The cheat system is useless, but I have the strongest living dad.

The sirens listened attentively. Being emotional by nature, they imagined all sorts of hardships that had befallen them, and some of them secretly wiped away tears from time to time.

Feng Yu lowered his head and remained silent, trying to think about sad things, afraid that he would burst out laughing and expose Yan Zhou's lie.

Rocky felt extremely guilty. When they first met, he had said that the immortal had deliberately disguised himself as a little cub, but it turned out he had wronged him.

Having finished making things up, Shen Yao decided to wrap things up: "Later, my uncle also died. My sister grew up alone and finally reunited with us, but due to some hardships, she got separated from us. We searched for a long time before we finally got news of her in the Mingshan Sect, so we ventured into the sea to find my sister at Longquan Cliff."

She stood up, and before the demons could react, she put on a tearful expression and said, "I'm going to rest for a while. You can do as you please."

She hurried into the greenhouse, and Feng Yu excused herself and followed her.

As soon as Shen Yao entered the inner room, she pounced on the bed, buried her face in the pillow, and laughed silently.

She laughed so hard she nearly fell over, a laugh that was both restrained and unrestrained.

It's not right to fool those naive sirens, but... I really want to burst out laughing! Hahahaha!

Is this the thrill of leaving sadness to the audience and keeping the joy for yourself?

Hahahaha...

When she finally tired of laughing and turned over to catch her breath, she met Feng Yu's gaze as he sat on the edge of the bed staring at her, and couldn't help but laugh again.

As she laughed, she noticed something was off about her husband's gaze. There was no smile in Yunhe's eyes; his expression was somewhat complicated.

She stopped laughing, sat up, and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Feng Yu picked her up and let her straddle his lap, his voice a little aggrieved: "I only realized today that my wife is such a good storyteller."

Shen Yao showed no remorse, wrapping her arms around his neck and saying, "A little trickery is fun, don't you think it's interesting?"

Feng Yu's eyes darkened further: "Tell me the truth, how many things have you been lying to me about over the years?"

Shen Yao frowned. Why was there still such a question waiting for her?

She thought about it carefully and said with certainty, "I don't think I've ever lied to you."

But her husband didn't seem to believe her. She was a little annoyed, but thinking of her husband's lack of security since childhood, she forgave his tantrum and sincerely said again, "I really didn't lie to you."

"Alright." His upturned phoenix eyes held a hint of scrutiny. "I happen to have some questions for you. You can answer honestly, or choose not to answer."

Shen Yao was sure there was nothing she couldn't say, so she slightly raised her chin and said, "Ask away."

A series of questions swirled on Feng Yu's tongue, but thinking about the consequences of asking them, he suddenly hesitated: "Never mind, I won't ask anymore."

He wanted to hold the fairy in his arms even tighter, but Shen Yao pushed him away and stared into his eyes: "Be brave and ask."

Feng Yu's eyes darted around and avoided her gaze: "Asking it out of the blue sounds like being unreasonable."

Shen Yao guessed some of it: "You're going to ask me again, will I take you with me when we return to Tianwaitian?"

She removed his mask, turned his face towards her, and said sternly, "Look at me!"

"Regarding this matter, I'm telling you one last time with absolute certainty: I will take you with me. Even if you can't go, I will stay here with you."

Her husband nodded slightly, and she softened her tone: "Yunhe, I trust you completely, and you should trust me completely too. I will never lie to you about anything concerning our relationship. Let's not fight amongst ourselves, okay?"

Feng Yu gave a soft "hmm".

Shen Yao hugged his waist and rested her head on his shoulder: "Any other questions? Ask them all today, and no more internal strife in the future."

Feeling the warmth in her arms, Feng Yu hugged her even tighter: "Did you and Jiang Ming have any private conversations before coming to the Feng family's treasure appraisal event?"

Shen Yao searched through the memories in her soul core: "Did we meet alone? Before the treasure appraisal event started, I ran into him once in the hall corridor. He was standing at the corner like a ghost. I accidentally bumped into him, and he asked me if I hated him. I admitted it and then left."

Feng Yu: "No, there's an even earlier one."

Shen Yao asked in confusion, "Even earlier?"

Feng Yu: "Well, otherwise why would I ask you if you dislike him when we first met?"

"Even earlier?" Her husband rested his chin on her shoulder, and she felt a weight on her right shoulder and warmth on her neck. "After the Spirit Herb Sect, I ran into him at the inn in Immortal Wood City. I recognized him as the murderer who stole my master's spiritual root. I stared at him for a while, and when he noticed me looking at him, he wouldn't let me leave. I scolded him, and he left muttering curses on his own."

"Oh." No wonder Jiang Ming's spiritual sense followed her throughout the treasure appraisal event. Feng Yu's tone was a little muffled: "You let him have his fun."

"What? You've had your fill of cursing?" Shen Yao was surprised. Shen Yao was speechless: "He really is sick. Let's not talk about him anymore, it's bad luck. Ask something else."

The immortal lord rubbed his chin against her shoulder: "You have reincarnated many times. Apart from those you don't remember, did you have a husband in your previous lives?"

Shen Yao thought to herself: 'For some reason, I have a feeling this is a trap. What's going on?'

"I died young in my previous life, so I didn't."

Feng Yu felt a pang of sympathy: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

Shen Yao didn't mind at all, and said with a faint smile, "It's okay. Luckily I died early, otherwise I might not have met you."

Feng Yu's eyes flickered, and she felt a sense of security again: "We'll meet again in the next life, and the life after that, for all eternity. We made a promise."

Shen Yao readily agreed: "Okay..." She would pamper her own husband.

Just when she thought she had gotten through this ordeal, a deep voice came from beside her, and an even more tricky question came: "What if in the future, when you remember your husband from your previous life, or even earlier..."

"Stop!" Shen Yao didn't want to talk anymore: "Let's not even talk about whether it happened or not. Even if it did, since you can forget it, the feelings must not have been deep. Don't worry about it."

Feng Yu straightened up, her phoenix eyes wide open, and put on a worried yet innocent expression: "Will you forget me?"

Shen Yao really didn't want to talk anymore; it was indeed a bit unreasonable: "Don't worry, when I remember you, I won't forget you."

The immortal lord sighed helplessly, then complained, "Yanzhou, you're being too perfunctory..."

The fairy punched him on the back and changed the subject: "Control yourself!"

She shifted, gesturing to his private parts: "It's poking me."

Feng Yu's face turned bright red, down to her ears.

The mischievous fairy clung to him again, kissed his earlobe, and whispered in his ear, "My lord, actually you want to..."

"No, I don't want to!" He felt that his scars hadn't faded yet, and that it would be a desecration to his beloved.

He lifted his wife down, put his mask back on, and stood up: "There are still many sea monsters outside. I'm going out to calm down for a while."

Behind her came Shen Yao's triumphant laughter, and the fairy followed: "I'll go out and take a look too."