My Demon Husband Is a Snake

I trusted my judgment based on the look in Granny Wu's eyes just now, "Granny Wu, if it's about money, after you pass away, and the money is still given to Wu Zhenglin, would Wu Zhenglin agree to use this money once he knows the truth?"

"Miss Su Wan, you..." Granny Wu immediately became anxious and tried to say something but choked up.

My words were sharp, deliberately provoking Granny Wu, "Wu Zhenglin would feel that he was responsible for your death, and no matter how much money you leave him, he wouldn't spend a dime."

"So, Grandma, can't the Blood Splendor Robe heal your wounds because of the money issue?" Wu Zhenglin was about to lose his mind, kneeling by the bed, clutching Granny Wu's hands, "What exactly is going on? Tell me! Otherwise, I don't want to live, Grandma!"

"Nonsense! How can you... just say you won't live."

Granny Wu, who adored her grandson dearly, finally couldn't resist Wu Zhenglin and reluctantly revealed the truth,

"It's all because I charged too much when I was young when I was divining for others." Granny Wu sighed, revealing the truth.

I pondered, "I remember my father once saying that every extra cent charged in this profession will turn into a reduction in lifespan."

"What should we do then? Is there a way to make amends?" Wu Zhenglin asked urgently, looking at me.

I answered, "Followers of Xuan Fanyin usually donate half of the money immediately after receiving it."

Many Mystic Arts Masters in prestigious circles charge exorbitant fees.

If they donate half of the money right away, they can recover seventy to eighty percent of the lost lifespan."

"So, Grandma didn't donate the money she earned before?"

Wu Zhenglin suddenly understood.

I took a deep breath, asked Granny Wu softly, "Granny Wu, when you were young, you must have accumulated a considerable amount of money."

"I wrote a will, originally planning to let Zhenglin know after I died. I've kept this passbook close to me at all times." Granny Wu took out a passbook from her body and opened it – it showed a series of zeros, amounting to eight million, "Because they were unearned gains, they did not belong to me, so I never spent a penny of it."

"Grandma, you were so foolish! How could you accumulate so much money and not donate any of it? No wonder the Blood Splendor Robe won't... heal your wounds!"

Wu Zhenglin was very angry, his eyes red-rimmed.

Like a wounded little beast.

Wu Zhenglin asked me again, "So if Grandma donates all the money, will she get well?"

"Given that so much time has passed, donating it can only provide temporary relief, and it's definitely impossible for her to fully recover," I told Wu Zhenglin truthfully.

Wu Zhenglin, like a drowning person clinging to the last piece of driftwood, said, "Temporary relief is still good, an extra day alive is worth it."

"Now that we know the cause, you're responsible for persuading Granny Wu. I'll make a trip to the storeroom to get some materials for repairing the cheongsam."

Seeing that Wu Zhenglin was sensible and very filial, I felt like there wasn't much for me to do, so I got up and offered to go.

Wu Zhenglin unhesitatingly gave me the keys to the storeroom, allowing me to find the materials myself.

With the keys, I fetched the materials from the storeroom and then went back to the guest room to repair the cheongsam, the tear in it.

Mending with Heavenly Silkworm Silk, it looked as good as new.

There was no visible trace of the repair, and I resewed the buttons to almost the original state before wearing it myself.

I tried to channel some Spiritual Power into the body of the cheongsam. Although I only infused a little,

I encountered resistance and couldn't continue injecting Spiritual Power.

However, this bit of Spiritual Power still made the silver python's black eyes light up brightly, shining like crystal clear ice reflecting light.

"Is the cheongsam repaired?" I was looking down at the silver python on the cheongsam when someone suddenly grabbed my wrist. I lost my balance and fell into a cool, warm embrace.

I fell onto Yu Longting's chest but did not struggle. Instead, I looked up at his face, "It's finished. Do you want to check it to see if there are any inadequacies?"

"My wife's craftsmanship is top-notch. How could there be any inadequacies? Wanwan, what am I to say about you? You just finished the repairs and immediately infused the cheongsam with spiritual power, as if it were free?" Yu Longting reproached discontentedly.

I returned a smile at Yu Longting. "It essentially is free. I have an abundance of spiritual power, more than you can handle."

"Your body is depleted like this, yet you claim to have abundant spiritual power? That battle between Serpent Domain and Qingyang, did you use your spiritual power to fight him?"

Yu Longting squeezed my wrist and checked my pulse, frowning severely as if I had intentionally deceived him about something.

I was so bewildered by his actions that I almost thought my memory was confused. After careful thought, I said, "No, every time I encountered Qingyang, you were there. You seriously injured Qingyang, then you passed out, and then I got caught in the rain and passed out too. I woke up in the car; there was no chance to use spiritual power."

"That's really strange. Your body is so severely depleted, yet nothing appears amiss when taking your pulse."

Contemplative, Yu Longting rubbed his temples with one hand and asked me, "What are the Wu family's grandparents arguing about that it's giving me a headache?"

"You don't know. The Blood Splendor Robe failed to heal Granny Wu's wounds. She has only an hour left to live."

I sat up straight and began to massage the other half of his temples.

Granny Wu was originally given four extra hours of life by me, but since I was making the cheongsam and wearing it infused with spiritual power, almost three hours had already passed.

Yu Longting shrugged, "Because of the ill-gotten wealth she's leaving for Wu Zhenglin?"

"Wow, you knew about that?" I exclaimed in surprise.

Yu Longting pinched my nose, "Wife, after all, I am the Snake Lord!"

"Yu Longting, come with me to persuade Granny Wu. Having you, the Snake Lord, there might be useful," I insisted, pulling Yu Longting to his feet.

But he was incredibly reluctant to get up. "Is this the time not to stay with your severely injured husband, but to visit some old lady? What are you thinking???"

Regardless of whether Yu Longting was willing or not, I had already dragged him to Granny Wu's room.

Granny Wu and Wu Zhenglin were in a heated argument.

Despite Wu Zhenglin's earnest persuasion, Granny Wu was very resolute: "This money can't be donated, not a single penny."

"Why on earth? Grandma, you won't spend a dime. Why keep it?" Wu Zhenglin knelt before the stubborn Granny Wu, overwhelmed and baffled as he looked at her.

Resignedly, Granny Wu, with her blood-stained hands, took Wu Zhenglin's arm, "Zhenglin, this money is left for you. After I die, you can use it and won't starve to death."

"Grandma, I'm capable and won't starve myself; don't fret over me." Wu Zhenglin's chest heaved violently, his face turning pale with frustration.

Granny Wu looked at her grandson tenderly, murmuring, "Zhenglin, I've always known that your academic performance was actually poor. You lied to make me happy, claiming you were among the best."

"So what?" Wu Zhenglin's face was pale.

Granny Wu, touching Wu Zhenglin's face with her rough fingers, spoke helplessly, "My biggest wish in life is for you to attend a good university, but since you can't, your future seems bleak. The least I can do is leave this money for you."

"You…" Wu Zhenglin stared complicatedly at Grandma Wu for a while before speaking, "After you die, I want to inherit your mantle and continue the family craft. Do I still need to go to university then?"

"Education is the right path. What's so great about inheriting this trivial thing of mine? My biggest wish in life is for you to get into a good university," trembled Granny Wu.

Yu Longting stroked his chin, listening with interest.

I couldn't listen anymore, "Granny Wu, I really don't understand how you think. You're literally risking your life over such a ridiculous reason as Wu Zhenglin's poor exam performance and not getting into a good university."

Is there nothing more important than being alive?