There’s Something Wrong With These Demonic Women!

Chapter 99: Moonlit Night

The little fox dashed out of the house without considering her path, so she didn't notice the doorstep under her feet. Accidentally, she stumbled and fell with a "thud."

"Ouch."

"I… I'm hurt!"

The voice of the crying little fox sounded from the doorway, carrying a tone of softness and helplessness.

Lu Xun got up and walked towards the door, where he saw the little fox lying on the ground. Her current posture was just like the time in the inn. Her watery big eyes stared at him fixedly, filled with misery and grievance.

"Over two hundred years old and still so fussy."

Lu Xun walked to her side, bent down, and gently lifted her up horizontally. At the same time, the two fluffy tails behind the little fox's bottom couldn't help but peek out from under her skirt. They wagged continuously, and after locking eyes for a moment, the little fox turned her head away, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.

"Quickly go back to your room, don't let your master catch you like this," the little fox urged and then said softly, "I might have bumped my leg, could you please check if it's bleeding?"

"Oh."

Holding the light little fox, Lu Xun carried her directly back into his room. He carefully laid her on the bed and gently lifted her skirt. The small and delicate legs revealed a scraped area around her left knee, with a faint trace of blood seeping from the wound.

"It's bleeding."

"Does it hurt?" Lu Xun lifted his head, looking at the little fox lying on the bed.

"It hurts."

The little fox pouted, her adorable face filled with pain. She looked at him with a pitiful expression, "Could you clean the wound for me? It should be fine by tomorrow; I've bumped into things before, and it usually heals by the next day."

"Sure."

"I'll fetch some water for you and treat the wound." Lu Xun knew she was exaggerating, but he didn't expose her. Instead, he played along.

Watching his departing figure, a certain emotion surged deep within, overwhelming the pain in her knee. An indescribable feeling swept over and her face, which had been filled with suffering, instantly broke into a smile. However, as she smiled, a trace of melancholy suddenly appeared.

"If only…"

"If only my Master could like him as I do, then when Sister Xuan Yin sees that even Master likes her husband, she'll probably compromise in the end. Then Master and I can both become his wives." The little fox gazed at the ceiling, her clever mind working tirelessly.

Ah…

Unfortunately, this situation only happens in dreams. How could her Master possibly like a big villain like him?

The little fox let out a deep sigh, facing an uncertain future. At this moment, she wasn't entirely sure whether her current actions would lead to happiness or tragedy. Meanwhile, she felt guilty towards Xuan Yin. She knew he was Xuan Yin's husband, yet she couldn't help but fall for him.

"But…"

"But I really can't control it." The little fox pouted, muttering to herself, "Moreover, he has already seen my body. I can't just kill him, and I'm not his match anyway. Since I can't beat him, then… I can only fall for him."

The key point was that he could barbecue, he could tell stories, he could take her down the mountain to play – he was simply the perfect husband.

"Um…"

"I heard that those officials in the court have several wives at home," the little fox pursed her lips and mumbled to herself, "Those common men can do it, so a big scoundrel like him marrying two wives shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"That's not right, that's not right."

"But what if sister Xuan Yin disagrees? What should I do then?" The clever little mind started turning again.

Oh well…

It's better to let him deal with siste Xuan Yin. This big scoundrel surely has a way.

The little fox directly chose to be indecisive, throwing all her worries onto him, and then immediately started pondering where to sleep.

"I want to sleep here."

"No, no. I'll sleep inside, and let sister Xuan Yin sleep outside."

"Huh? Why not sleep on top of him?"

"Or… maybe let sister Xuan Yin go back to her own room to sleep, and I'll sleep here with the big scoundrel."

While the little fox was lost in thought, Lu Xun walked in with a damp cloth from outside, and he also closed the door.

"Come here. I'll clean your wound."

Lu Xun walked to the edge of the bed, lifted her skirt, and gently wiped the wound with the damp cloth.

The little fox bent over, her blurred eyes fixed on him, watching his focused and careful demeanor. In an instant, ripples of waves surged in the lake of her heart.

"Done."

After tending to the wound, Lu Xun looked at the little fox on the bed and asked gently, "Do you want me to carry you back?"

"Ah?"

"No, no, no."

The little fox quickly shook her head and said, "If Master sees, it will be… disastrous. I'll go back on my own."

Saying this, she leaped lightly off the bed, strolling towards the door as if there were no signs of injury.

"Big villain."

Xuan Shi opened the door, turned to look at him, and earnestly said, "You must truly cherish sister Xuan Yin, and…. you must really like her."

She opened her mouth as if to say more, but ultimately walked away, leaving behind an unspoken understanding between them.

