The Wife I Picked Up Is the Demon Lord

Jiang Luo was pretty and refined, with a gift for crafting tools. In Linxian Town, she was famous for getting along with everyone.

One day, she came across a beautiful woman who was badly injured and unconscious.

She took the woman home, found a doctor, and cared for her attentively, pulling her back from the brink of death.

Once the woman's injuries had healed, she proposed marriage.

Jiang Luo thought it over for a moment, then agreed.

She had no family now, after all. From then on, her beautiful wife would be her family.

After they married, her wife treated her wonderfully. Even when they had the occasional disagreement, she would make it up to Jiang Luo before half an incense stick had burned.

Aside from being rather frequent in fulfilling her marital duties, she was practically perfect.

Their days were peaceful and happy.

One day, her wife didn't come home by nightfall, so Jiang Luo went into the woods to look for her.

Before she could get close, she saw a group of people dressed like cultivators charging at her wife, who was standing by the lake, weapons raised.

They shouted, "Today, we will uphold justice on Heaven's behalf!"

Clenching her trembling hands, Jiang Luo thought this might be the day she and her wife died together as fugitives.

But then her wife casually snatched a weapon and cut down everyone who came at her.

The setting sun bathed the scene in its afterglow. Her wife wiped her slender fingers with a handkerchief, her beautiful brows creasing with impatience. "What a nuisance."

Blood stained the earth. Jiang Luo instinctively turned and ran, too frightened to go home even after night fell.

Her wife found her beneath a large tree, now dressed in a clean, plain white gown.

Her wife was as gentle as ever, as if nothing had happened.

She scooped Jiang Luo, who had collapsed on the ground, into her arms and lovingly kissed her forehead.

"You must be hungry. I've already made dinner at home."

Moonlight enveloped the two figures nestled together. Jiang Luo looked up at her wife's jade-like profile and thought:

Actually, things are pretty good like this.

My wife is gentle and kind. Those people were simply too rude, and that's why she got angry.

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A wife-obsessed genius artifact cultivator with rose-tinted glasses and amnesia, who is terrified to confess because she's so in love with her, versus a gentle and capable wife who is actually a ruthless demonic lord

One-on-one romance, devoted to each other in body and soul

The first version of this blurb was uploaded on May 2, 2025.

Premise: A love of peace