This is an English translation of the novel Half-Demon Allure by Mo Bai Qian Jiu. It was adapted into the drama series Demon Girl and Demon Girl 2. This translation is from what I believe is the original Chinese novel uploaded online. It’s available to read legally in Chinese online through QQ read, but I can’t sign up for a QQ account from where I live so I’m not working from that version. This means that there are two extra chapters that I don’t have access to and so will not be including in this translation. I’ve never found anywhere to buy a complete e-book or physical copy from so unfortunately can’t advise on how to support the original author.
- Title: Half-Demon Allure; Half-Demon Qingcheng
- Author: Mo Bai Qian Jiu
- Translated into English by: aphellion
- Status: In Progress
- Chapters: 541
- Rating: Unrated
- Genre: Fantasy; Modern Romance
Detailed Warnings (possible mild spoilers)
None Yet — I haven’t read the whole novel yet!
Getting Acquainted.
But no matter how she felt, Qingcheng was long accustomed to concealing her feelings. Even though she was upset and her heart a tangled mess, she wouldn’t weep and wail like an ordinary woman.
Lowering her voice, she said, “Hey, let me tell you, I’m not a loose woman1. Even if you are a high official or a rich man with money, I won’t submit to you.”
Ming Xia stood motionless, watching her with great interest.
Qingcheng frowned, feeling a little embarrassed and indignant, “What are you looking at?”
Ming Xia had the feeling that this girl in front of him was rather interesting. Although she was clearing afraid on the inside, she was not willing to let it show. Was she in the habit of concealing her emotions? Looking again at her expression of angry embarrassment, with her red flushed cheeks, she looked adorable. He really wanted to pinch her cheeks but, thinking about it, Ming Xia held himself back.
“Girl, I’ll give you three pieces of advice: First, not every man in this world is as despicable as Scarface2 Wu. Second, since you chose this line of work, you should at least learn to be more slick and not always run your mouth. Third, Scarface Wu isn’t someone you want to mess with. If I hadn’t led you out and made him think there was some kind of relationship between us, do you think that you could handle it if some day he made trouble for you?”
Ming Xia watched Qingcheng, his eyes clear and bright as he spoke seriously. It was indeed sincere advice.
“I…” Qingcheng was unexpectedly unable to speak for a moment, her thoughts in turmoil.
In that moment, she thought carefully, only then recalling that it was Ming Xia who had saved her from the shot Mr. Wu fired and that, otherwise, her head would have been blown off. Ultimately, he had saved her life.
Moonstruck and unable to think clearly, Qingcheng raised her head to look at Ming Xia’s radiant face. Realizing that this man wasn’t as disagreeable as the ordinary guests, she whispered softly, “Thank you.”
Ming Xia smiled without reply.
At that moment, a rickshaw happened by on the roadside and Ming Xia flagged it down to stop it.
The driver wiped his heavily sweating forehead, saying, “Where are you going, young master?”
Ming Xia looked towards Qingcheng, “Where is your home?”
“Fourth Road3.”
Ming Xia helped Qingcheng onto the rickshaw. Looking her over, he realized that Qingcheng was still wearing a flimsy long qipao. In the cold night wind, if she wasn’t careful she would freeze to death. Ming Xia frowned faintly, immediately taking off his suit jacket and draping it over Qingcheng.
“Dressed like this, you’ll draw too much attention walking on the street. Go on.”
Smoothly, Ming Xia took out a banknote and handed it to the driver, carefully instructing him: “Go to Fourth Road and make sure to deliver her safely, understood?”
“Okay, no problem.”
As if the rickshaw driver’s feet were greased with oil, in a flash he pulled up the cart and scurried forward.
Qingcheng’s body naturally fell backwards when the rickshaw started moving, but she hurriedly looked back. With her head peeking over the top of the carriage, she held the suit jacket in her hand, asking Ming Xia: “Hey, how can I return your clothes to you?”
With a smile, Ming Xia waved his hand easily and said, “We’ll meet again if we’re destined to.”
Under the dim light of the street-lights, two shadows were cast – one heading west and one heading east. Fate really was miraculous. It brought two people together and joined them into a single thread – one heart-stopping moment, one life-saving gesture, and then it was done and the two of them headed off on diverging paths.
Qingcheng looked at Ming Xia’s retreating back and then at his warm suit jacket that still laid on her body and suddenly smiled warmly. If he said they’d meet again if they were destined to, she believed him.
The inconspicuous multi-storied building was on the corner of Fourth Road. The outside appeared a little run-down and grey, telling of the long history of this house and its unpretentious simplicity. But upon entering the house, on the inside all amenities were present, all modest and simple, neat, tidy and free of dust. It could be assumed that this family was really not an ordinary family of poor commoners.
When Qingcheng returned home, the house was in complete darkness and she breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, her father had already gone to bed – if he hadn’t, she’d have had no idea how to explain.
Qingcheng entered the house cautiously and silently. Just about to walk over to her own room, how was she to know that the room would suddenly become bright? For a short while, Qingcheng couldn’t adapt to the brightness and instinctively covered her eyes.
When she opened her eyes again, Qingcheng was completely taken aback. She saw her father, Nie Rufeng, just sitting in the hall staring intently at her. That gaze was a sign of the storm to come. It turned out her father was not sleeping, and was here to catch her.
With an awkward smile, Qingcheng called affectionately, “Dad, you’re still awake?”
Nie Rufeng was an imperial bodyguard of the Qing dynasty. He had been born with a poker face, to which misfortunes over the years that had aged him greatly had added a deeply furrowed brow, making him appear all the more strict.
“Why are you coming back so late? Has the company been very busy recently?”
- She actually said she wasn’t a casual person, but the implication is that she’s not casual about having sex, so I chose loose woman (trying to keep it sounding somewhat period appropriate). She’s telling him she’s not going to sleep with him. ↩︎
- Again, I don’t know if this implies that Mr. Wu is scarred (?) or if it refers to something else. ↩︎
- I’ve chosen to translate the road name literally. The street is formally called Waterloo Street but was apparently commonly known as Fourth Road. ↩︎
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