The Demon Lord Relied on His Imagination to Get Together with the Protagonist. - Chapter 102

Chapter 102

Shi Zhihua hadn’t initially disliked immortals because it was an immortal who pointed the way for her to cultivate a human body and undergo trials in the path of mortals.

However, during her time in the path of mortals, she encountered a group of meddling cultivators.

How annoying were those people—

Shi Zhihua had forgotten, but the feeling of aversion towards cultivators was still buried deep in her heart. She only remembered that due to the arrival of those immortals, her rabbit also started to become disobedient, and their small, private affection escalated into something real.

In the later stages of the path of mortals, those cages, and such, were not wasted. They were all used on Tong Siqing.

Also.

After leaving the path of mortals, she seemed to have fallen into the demonic path and stopped considering joining the Xianning Sect.

And she didn’t know why she had forgotten about her rabbit.

She had completely forgotten that they had this connection.

North Sea.

Shi Zhihua woke up, clutching her head, her heart feeling heavy as if weighed down by a burden.

In that dream, it was as if she had lived a second life. Waking up felt like a lifetime had passed.

However, there was one good thing: she remembered the past and knew that Tong Siqing had been bonded with her a long time ago.

She didn’t need to think twice.

It must have been Sheng Wen who meddled, causing them to forget each other.

Shi Zhihua was so angry her teeth hurt, and she felt like she could barely breathe.

Then, she heard a subtle breathing sound. Shi Zhihua lowered her head and found the source of her constricted breathing.

—Someone was sound asleep, resting on her chest.

Shi Zhihua: “…”

Tong Siqing was sleeping soundly, completely unconcerned about whether she might suffocate her. She had both arms draped across Shi Zhihua’s chest, her head resting sideways on her hands. The tassels hanging from her ornament had slipped into Shi Zhihua’s neckline and, due to the length of time, the cool accessories had all become warm.

When Shi Zhihua gently pulled out the tassels, she could feel her own warmth on them.

This small movement disturbed Tong Siqing. Tong Siqing immediately sat up, looking at Shi Zhihua in a daze.

Shi Zhihua smiled slightly: “Awake?”

Tong Siqing had crease marks on her face from the fabric, and her eyes were a little red. She looked at her Demonic Venerable with a bewildered and innocent expression.

Tong Siqing said: “Zhihua, I had a very, very long dream. In the dream…”

Shi Zhihua interrupted her: “It wasn’t a dream, it was real. Don’t doubt it. The dream you had, I had it too.”

“Ah?” Tong Siqing was stunned. “It was actually real? That’s incredible.”

“The path of vegetation, the path of beasts, the path of mortals. Three cycles of reincarnation to achieve human form,” Shi Zhihua pulled her closer, gently rubbing the marks off her face. “It seems we share the same origin, and the process we went through was quite similar.”

Tong Siqing finally understood.

She was the protagonist of the story. The protagonist’s genesis always required a process, and Zhihua was the great villain, whose genesis process was exactly the same as hers.

Tong Siqing nodded: “Mm.”

“Your father is utterly wicked,” Shi Zhihua cursed silently, but didn’t say much out loud because she suddenly realized her waist didn’t hurt anymore, and then noticed a familiar glow outside the door. That Azure Fate Jade must have been brought by Sheng Wen.

She got up, pushed the door open, and picked up the things outside.

There were some protective treasures brought by Sheng Wen, and also the Azure Fate Jade.

Times had changed. As the Demonic Venerable, Shi Zhihua was already capable of refining the Azure Fate Jade. She could even unconsciously absorb some of its effects while sleeping.

The Demonic Venerable held the Azure Fate Jade, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

In the past, Sheng Wen had erased her and Tong Siqing’s memories, then forced her to go to the Demon Realm.

And now, Sheng Wen had sent his daughter to her Abode of Indulgence and even given her the Azure Fate Jade for her recovery.

Such is the unpredictability of the world.

A chain of unexpected events, yet also a destined coincidence.

