Xiao Chen glared at Shen Qinghe's lips, "Even if you don't say it, I know you've been fooling around with the Wuya Sword behind Brother Changsheng's back. Shen Qinghe, how desperately do you need a man that you won't even let go of a Sword Spirit?"
Why could she kiss a Sword Spirit, but not him?
The thought flashed through his mind, and suddenly, he realized he was actually jealous of a Sword Spirit.
He was clearly in love with Nan Sheng, so why did he feel possessive over Shen Qinghe?
"You can think whatever you want, you may leave now," Shen Qinghe dismissed, assuming Xiao Chen was just taking up for Yan Changsheng.
She and Yan Changsheng were going to divorce sooner or later...
No, that's not right, this is just an Illusory Realm. Aside from the Snow Bone Grass, everything else here is an illusion, including the people and events, and of course, the Wuya Sword. She wouldn't get carried away.