Who Said My Wife Is A Demon!

East City, in front of the Luo Mansion’s gate.

Yang Shifei took a deep breath, feeling somewhat nervous.

He set down his shoulder bag, straightened his somewhat clean robe, and then touched his own face.

Not bad, not ugly, and clean.

He then took out a stack of red paper from his bag and double-checked the address written on it.

Between the red paper, faintly visible were the words “marriage certificate.”

Yang Shifei looked up at the plaque hanging outside the courtyard gate with the words “Luo Mansion,” feeling emotional.

“I never thought that even after transmigrating, I would have the chance to become a son-in-law.”

His mind couldn’t help but return to six months ago.

At that time, he was just an ordinary graduate, worrying about what job could support himself, where to settle down, and how to plan his daily expenses – rent, utilities, insurance, and so on.

After leaving campus, the pressures of life seemed to clock in punctually, all at once.

But just as he was getting ready to go for the second round interview at a company he had already contacted –

He was using his phone and accidentally stepped into a hole, falling in.

The good news was that the hole wasn’t deep.

Perhaps it was dug for some pipeline repairs, and there were maintenance workers half crouching inside. Even if he fell in headfirst, the worst that could happen was getting covered in mud.

The bad news was that he transmigrated right at that moment.

Yang Shifei still vividly remembered losing his balance, instinctively protecting his phone and head with his hands, and looking down in horror at the maintenance guy in the pit.

The guy also happened to look up in shock at him.

“Holy shit!” “Holy shit, indeed?!”

They hurriedly exchanged startled greetings, which turned out to be his final farewell in the modern world.

The next moment, he found himself falling from the sky into an unfamiliar field.

He ended up bruised and battered, with all sorts of sprains and injuries, groaning in pain and unable to get up for a long time, almost thinking he was going to die there. It wasn’t until a passing farm woman kindly helped him home.

At that time, Yang Shifei’s mind was in chaos. It took a long time of confirmation with the farmer’s family before he realized that he had indeed transmigrated.

During that period, there were many misunderstandings and jokes, and he almost got handed over to the authorities because of his “strange attire” and “crazy talk.” It took a lot of persuasion to barely convince them to let him stay.

After some twists and turns, he finally settled down in the remote mountain village to recuperate from his injuries.

During this time, he thought about his parents, about how to return home, and even wondered if he had hit his head and imagined everything. He imagined that when he opened his eyes, he would find himself covered in bandages in a hospital room.

His mom would be sitting next to him, scolding him for walking while looking at his phone, then gritting her teeth in a mix of anger and worry, pointing to the various medical equipment hanging nearby, saying he would need to recover for a while before eating. She’d say they would cook whatever he wanted once he was better. Even if he didn’t need a feeding tube, he couldn’t eat takeout.

His father would remain silent, scrolling through his phone, looking up at him, shaking his head in resignation.

Unfortunately, he wasn’t dreaming.

Yang Shifei lay in bed for two days, feeling down for three days.

He couldn’t understand how other transmigrators could ruthlessly abandon everything.

But humans are highly adaptable.

Once his injuries improved, he quietly gathered his emotions, painfully got out of bed, walked into the fields to help, and began to adapt to life in this world.

He wasn’t a child anymore; he had to learn to accept it.

His world had changed a lot, but he had to keep moving forward.

The somewhat old marriage contract in his hand was the “reward” for helping with the farming for the past month.

“How did Auntie Niu and her family manage to connect with such a wealthy household?”

Yang Shifei stood in front of the Luo Mansion’s gate for a long time, his handsome face filled with complexity.

During the half month he spent recovering in Niu family’s Village, he roughly understood the workings of this world.

Although it was called the “Liang Empire,” its history was entirely different from the dynasties he knew, and it even had warriors, martial artists, and divine weapons, indicating a touch of wuxia elements.

If it were other transmigrators, they might have started adventuring and made a name for themselves in the martial world early on.

Unfortunately, he, a graduate who had just applied for a 9-6 job, couldn’t sing or dance, at least not without half of his body feeling disabled. He would get exhausted from running a fitness test and vomit everywhere.

Especially after trying to wield the ancestral weapon in Auntie Niu’s home—nearly breaking his wrist in the process—he temporarily gave up on enjoying the taste of love and affection in the martial world.

Moreover, after recovering his health, he had to help Auntie Niu’s family plant more crops to earn some silver, repaying their life-saving kindness.

