Chapter Seventy-Two: The So-Called Pleasures of the Boudoir

The things the Demon King spoke of—I had heard whispers of them when I was very young at the Demon Palace. At the time, I only listened to them as stories, never truly believing or taking them to heart. I never imagined that, one day, I would meet in the mortal world the very Demon King who was once spoken of in such legendary terms throughout the Six Realms.

"And that little girl just now?"

Zilian's brows knitted slightly as he asked, clearly a bit displeased that the Demon King had not answered his question earlier.

The Demon King replied, "She is the daughter of the Moon God and Hua Nuying."

Zilian nodded and asked, "Xin'er—is that the name Hua Nuying took after her reincarnation?"

"Yes," the Demon King answered with a gentle smile. Turning his head, he looked tenderly at Li Ruoshui, who stood beside him, their hands once again tightly clasped together.

It seemed that the Demon King, Li Ruoshui, and that flower spirit named Hua Nuying must share some story from the past.

"I never expected that the Moon God would one day abandon his divine rank for love and step into the tumult of the mortal world. Once, he was praised throughout the Six Realms as the most heartless of deities, never showing a trace of affection for anyone. Now, for Xin'er's sake, he willingly gave up everything and waited bitterly for her reincarnation in the human world. At last, he has gained what he longed for."

Zilian nodded slightly, his expression inscrutable.

"And how fares Lord Gumo these days?" Zilian asked again.

"Quite well, quite well," the Demon King said with a laugh. "Just a few days ago, he and his little wife came to stay with me for a short while. Suddenly, his wife started feeling nauseous and dizzy, so they called for a physician. As it turned out, she’s expecting again. Just yesterday, the two of them hurried home in a rush. So, the Lord Gumo you mentioned is probably busy at home tending to his precious wife these days."

Another pair of main characters from one of my romance stories—I perked up my ears, listening intently.

Zilian continued, "Previously, did not Immortal Liu Jin say that after Cangyue returned Lord Gumo's wife to Lord Linxian, Lord Gumo soon discovered his wife was pregnant? It hasn't been very long—how is it that she is expecting again so soon?"

"Indeed!" The Demon King laughed. "He always appears so cold and aloof, as if women mean nothing to him, but he's rather quick in these matters. Look at me and Ruoruo—after three hundred years of marriage, we've only managed to have one little one, Maodou. To think that in less than a hundred years, Lord Gumo will have two children! I'm truly envious."

"That simply means you are not his equal," Zilian remarked coolly, lifting the teacup from the table and taking a sip. He frowned and complained, "Demon King, when did you last change this tea? Why does it taste so strange to me?"

His aloof manner and indifferent words would irritate almost anyone. Fortunately, the Demon King had a good temperament, merely smiling and not taking Zilian’s words to heart. Instead, he called a servant to change the tea at Zilian's table.

"Whether my skills match Lord Gumo's or not, Zilian Immortal Lord, you are not my wife—how could you judge such a thing?"

I couldn’t help but laugh aloud. Suddenly, I felt Zilian’s cold gaze sweep over me, and I hastily composed my face, resuming a serious demeanor as I listened.

"Oh?" Zilian smiled, undeterred, and said, "Does the Demon King's wife have a thorough understanding of Lord Gumo's prowess in that regard?"

Well! No sooner had he finished speaking than I saw the Demon King's face—which had been smiling gently a moment before—flush red, then turn pale, then green, then black, as if he had been thoroughly provoked by Zilian.

"Enough, enough," Li Ruofei said with a charming smile, though a mischievous glint shone in her eyes. She walked forward, affectionately taking the Demon King's arm, and chided, "You really have no shame, talking about such things before so many people."

Then, with an apologetic look at Zilian, she shifted her gaze to me and continued, "Those two, master and disciple—one has never fallen for a woman, let alone had any intimate contact, and the other is still a callow youth. How could they possibly understand the pleasures of the boudoir? No matter how much you explain, what they haven't experienced is beyond their grasp, and we can't make it clear to them, nor can they truly understand. In my opinion, if Zilian Immortal Lord is interested in matters of marriage and children, during your tour of the human world, you might as well see if any mortal woman catches your eye. If you happen to fancy some young lady, don't be shy about telling me! I will do everything in my power to help you win her over and bring her back to Lingyun Mountain."

Goodness! This woman's wit is every bit a match for Zilian's own.