Shi Zhihua sighed, tightening her grip on the jade.

Just as she was lost in thought, Tong Siqing suddenly spoke, interrupting her: “Zhihua, I think I lied to you in the dream. I wonder if you’ll be angry.”

Shi Zhihua turned back: “How did you lie to me? Where did you lie to me?”

Tong Siqing said: “Actually, in the later stages, I wasn’t intentionally angry or deliberately causing trouble with Zhihua. I never disliked you.”

Shi Zhihua was about to say, “Of course I know that,” but just as she was about to speak, she suddenly realized something was wrong. No, she had taken it seriously then, which was why she hardened her heart, locked the girl up, and bullied her.

Shi Zhihua: ???

So, those meddling cultivators hadn’t actually achieved their goal. Her rabbit deliberately took the bait and orchestrated that outcome.

Why?

Why did she do that?

Shi Zhihua felt a pang of heartache when she recalled the actions she had taken towards the girl.

“Why?” Shi Zhihua looked at her with pity. “Don’t you know you’re very fragile and easily bruised and scarred? How could you dare to act like that…”

Tong Siqing hugged her knees, talking to herself: “I was afraid you would find me boring.”

Shi Zhihua: ???

Boring?

Tong Siqing explained: “I didn’t understand anything back then. Those immortals said I was dull and uninteresting, and they also said that other emperors have three thousand beautiful concubines, but you only had me…”

“They were all there to cause trouble,” Shi Zhihua sighed helplessly. “That’s why I chased them all away later, to prevent you from taking their words to heart. I didn’t expect you to listen to them in the end.”

After Tong Siqing took their words to heart, her personality drastically changed. She would play tricks and cause trouble every few days, frustrating Shi Zhihua to the point where she was forced to lock the girl up. Yet, out of affection, she would give her “special attention” daily, hoping the girl would yield somewhat.

Shi Zhihua finally understood.

It turned out Tong Siqing knew all these subtle maneuvers. Her so-called struggles and tantrums were all just attempts to gain a hug from her.

Shi Zhihua couldn’t stand seeing such things—the pure-hearted rabbit, to keep her, humbly tried every means to please and flatter her, like a white flower, never touched by wind or snow, forced to fall into the cinnabar, blooming fiercely and passionately against the scarlet backdrop. Her tears were no longer innocent, but mixed with caution, discomfort, and enduring hardship.

How could Shi Zhihua not be moved by this?

Her every breath was no longer arrogant, always laced with pity and cherishment. She dared not hurt the girl, neither physically nor emotionally. Who knew that the girl’s thoughts were completely opposite to hers?

Every time Shi Zhihua held her, she was thinking of a way to hold Tong Siqing’s heart, preventing her from having the leisure to quarrel with her.

Meanwhile, Tong Siqing was emptying her mind, thinking of how not to bore her, how to attract her attention, and how to get her hug.

Now that the truth was revealed, Shi Zhihua felt even more heartache.

She never could have imagined that a rabbit with such a simple mind would be so cautious.

Later, they both became somewhat uncontrollable. The situation escalated more and more. The court was busy criticizing the unethical absurdity of the relationship between the ruler and subject.

No wonder Sheng Wen had been so angry that he erased both their memories.

Shi Zhihua put herself in his shoes. Leaving aside erasing their memories, if she were in Sheng Wen’s position, she would probably be so angry that she’d erase her own memory too, to spare herself the heartache of remembering it later.

Shi Zhihua took a deep breath and leaned against the soft pillow, looking outside.

She remembered something Tong Siqing had intentionally said while provoking her once.

The girl was clutching her, obviously enduring the discomfort until her eyes were slightly red, yet she insisted on provoking: “I haven’t fallen in love at all. Doesn’t Your Majesty find this particularly boring?”

Shi Zhihua: “…”

You provoked me. You provoked me too much, causing it to become widely known in the path of mortals. Even your father in heaven couldn’t stand it anymore and broke us up.

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