There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

Zi Nu had seen this kind of appearance many times before.

Right now, if you randomly open a guest room and pull out her sisters, nine out of ten of them will look like they're still full of spring fever and wanting more.

How utterly hateful!

Moving her gaze downwards, the clothes draped over Yan Lingji's body further confirmed Zi Nu's thoughts.

That was Jiang Mo's outer garment.

The clothes, already loose and ill-fitting due to the series of changes, now barely clung to Yan Lingji's body after all. Especially the hem, which barely covered her thighs to begin with, was now so short and somewhat lewd after it billowed out in a ring of flames.

Her thighs were so gleaming, they couldn't be hidden at all.

Under the firelight, it appeared even whiter and more dazzling.

In Zi Nu's eyes, that rather disheveled clothing, rather than concealing her private parts, more clearly emphasized a reality:

This woman is not wearing any clothes.

At least she wasn't wearing anything underneath.

Despite her incredibly indecent attire, she showed absolutely no embarrassment or shame after being caught, prompting Zi Nu to curse inwardly:

They truly have no sense of propriety, righteousness, integrity, or shame!

Even the girls of Zilan Pavilion wouldn't be so indifferent if a lady from another family came to catch them in the act of adultery.

At least know to cover up a little...

It's actually quite common to find a beautiful woman with disheveled clothes on the bed in a guest room at Zilan Pavilion.

There's no need to make a fuss about it.

But at this moment, Zi Nu felt an inexplicable anger that she could not suppress, and she could not explain why.

Perhaps these two were drinking the wine she brewed and sleeping in the bed she bought...

Even after she pushed open the door and entered, they didn't stop. Instead, they became even more noisy and even threatened to burn down her Zilan Pavilion to add to the commotion.

Zi Nu felt that she had a perfectly legitimate reason to be angry.

"Sister, what happened inside? Did the fire start? Should we evacuate the guests immediately...?"

Just as Zi Nu was thinking about how to make trouble, Nong Yu's voice came from outside the door.

The melodious voice, like the warbling of a nightingale, carried a clear sense of anxiety and concern, and one could faintly hear the sound of ripples on the water.

They were clearly drawn here by the noise that suggested a fire.

"It's nothing serious, I can handle it myself, you don't need to come. Keep the guests calm and don't let any rumors of a fire spread."

Despite her annoyance, Zi Nu remained calm when faced with important matters.

While calming the girls from Zilan Pavilion outside the door, she gave Jiang Mo a look, her light purple eyes conveying a command:

Clean up the mess you made!

Jiang Mo, like a game of musical chairs, turned and gave Yan Lingji a similar look, but his eyes were less cold and more helpless.

Yan Lingji was the most composed of the three.

Perhaps it was because she had no idea what was going on.

However, after vaguely hearing the voices of countless women through the door, her gaze toward Jiang Mo became increasingly disdainful. Yet, she did not try to shirk responsibility for the fire alarm she had caused.

Leaning against the bedside, she lazily stretched out her right hand, her five fingers loosely clenched.

As if summoned from the depths of the universe, the flames that were originally surging and spreading around suddenly transformed into streams of light that converged in Yan Lingji's palm.

It coalesced into a flame that danced at his fingertips.

This strength...

A master of the Innate Realm?!

Upon seeing this, Zi Nu was immediately startled. Her delicate body tensed up, and her hand instinctively reached for the hilt of the Crimson Serpent Sword.

"Ok?"

Even if Zi Nu's movements were subtle, the fluctuations in her aura still did not escape Yan Ling Ji's perception. She tilted her head, and the flames flowing between her fingers suddenly rose a little more.

"stop!"

As the smell of gunpowder gradually filled the air and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense, Jiang Mo stepped between the two women, spreading his arms to block them.

Let's all sit down and talk this out!

Chapter 113 What is Romance?

See, I told you it wasn't the right time for the two of them to meet!

Having just been rescued from the ice crystal cage, Yan Lingji remained extremely wary of anything unfamiliar around her.

Zi Nu was inherently very vigilant and perceptive.

Moreover, the chaos caused by the fire at the Blood-Clad Marquis's mansion had only just begun. How could Zi Nu not be wary of the unfamiliar expert who appeared before her?

They were left unprepared to meet.

That would have resulted in the current tense situation, where even the slightest misunderstanding could ignite a conflict.

Fortunately, Jiang Mo stopped the two in time.

Whether in Yan Lingji's or Zi Nu's hearts, Jiang Mo's words still carried some weight. After he spoke, the tense confrontation that was about to erupt was immediately reduced.

Of course, one could also say that the focus has shifted.

