Marrying the Soft-hearted Villain
Chapter 22: Ruan Qiuqiu was probably already dead (2)

Lu Ziran somewhat apologetically waved his hand at her and concealed the truth. “No, that’s not it. I just heard about the Fire Wolf Tribe going around to ask for a bride on my way back. To think that they would come to our tribe too…”

Lu Ziran confidently thought; they had come here in vain. According to his dream, Ruan Qiuqiu liked him a lot. How could she be willing to marry another demon? What’s more, the other party was a twisted, crippled, and disfigured gray wolf demon.

Just as he was waiting to hear Rou Yuerao say, “Ruan Qiuqiu vowed to not marry”, he heard instead – “Qiuqiu straightforwardly agreed to marry that wolf demon for the tribe’s sake.”

What?

Lu Ziran suspected that he was mishearing. “You’re saying… Ruan Qiuqiu got married?”

Rou Yuerao thought he was being a bit odd today. “En, she did it for the sake of solving the tribe’s crisis over the lack of salt. Qiuqiu is very kind-hearted …”

Rou Yuerao paused before selfishly adding with a blushing face, “Qiuqiu said that she gives us her blessings.”

When Lu Ziran heard her saying that Ruan Qiuqiu had gotten married, it felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Other than this change, all of the events in the past few days had been following his dream exactly.

Lu Ziran, who had been full of confidence just a moment ago, suddenly felt as if he had slapped hard. There was a burning pain on his face.

His first response wasn’t worrying that Ruan Qiuqiu might be in danger from marrying that twisted gray wolf demon. It was feeling shock that she had so easily agreed to marriage. She was supposed to die for him!

Perhaps, he was too shocked, so he couldn’t hide the savagery in his expression, which terrified Rou Yuerao a bit.

“Ziran, what’s wrong?”

Lu Ziran took a deep breath and glanced at the sky that was almost completely dark. He stuffed the smaller piece of ermine skin into Rou Yuerao’s hand. “Since she’s already gone, she won’t need any animal skins.”

Just to make sure, Lu Ziran asked, “Yuerao, the wolf demon that Ruan Qiuqiu married, it’s the Fire Wolf Tribe’s former chief, Yuan Jue, right?”

Rou Yuerao accepted the animal skin and nodded.

Even more vexed, Lu Ziran grabbed his hair.

If it was that wolf demon, Ruan Qiuqiu was probably dead.

But if Ruan Qiuqiu died, who would save him from that sneak attack? There can’t be any mishaps on his cultivation path to becoming a demon king.

Should he go and check if Ruan Qiuqiu was still alive? But he might not be able to defeat that twisted wolf.

While Lu Ziran was faced with a horrible dilemma, night had already fallen.

A flurry of snowflakes started to fall from thick clouds. It was if the sunlight in the afternoon had been an illusion.

“Ziran, you seem kind of strange today.” Rou Yuerao felt wronged.

Lu Ziran pressed his hand against his forehead and quickly adjusted his expression. “It’s nothing.”

Never mind, it looked like a heavy snowstorm was coming soon. He would wait until the snow stopped before going over there to check if Ruan Qiuqiu was still alive.

If Ruan Qiuqiu died and he didn’t have another option…

Lu Ziran’s eyes fell on the smiling and flower-like Rou Yuerao. Darkness and gloom slowly appeared in his gaze.

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Lu Ziran’s prediction of the weather came true.

Just as Ruan Qiuqiu had finished boiling two bowls of water and went outside to get snow for a third bowl of water, she saw that the falling snow had gradually grown heavy.

She was very worried as she looked up at the darkening clouds. She cupped her hands together and blew hot air into her icy hands.

She hoped that the snowstorm would end soon. If the snowstorm lasted too long, she and the wolf would get trapped in the cave and die.