Yuyao quickened her pace to catch up with Yemeng, ready to speak when she inadvertently raised her eyes and saw two familiar figures not far away.
It was precisely Ch Yuanshen Jūn and that ordinary woman Jiang Wanruo, standing in front of a jewelry shop, selecting accessories.
Ch Yuanshen Jūn, dressed in white clothes, stands out in the bustling crowd with his icicle-like, indifferent countenance.
He bends down to choose a hairpin for Jiang Wanruo, his eyes brimming with gentleness and affection.
That was a tenderness that the original owner had never experienced before.
Jiang Wanruo, in a submissive and affectionate manner, snuggled close to Ch Yuanshen Jūn's side, looking exceptionally sweet.
"Wanruo, this hairpin is rather unique, don't you think? Do you like it?"
Ch Yuanshen Jūn picked up a delicate peach blossom hairpin and offered it to Jiang Wanruo, asking softly.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanruo carefully examined the peach blossom hairpin offered in front of her, smiling softly, "The taste of my husband's eyes is very good. Wanruo very likes it."
Ch Yuanshen Jūn smiled affectionately, "As long as you like it, my love. I'll put it on your head right away."
Witnessing the scene before me.
Yuyao sneered coldly, the scoundrel in the original owner's eyes, in the eyes of other women, is probably an unparalleled good husband.
Yet these two seem to have forgotten that the original owner was the legitimate wife of that scoundrel through a formal marriage.
Yeming walked in front, seeing that the little celestial being did not catch up with him, he became somewhat unhappy.
Turning around, he wanted to see what was going on, and happened to see her standing there, looking at a jewelry shop with an icy expression.
Feeling puzzled, he followed her gaze and naturally saw Ch Yuanshen Jūn and Jiang Wanruo.
Ch Yuanshen Jūn was a celestial being, and he could naturally recognize him at a glance. Jiang Wanruo was an ordinary person, and it was also impossible for him to miss her.
Yeming frowned, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart. He also couldn't say where this uncomfortable feeling came from.
It's just that he felt uncomfortable seeing the little celestial being staring at that man in white so intently.
"Do you know them?"
He walked over and whispered.
Yuyao heard the sound, looked back at him, and slightly shook her head, "Nothing much, just met an old friend."
Ch Yuanshen Jūn seemed to sense something, and his gaze also happened to fall on this side. He saw Yuyao without any surprise.
Seeing that she was still alive, had left the Wanmo Gorge, and was accompanied by a man who was extremely terrifying and sinister, his expression was shocked.
But it was only a momentary shock, and his expression quickly returned to normal.
Inside the jewelry shop, Jiang Wanruo noticed his strange expression and followed his gaze. When she saw Yuyao, she trembled all over and showed signs of fear.
She dimly remembers that this woman was going to kill her at that time, but she was chased away by her husband.
"Husband, she... why is she here? Who is that man? He's so terrifying?"
Jiang Wanruo's eyes were filled with fear, and she sought refuge in Ch Yuanshen Jūn's embrace, clinging tightly to his hem, as if only this could give her a sense of security.
Didn't the husband promise himself that he would take this woman's spiritual vein and give it to himself, making her an immortal woman from an ordinary woman?
Why is this woman still alive?
Ch Yuanshen Jūn wrapped his arms tighter around Jiang Wanruo and comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Yuyao saw the two of them in such a manner, her expression was sarcastic, and she wanted to leave. However, at this moment, she was not in a hurry to go.
She didn't forget that she still had a task, which was to make Ch Yuanshen Jūn regret it and turn the pursuit of his wife into a funeral pyre.
With Yeming present, she wasn't afraid of this scoundrel taking her spiritual vein.
This man was very domineering. He approved of something or someone, and he would not allow others to touch it, even if they are bullied.
She walked directly towards the jewelry shop, with a challenging expression and an enigmatic smile.
Yeming's expression was slightly raised, instinctively telling him that there would be a good show soon. With a playful look on his face, he chuckled low and followed.
Ch Yuanshen Jūn saw Yuyao walking over this way, his brow furrowed, his expression extremely bad.
What does this woman want to do?
Jiang Wanruo was more and more afraid, shivering and shaking, wishing she could shrink into Ch Yuanshen Jūn's body.
Yuyao hadn't even stepped into the jewelry shop when tears welled up in her eyes. She looked pitiful and angry as she shouted, "Husband, you are indeed a heartless bastard. To obtain this woman's attention, you would rather drain my spiritual vein and force me into the Wanmo Gorge."
Upon hearing her words, the people around immediately began to murmur, and their eyes turned towards this direction, filled with strange looks.