"Young Master Jiang, I kindly offered you temporary accommodation at Zilan Pavilion, but that doesn't mean you can bring any random or suspicious people into the room."

Zi Nu shifted her gaze from Yan Ling Ji and prepared to demand an explanation from Jiang Mo.

Although she was quite annoyed, she still wore an elegant smile on her face.

There was no hysterical outburst like a shrew cursing in the street.

It's not so much that you can sense a change in emotion, but you just feel a little distant for no reason.

Taking action always inevitably loses its grace.

Especially when there is a significant difference in strength, they will most likely end up in a sorry state.

Therefore, Zi Nu chose to avoid confrontation with Yan Ling Ji, who knew very little about her, and instead attacked Jiang Mo, who was clearly in the wrong.

"Young master said he owed me a favor, is this how you repay me?"

Behind her gentle smile lay a calm confidence that she had firmly grasped Jiang Mo's weakness. Zi Nu stared intently at Jiang Mo, awaiting his answer.

"Uh, actually it's just a misunderstanding..."

Almost setting the room on fire was indeed an unintentional mistake, but bringing Yan Lingji back to Zi Lan Xuan without Zi Nu's consent was definitely Jiang Mo's deliberate act.

Given Yan Lingji's sensitive status, she will definitely bring a lot of trouble to Zi Lanxuan.

Even though Jiang Mo was prepared to help Zi Nu fight against the Nightfall as a way of repaying her, he still couldn't change the fact that he had acted first and informed her later. Faced with Zi Nu's gaze, Jiang Mo couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"Ah, who am I? It's the female manager of Zilan Pavilion?"

Before Jiang Mo could find a satisfactory explanation for Zi Nu, Yan Ling Ji barged into their conversation.

She looked Zi Nu up and down, and combined the words she had heard with her understanding of the other person's identity.

So he searched his mind and found a word he had only heard of but almost never used, from the corner of his memory.

Female shopkeeper?

Zi Nu was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. The form of address wasn't wrong, but she had almost never heard anyone else use it on her.

The girls at Zilanxuan all use the relatively affectionate term "elder sister".

The guests all used "Purple Maiden".

After all, terms like "shopkeeper" or "boss's wife" sound a bit too formal, giving off a business transaction vibe.

There's less chance that the relationship could progress further.

Even if the possibility is as slim as winning the lottery, some people will still keep thinking about it.

Think about it, it's not illegal.

The unfamiliar address made Zi Nu hesitate for a second before Yan Ling Ji, who was opposite her, spoke up arrogantly: "What kind of innkeeper barges into a guest room in the middle of the night? Is this some kind of cannibalistic black shop?"

"A rip-off shop? Us? What's rip-off about us..."

Upon hearing this, Zi Nu was even more unable to follow Yan Ling Ji's train of thought. She felt that what the other party said made some sense, but there was also an inexplicable sense of awkwardness.

Jiang Mo, standing nearby, seemed to have a better understanding with Yan Lingji, instantly discerning her thoughts and wanting to cover his face in a sigh.

I knew it was too hasty to let the two of them meet now!

I didn't even have time to explain to Yan Lingji what kind of place Zi Lan Xuan was, and now this scene...

It's like we're talking at cross purposes!

Realizing that Yan Lingji must have misunderstood, Jiang Mo tried to remind her with his eyes and expressions, but the facial paralysis caused by the corpse puppet transformation still could not be eradicated.

Meanwhile, Yan Lingji, who was staring straight at Zi Nu, had no time to pay attention to Jiang Mo.

“If you’re going to run an inn, you should act like one. I advise you to leave here as soon as possible and not meddle in your guests’ private affairs, lest you get yourself into trouble.”

With a slight, rhythmic movement of his five fingers, the condensed, yet undispersed, flowing fire dances between his fingers like a nimble snake.

Yan Lingji is not afraid to use force.

Born in the Baiyue region, she possesses an innate wildness and madness characteristic of barbarians. Now, she is more like a stray cat with nowhere to go, eager to unleash her claws on anyone who gets close.

If Jiang Mo hadn't been there, he would have been even more furious and angry.

She glanced sideways at Zi Nu, her delicate chin slightly raised, and spoke as if ordering a waiter or servant: "Go, quickly prepare a pot of good wine and two small dishes for me."

"Otherwise, be careful I don't burn down your shady shop."

She thought she had the air of a master from those stories, but to her surprise, the woman opposite her, Zi Nu, was not intimidated at all; instead, she smiled.

She raised her finger to lightly cover her cherry lips to prevent herself from bursting out laughing, but the smile in her eyes was impossible to hide.

“This…younger sister.”