Zhu Nanzhi fastened her belt and stepped forward to Lu Jin’an, adjusting his clothes before they walked together to the deck.
With her hands clasped behind her back, Zhu Nanzhi bounced to stand beside Qingyue, who had her arms crossed. She tilted her head and carefully examined the cool and aloof Sword Immortal’s face: "You’re so strange."
Mu Qingyue said softly, "You wouldn’t understand."
This feeling was reminiscent of the tis when her mother and Junior Brother were not at Taichu Peak, and she sneaked into her Junior Brother’s room to roll around on his bed.
A kind of stimulating sensation, worrying that she might be discovered at any mont.
"Doing it myself is better than watching," Zhu Nanzhi hooked her hair behind her ear: "I don’t understand you."
"It’s alright." Mu Qingyue glanced back at Lu Jin’an, thinking of the wicked side he showed earlier when deceiving the Holy Daughter, making her fall...
Her fingers, resting on her arms, slightly tightened, thinking that although Junior Brother’s performance was good, it could have been even more wicked...
’Senior Sister still needs to teach you.’
With this thought crossing her mind, Mu Qingyue looked toward the distant Taichu Peak, waiting for the end of her monthly cycle...
"Oh, right, oh right." Zhu Nanzhi looked at Mu Qingyue again: "Didn’t expect our monthly cycles to be so close."
"Junior Brother is listening."
"Husband wouldn’t mind this topic, would he?" Zhu Nanzhi turned around, grinning as she asked.
Lu Jin’an responded with a "hmm," and an idea for a prosperous invention crossed his mind.
’I should just open the largest won’s goods store on the Yunding Continent... all glittering with Spirit Crystals!’
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Taichu Peak, inside Taichu Hall.
"Not playing anymore."
Pei Wanyu casually tossed aside the chess piece in her hand, impatiently saying to Xiao Yinruo: "Jin’an is back, quickly get Nanzhi away."
Xiao Yinruo glared at her friend in annoyance: "I was just about to win!"
"I concede, I concede." Pei Wanyu waved her hand indifferently: "We’re about to land, hurry up, go quickly."
Xiao Yinruo speechlessly placed the chess piece down and stood up, knowing deep down that her friend was completely distracted; otherwise, how could she have been winning...
"Your mind is full of that kid, you don’t even care about your daughter!"
"Who else should I care about if not my disciple?" Pei Wanyu smiled slightly: "Jin’an takes care of Qingyue, I take care of Jin’an... it’s a lifelong matter."
Xiao Yinruo scoffed: "Choosing romance over friends."
"Heh~. If my disciple can care for , then you can..." Pei Wanyu’s voice paused, a glint of humor flashing through her eyes, maybe soday really.
’Yinruo, help push Jin’an a bit...’
With this thought crossing her mind, Pei Wanyu cleared her throat: "Hurry up, what are you waiting for?"
Xiao Yinruo rolled her eyes at her: "You didn’t even finish your sentence."
"It’s not important, go, go!"
Xiao Yinruo began to walk: "You’re like a consort who was sent to the cold palace, and now the Emperor suddenly visits."
"It’s ’Phoenix Queen’!"
"Heh."
In the plaza of Taichu Hall, the Flying Boat descended.
Lu Jin’an, Zhu Nanzhi, and Mu Qingyue had just reached the ground when suddenly a woman in a white dress, with a temperant slightly resembling Nanzhi’s, but more voluptuous, appeared in front of them.
"Palace Master Xiao." Lu Jin’an quickly bowed.
Noticing Lu Jin’an’s bow, Xiao Yinruo couldn’t help but wrinkle her brows, this boy was drenched in Nanzhi’s scent... and there was also a peculiar aroma, almost like musk.
"Hmm." Xiao Yinruo nodded slightly, glancing at the smiling Nanzhi... her eyes clearly revealed she had been well pampered.
Possibly on the Flying Boat throughout the journey back...
Would Qingyue not stop it?
As she thought about this, Xiao Yinruo glanced at Mu Qingyue, then spoke to Zhu Nanzhi: "Co with ."
Zhu Nanzhi blinked, not moving.
’I was hoping to bathe with my husband, a couple’s playful bath.’
"Master can say anything, there are no outsiders here." Zhu Nanzhi said, "And it’s getting late, maybe it can be discussed tomorrow?"
"Jin..." Xiao Yinruo looked at Lu Jin’an, her voice pausing: "The child I raised with my own hands is now completely attached to you in body and mind."
Lu Jin’an averted his eyes, feeling the strong pressure in Palace Master Xiao’s gaze.
He patted Nanzhi’s lower back: "Palace Master Xiao surely has important matters, you should go first."
Lu Jin’an thought, after all, Palace Master Xiao is practically like half a mother to Nanzhi, and it’s important to maintain a good relationship with future in-laws.
Zhu Nanzhi glanced at her husband, then at her master, nodded obediently.
"Co." Xiao Yinruo turned and started walking toward Cuiqing Inn.
"Husband can take a slower bath~" Zhu Nanzhi whispered to Lu Jin’an, then hurried to catch up with Xiao Yinruo, affectionately wrapping her arm around Xiao Yinruo’s as if they were sisters.
Wanting to quickly end the conversation, she absent-mindedly reached her hand towards Xiao Yinruo’s hand: "Master, what is it?"
"I’ll tell you later..." Xiao Yinruo paused her speech, feeling that her disciple’s palm was sowhat sticky.
Her eyelid twitched: "You didn’t bathe?"
"That’s why I wanted to bathe with my husband first." Zhu Nanzhi lightly snorted.
"..."
Xiao Yinruo parted her red lips slightly, suggesting that her hand might have brushed against Lu Jin’an’s sweat when she touched Nanzhi’s hand?
This, this...
"Master?" Zhu Nanzhi looked at Xiao Yinruo in confusion: "What’s wrong?"
"Nothing." Xiao Yinruo took a light breath, comforting herself that it was just sweat... in the future when Lu Jin’an and Nanzhi truly marry, she as the master will inevitably have physical contact with Lu Jin’an.
Such as during a tea ceremony.
"Just thinking you’re becoming bolder and bolder." Xiao Yinruo said calmly: "Not even bathing first."
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