My Demon Husband Is a Snake

Chapter 1089: Madam, Please Show Mercy

"Not direct control??" I irritably pried the White Python wrapped around me and scrutinized Yu Longting, who resided in Wuyue’s body, "Could it be that you used your Primordial Spirit’s influence to give him psychological suggestions?"

The White Snake I had just opened lay limp like an eggplant in frost.

It crawled from my waist to my shin, then slid down, settling at my feet.

It coiled around my feet, dejected and not daring to make any rash moves to provoke my displeasure.

"More or less, I’ll instruct him when needed."

Yu Longting squinted darkly and couldn’t help lightly hooking his fingers on the tips of my hair, "I resurrected him from the dead just to stay by your side. If he doesn’t obey, what’s the use of keeping him?"

"Who wants you to follow? Your Primordial Spirit barely made it out of the Nether Pond; don’t you know how to call for help? Are you stupid?" I was so angry I got dizzy and kicked his Snake Tail.

Unexpectedly, Yu Longting grabbed my ankle, "What? You want to go to the Nether Pond to save me? Aren’t you afraid of getting trapped yourself?"

"Who’s saving you? Stop flattering yourself; stay there on your own." I raised my leg, exerting all my strength, but couldn’t pull it free.

Growing more furious, I lost my senses and punched him in the chest.

Yu Longting grunted, his already pale face turning even more ashen.

His brows, however, lifted playfully, "Cough, cough~ Madam, please have mercy. We can’t both live in another’s body and take their life, can we?"

"You, you’re simply outrageous!" I suddenly realized I had hit Wuyue’s body and staggered back a few steps in shock and anger, my chest surging with emotions.

The punch wasn’t heavy, but the heavenly fire had penetrated Wuyue’s heart.

Though I withdrew in time, it still scorched his heart.

Yu Longting couldn’t catch his breath and started coughing violently.

I turned and ran back to the room to find the Cultivation Spiritual Garment I had made in the Abyss.

The Cultivation Spiritual Garment had been worn by Yuan Hong, the Old Ape, and casually left at the King Yu’s Tomb entrance.

I picked it up and recycled it, and now it came in handy.

"Though it’s a mini version of the Cultivation Spiritual Garment, it should help a bit." I returned to Yu Longting, took off his white dress, and draped the short Cultivation Spiritual Garment over him.

Half a minute after putting on the Cultivation Spiritual Garment, Yu Longting’s coughing gradually eased, "Thank you, dear wife."

"Of all the things Wuyue did, which ones were from his own will, and which ones were influenced by you?" I asked softly, maintaining a kneeling position beside him.

As his condition improved, Yu Longting slowly retracted his Snake Tail, which had extended into the corridor, and gave me a sideways glance, "Just twice, to make him firmly believe you are his wife and to help Beichen outsmart the mother-in-law."

"Outsmart? More like oppression." I sat down, leaning against the wall, hugging my knees tightly, "From this, it seems Wuyue is much better than you; you’re just a troublemaker."

At least every time Wuyue protected me, it was from his own will.

Especially when he didn’t want to spend my money and proactively guided others in feng shui and Mysterious Art to earn money, it was his own heartfelt action.

While I, because of my deep love for that damn Snake Lord, repeatedly wanted to put him to death.

Wuyue never intended to harm me, yet I was ruthless and relentless, going against all morals.

"Oh? Moving your heart for another man?" Yu Longting also leaned against the wall, sitting beside me.

Silently waiting as the Cultivation Spiritual Garment healed Wuyue’s body.

My heart twinged slightly, and all the angry words got stuck in my throat.

Afraid that once spoken, he would leave and no longer care for me.

Unable to lower my pride, I gently tugged his little finger, awkwardly saying, "What do you think?"