue Weining with her hands. Who would have thought that the lustful young man would not hide, and allowed her to pierce the dagger into his heart. His bright red lips kissed her wrist holding the dagger inch by inch, sickly and obsessed. "Master Wife, just love me as your master, okay?" Honest and beautiful master wife VS raping and robbing hypocritical disciples Intention: What is fake cannot be true