Chapter 137 - Upgrade

The original host, who was only five years old, made a small pouch and wanted to give it to Madam Wang. She happened to witness what Shen Pingxiu did to her mother.

Afterwards, she fell ill. When she recovered, the lively little girl had become timid and afraid.

Song Jingchen didn’t pursue the matter. He let go of her hand and said in a gentle voice, “It’s just a dream. Don’t mind it.”

Shen Yijia bit the inside of her cheek. “Since I’ve already inherited this body, should I help the original host’s mother take revenge and kill Shen Pingxiu?” she thought.

Her head hurt.

“Let’s not think about it. Things can be settled in the future.”

Shen Yijia lay down again, but she was no longer sleepy. She laid there with her eyes open for a long time.

She suddenly turned to Song Jingchen and asked carefully, “If your legs are cured, will you take revenge for Father and the others?”

If he did, perhaps she would have a chance to see Shen Pingxiu again.

Song Jingchen was stunned. He obviously didn’t expect her to suddenly ask this. He lowered his eyes.

“Can I ever stand on my legs again?” he thought. Not that it mattered to him. He wanted revenge no matter what.”

After a long time, Shen Yijia thought that he would not answer, but he said, “I’ve never given up.”

Since he wanted this person to stay by his side, Song Jingchen had no intention of hiding it. If she wanted to leave…

There was still time.

After saying this, Song Jingchen didn’t say anything else.

Shen Yijia understood what he meant. She leaned over and hugged Song Jingchen gently. “Your legs will recover. I’ll help you.”

She couldn’t do anything else, but she was the best at fighting.

This wasn’t the first time Song Jingchen had heard Shen Yijia say that his legs would recover. In the past, he didn’t believe it, but when he thought about how this person in front of him wasn’t human at all, he thought that perhaps demons like her really had a way.

He turned around and met Shen Yijia’s clear eyes. “Will you be injured? Do you need to pay a price to cure others?”

He had once read a strange book. It wrote that there was a demon core in a demon’s body that could be used to save people. If it was taken out, the demon would die.

Shen Yijia was confused.

Why did she have to get injured for no reason? It was painful to get injured. She could not answer this question. No matter how good-looking her husband was, she simply didn’t have an answer.

Song Jingchen thought that Shen Yijia didn’t want to expose her identity. Rather than his initial disappointment that day, now that he had thought it through, the only thing he was curious about was what kind of demon Shen Yijia was.

Sometimes, she bared her fangs and brandished her claws, and sometimes she was obedient. She was a little like a cat demon.

He rubbed Shen Yijia’s head and sighed. “If you need to pay a price to cure me, I wouldn’t mind even if my legs don’t recover. It doesn’t matter.”

Shen Yijia was speechless.

“What the hell are you imagining? What do you mean it doesn’t matter?” she thought. But she didn’t dare ask. She was afraid that if she asked, she would have to reveal her secret.

As for what she needed to pay, it was a large pile of wild ginseng that was difficult to swallow, as well as a drop of spiritual liquid that could only be condensed after 15 days.

Although this process was a little uncomfortable, she could tolerate it for her beautiful husband.

The two of them were on completely different wavelengths, but they tacitly stopped talking.

Song Jingchen didn’t say anything because he was afraid that Shen Yijia would be put in a difficult position. He felt that he was prying into her identity.

Shen Yijia wanted to protect her secret that had long been distorted by Song Jingchen.

There was a moment of silence.

The snow did not show any signs of stopping even after four days. The road to town was already covered in snow. Fortunately, there was enough food at home, so they did not have to worry about running out of food.

In these four days, Shen Yijia insisted on chewing until her cheeks hurt before she wiped out the pile of wild ginseng.

She successfully raised the spiritual liquid to level three and fell asleep for an entire day.