"Master commands you to sever ties with that mysterious woman, do you understand?"
"Are you the wife my disciple married in the Nanzhuo Domain? You're quite pretty, but don't think you've taken his first ti, do you?"
"Without the three letters of engagent, six marital ceremonies, formal matchmaker, or the eight carried sedan, what kind of marriage is that?"
"You're just a featherless girl, what do you know about love?"
"He's been by my side since he was ten. I understand the ways of a woman better than you, and I know my disciple prefers a mature woman like !"
"Co, let your Fake Lady see how comfortable Master can make you..."
Bang—
Watching helplessly as her husband walked into the room with that indistinct mature woman, watching him willingly undress for her...
Indulging and unable to extricate himself, saying "Master, indeed, more tender," Zhu Nanzhi's eyes widened, feeling anxious and angry, she barely uttered a "No," when a whirlwind sensation overca her, and in the next mont, she opened her eyes on the floor, breathing heavily.
Under the loose nightgown, her fair and delicate body was drenched in cold sweat, dark green hair in disarray sticking to her forehead, her aloof face sowhat pale.
"Huff, huff..."
As Zhu Nanzhi caught her breath and realized her surroundings, her tense and graceful body gradually relaxed.
"A dream..."
Zhu Nanzhi bit her lower lip lightly. Although she was sowhat relieved, thinking of the dream still made her angry!
With so many powerful cultivators on the continent, why must her husband choose a woman as his Master? Is she that pretty!?
Especially since she wouldn't even acknowledge her relationship with her husband... Even if it was a fake marriage, they had been living together for a year and a half, 'you in , and I in you', who is she to deny her disciple's marriage?
Claiming she understood the ways of won better, doesn't she understand the allure of a featherless girl!?
It was only when Han Wu rushed in worriedly asking questions that Zhu Nanzhi temporarily suppressed her rampant thoughts.
"Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Why are you sweating so much?"
"It's nothing." Zhu Nanzhi sat by the bed, looking at the bedroom she had shared with her husband for over half a year: "What ti is it now?"
"Just reached the period from 5 a.m. to 7 a.m." Han Wu cautiously replied, seeing the Holy Daughter's unwell expression: "Did you have a nightmare?"
Zhu Nanzhi was silent for a few seconds, then through gritted teeth said, "My husband's Master must be an unwanted old woman, hence trying to seduce him!"
"Huh?" Han Wu was taken aback: "Wh-what?"
Zhu Nanzhi looked at Han Wu, speaking seriously: "Otherwise why would she take a ten-year-old husband as a disciple? She must have so ulterior motive, this totally goes against the ethics of a Master!"
Han Wu's lips moved slightly, thinking that so geniuses are taken in by powerful figures at an early age.
The Holy Daughter herself was taken by the Palace Master when she was young, wasn't the Palace Master both a stern teacher and caring mother, does that also an she had ulterior motives?
But Han Wu understood. It was yesterday when that guy ntioned, "My Master is a woman," that triggered the nightmare.
Since returning yesterday, the Holy Daughter's expression had been gloomy, dreaming because of what's on one's mind is normal...
Hence, Han Wu stood by Zhu Nanzhi's side, saying, "I think you're right!"
"It must be that way!" Zhu Nanzhi nodded, "That woman surely doesn't understand how rare featherless girls are, that's why she thinks the husband would choose her, that old woman!"
"Huh? Umm, umm..." Han Wu, not knowing how to respond, thought to herself, you haven't even t that guy's Master, yet just because of a dream, you think you've conversed with her and taken her words seriously?
"If she intends to raise the husband only to consu him, I will never let her succeed..." Zhu Nanzhi's voice, earnest but fading, mumbled as her expression shifted: "Did she already consu the husband?"
"The husband wouldn't refuse delectable flesh offered to him, otherwise he wouldn't have consud half a year ago, so if his shaless Master seduces him..."
Zhu Nanzhi couldn't help but clench her fists, then slapped her palm on the bed in dissatisfaction, turning to Han Wu and asked, "Do you know how to determine if a man is having his first ti?"
"?" Han Wu, wide-eyed and pointing at herself, with a 'Do I look like I understand n?' expression: "Holy Daughter, I too grew up in Qingmiao Palace.
Besides, I've only interacted with Lu An following you, how could I know?"
"True." Zhu Nanzhi furrowed her elegant brow and averted her eyes. "I can only ask Master and see if she knows."
Han Wu blinked, saying nothing, then heard Zhu Nanzhi suddenly ask, "Do you think the husband has any seductive Senior Sisters or adorable Junior Sisters around him?"
After thinking for a while, Han Wu said, "What if he's not from a sect? What if his Master just hired by the family?"
Hearing that, Zhu Nanzhi's eyes lit up, but then she asked, "Then are there sisters who enjoy teasing him or younger sisters who admire him?"
"This..." Han Wu's eye twitched, feeling a bit overwheld: "I, I don't know."
"Hmm... I'll find out next ti I see the husband."
Zhu Nanzhi stood up and went to the window, opening it to the cool morning breeze, also letting her heart gradually calm.
Even if there are other won near her husband, she'd snatch him away... especially that woman in the dream, his Master, who looks down on featherless girls?
Especially since the best chance to refine her husband into a Sword Spirit is gone, so in the future, to succeed, not only must she lower his guard, but also be wary of his Master!
If her husband returns and tells his Master about the poisoning, then surely she'd protect him tightly.
To train such a young husband into a Saint of the Tongsheng Realm, that woman's strength must be formidable; I'm definitely not her match right now.
So...
Zhu Nanzhi glanced at Han Wu, her expression regaining that cool and aloof deanor: "Bathe, change clothes, set off imdiately."
Han Wu's eyes brightened and she hurriedly went to prepare, thinking it's finally ti to return.
It's all that man's fault!
We could've set off yesterday, but because of a single sentence 'My Master is a woman', it made the Holy Daughter extrely upset, revisiting old mories in this house...
If it weren't for knowing that man doesn't know the Holy Daughter's background, she might have suspected him of deliberately trying to sabotage the Holy Daughter's Forget Love Dao Heart.
Fortunately, the Holy Daughter possesses Pristine Immortal Body, her Dao heart is transparent, otherwise, what would they do if she were angered into going berserk?
Zhu Nanzhi slightly raised her head, looking at the moon outside the window, her right hand forming a loose grip, lips parting lightly.
"No matter who the enemy is, I won't be polite."
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