Lady Yan's body was not only hard, but also began to emit cold air.
She was truly angry now.
Li Yuan, helpless, could only lean closer, prop himself up slightly, stretch his neck, and whisper in her ear: "I have some peculiarities, born with seemingly endless longevity.
I was worried before that you might grow old and die, so I never told you. But now there's no need to worry."
Lady Yan snorted charmingly and said: "Liar!"
Li Yuan quickly said: "Not lying, not even lying to ghosts..."
Lady Yan, unusually proud, said: "I, don't, believe."
Li Yuan said: "Here's the thing, when your husband breaks through to Fifth Grade and forges weapons here, I'll perform and show you."
"Let's just forget it, don't use that life-shortening thing..."
"No, Sister Yan, I really have a lot of longevity, more than I can use up. It's an innate constitution that awakened when I was seventeen."
"I've become a ghost, how come I didn't know about such a constitution?"
