At this moment, Lin Yuan no longer had her phoenix robe and was wearing a thin white dress. There were four bloody holes on her chest, her cheeks were stained with blood, her long hair was disheveled, and she looked extremely embarrassed.

She ran in front of Chen Qingmo and subconsciously gathered her hair to make herself look more dignified.

The smile on her face was joyful and bright, full of anticipation for the future.

"Mother!"

When Wu Yiren saw Lin Yuan covered in blood, she was shocked and wanted to rush out, but was blocked by the magic circle again.

Chen Qingmo looked at her in surprise: "Yuan'er, why are you so badly injured?"

Lin Yuan smiled and shook her head: "It's okay, husband, let's go."

Chen Qingmo did not move. Lin Yuan looked at him puzzledly: "Husband?"

Chen Qingmo suddenly took her hand and pointed at the beautiful scenery around:

"Yuan'er, do you still remember the first time we met?"

Lin Yuan was startled, then a smile appeared on her face: "Of course I remember... That day was my birthday, I was feeling depressed, and came here alone. I wanted to see the scenery, but I didn't expect to see you."

"At that time, you were just like you are now, standing on the edge of the cliff, holding a book in your hand, but you were so engrossed in reading that you almost fell off."

"I flew over and caught you, and at that time, my dear, your face was as red as a woman's."

"I was thinking, this person is really interesting, he clearly has no cultivation, yet he came to such a dangerous place to read books."

"Later..." Chen Qingmo took it and continued with a smile:

"I drew a portrait of you. Does that make you think I'm not that stupid?"

Lin Yuan was gently embraced by him, with a shy look on her face like a young girl: "Husband, you are still laughing at me. That was the first time we met. How could I know that you would be the man destined for me?"

"Yes." Chen Qingmo recalled: "Later I returned home and had long forgotten about this matter. I didn't expect you to come to my house a few days later. That's when I realized that you were the Queen of the West!"

Lin Yuan also recalled the sweet memories, and the smile on her face became more charming:

"But you are not afraid of me at all, my husband."

"You are so graceful, skilled, and beautiful, why should I be afraid of you?"

Chen Qingmo smiled, but also felt a little regretful: "I just feel pity, why would such a fairy girl fall into the mortal world and marry Wu Zheng?"

"Husband, I'm sorry."

Lin Yuan looked ashamed and whispered:

"I followed the orders of my master and could only play along with Wu Zhengxu. I was unable to give you my pure body."

"It doesn't matter. You have already given me a daughter with good talent. Whether you are innocent or not has nothing to do with me."

Chen Qingmo's voice suddenly changed, becoming indifferent and cold. Lin Yuan was startled and looked up blankly.

But she found her body cold. The husband who had been holding her in his arms had left her at some point and was standing far away on the other side of the mountain.

Lin Yuan hurriedly said, "Husband, be careful, it's dangerous there."

The place where Chen Qingmo was standing at this moment was the place where Chen Qingmo almost fell off the cliff when the two met for the first time.

Suddenly, Chen Qingmo slipped and fell down again.

"Husband!"

Lin Yuan exclaimed, and regardless of her own serious injuries, she flew over to save the other person.

The next moment, the expression on that dignified and beautiful face froze.

I saw a man who had no cultivation at all standing in the air, with his clothes fluttering in the wind, like a real immortal.

Lin Yuan stood below him, looking up blankly.

"Husband... don't you have no cultivation?"

Chen Qingmo looked indifferent and sneered, "Yuan'er, you are so innocent, how did Yu Weixian like you?"

Lin Yuan looked at him in shock: "How do you know my master's name?"

"Lin Yuan's master is Yu Weixian?!"

"The man in the myth?"

At this moment, Tan Tai Mingyue and Wu Yiren, who were trapped in the house by an isolation magic circle, were watching everything happening on the top of Yuanlin Mountain through a revealing magic circle.

They were both surprised to hear Chen Qingmo mention the name "Yu Weixian".

For the people of Hongzhou mainland, Yu Weixian, who chopped wood and watched the mountains for a hundred years, became a god in one day, and ascended to heaven overnight, is a household mythological figure.

The mythological story of "becoming an immortal by viewing the mountains" has been passed down for 10,000 years. It is so long ago that no one believes that there really was a person named Yu Weixian.

It's just a myth.

But unexpectedly, Chen Qingmo actually said that Yu Weixian was Lin Yuan's master.

"Is Yu Weixian in Feixian Pavilion?"

Tan Tai Ming Yue and Wu Yi Ren were just wondering when they saw something unexpected happen on the top of Yuan Lin Mountain.

"Who are you? You are not my husband!"

Lin Yuan's expression turned cold, and spiritual energy surged in her body.

Chen Qingmo chuckled and snapped his fingers. The spiritual energy around Lin Yuan instantly shattered. She spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards weakly.

Chen Qingmo appeared behind her, hugged her, and said softly:

"Yuan'er, you still like to lie to yourself. Aren't you familiar with my aura?"

As he said this, he actually lowered his head and kissed Lin Yuan's lips.

“Mother!!”

When Wu Yiren saw her mother being insulted in such a way, her eyes suddenly turned red. She rushed towards the isolating magic circle with all her strength, but still could not break through.

She could only watch Lin Yuan being held in the man's arms and humiliated.

After a while, Chen Qingmo finally stopped and looked at the weak Lin Yuan in his arms with a gentle smile:

"Yuan'er, are you sure now?"

Lin Yuan stared at him blankly, tears streaming down her face: "Why did you lie to me?"

Chen Qingmo held her and flew back to the top of Yuanlin Mountain. He laughed and said, "Yuan'er, don't you understand?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and suddenly a huge portrait appeared in the air.

The painting shows Yuanlin Mountain and a couple on the top of the mountain.

The appearance of that man and woman was exactly the same as Lin Yuan and Chen Qingmo at this moment.

“This painting…”

Lin Yuan opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Chen Qingmo in disbelief.

"How did it end up in your hands?"

This painting was exactly the one that Wu Zheng hung in Feng Palace when he was setting an ambush and preparing to kill Lin Yuan.

Chen Qingmo smiled and stroked Lin Yuan's face lovingly with his fingers:

"Yuan'er, every time you come to see me, you are very careful and secretive, avoiding others. Have you ever wondered how ordinary people like Wu Zheng and Wu Tai can know about you and me?"

Lin Yuan's pale lips trembled: "Could it be..."

"Yes, it's me."

As Chen Qingmo spoke, his appearance changed and he turned into a personal eunuch beside Wu Zheng.

Lin Yuan's eyes widened in disbelief: "You told Wu Zheng and Wu Tai? Why? Why?!"

Chen Qingmo laughed and said, "I planned to meet you just to borrow the body of the heir of Feixian Pavilion to give birth to a daughter with good talent. Now that my goal has been achieved, I will naturally withdraw safely."

"But I didn't expect you to be so infatuated and want to keep pestering me."

"If I take my daughter away, you will definitely follow me, which will be a bit troublesome."

"I have no choice but to resort to this last resort."

"After all, it's Yiren who's useful to me, not you."

Chen Qingmo hugged Lin Yuan and said with a smile: "Yuan'er, don't hate me."