Unexpectedly, he hadn’t repaid much gratitude, but Auntie Niu suddenly handed him this marriage certificate one day, smiling from ear to ear.

“Boy Yang, our family has no male heirs. How about you go in our place?”

“How can this be! The Luo family said they wanted to marry with the Niu family, but I’m an outsider—”

“Hey, don’t say that. We are Niu, you are Yang, we’re all family!”

“…”

Although he didn’t expect Auntie Niu to crack such a dry joke, Yang Shifei thought about it and reluctantly agreed.

He felt it was an opportunity.

After all, he had transmigrated. Even if he hadn’t learned any superior martial arts to roam the martial world, he should at least make use of his modern knowledge and try his hand at adventuring in the martial world.

At the very least, he couldn’t freeload.

And farming wouldn’t do either.

Even if he didn’t make a name for himself in the martial world, or if the Luo family didn’t recognize this marriage certificate, he could use it as a stepping stone to settle down in the county and find some work like keeping accounts.

He thought, maybe all those years of studying mathematics, which seemed useless, were going to pay off now. After all, his college entrance exam score wasn’t low.

Although he had basically forgotten everything.

But as long as he could earn more money, support himself, and take care of Auntie Niu’s family, so they wouldn’t have to endure hardship again in the future.

Yes, no freeloading.

But if he failed in the martial world, business, or even in finding a job…

Ah, let’s not dwell on that.

Yang Shifei had always been proactive.

So, after making up his mind, he immediately used the money he had saved from working around the village to buy himself two sets of “new clothes.” After bidding farewell to Auntie Niu’s family, he took a carriage and traveled dozens of miles along the mountain road to East City, standing at this place.

Knock knock knock—

After contemplating for a long time, Yang Shifei gathered his courage and knocked on the door of the Luo Family.

He had been single since birth, let alone having a girlfriend, he had never even held a girl’s hand.

Now, holding someone else’s marriage contract to impersonate, coming alone from afar to be a “son-in-law,” was indeed embarrassing.

But considering he had no power, no money, and no house…

He endured.

For now, he could only review the local idioms and silently recite the prepared script, hoping to leave a good impression on the people of the Luo Family as much as possible.

Although he hadn’t seen the Miss of the Luo Family yet and didn’t know her temperament, since Auntie Niu kindly accepted the marriage certificate, he had to make a good impression first on the surface.

“I’m Yang Shifei, here to visit as per the marriage contract. I wonder if…”

Yang Shifei’s knocking paused as he watched the courtyard door slowly creak open with a ‘creak,’ and he froze.

The door wasn’t closed.

Yang Shifei looked puzzled, tilting his head to look at the sky.

The clouds were gradually thickening, and the moonlight was dim. He had barely made it to East City today, rushing here just in time without even having dinner before paying a visit.

In this world, many bandits had learned martial arts, and it was said that they could perform incredible feats like scaling walls and leaping across roofs. While breaking through a wall was indeed no different from breaking through a decoration, at least it was a facade. It was eight or nine in the evening, and not only was the courtyard gate not locked, but it also wasn’t even latched. Were the servants of the Luo family neglecting their duties?

Forget it, it had nothing to do with him.

Yang Shifei pushed open the gate with a forced smile and peered into the Luo Mansion.

Moonlight was sparse, but he could vaguely see a garden full of flowers and a rockery with a pool. It was undoubtedly the grand courtyard of a wealthy family, perhaps even nobility.

It matched the information he had gathered on the way perfectly.

The Luo family seemed to be a prominent family in the capital with a high status.

The eldest Miss Luo was a young maiden who had “run away from home” and settled in East City on her own.

Initially, many neighbors thought that this young lady would be brought back soon, but unexpectedly, she had stayed for two or three years without causing any trouble. Occasionally, people would even see the maids of the Luo Mansion purchasing goods outside, seemingly settling down here. The people of East City gradually forgot about it.

However, Miss Luo rarely went out, and few people had seen her appearance. According to rumors, she was a stunning beauty.

“Is anyone there?”

Yang Shifei peered into the courtyard, vaguely seeing a light in the direction of the backyard, but there was no one in the front yard. Had they really forgotten to lock the door?

He stood still and cleared his throat, then raised his voice and called out again.

“…”

There was still no response from the back courtyard.

Yang Shifei tightened his coat, feeling a bit chilly.

He looked at the empty courtyard with a sense of helplessness, preparing to find an inn to stay for the night and come back to visit again early tomorrow morning.

