Even ordinary couples inevitably experience friction. Kong Qingyan once believed that she had given up everything for love, leaving her parents behind, and that she should be happy. But as time passed and her beauty faded, the person beside her had long since changed.

"Greetings, elder sister..." The beautiful woman had a graceful figure, wearing a light pink dress with a slender waist. Her cloud-like black hair was tied up with a single white ribbon, and her skirt fluttered as she moved.

A dignified woman, dressed in a deep purple dress, with her hair styled in a traditional Chinese updo and adorned with a ruby ​​headdress, sat in the seat of honor, her eyes fixed on the woman below her, seemingly mesmerized.

Time had been relatively kind to her, but the silver strands at her temples and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes still betrayed her age. Years of living as an official's wife had given her a touch of dignity, but also a hint of worldly vicissitudes, making her no longer the lively and charming young girl she once was.

"Madam?" The handsome middle-aged man beside her nudged the woman with a puzzled look, a hint of displeasure in his expression.

"Please have some tea, sister." The charming woman knelt down, holding up a teacup, her eyes lowered and obedient, but the alluring and seductive glances revealed that she was a woman who would not stay at home.

Mechanically picking up her teacup and taking a sip, Kong Qingyan stood up and went back to her room before anyone could speak, preferring to stay out of sight.

"Master, is Madam dissatisfied with me in some way?" The woman asked, her face full of grievance, as she nestled into Liu Yishui's arms with a pitiful expression.

"It's nothing, she's always been like this." Liu Yishuiqing embraced the beauty, having no time to care about his wife.

As night fell, a man dressed in fine clothes entered the courtyard and frowned as he looked at the woman sitting in front of the embroidery frame, waiting listlessly.

"Are you protesting against me by looking like this?" Liu Yishui sat opposite Kong Qingyan. He was no longer the poor scholar he once was, but a high-ranking official of the third rank in the court. His position and power were naturally no longer what they used to be.

“Protest? What right do I have to protest, sir?” Kong Qingyan curled her lips.

"In my heart, you are my only wife, and Yan'er is my only legitimate son. Isn't that enough?" Liu Yishui frowned as he looked at the other person's lifeless appearance.

How lively, charming, and adorable Kong Qingyan was back then! Now, however, he's like a stagnant pool of lifeless water, unable to stir up even the slightest ripple.

"I gave up so much for you back then, countless years of my life, my parents, my noble status, and this is how you treat me?" Kong Qingyan suddenly looked up at Liu Yishui, her eyes flashing with hatred. This was the man who destroyed her love and her life.

Unlike other wives from official families who were used to their husbands having multiple wives and concubines, she maintained the dignity of a principal wife while spending her life in an empty room.

She was the high and mighty Fairy Qingyan, cherished by countless people. From a young age, she vowed to be with only one person for life, and she gave up everything for this, only to end up in this situation. How could she not feel embarrassed?

Sitting before the embroidery frame, gazing at the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water, Kong Qingyan felt only immense irony. The window was gently pushed open, and fallen leaves fluttered down, just like her withered heart, crumbling into dust.

"If I hadn't protected you, you would have died long ago." A tear slid down her cheek, and Kong Qingyan couldn't tell whether she felt pain or regret.

"Then what do you want from me? You can't even tolerate a mere woman? I've served you for so many years and never taken a concubine. Is this the only one you can't tolerate?" Liu Yishui felt that he had a point. Every man around him had three wives and four concubines. He felt that he had done everything he could.

"No. Liu Yishui, you lied to me and betrayed me." Kong Qingyan turned her head away, no longer looking at the other person's face, clearly acting as if to drive him away. She suffered in silence, with no one to confide in. Although she had long regretted her actions back then, she no longer had the chance to make amends.

Even if it's just for her own pride, she has to grit her teeth and get through this life.

The civilization of the immortal realm is ultimately too low. No matter how high one's cultivation level is, there will come a time when one's lifespan will end. Ascension is simply absurd.

However, Wuyou was very satisfied with her life in this world. She maintained order in the immortal realm, spreading the name Zhang Wuyou throughout the entire realm. She was no longer an appendage of others, but simply herself. Free and unrestrained, carefree.

Back in the system space, Zhang Wuyou's emotions receded like the tide. He sat quietly on the sofa, resting his chin on his hand, lost in thought, not even paying attention to the points summarized by the system.

[Congratulations, host, on completing the task. Task settlement will now begin.]

[Zhang Wuyou's mission satisfaction is 100%, 100 points; his lifelong dedication to upholding justice is 150 points.]

[Host, what's wrong?] San San and Wu You have always had a pleasant working relationship. This is the first time he has ever seen Wu You show this kind of expression.

"I just find it a little strange, Tang Chi... how could he like me?" Wuyou tilted her head, looking very confused.

Five hundred years after they met, Tang Chi surprisingly confessed his feelings to her. Wu You found this very strange and rejected him without hesitation, assuming it was just a passing fancy. She didn't see the unwavering love of Kong Qingyan, which ultimately ended in a tragic, numb reunion. She had no expectations for love.

What was initially thought to be just a minor episode in their long lives turned out to be Tang Chi's consistent confession frequency of once every hundred years, making his feelings known throughout the entire immortal realm. People around them often teased them about it.

Until the very end of his life, Tang Chi still held her watch and loved her, never marrying.

"With your excellence, it's normal for men to be attracted to you. Tang Chi is just a passerby in your life; you don't need to take him to heart." San San felt a jolt in her heart and spoke these words, sounding somewhat guilty, but Wu You didn't notice.

He chose Wuyou as his host because she suffered from emotional deficiency disorder and found it difficult to develop strong feelings for someone. Such a person would not be burdened by emotions when carrying out missions in the mission world, making her undoubtedly the best choice.

“That’s true.” Wuyou nodded, then closed her eyes to rest for a while before looking at her attribute panel.

Name: Wuyou

Gender: Female (variable)

Mental Strength: 20

Luck value: 5

Sentiment level: 0.06%

Points: 985

Grade: E (40%)

Item: Portable Space

Skills: Advanced Alchemy, Intermediate Ancient Martial Arts, Basic Cooking, Basic Embroidery, Basic Politician, Basic Languages, Intermediate Swordsmanship, Basic Spells

Mission protection period: three times

Vacation time: 45 times

Looking at the increasingly full task panel, Wuyou's doubts had long since vanished, leaving only a sense of fullness. Just like a hamster hoarding food, she had the same concept, after all, it was a guarantee.

"Let's move on to the next task!"