The Fake Bride Offered to the Snake God - Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Yuehuai Village eventually fell apart.

Some people moved away. Some stayed.

Those who stayed built a stone staircase outside the Serpent Lair.

They said it was to atone for their sins.

Semyre refused to see them.

Norn, on the other hand, liked that stone staircase very much.

Because it made sunbathing convenient.

After he recovered from his illness, his personality became much livelier. Every day, he took a few little snakes and ran all over the mountain.

I asked Semyre, “Does he really not have even a trace of Divine Bone left?”

Semyre looked at the boy outside the cave, chasing after snakes.

“No.”

“Then why do all the little snakes listen to him?”

“Because he talks too much.”

I nodded.

“That makes a lot of sense.”

Semyre glanced at me.

“You talk too much too.”

I pretended not to hear him.

The Black Lotus grew back on a rainy night.

That day, Semyre came down with a high fever.

A Snake God having a fever sounded absurd, but he really was burning up badly, though his hands were ice-cold.

I stayed by the pool and wiped his forehead with a damp cloth.

Half-awake and half-dreaming, he suddenly grabbed my hand.

“Don’t go.”

I lowered my head to look at him.

“I won’t.”

“Livia…”

My hand stilled.

He opened his eyes, as if he had finally seen me clearly.

A long while later, he let go.

“I’m sorry.”

I tossed the damp cloth back into the basin.

“You mistook me for someone else.”

“Mm.”

“Do you need me to remind you?”

He was silent for a moment.

“Yes.”

I bent down and said very softly beside his ear, “Semyre, I’m Ailia.”

His Adam’s apple bobbed.

“Ailia.”

“Mm.”

“Don’t leave.”

This time, it wasn’t sleep-talking.

I sat beside him and held his hand.

“I still haven’t collected the money you owe me for my wedding dress.”

A trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.

I said, “The wedding dress I wore when I entered the Serpent Lair. Later, you swept it into the pool with your snake tail.”

“How much was it?”

“Very expensive.”

“I don’t have any money.”

“Then you can pay me back slowly.”

Semyre looked at me and suddenly asked in a low voice, “With what?”

He asked it far too seriously.

It only made me feel embarrassed instead.

I coughed once.

“Get better first.”

Rain fell at the mouth of the cave.

In the pool, the first new Black Lotus quietly bloomed.

Its petals were no longer pure black.

Along the edges, there was a faint touch of white.