During his time at Yingning Mountain,
Father Ye Chuang and Mother Lü Hongying kept mentioning matchmaking for Ye Yu.
But every time, he decisively refused.
When he heard they planned to bring someone over,
Ye Yu outright rejected it on the spot, claiming that if they forced him to marry, he would immediately run away from home.
It was this persistence that made Ye Chuang give up the idea of bringing a demon home for matchmaking.
Still, Ye Chuang and Lü Hongying repeated the same phrases by Ye Yu’s ear daily, like a relentless mantra—things like “Only with a family is there happiness.”
Ye Yu got tired of hearing it all the time.
This was one of the real reasons why he wanted to leave.
But now, things seemed a bit different.
Honestly, if the woman before him was the matchmaking candidate they arranged,
it wasn’t so unacceptable.
At least she looked good.
When the woman met Ye Yu’s gaze, her eyes showed no hesitation but responded confidently.
However, she soon frowned slightly, as if recalling something.
The two demons stared at each other for a long time, neither speaking first.
Finally, Ye Yu broke the silence.
“You’re the matchmaking candidate my father Ye Chuang found...”
At this point, Ye Yu hesitated.
Calling her a “matchmaking candidate” felt too cliché, and since he couldn’t tell what kind of demon she was, he wasn’t sure how to address her.
Fortunately, she didn’t mind and just nodded lightly.
Hmm, looks like Ye Chuang really did find the matchmaking candidate.
Honestly, that old fellow did a pretty good job with this.
If only he had arranged such a high-quality candidate before, Ye Yu wouldn’t have resisted so much.
But truth be told, Ye Yu didn’t really understand matchmaking.
Especially in the demon world, how does one even start a match between demons?
Just as Ye Yu was pondering, the woman softly said, “Begin!”
Then she raised her right hand and placed it in front of Ye Yu.
Looking at her pure white hand,
Ye Yu raised an eyebrow.
“Begin? Begin the matchmaking, huh?”
But what did the hand gesture mean?
Could it be that there was a handshake custom in the demon world?
Uh, no, maybe not a handshake—palms facing each other, hands together?
Ye Yu instinctively raised his hand and pressed his palm against hers.
This action caused the woman to suddenly stiffen, then quickly step back two paces, her expression icy.
“How dare you!”
Her reaction puzzled Ye Yu even more.
“Hey, you reached out first, so why am I the one being rude?”
He was very displeased and was about to argue back.
Just then, Ye Chuang, Lü Hongying, and Ye Wanqing walked in.
When they saw the scene inside, their smiles instantly vanished.
They quickly cupped their hands toward the woman and bowed.
“Greetings, Your Majesty!”
Ye Yu’s expression turned strange.
He said instinctively, “Your Majesty? Not the matchmaking candidate you arranged for me?”

This troubled Ye Chuang deeply, so he reluctantly asked Demon King Luo Ning to personally check Ye Yu’s body and see where the problem was, hoping for a remedy.
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