My Silly, Sweet Wife

Quickly, Wu Liang called over a woman.

The woman wore a long cyan dress, her hair styled in a bun, with eyes as clear as if untouched by worldly dust.

Her graceful smile blossomed like a hundred flowers, evoking a protective desire in any man who gazes upon her.

What’s more, her every gesture brimmed with allure, yet she remained proper and cultured, appearing as a refined lady.

”Nuannuan greets father.” Wu Nuannuan elegantly curtsied, like a noble lady from ancient times.

The more Wu Hualong looked at Wu Nuannuan, the fonder he became.

Even Wu Hualong himself was captivated by Wu Nuannuan’s demeanor and appearance, let alone the young Ye Guichen.

From childhood, Wu Hualong had employed various teachers to instruct Wu Nuannuan.

Be it etiquette or music, chess, painting, embroidery, or massage—any field that pleased men, Wu Hualong ensured Wu Nuannuan explored.

Moreover, Wu Hualong protected Wu Nuannuan so well that hardly anyone knew about her.

Many were unaware that the Wu Family had such a beautiful daughter of unmatched charm.

”Nuannuan, has your brother spoken with you about some matters?” Wu Hualong asked gravely.

Wu Nuannuan nodded, ”Father, Nuannuan understands. Nuannuan will find a way to win Mr. Ye’s favor, rest assured. Since childhood, you taught me that my life is given by the Wu Family, and I will dedicate my life to the Wu Family.”

”Good! Nuannuan, you are indeed my good daughter!” Wu Hualong nodded with satisfaction, then suddenly spoke earnestly, ”Nuannuan, I raised you this way. If what you are told to do displeases you, or you dislike the person you are to marry, you won’t blame your father, will you?”

Wu Nuannuan smiled gently, ”Father, you are too serious. You taught Nuannuan from a young age that worldly affection builds on desires like wealth and power, not true fondness from the heart. Hence, Nuannuan understands that marrying into a distinguished family with lifelong comfort is your best arrangement for me.”

”Good daughter, good daughter!” Wu Hualong approached and embraced Wu Nuannuan, his eyes somewhat red, ”So long as you understand, that’s good, just understand, it’s good.”

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Su Family.

In the dungeon.

Wei Donglin’s hands were bound by iron chains, yet he still clung to Wei Yuting, his bloodshot eyes filled with malice.

After Ye Guichen returned, Su Wu and Su Cheng brought him to the dungeon.

Upon seeing Ye Guichen, Wei Donglin’s eyes bulged, as if he wished to devour Ye Guichen.

”Kid, you killed my sister, you killed my sister—rest assured, I will make you wish you were dead! Haha, if you dare, kill me now. Otherwise, you’ll absolutely regret it!”

His hysterical attitude was chilling to anyone watching.

Su Wu frowned, ”As you see, this Wei Yuting seems very important to him.”

Ye Guichen’s expression remained indifferent, unfazed, as he walked to Wei Donglin: ”Zui Baichi said whatever needed to be said. Do you have anything to add?”

”Haha, since you know, why ask me for what?” Wei Donglin laughed crazily. ”Fine, I admit you’re strong, but so what? Even if you’re powerful, what can you do? Eternal Life Hall has lain dormant for so long, this time making a comeback. You think you can escape? Haha, kid, even if I die, Lord of the Hall will resurrect me so I can achieve immortality. By then, what can you do to me?”

Ye Guichen shook his head, ”Do you truly believe there’s a Path of Eternal Life in this world?”

”Why not believe!” Wei Donglin gritted his teeth at Ye Guichen: ”Kid, since Zui Baichi told you, you should know—there exists a type of person called cultivators. They absorb Spiritual Energy between heaven and earth, far surpassing regular people, incomparable to martial artists. Even in death, their bodies don’t decay and remain preserved long-term. Haha, I don’t fear telling you—the Hall Master knows Su Family holds such a corpse and sent us to steal it.”

”But I didn’t expect, everything planned so well, we could stealthily steal the corpse using the Wu Family without a trace, yet you ruined it. Kid, you ruined Lord of the Hall’s plans, ruined the major plans of Eternal Life Hall—you’re finished! All of Eternal Life Hall views you as their arch-enemy!”

Su Wu’s brow furrowed, ”What do you mean by that!”

Ye Guichen glanced at Su Wu, ”I think he’s referring to that female corpse your grandfather hid in the crystal coffin in the dry well.”

”Female corpse?” Su Wu’s pupils contracted, incredulous, hoisting Wei Donglin’s collar aggressively, ”You’re after that corpse?”

Wei Donglin laughed loudly, ”Indeed, indeed there’s a corpse, right? Haha, although you hid it excellently, we scouted long with no news, but it matters not. Once we die, others will receive the message promptly. Soon, others from Eternal Life Hall will come to take the female corpse for a ghost marriage with the hall master. Then, the hall master acquires the Path of Eternal Life, and we gain immortality!”

Ye Guichen merely shook his head gently, silently realizing how deeply Wei Donglin’s group was deluded.

Back in the alley, Zui Baichi implied this too.

They remained in Su Family not because they couldn’t escape, but to find that female corpse.

Yet, according to Wei Donglin, that female corpse was supposedly a cultivator?

Regarding cultivators, Ye Guichen only heard of them, never seen, feeling such things too elusive.

But since cultivating Xuanming Prison Suppressing Technique and Yimujingqing Technique, Ye Guichen sensed this world might truly have cultivators.

Cultivators might live for a millennia.

However, if Wei Donglin’s words are true, marrying a cultivator’s corpse grants long life.

What a perversion, right?

Yet, what surprised Ye Guichen was if Wei Donglin spoke truly, that female corpse in the crystal coffin being a cultivator might explain its prolonged preservation.

Interesting, it seems Eternal Life Hall knows more than I do.

”Alright, if you believe you can live forever and be resurrected, kill him then burn the corpse thoroughly.” Ye Guichen boredly remarked, refusing further argument.

However, upon hearing ”burn,” Wei Donglin’s pupils constricted sharply, as if struck by lightning.

”You, you...” Wei Donglin was dumbstruck.

Even if resurrection is possible, once burnt to ash, there’s nothing left to revive!

”What about me!” Ye Guichen dismissed with a sly grin, ”If your Lord of the Hall truly possesses such skill, recreate you out of thin air! Haha.”

Wei Donglin immediately softened, head drooping, his prior arrogance vanished entirely.

Su Wu was also stunned.

How did Ye Guichen’s mind work? He always found unconventional victories.

Ye Guichen patted Su Wu’s shoulder, ”Aren’t we soon visiting Eternal Life Hall’s stronghold? I believe letting Wei Donglin lead us is a fine choice. If he refuses, do as I said—burn him, then find a plane and scatter the ashes from above.”