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Chapter 168 I Want to Be Like You, Able to Sing
Dan Yue looked up at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, her azure fish tail swaying and stretching in the sea.

His emotions were surging like a tide, and he was even somewhat afraid to look at her.

But the gaze was too intense, burning his heart, and he finally turned his face away to look at it.

This sight nearly caused him to stop breathing.

Fu Ying's face was deathly pale, even her once rosy lips had lost all color, like a bubble about to burst. He subconsciously reached out and hugged her, his voice trembling without him even realizing it: "What happened?"

"It's nothing, I'm just tired. Let's sit for a while." Fu Ying gently shook her head, her hair brushing against his neck and bringing up a bit of moisture. She then wrapped her arms around his waist, her fingertips lightly stroking the fine scales on his abdomen.

Dan Yue suddenly stiffened, even her tail fin stretched into a sharp arc, and when she gently swayed, it created a series of chaotic bubbles in the seawater.

Fuying, seemingly oblivious, pulled him to sit down on a rock.

The moment their fins touched, the scales rubbed together, producing a soft sound like a string of silver bells.

She deliberately wrapped her tail around his, the cool touch causing the thin membrane of Dan Yue's tail fin to stretch out, blooming into a translucent veil in the ocean current. He dared not move, neither dodging nor responding.

Dan Yue's Adam's apple bobbed, her thin lips parted several times, as if she wanted to say something to break the awkward atmosphere, but in the end, she could only stammer out, "Your tail..."

Fu Ying blinked, her eyelashes glistening with tiny water droplets that, in the moonlight, resembled stars about to fall, yet also held a mischievous glint: "Is it pretty? Do you like it?"

As she spoke, she deliberately flicked her crimson fishtail, stirring up a string of glistening water droplets.

Dan Yue felt her face burning, the blush spreading all the way to her collarbone, almost vying with the dazzling red fox markings on her neck. Did he like her? Should he still like her?

This idea seems even more dangerous than the Abyss of Demons.

Fu Ying didn't mind his silence, and gently tilted her head to rest it on his shoulder.

The ancient chants of the mermaids drifted from afar, lingering in her ears. With her eyes closed, her tail fin swayed unconsciously to the rhythm, her voice as soft as a dream: "Dan Yue, sing for me."

Merfolk have the most beautiful voices, capable of making people willingly fall into their trap. As the young patriarch of the Merfolk clan, Dan Yue's singing voice is bewitching, which was one of the reasons why the original owner of this body targeted him.

Dan Yue's body was still somewhat stiff, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down a few times. He hesitated slightly, but in this situation, he still parted his thin lips slightly, and a series of melodious notes flowed from his throat.

The singing was initially a bit hesitant, but gradually it became more fluent.

As Fuying listened to the melodious song, her crimson tail fin swayed in response.

She curved her lips into a smile, her fingertips gently tracing the patterns on his scales: "Dan Yue, I know that all the suffering we've endured can't be easily made up for. I hope you can be free forever, and I won't bind you to come with me."

"But could you leave me one of the little mermaids?"

Her voice became even lighter: "I want to be like you, with a blue tail and the ability to sing."

Upon hearing this, Dan Yue's body stiffened even more; he finally understood what her promise meant.

Back when she left the Oasis Tribe, she had mentioned wanting to have children with him. At the time, he felt it was an insult, but now that his star pattern has been reshaped and he can return home, she has brought it up again.

Her voice was very genuine.

He was certain that she genuinely wanted to have a child with him.

This thought made Dan Yue's heart burn, but it suddenly cooled down in the face of the taboo surrounding the past.

He didn't know whether he should continue to pester her; the pain from before seemed to be etched into his very bones. He hesitated, yet couldn't help but wonder, what would it be like if he became her father?
He wouldn't let her bear the burden of raising the cubs alone. And that little life, would it be a lively and active male, or a delicate and cheerful little female? Would its tail be like his?

It should be very cute, right? It will be a very beautiful little one.

Lost in thought, Dan Yue's mind wandered far away.

He only snapped out of his daze when he heard even breathing beside him and turned to look at Fuying.

The moonlight, like a veil, gently covered her body.

She was so tired that her skin was almost transparent in the moonlight, as if it would dissipate at the slightest touch. Her long eyelashes drooped, casting two faint shadows, and her narrow, beautiful eyes were closed quietly at this moment.

She was still so beautiful, not much different from how I remembered her, yet completely different.

Her once stunning and flamboyant eyes were now tinged with weariness, and even in her sleep her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was experiencing a grief he could not understand. He suddenly remembered Xingyao's words.

At the tribal trade fair, she was stabbed through the heart by her own male.

He didn't know who the nine-star patterned beastman was, but with his purple curly hair and strange fragrance, it could only be Luo Heng. The most timid and weak beastman in the past had actually pierced his partner's heart with a bone knife.

Thinking of this, Dan Yue's heart couldn't help but clench with pain.

He didn't know how to explain this feeling, so he just stared at her quietly, his fingertips twitching slightly, wanting to reach out and smooth her brows, but he stopped in mid-air, afraid of disturbing her.

In the ocean current, their tail fins gently overlapped.

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When Fuying regained consciousness, sunlight streamed through the cracks in the wooden house and pierced her eyes.

She propped herself up and sat up, her fingertips touching the cool silk beneath her. Looking at the dilapidated little house, she called out in a hoarse voice, "Dan Yue?"

Fuying waited for a long time, but there was no movement.

She frowned. Could it be that this guy just ran away after his star pattern was reshaped and he got a tail?

"Fuying? You're awake!" Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

Jingxiang rushed in, the pearl shells in her hair jingling. Seeing Fuying, she breathed a sigh of relief, even patting her chest, a hint of lingering fear in her voice: "You've been asleep for so long! I thought..."

Fu Ying smiled slightly: "It's just that I consumed some energy and blood when reshaping the star pattern. It's nothing. How about Dan Yue?"

Jingxiang pouted: "I was the first to care about you, and you, on the other hand, ask someone else first."

Fu Ying tilted her head slightly, a gentle smile appearing in her eyes: "That's none other than my beast husband."

Jingxiang rolled her eyes, and chuckled, "Yes, beast husband, that's right. But your beast husband's sister is here, and she's not exactly a good-tempered person."

Towards the end, Whale Fragrance's tone took on a hint of schadenfreude.

She hadn't forgotten how badly the Merfolk chief treated Fu Ying back in the Merfolk territory!
"You've arrived?" Fu Ying raised an eyebrow slightly, then thought of yesterday's tidal night, and it wasn't surprising.

She was no longer in a hurry to go out and look for people. Instead, she calmly took out the seven-colored, shimmering egg.

The eggshell gleamed with a lustrous sheen, undulating gently in her palm. She could feel the life pulsating within, and it was a size larger than when it was first born, with even the surface patterns becoming more exquisite.

(End of this chapter)