Of course, I would never refuse; I wish I could visit the residences of all the gods every day.

It's a pity that Mo Han later became the famous God of War in the Heavenly Realm, and he earned me more money than I could ever spend.

I was strictly forbidden from going to other deities' residences to earn money, so I never went there again.

After all, if I had to choose between getting money for nothing and having to work hard to earn it, the first option would definitely be more appealing.

Looking back now, I realize that my husband, Mo Han, truly adored me. Even before we were officially married, he took meticulous care of me.

I had almost no reason to refuse this arranged marriage.

So I accepted it with great satisfaction. Although my father and mother arranged the marriage for me without my consent, I was still very satisfied with him.

If I hadn't met Ji Ruchen, I probably would have been firmly held in Mo Han's grasp for the rest of my life.

"How are you?"

At this moment, Mo Han was somewhat disappointed, her eyes were still slightly red, and she held my hand and placed it on her face, full of nervousness.

I don't know what's wrong with him. He's probably afraid I'll just die like this.

He's always been more worried about me than about himself.

I gave up my life without his consent this time, which probably frightened him.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

I tried to sit up and smooth his slightly furrowed brow, wanting to comfort him, but he awkwardly pulled away.

I saw it very clearly; it dodged it, something that has never happened before.

Life is unpredictable. It seems that this time I descended to the mortal realm, and it wasn't just me who changed; Mo Han also seems to have changed.

Judging from how clingy Mo Han used to be, he would definitely have abandoned everything to accompany me to the mortal world. But not only did he not accompany me down to the mortal world, I didn't even see him when I came back.

He only arrived now, which is unlike his usual style, and that's one reason.

Furthermore, I just touched him, but he dodged away without leaving a trace. The Mo Han of the past would never have done that. That's the second point.

These two points clearly show that Mo Han has changed; perhaps he's tired of supporting a useless good-for-nothing like me.

Or perhaps she has someone else she likes.

I was surprised by this sudden thought of mine.

For the first time in three thousand years, I've never thought that Mo Han would fall in love with a woman other than me.

Logically speaking, he was a renowned war god in the heavens, ruling over a region at a young age. He was the second grandson of the Heavenly Emperor and the designated candidate for the Heavenly Emperor.

The goddesses who like him must stretch from here all the way to the Netherworld.

But over the years, apart from me, I've never heard of him having any private relationship with that goddess.

His private life was as clean as a blank sheet of paper. Other gods of similar status and slightly higher rank were all indulging in pleasures today and drinking and singing tomorrow.

I was too carefree; I never imagined that one day a woman would appear to compete with me for him.

Perhaps Mo Han's boundless pampering of me has spoiled me into becoming an idiot.

"What’s wrong with you?"

I withdrew my hand, hid under the covers, and asked him.

He didn't speak, as if he was hesitating about something.

After a moment, he said:

"This will never happen again. I will stay by your side every step of the way, I promise."

He seemed to be speaking to me, yet also to himself.

I know he was regretting not being there for me when I was in trouble.

"It's alright, look at me, I'm perfectly fine, your wife is tough."