After all, he had only accepted the marriage certificate, not actually gotten married. Entering someone’s courtyard without permission, even if he was here for a marriage arrangement, would surely attract criticism.

Yang Shifei slowly pulled the heavy courtyard door back, preparing to turn around and leave.

But just then, a slender, jade-like hand reached out from inside the door, stopping it from closing.

Startled, Yang Shifei quickly held the door, nearly catching the person’s hand.

“Miss?”

He pushed the door open again and saw a young girl standing behind the door.

The girl was dressed in a blue porcelain long skirt and a white blouse. Her figure was petite and delicate, with a silver bell hanging from the satin ribbon around her waist, tinkling in the wind like a melody. Her youthful face was cold and calm, but her lively beautiful eyes blinked mischievously from time to time, seeming a bit playful.

Looking at her age, she was probably fourteen or fifteen years old? However, she was quite short, not even reaching his chest.

Yang Shifei secretly thought that this might be a maid of the Luo family. He gathered his thoughts and quickly explained his purpose.

“It’s you.” The girl nodded slightly, her voice crisp and beautiful like a song.

This relieved Yang Shifei; there had been no misunderstanding.

“Since it’s already dark, I’ll come back tomorrow—”

“Not coming in?”

The girl interrupted him with a raised hand, turned to the side, and pointed smilingly to the inner courtyard. “They are all inside.”

Yang Shifei was taken aback. “Wouldn’t it disturb the people in the mansion?”

“It’s not late.” The girl smiled. “Just in time.”

“Well then.”

Yang Shifei thought for a moment, then hoisted his luggage again. “I’ll go greet Miss Luo first.”

The girl just chuckled softly and opened the courtyard door to let him through.

As Yang Shifei walked into the courtyard, he was about to ask more questions, but he saw her pointing to the inner courtyard. “Go straight ahead.”

“Okay.”

With the maid’s consent, Yang Shifei didn’t hesitate. He followed her along the small path through the garden.

The two walked in silence, the atmosphere so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Yang Shifei looked at the slender figure of the maid walking ahead in silence, feeling emotional.

He didn’t know if she practiced martial arts, but as they walked, there wasn’t even the sound of her footsteps.

After passing several winding stone paths, he quickly arrived at the door of the room where the lights were flickering.

Seeing no one around and no lights in other rooms, he guessed that Miss Luo should be in this room.

Yang Shifei looked at the girl who had stopped, pointing to the door. “Miss, could you introduce me?”

“She knows you’re coming.”

The girl smiled somewhat unsettlingly. “Just open the door.”

Yang Shifei furrowed his brow, sensing something strange.

He couldn’t tell if it was because this young maid was extraordinarily beautiful or because her words and demeanor were quite peculiar.

But standing foolishly in front of the girl’s boudoir door wasn’t going to help. After a moment of silence, he stepped onto the stone steps and was about to knock on the door.

But through the crack in the door, he vaguely saw a graceful figure with her back facing the door, illuminated by the flickering light, appearing extremely charming. Her long black hair swayed lightly past her waist, but it couldn’t conceal her stunning curves.

Two slender maids were standing on either side, seemingly arranging her hair.

Yang Shifei hesitated, feeling awkward.

Weren’t they supposed to be expecting him? Why did it seem like she was still getting ready?

He had never been in a relationship, let alone understood the preferences or taboos of noblewomen in this era. He only knew some general customs and etiquette, unsure whether he should speak up to remind the woman inside.

Just as he hesitated whether to wait for her to finish dressing up before speaking, he noticed that the movements of the two maids inside were becoming increasingly strange.

Yang Shifei’s brows furrowed slightly, feeling puzzled. He subconsciously narrowed his eyes to get a clearer view.

He saw the two maids gradually tightening their grip on the lady’s hair, slowly pulling it apart to the sides.

“!”

Yang Shifei was stunned, almost thinking that he had stumbled upon a scene where maids were bullying a fallen noblewoman. Hair pulling?

What was going on in the Luo Mansion?

But before he could even express his astonishment, he witnessed an even more shocking scene.

The lady being pulled by her hair remained silent, seemingly oblivious to any pain, sitting calmly. As the maids continued to pull, her waterfall-like hair was nearly split into two. Her head seemed to open up like a segmented gear, revealing jagged seams, like a fruit being peeled, or more accurately, like a flower blooming open.

“..”

Yang Shifei’s face went stiff, taking a step back, his heart pounding rapidly.

What flower or fruit? Her entire head was splitting open!