My Demon Husband Is a Snake Chapter 1159: Playing the Official for Fun

"If I lose my sanity, it will be because of you. I cannot be separated from you." The man's long eyebrows knitted together as he looked down at me with an indescribable dissatisfaction.

My vision darkened, and I nearly passed out. "Why can't you be separated from me? Wuyue, those special feelings you have for me were deliberately implanted by Yu Longting to make you follow me."

"I am aware," Wuyue replied with a faint smile, a rare expression that seemed to be the only thing Yu Longting wasn't dissatisfied with.

I massaged my throbbing head and weakly questioned, "Now that Yu Longting is no longer inside your body, you shouldn't have any feelings for me anymore, right? Why are you still following me?"

"Because..." Wuyue pondered my question, as if he had never considered it before. He paused for a moment, fabricating a reason, "Because your man left a Remnant Soul within me."

"Ha, that's a weak excuse. If he hadn't left a Remnant Soul in you, you would have fallen into a deep slumber again!" Despite my speechless exasperation towards Wuyue, I felt a deep admiration for Yu Longting.

Even with his seemingly unruly demeanor, he was, after all, from the Mysterious Gate Orthodox lineage.

When facing critical matters, his principles were even more upright than mine!

Wuyue had provided immense assistance to both of us, and gratitude was certainly owed.

Therefore, as he departed, to preserve Wuyue's life, Yu Longting had ensured a Remnant Soul remained with him, a lifeline.

Wuyue shrugged his shoulders with a relaxed air. "Why wouldn't that be a reason? I need to repay your man. I've suddenly realized that being fond of you is rather dull compared to being fond of him."

Oh no, is this the dawn of a new romance?!

I truly did not have the leisure to engage in idle chatter with Wuyue. If Piao Changji had any duplicates lurking around.

And discovered that Wuyue and I were within the painting, subsequently tearing it apart.

It would indeed be a dire misfortune for us...

What was urgent now was to swiftly locate Xiao Li and devise a means of escape.

"Good sir, hello, have you happened to see..." I approached a kindly looking elder to inquire.

The old man's gaze fell upon me as if I were a monstrous apparition, and he hastily retreated, actively avoiding me.

On several occasions, I attempted to question passersby, but they reacted as if I were a plague, shrieking and fleeing the moment I drew near.

Some even went so far as to report me to the authorities, demanding that the Magistrate apprehend this supposed monster.

The entire painting descended into a state of pandemonium, its ambiance drastically altered.

I mused internally that, regardless of anything else, this painting was merely an artwork and must possess certain spatial limitations.

If inquiring with individuals proved fruitless, I would simply proceed to search elsewhere.

Moreover, this particular street was readily visible through the ancient painting itself, making it simple for Piao Changji to notice if he happened to pass by and observe the presence of two additional figures within the confines of the artwork.

One was myself, and the other was Wuyue.

"Wuyue, let's make a swift departure by stealth, lest we soon find ourselves incarcerated," I urged, seizing Wuyue's hand as we moved swiftly in a single direction.

As Wuyue kept pace with me, he inquired, "Those crimson official robes, what rank do they signify?"

"If this depiction is from the Song or Ming dynasties, I would hazard a guess of Fifth Rank or higher." Although my formal education was not extensive, I had a diligent and eager disposition from a young age, only discontinuing my studies due to unforeseen circumstances.

I retained a modicum of knowledge regarding such general information.

As we traversed the area, we happened upon a Government Office, which indeed appeared to be a Magistrate's court.

Wuyue cast a glance at the building and then asked me, "What rank is a Magistrate?"

"Fifth Rank, perhaps middle Fifth... Oh, heavens!" Even though I was employing the Mysterious Step, making my movements imperceptible to the naked eye, I could not resist accelerating my pace. "You don't suppose, do you, that Piao Changji has been adorned in those official robes all along, truly relishing the role of a Magistrate within his own ancient painting?"