Although she didn't understand the concept of spiritual vein as an object, she could deduce that this man was willing to harm her life for this woman.
The people looked at Ch Yuanshen Jūn with contempt, as if looking at a scoundrel.
When looking at Jiang Wanruo in his arms, they seemed to be looking at a shameless fox spirit.
The people around also whispered among themselves.
"This man seems handsome and educated, but who would have thought he could be such a faithless person."
"Yes, it's said that a day's husband has a hundred days of gratitude. This man must have a heart as cold as ice to do something so heartless."
"That woman is no better than a fox goddess. She already has a husband, and she still tries to seduce other men. She must be a shameless harlot."
"I just heard this woman calling that man 'husband,' and they aren't married. It's disgraceful! Ugh, such indecency."
Ch Yuanshen Jūn listened to the surrounding commotion and his face turned extremely dark.
He hadn't expected Yuyao to make a fuss in the mortal world, especially in the bustling market.
Does she even know what shame and modesty are? Does she not care about how embarrassing this is?
He was very angry that she would even call herself "husband" in front of Jiang Wanruo.
Jiang Wanruo's face turned pale, and her eyes were full of tears. She hurriedly explained, "No, no, I am also the legitimate wife of my husband who was married in accordance with proper rites. My husband does not love her at all."
However, this explanation only brought on the disdainful looks of the crowd, making them all the more convinced that she was a fox spirit.
Yeming followed Yuyao closely behind, his brow furrowed, and a sudden feeling of dissatisfaction and jealousy rose in him.
Looking at Ch Yuanshen Jūn again, he felt that the man was unappealing no matter how he looked at him, and a strong urge to scold him arose within him.
He said that the little celestial being couldn't have ended up in such a place as Wanmo Gorge. Now he knows that it was this man who drove her there, all for the sake of this ordinary woman.
Yeming's gaze landed on Jiang Wanruo, and his expression was one of disdain.
"Yuyao, you're lying!"
Ch Yuanshen Jūn's expression was extremely unpleasant, and he chastised coldly.
Yuyao continued her performance as if she hadn't heard a word, her eyes reddening instantly, tears flowing continuously. "I'm lying? Husband, you would rather drain my spiritual vein for this mortal woman and force me into the Wanmo Gorge. Have you ever thought that I am also your wife, whom you personally went to the Flower Realm to marry?"
Although the people around didn't know what a spiritual vein was or where the Flower Realm was, it didn't stop them from enjoying the show.
There was much discussion and murmuring, and the looks thrown towards Ch Yuanshen Jūn and Jiang Wanruo grew increasingly disdainful.
A faithless man, what woman would try to seduce another's husband? No matter where she is, she is the kind of person everyone wants to curse.
Jiang Wanruo's face turned paler and paler, and she wanted to explain herself, but didn't know how to start.
Because the woman was telling the truth.
"Yeming, did you see that? This is my husband, a man who can be so cruel to me for another woman."
Yuyao suddenly turned around, facing Yeming who had been behind her, and the corner of her eye flashed a trace of mischievous light.
Yeming's brows were tightly furrowed, and his dark eyes flashed with complexity.
He hadn't expected that this little celestial being would so openly expose her wounds in front of everyone, nor did he think that the man in white would do such a beastly thing.
Compared to those from the celestial world, it's more authentic for those from the demon world to have feelings and morality.
Yuyao noticed the change in Yeming's expression and her lips curved into a mischievous smile. Then, she quickly adopted a pitiful expression and continued her performance.
"Yeming, look at him, the celestial being from this world is also like that. For a mortal woman, he can even be so heartless to his own wife. Don't you think such a man is even more ruthless than an evil god?"
As she spoke, she would sneak a peek at Yeming's reaction, seeing his brows wrinkle tighter and tighter, her heart was filled with joy.
The onlookers around were all thinking that Yuyao might have been abandoned by her husband and was too traumatized, perhaps her mind wasn't quite right.
What's so interesting about the celestial beings from the sky or the evil gods? They're just as human as we are.
But no one laughed; instead, they felt pity for the woman.
Upon hearing this, Yeming's lips curled up into a knowing smile. He reached out and gently patted Yuyao on the head, an action that carried a hint of indulgence.
"Little celestial being, your acting is quite convincing. However, you must know that I never believe in absolute good and evil in this world. I only believe in strength and fate. Since you have entered my eyes, I will naturally protect you."
After speaking, Yeming took a step forward and appeared in front of Ch Yuanshen Jūn. The two exchanged glances, and sparks seemed to be flying in the air.
