Fairy, please have some self-respect. I am not the reincarnation of your deceased husband.

Mu Qianxue's movements were swift and sudden.

Before she could react, Chen Lianshu was covered tightly and could only let out a muffled groan.

"Hmm—?"

With a gentle push, the two retreated into the courtyard.

He then closed the courtyard gate with his other hand, setting up a simple barrier before opening his palm.

"call--"

"Senior sister, what's wrong...?"

Chen Lianshu did not understand her intention.

And because of their actions just now, the two are now extremely close to each other.

Therefore, he could even clearly smell the plum-like cold fragrance on the other person.

He couldn't help but chuckle; this senior sister's actions were becoming increasingly unpredictable.

"What did you mean by 'sneaking out' earlier?"

"Master assigned too much homework, and I..."

Mu Qianxue sat down in the chair she usually sat in very naturally.

She paused, pursed her lips slightly, and ultimately couldn't bring herself to say she missed him. Instead, she made up a reason out of necessity:

"I was a little tired and wanted to rest, so I sneaked out."

"Master almost never leaves the inner sect, so the outer sect is an extremely safe place to take refuge."

"And among the outer sect, the only friend I'm truly familiar with... is you, so..."

She paused for a long time before saying the word "friend".

After much thought, I finally decided to address my husband in this way.

"So, senior sister came here to avoid her studies?"

Before she could finish speaking, Chen Lianshu guessed first.

"You could say that."

When the topic of "avoiding schoolwork" came up, Mu Qianxue's eyes darted away slightly, and she clearly lacked confidence.

After all, she has always respected her teachers and been diligent in her studies; this is the first time she has "skipped class."

She would never have done this if she hadn't been so desperate to see her husband.

Of course, the homework assigned by Master this time was indeed too heavy.

Even if she puts her whole heart into it, it would take at least a month to complete.

In the past, she would have worked diligently to complete the task, even if it took a whole year.

But now…

"..."

Gazing at that handsome face she had longed for for a week, Mu Qianxue couldn't wait any longer.

Just like a child who has tasted sweetness, they can no longer tolerate a sugar-free life.

"You...don't want to?"

"Or did I disturb your cultivation?"

"If that's the case, I'll leave now."

After saying that, she got up and left.

"It is my honor that you could come, Senior Sister."

"After all, if it were someone else, even if you invited Senior Sister, she might not be willing to go."

Let's rest here for a while.

As a clear, agreeing voice sounded from behind, Mu Qianxue couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

"Heh~"

Although their relationship hasn't progressed any further, they are at least friends.

And some people... seem to have never even seen their husbands' faces, let alone known them.

Even their only current rival has temporarily left due to other matters.

Obviously, neither of them were by their husbands' side, so how could there be any talk of "rekindling their romance"?

Now, only I am "sure to win".

"cough."

Mu Qianxue coughed lightly, suppressing the joy in her heart, and turned around calmly, her expression unchanged.

"In that case, I'll take my leave."

After saying that, she reluctantly but impatiently sat down again.

After spending a month together, she was no longer the Mu Qianxue she used to be.

Everyone improves, and she is no exception.

Although I still sometimes say one thing but mean another, I'm no longer as embarrassed as I was at the beginning.

She can even... occasionally manage to flirt with her husband.

"Um?"

As soon as she sat down, Mu Qianxue noticed something was amiss.

"Your spiritual energy seems to have become much more solidified?"

"Have you made any progress recently?"

"Yes, I've learned a new cultivation technique."

Chen Lianshu did not hide it, but remembering his master's instructions about the "surprise," he did not mention the matter of becoming a disciple.

"I see."

Mu Qianxue glanced thoughtfully at the wooden stake in the backyard.

The newly added sword marks were clearly visible, and a plan immediately formed in his mind.

"Were you practicing your sword just now?"

"Yes, I received some guidance from an elder a few days ago and have been studying swordsmanship recently."

Chen Lianshu still didn't mention Pei Wanyun at all, only saying half of what he meant.

However, these words did not arouse Mu Qianxue's suspicion.

After all, in addition to their monthly duties in the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall, outer disciples can also participate in one lesson taught by an outer sect elder.

Although it wasn't individual guidance, it was enough.

It seems that the swordsmanship my husband practices must have been taught by an elder of the outer sect swordsmanship school.

"Then... how about we have a match with Senior Sister?"

Mu Qianxue was genuinely happy for her husband, and at the same time, she had the idea of ​​sparring with him.

Besides wanting to see his current strength, the more important reason is that physical contact is inevitable during a competition.

These small interactions are most likely to spark feelings.

Moreover, after the competition, she could also take the opportunity to "personally teach" her husband sword techniques under the guise of "guidance".

Hmm, this plan is excellent and feasible.

"Let's forget about the competition."

"Junior brother has only been practicing swordsmanship for a few days, yet he's already not embarrassing himself in front of his senior sister."

Chen Lianshu declined without hesitation.

After all, the swordsmanship of the person in front of him is so skilled that even among the younger generation of the Jade Jade Sect, there are few who can rival him.

To compete with her would be like showing off one's limited skills before an expert.

"It's alright."

But Mu Qianxue insisted on it.

Ultimately, unable to resist, Chen Lianshu had no choice but to agree.

"Oh well."

"Please give me your guidance, senior sister."

Having said that, he summoned a spirit sword.

However, it was not the "Green Lotus Sword" given by the master, but a regular spirit sword issued by the sect.

After all, that "Green Lotus Sword" was too conspicuous and too easy to expose one's identity.

Moreover, the person in front of him is the master's first disciple, so how could he not recognize this sword?

"please."

"Don't be nervous, just give it your all."

Mu Qianxue also summoned her spirit sword, and a chill immediately filled the air.

"..."

When she caught a glimpse of the ordinary-looking spirit sword in her husband's hand, her beautiful eyes dimmed for a moment.

It seems... it's time to find him a suitable sword.

Before he could think it through, Chen Lianshu had already launched a full-on attack.

"clang--"

As their swords clashed, his attack was easily blocked by Mu Qianxue.

With just this one strike, she was able to determine her husband's current level of swordsmanship.

Although they have a foundation, they are not particularly specialized.

However, this is not surprising, as I recall that the other party was not particularly skilled in swordsmanship.

"Again."

Mu Qianxue's tone was calm, but it carried a hint of seriousness.

After all, only by seeing the flaws in her husband's sword moves could she then legitimately "personally instruct" him.

Thinking of this, a fighting spirit flickered within the coolness of her icy blue eyes.

"…good."

Chen Lianshu also saw this, and after pausing for a moment, he attacked again as instructed.

Seeing the fighting spirit in his senior sister's eyes, he felt a little scared.

Although puzzled, I still secretly comforted myself—

After all, surely the other party wouldn't actually fight him seriously, a kendo novice?

"..."

But Mu Qianxue had no idea what he was thinking.

He simply countered Chen Lianshu's moves, carefully observing their flaws.

But as his swordplay became increasingly fierce, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

The style of this sword technique...

Why does it feel somewhat familiar?

How come it looks so much like Master's swordsmanship?