All Worlds Beg the Villainess to Act Like a Human

Without her immortal power, she couldn’t finish washing all these clothes before nightfall.

Qiann Yan withdrew her dazed gaze and turned to look at Yuling’s position. Without the support of immortal power, she was clumsily taking out the clothes from the wooden barrel one by one to pound and wash. Soon, she was exhausted and sweating profusely, her arms weakened.

"If only I still had my immortal power," Yuling couldn’t help but mutter to herself, "Big sister must be trying to discourage me; maybe she’s observing me from the side right now. I can’t give up. Washing clothes is just washing clothes; I can’t leave my husband."

Qiann Yan lowered her eyes. If anyone could see her gaze, they would know it was full of mockery.

Using this method to discourage her?

No, she would never do such a silly thing.

She was just here to watch this person’s plight.

Night had fallen, and Yuling still hadn’t finished washing her clothes. She looked at the dirty clothes in the barrels with sore eyes, feeling aggrieved. Her big sister used to protect and love her, but now she watched her suffer so heartlessly.

She wouldn’t compromise; no matter how bitter the mortal world was, she wouldn’t abandon her husband to return to being an Immortal.

Gurgle gurgle...

The sound came from her stomach. For the first time, Yuling felt what hunger meant, accompanied by a faint pain in her stomach.

She hadn’t had rice water for two meals; according to mortal habits, she needed three meals a day. When she still had immortal power, she rarely touched these unless in front of others.

The clothes were not finished being washed, but a stubborn determination grew in Yuling’s heart, intending to finish washing before returning.

The moon quietly climbed up to the branches, and in the peaceful night, only the sound of clothes being pounded on the stone slabs echoed: thud, thud, thud, thud...

Yuling glanced towards the direction of her home from time to time, wondering what she was hoping for. Vaguely, she heard some footsteps, and her heart leaped with joy, wondering if her husband was worried and came looking for her?

But she hadn’t expected the person walking to the riverside was Jiaang Qingfeng. She felt a bit disappointed but still smiled and asked, "Qingfeng, did my husband send you?"

"Why haven’t you finished washing?" Jiaang Qingfeng looked at the rows of wooden barrels by the river, still containing many unwashed clothes. Wasn’t Yuling a fairy? Why did washing clothes take so much effort?

Yuling was long used to Jiaang Qingfeng’s attitude and did not get angry. Instead, she said, "I took on a bit too much today."

"Since you’re here, why not help me wash them so we can get home earlier?"

Jiaang Qingfeng was utterly incredulous: "Why should I? These are all jobs you took, and now you want me to help you? Are you showing your true colors wanting to exploit me?"

Yuling quickly explained: "Qingfeng, I didn’t mean that..."

"It’s not my job in the first place. Why should I do it? You have no right to boss me around. I came here to ask what you’ve been doing, not preparing lunch or dinner for the family. Don’t you know this would starve mother and brother? If you think being Jiaang’s daughter-in-law is unfair, you should leave soon rather than force yourself."

Yuling was dumbfounded; she indeed forgot these things, her face full of apology: "Today’s clothes are really too much; I’ll go back to prepare food right away."

Thinking back to when she had immortal power, she could wash all the clothes spotless before noon at home. The clothes would dry in the afternoon, and she could deliver them one by one.

Thinking about it this way, she felt even more anxious.

So many people were willing to give her their clothes to wash only because she was fast, washed clean, and could deliver them in the afternoon.