The Demon Consort Ran Off with the Holy Monk's Baby

[Serene, Desireless Monk Top x Seductive, Scheming Black Lotus Demon Consort Bottom]

Xiao Yunjian is an immortal in charge of punishment in the Nine Heavens.

His cultivation had been stuck for years, so he assumed the guise of a wandering monk and descended to the mortal world to undergo a trial. There, he saw corpses strewn across the land while music and revelry filled the imperial palace night after night.

He went to request an audience with the emperor, only to discover that the medicinal fragrance in the hall was mingled with a thick demonic aura. When he lifted his eyes, they met those of the emperor's favored consort.

Yu Xianqing hid behind the emperor, his fingertips trembling slightly as they clutched the dragon robe. His eyes shimmered like a frightened rabbit's.

That night, Xiao Yunjian stayed in the palace. Someone slipped barefoot into his room and brushed a pale hand past his ear.

The fear in Yu Xianqing's eyes was gone. "We have no quarrel. Why ruin my plans?"

Xiao Yunjian replied coolly, "A demon who brings calamity to the nation must be slain."

But Yu Xianqing laughed softly, winding his snake tail around Xiao Yunjian's ankle. "If the holy monk truly means to capture me, why won't you look me in the eyes?"

Xiao Yunjian stayed in the palace for several days, and Yu Xianqing kept disturbing his peace for every one of them.

At banquets, hidden beneath the tablecloth, Yu Xianqing's toes wandered along Xiao Yunjian's leg.

On a rainy night when Xiao Yunjian was performing a ritual, Yu Xianqing pretended to get lost and burst into the temple, soaked from head to toe, forcing Xiao Yunjian to let him stay.

Yet no matter what Yu Xianqing tried, Xiao Yunjian remained unmoved, serenely reciting Buddhist scriptures.

Until the day rebel forces stormed the city and set the palace ablaze. By the time Xiao Yunjian arrived, the demon consort was standing on the city wall, teetering on the brink.

Xiao Yunjian reached out instinctively, but Yu Xianqing just barely brushed past him. He could only watch as the flames swallowed Yu Xianqing and consumed him.

The Buddhist beads on Xiao Yunjian's wrist shattered, and the bottleneck that had held him back finally broke.

Only then did Xiao Yunjian understand:

Yu Xianqing was his tribulation of love.

A hundred years later, Xiao Yunjian once again traveled through the mortal world. He stayed at an ordinary human's clinic and once more caught the unforgettable scent of demonic aura.

The clinic's owner wore blue robes and had eyes so alluring he was beyond compare. His expression changed when he saw Xiao Yunjian, and he turned to flee, only to be stopped.

Xiao Yunjian pinned him in a corner, his face dark as he stroked the slight swell of his belly. "Whose is it?"

Yu Xianqing's chin was caught in his grip. "We have no quarrel. Why make things difficult for me?"

Xiao Yunjian's eyes reddened. His voice low, he said, "You unsettled my heart. You must be punished."

Yu Xianqing laughed softly. "If the holy monk truly means to punish me, why, after a hundred years, do you still refuse to look me in the eyes?"

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