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My Demon Husband Is a Snake

Chapter 631: Still Fluorescent Green, Satisfied?

Author: Lovely Icebox Girl
updatedAt: 2025-09-02

CHAPTER 631: CHAPTER 631: STILL FLUORESCENT GREEN, SATISFIED?

Blood trickled slowly from the wound on her forehead where the long sword had touched.

The girl’s eyes were incredibly calm, indifferent.

The air was so quiet that the drop of a pin could be heard.

I merely glanced at her stunningly beautiful eyes unintentionally, and my lips came together.

I whispered without a sound, "Qing Li."

"What... Yu Er...? What did you say... say what?" Yu Rongling, who was also staring at the girl’s eyes that were strikingly similar to Qing Li’s, stammered.

There was desolation in the girl’s eyes, like the broken walls and ruins of a city after a war, "I said, you are my real brother, and if you want my life, take it."

"What a joke, I... I only have one real brother, I don’t have any real sisters." Yu Rongling straightened his chest arrogantly, answering with disdain.

The girl lowered her eyelashes, and her long, curled lashes veiled her deep-lake eyes, "Whether you acknowledge it or not doesn’t matter, it’s all the same to me."

At this moment, Yu Rongling’s face went through a thousand changes.

Suddenly... when nobody expected it...

His defenses broke!!

"Ahhh, brother, she’s talking nonsense, claiming to be our sister."

Yu Rongling, who was just now aggressive and ready to kill the girl with his sword, suddenly plunged into his brother’s arms, looking aggrieved, "Mom only had us two, how could we possibly have a sister? She’s lying, right?"

I was also dumbfounded by this scene.

Dumbass’s reaction is a bit strange, isn’t it simply the case that if she’s not his sister, she’s not?

He was crying snivels, just like a snake that got stepped on its tail, isn’t this basically revealing the truth without intending to?

So did Yu Er, just like when we were in A city, sense the existence of his mother in some way, and deep in his heart, feel that blood relationship...?

"My wife has the Kin-seeking Clothes, and if you want to confirm, I can let you borrow them." Yu Longting bent down and sighed softly into the ears of the crying Baby Rongling.

Yu Rongling’s body stiffened slightly, and he looked up, pouting, "If it turns out she really is my sister, doesn’t that also mean Mom is still alive?"

"You could say that," Yu Longting replied.

Suddenly, my heart ached slightly, and I realized something.

Yu Rongling... up to now, still doesn’t know Qing Li is his mother; Yu Longting hadn’t leaked a word.

Given my position, since Yu Longting didn’t say, I had no place to open this topic.

So, Baby Rongling was kept in the dark.

Yet, he was the one who longed for his mother the most, as even the slightest thing related to maternal love would become a ray of light into his world...

Just like his belief in ’the elder sister-in-law being like a mother,’ he couldn’t resist wanting to sleep in Yu Longting and my closet.

In truth, this child was just a baby who hadn’t grown up.

"So does this mean Dad... was cuckolded?" Yu Rongling’s eyes were misty, like pear blossoms drenched in rain.

With his wickedly attractive face, he looked pitiful and stirring.

Yu Longting pressed his finger to the forehead of his flirtatiously charming younger brother and pushed him away with revulsion, "Yep, and it’s fluorescent green, satisfied?"

"Not satisfied, brother, how can you make jokes about such a serious matter!! Everything is just a hypothesis, not real, this woman can’t possibly be my sister." Yu Rongling speculated for a while but then overturned his own conclusion because he couldn’t accept it, "Where are the Kin-seeking Clothes? Sister-in-law, lend me the Kin-seeking Clothes."

The Kin-seeking Clothes work by absorbing all the blood from a person’s body to locate the specific whereabouts of the relative the wearer is thinking about.

That is to say, if Yu Rongling is thinking about this girl in front of him...

If they share even the slightest blood relation, then the blood mist will form the girl’s face and show her location.

Old Taoist Zhang leaned on the table, staggered to his feet, and pulled out two charms from the sleeve of the grey Taoist robe I had made for him, "No need for such trouble, use my Kin-seeking talisman. One each, hold it in your hand, it’ll light up if... hey... what... what are you doing?"

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