3 PM.

Gu Yan was lying on the stone platform, idly flipping through various spells, while also thinking about how to teach them to control fire.

Suddenly, a soft moan rang out, and Mu Yumeng slowly opened her bright, beautiful eyes, her face filled with surprise.

She has completely transformed the true energy in her body into spiritual energy and stabilized it at the mid-stage of the third level of the Spirit Opening Realm.

Moreover, my skin seems firmer and more elastic.

It felt like I was eighteen again.

"Mengmeng, how was it? Your husband didn't lie to you, did he?" Gu Yan said, turning to the side, his eyes fixed on her fair and delicate body.

"I thank my husband for bestowing upon me this divine skill," Mu Yumeng said, lowering her eyes. She then swept her hair behind her back, revealing her perfect figure to the air without any cover.

I sat bolt upright the moment I saw the ancient romance novel. (Don't ask why, it's embarrassing.)

"Mengmeng, what are you doing? You'll catch a cold. Put your clothes on quickly," Gu Yan said considerately.

I picked up the undergarment and wanted to help her put it on.

As a result, Mu Yumeng directly blocked his movement, looked up and looked at him, her face flushed, her pink lips slightly parted, and she whispered, "If my husband doesn't mind my plain appearance, then let me help you relieve your discomfort."

"Silly girl, what do you mean by 'plain-looking'? You are the most beautiful and charming woman I have ever seen. Even Xue'er can't compare to you," Gu Yan said, stroking her face.

"Hmm, my husband, please sit there." Mu Yumeng said, biting her pink lips, her heart pounding as if several little deer were running wild.

Was I really that perfect in his eyes?

Does he not mind that I've had a child?

You don't mind my age...

In an instant, countless pieces of information filled her mind, all praising how wonderful ancient romance novels were.

"Haha, you're not allowed to be greedy this time," Gu Yan said with a sense of accomplishment.

"Hmph, that's none of my business, husband. I'll do whatever I want myself, I just don't know if you're capable." Mu Yumeng covered her mouth and laughed. After thinking it through, she felt that things would go very smoothly from now on.

Gu Yan frowned, but seeing the other person's expression, he didn't say anything.

Helplessly, he lay on the rock, smelled the fragrant scent of his undergarment, and his eyes lit up. He sat up again.

Mu Yumeng could already guess what was going to happen next just by looking at the sniffing motion.

"Mengmeng, you know what I mean, right?" Gu Yan said meaningfully.

"Yes, please forgive any shortcomings, my husband," Mu Yumeng said, blushing. She had guessed that this was how it would be.

She glanced at her impressive features and breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, she was extraordinary; otherwise, she wouldn't even be able to keep her man.

Then he moved closer to his dead husband...

"Haha, uh..." Gu Yan could only laugh in a very strange way.

Looking down at that snow-white, delicate body, now completely flushed pink, he felt a pang of tenderness and gently stroked her head in comfort.

More than an hour passed.

Gu Yan lay on the stone platform, his eyes unfocused. A woman lay in his arms, her skin as white as snow, her features exquisite, and she wore a pale yellow dress that made her appear utterly holy. However, at that moment, her fingers were drawing circles on Gu Yan's chest.

"Husband, are you satisfied?" Mu Yumeng asked, inhaling sharply. With each breath, she felt a sharp pain.

"Yes, Mengmeng is indeed the best." Gu Yan said with a smile, kissing her smooth forehead.

The other party had just been doing their best to help him solve his problems, without even taking care of their own health.

It turned bright red, and every breath was accompanied by a stinging pain.