…

As night fell, the sky was painted in heavy ink, leaving only a bright moon and numerous stars.

The silent forest was covered in a silver-gray veil, already deep in slumber and patiently waiting to awaken.

Immortal Miao Feng lay in bed, unable to fall asleep. Rolling over and over, every time she closed her eyes, a certain person's figure would appear in her mind. Ever since she met that person, who was both her archenemy and confidant, and he revealed his heart to her, she had become increasingly restless.

Sitting up slowly, Immortal Miao Feng felt a warmth throughout her body. After getting out of bed, she put on a simple and loose nightgown. She walked to the window and gently pushed it open. A cool breeze greeted her, dispelling her restlessness and rustling the sides of her garment, revealing a curvaceousness that was both elusive and evident.

Leaving her room, the big demoness leapt onto the roof of the hall with ease. She looked at a certain spot on the roof, a sense of shame rushing over her, and then she moved to a distance and gazed up at the bright moon and the stars overhead, thoughts gradually flooding her mind.

"If I had known you were such a heart-stealing little thief, I wouldn't have brought you here. Not only did you ensnare Xuan Yin, but even I… am on the verge of falling."

"Sigh."

"I've truly brought trouble upon myself." The big demoness sighed, torn between her conflicting emotions of shame and excitement.

What should be done?

The situation was slipping out of control. She didn't know when it would completely fall apart. Once that happened, it would mark the beginning of an irreversible disaster. Everything would become chaotic.

Should I leave?

Or should I stay?

The big demoness was in pain, trapped in an unnecessary love, hoping for the future but also fearing it.

At this moment, a certain room's door slowly opened. The big demoness noticed Lu Xun emerging from his own room. Amid her secret delight, she was also filled with intense resentment.

Humph! I won't bring you up here.

Immortal Miao Feng knew the little thief couldn't use rooftop-running techniques. With a resentful glare, she ignored him and continued gazing at the night sky above, lost in thought.

"Creak…"

"Creak…"

The sound of footsteps on a bamboo ladder reached her ears. Surprised, Immortal Miao Feng saw half a head peeking out beside her.

"Sister?"

"Can't sleep?"

Looking at the big demoness not far away, Lu Xun noted her loose, elegant nightgown. Although not much was visible, an air of excitement was evident.

"Where did you find a bamboo ladder?" Immortal Miao Feng asked curiously.

"I made it myself." Lu Xun climbed onto the rooftop and cautiously approached her.

"…"

"When did you make it? Why didn't I know?" Immortal Miao Feng saw him coming but didn't stop him, continuing to enjoy the moonlit night.

Lu Xun sat down beside her. An enchanting mature fragrance wafted from her, and her seductive face, illuminated by the moonlight, exuded indescribable charm, akin to a celestial maiden in the heavens.

"Sister."

"You still haven't answered my question," Lu Xun softly said, "Can't you sleep?"

"Is my sleeping related to you?" Immortal Miao Feng gave him a cold sideways glance and nonchalantly said, "Don't get so close to me."

"Just concerned about you."

Having faced rejection, Lu Xun smiled, tilting his head similarly to admire the same moonlit night above. He mused, "I wonder who the moonlight is waiting for. Sister, do you think this moon is waiting for someone?"

Immortal Miao Feng's eyebrow twitched slightly. The corner of her eye inadvertently shifted toward him, and she pursed her lips, but remained silent for a while.

"Perhaps."

"Waiting for everything in this world," She softly replied.

"True."

"Everything in the world is being awaited by the moonlit night," Lu Xun mumbled, "But to me, you three demon ladies are the ones awaited by the moonlit night. Because of your presence, the world becomes so beautiful, and because you're here, the world is so wonderful."

Immortal Miao Feng had anticipated that the little thief would say some heartfelt words, and she had prepared herself to resist his sweet talk. However, she never expected him to be so unrestrained and eloquent. Every word he spoke seemed to create ripples in her heart.

No wonder Xuan Yin fell so quickly. How could any demoness resist this?

Lu Xun's hand stealthily reached out and gently grasped her delicate hand. He turned his head and softly called, "Sister."

Immortal Miao Feng followed his voice, looking at the man beside her.

Under the moonlit night, on the rooftop.

Two pairs of eyes locked onto each other, and a faint affection began to bud in secret.

Immortal Miao Feng gazed at him in a daze. Her thoughts started to grow chaotic, accompanied by anxiety, timidity, uneasiness, and a hint of anticipation.

At that moment, Lu Xun's head slowly leaned in, closing the distance between their lips bit by bit.