Volume 1, Chapter 51 – Weaving a Lie for Her

Lying wasn’t something a proper junior martial sister from a righteous sword sect would do.

Song Shiyuan fell silent for a moment in the face of the little fox demon’s questioning.

She drew a slow breath before continuing, “The child in your belly, and the eternal mark on your demon core… are my fault.”

“Therefore, I should naturally take responsibility for this,” Song Shiyuan said solemnly. “This is something I must do.”

The little fox demon bit her silver teeth slightly, her voice carrying pain. “Are you saying that my eternal mark and spirit fetus were caused by you?”

Song Shiyuan let out a sigh, but her gaze didn’t dare meet the little fox demon’s eyes directly.

“That night… it was my ignorance and foolishness that gave you a spirit fetus, that caused you to receive an eternal mark.”

She admitted it. She actually admitted it!

This sword sect junior martial sister was actually willing to lie.

Though she wasn’t very good at lying.

…No, she wasn’t exactly lying.

She didn’t directly answer the little fox demon’s question at all, but cleverly avoided answering through verbal techniques.

Yet what she said remained ambiguous.

However, in this context, anyone would think she was admitting the child was hers, that the eternal mark was planted by her.

What’s more, she was facing a pure, innocent little fox demon who had lost her memories.

This sword sect junior martial sister had truly learned to be bad, actually learning to use verbal techniques to deceive a little fox demon without memories.

If this deceived little fox demon wasn’t Lu Zhuxin, she might have actually been fooled.

Little Shiyuan could actually go this far for this little fox demon?

Unfortunately, such an obvious lie was really easy to expose.

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Little Shiyuan really wasn’t good at lying.

…

Song Shiyuan saw a flash of struggle and pain cross the face of the silver-haired fox demon girl before her. “Is everything you just said true?”

Song Shiyuan answered, “I will take care of you. I will take responsibility for this. I won’t lie.”

“This heart, this will, this feeling, let heaven and earth bear witness, let sun and moon illuminate.”

The sword sect junior martial sister’s words were sincere, with not a trace of falseness in her eyes at this moment.

These words, for Song Shiyuan, already counted as a solemn oath.

Lu Zhuxin laughed softly in her heart.

She was quite curious about just how far little Shiyuan would go for her.

“So…” The little fox demon’s words carried a sob. “The person who did such beastly things to me was really you?”

“I’m sorry,” Song Shiyuan said. “Everything is my fault.”

Heh…

Lu Zhuxin was so annoyed by people who wouldn’t speak plainly.

She already roughly understood what this sword sect junior martial sister was trying to say.

Regardless of what she said, it was all her fault. Everything could be glossed over ambiguously like this.

Ugh!

Lu Zhuxin had wanted to personally hear little Shiyuan say that the child in Ming Zhaoxi’s belly was hers.

That would have been so interesting.

It seemed this young girl wouldn’t so easily speak such words aloud.

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“So that’s why you were sneaking around in the shadows before, using magic to help me wash clothes, help me carry water, help me sweep, isn’t it?” The little fox demon suppressed her crying voice.

“Yes…” Song Shiyuan saw this, and the guilt in her heart deepened. “I just wanted to compensate you…”

Slap!

What answered Song Shiyuan was a resounding slap.

Song Shiyuan froze.

She saw the little fox demon before her still maintaining her raised hand position. The back of her hand was already visibly reddened.

“Compensate? Do I need your hypocritical compensation?!” The little fox demon rebuked with reddened eyes. “What grievance do I have with you! What grudge! That you would treat me like this!”

Tears swirled in her beautiful fox eyes.

She raised her hand with force again, as if wanting to slap Song Shiyuan once more.

However, before the slap could land, Song Shiyuan caught her wrist.

“Don’t hit anyone anymore,” Song Shiyuan said gently. “Look, doesn’t the back of your hand hurt?”

“It’s already red.”

As she spoke, Song Shiyuan took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out a bit of emerald-green medicinal liquid, and gently applied it to the back of the little fox demon’s hand.

As if the little fox demon were the one who had been hit.

Sword cultivators tempered their bodies. Bones like iron, skin like bronze, flesh like steel.

Though Song Shiyuan’s small face looked white and tender, hidden beneath this delicate appearance was a powerful body forged through thousands of trials.

This delicate little fox demon had actually used her small hand to hit Song Shiyuan’s face.

Song Shiyuan’s face wouldn’t hurt, but she felt sorry for the little fox demon’s hand.

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Seeing her gently applying medicine, the little fox demon’s tears gradually began to lose control.

“Why!”

“Why! Why!”

“Why would you treat me like this!!”

Crystal tears flowed from the corners of the little fox demon’s eyes one after another.

She raised her small fists, pounding Song Shiyuan’s chest punch after punch.

Song Shiyuan looked at her, her gaze so gentle it seemed like it would melt her.

Though a sword cultivator’s bones were hard, their chest was still soft. Pounding there wouldn’t hurt the little fox demon’s hands.

Song Shiyuan allowed the little fox demon to vent.

Only after the little fox demon had tired from hitting did she say gently, “Do you feel better now?”

“Don’t touch me!” The silver-haired little fox demon swatted away Song Shiyuan’s hand. She was still sobbing. “Why would you treat me like this?”

“I’m sorry…” Song Shiyuan continued apologizing.

“I don’t want to hear that. I want you to tell me the reason!” The little fox demon said, “I want you to tell me. Is the mark on my body planted by you! Is the spirit fetus in my belly yours!”

Song Shiyuan froze slightly.

Lu Zhuxin knew that Song Shiyuan would never be able to prove this.

This lie could be easily exposed.

The eternal mark could exclude outsiders’ pure yang energy. As long as Song Shiyuan injected her own pure yang energy into the little fox demon’s body, she would definitely be exposed.

So she definitely wouldn’t dare do so.

At this moment, Lu Zhuxin really wanted to know. When Song Shiyuan was questioned continuously like this, how would she continue to round out this lie?

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Would she continue to speak vaguely and play word games with the little fox demon? Or would she think of some other excuse?

Little Shiyuan, what will you do?

“I…” Song Shiyuan opened her mouth.

She looked at that heartbroken face of the little fox demon, and an idea surged wildly in her heart.

She didn’t know how such a thought was born, nor did she know if doing this was right or wrong.

To the little fox demon who had lost her memories, Song Shiyuan was a complete stranger. Her approach and goodwill would only instinctively feel repulsive.

But what if she let her know that she was once someone very important to her?

Song Shiyuan could naturally stay by her side to protect her! Cherish her!

If so… if so…

When this thought was born in Song Shiyuan’s mind, it was like a flame on an autumn grassland that couldn’t be extinguished no matter what.

Yes, the little fox demon had amnesia. She didn’t remember anything, didn’t know anything.

In this Fox Palace, only she and Hu Xian’er knew about that past.

So Song Shiyuan could tell the little fox demon what had happened. She could reweave beautiful memories for her to bury the unbearably painful past.

Thinking of this, Song Shiyuan’s gaze gradually became resolute.

“…If this is what it takes, I can tell you.”

“We were once lovers.”

“I love you, Ming Zhaoxi.”