"Wife, we were birds in the same forest—why be so desperate to torment each other?" Ren Xiaoyao lounged sideways on the grass, a blade of grass between his teeth as he spoke lazily.
"Wife?" Peacock was horrified and cursed angrily, "Who is your wife?"
"Hehe, we were husband and wife, and even had children together. How could you deny it now?" Ren Xiaoyao gazed at Peacock with a grin. "I'm so heartbroken!"
"You!!!" Peacock immediately recalled what she had experienced upon first entering the Heart Refining Cave. In that sweet memory buried deep within her heart, which she knew was not real, the husband with whom she had borne children—the familiar face she had either remembered or deliberately forgotten—was actually this Ren Xiaoyao before her, with his small eyes and flat nose!!!
Peacock was a pure maiden and might not have understood much about matters between men and women. Though what she had experienced in the illusion had been real beyond real, it had ultimately arisen from Peacock's own thoughts. Thus, everything between Peacock and Ren Xiaoyao within it could not possibly have been the ordinary affairs of men and women in the mortal world. Yet at the thought that she had borne this man children, how could Peacock distinguish truth from falsehood? Her entire face flushed crimson at once, her limbs went weak, and she swayed unsteadily. Ren Xiaoyao flashed over to her side and, as naturally as could be, wrapped an arm around her waist from behind. Smiling, he said, "Wife, be careful..."
Those ordinary words were precisely what Peacock's husband in the earlier illusion had often said. The moment they entered her ears, Peacock's barely stabilized state of mind collapsed again. Her face was aflame as she leaned against Ren Xiaoyao's shoulder, a blissful smile slowly blooming