Jue "watched" herself smilingly point to the table, then smilingly bring over the breakfast she had just made, chatting about trivial household matters with Wei Yuan, who was dressed in casual clothes, and gently humming a ballad, talking about her friends' weddings.

Then, it was just like the life of ordinary people.

Wei Yuan changed his clothes, preparing to go out to work. Jue watched "herself" see Wei Yuan off at the door, then very familiarly reach out and tidy up the hem of the young man's clothes, the intimate appearance making the girl's true spirit widen her eyes, her brain lagging.

After that, it seemed to be something that "herself" in this environment would do.

Jue saw 'herself' lightly stand on tiptoe, leaning towards Wei Yuan's cheek.

The celestial maiden's eyes widened.

No, no, no!

This wouldn't do!

She couldn't care about anything else. Originally planning to directly break this illusion, she directly entered the body of herself inside the illusion. The museum director's face was close at hand. She forcefully maintained her composure, changed her body's movements, pretended to pat Wei Yuan's hair casually, tidied up his hair, and took two steps back.

Her heart beat faster, her face smiling:

"That's about right."

"Hurry up and go."

She saw Wei Yuan turn around and leave with a strange expression, a mix of loss and normalcy. The neighbor next door was a single man named Zhang Yue. When he went out, the child greeted Wei Yuan:

"Uncle Wei, good luck at work!"

Then Wei Yuan replied weakly, "Okay..."

After Wei Yuan walked away, because Zhang Yue hurriedly went in to get something, Zhang Xiaoyu stood in place and looked down at the ants. When she looked up, she saw Jue at the door, a bright smile appearing on her face as she waved her hand: "Good morning, Sister Jue!"

The girl waved her hand: "Good morning, Xiaoyu..."

Zhang Xiaoyu pointed to her ear and smiled, "Sister Jue, it's red here."

The girl was stunned, and lifted the long hair at her temples, discovering that her temples were completely red.

Zhang Xiaoyu pointed to her cheek, smiling mischievously, "Shame, shame."

"Xiaoyu, manners, manners."

Zhang Yue gently patted the little girl's head, smiled apologetically, and then drove to take the child away. The celestial maiden breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and returned to the house, her face burning hot, and it took her a long time to react.

He was still very concerned about the Hetu Luoshu (River Diagram and Luo River Writing) stele he saw when he entered the secret realm.

Jue didn't say anything, just nodded silently.

ps: Third update today...

Today's third update. Although it was a previously determined plot structure similar to the prisoner's dilemma or blind selection, writing it made me feel like a salted fish. Hopefully, I can update early tomorrow. If not, there will only be two updates tomorrow.

Lying down like a corpse... (Peaceful)