The fairy aunts pampered and flirted, and the senior sister regretted it

"Don't spit blood on me..."

Lin Huang refused to accept it. He raised his hand and touched Nan Wanlin's lips, and instantly felt a soft touch.

Nan Wanlin's delicate body trembled when she was suddenly touched, and she subconsciously stepped back.

She frowned and looked angry. Just as she was about to question Lin Huang, she raised her hand and put it in front of her.

"Aren't you wearing rouge?"

"Everyone loves beauty, and I'm not laughing at you."

Lin Huang laughed and thought that Nan Wanlin was embarrassed.

"This was smeared by Yao Yun. What does it have to do with me..."

"It's just a discarded puppet, who knew she was so meticulous and careful..."

Nan Wanlin muttered quietly, and Lin Huang, who didn't care much at first, seemed to have heard some key words.

Lin Huang frowned and looked over, knowing that Nan Wanlin had let the secret slip deliberately for him to hear.

It's just that the way she "let it slip" is a little too clumsy and cute...

"Yan puppet body?"

"Disposable if damaged..."

Lin Huang was lost in thought, and soon recalled that the Liuyue Clan was proficient in the Yanjia technique.

……

Tianming Palace. Ruyin Palace

Nan Wanlin brought Lin Huang back from the ruins of Changyin Garden on the grounds that it was not appropriate to talk in this place.

Ruyin Palace is the largest palace in Tianming Palace and the only building left after the fall of the ancient dynasty.

It is a sleeping palace named after the queen of an ancient dynasty, and is also the bedroom of Nan Wanlin and Fang Yao's mother.

The palace in front of me is huge but not extravagant, and it exudes an ancient charm everywhere.

Wherever you go, there is gurgling water and clear ponds reflecting the moon in the sky.

The pavilions and small gardens that can be seen everywhere, as well as the potted green plants, all highlight the elegance and leisure of their owners.

"It's a pity that my mother will never be able to see these things again..."

Nan Wanlin smiled bitterly. She held Lin Huang's hand and slowly strolled in the quietness under the moonlight.

Lin Huang thought deeply about what he said and felt it was natural.

Aunt Fang and Nan Wanlin are of the same generation. Aunt Fang is probably over 200 years old now. If their mother was not a great immortal, she would have entered the reincarnation long ago.

"Mrs. Ru Yin has such a refined taste, so she must be a gentle person."

Lin Huang turned his head slightly and spoke into Nan Wanlin's beautiful eyes.

"Is it……"

"It's a good thing that Xiao Huang'er thinks this way..."

"but……"

Nan Wanlin seemed to be speaking with a melancholy tone. Halfway through her words, her expression changed slightly and she gave Lin Huang a meaningful look.

"but?"

Lin Huang was puzzled. Nan Wanlin smiled sweetly and reached out her hand to lightly tap Lin Huang's forehead.

"But Xiao Huanger has to call me grandma."

"You little brat, why are you still calling your mother by her real name..."

Nan Wanlin blushed and pouty, and Lin Huang came back to his senses and laughed.

"I think it's okay to call her mother-in-law."

Lin Huang joked, and Nan Wanlin's face turned even redder.

She glared with her beautiful eyes, and then couldn't help laughing.

"Mother doesn't like a son-in-law like you~"

"If my mother were still alive, she wouldn't let Fang Yao be so lawless..."

Nan Wanlin covered her lips and smiled, but there was a hint of sadness hidden in her smile.

The two of them were chatting and had already walked past the Xiangxie Pavilion in Ruyin Palace.

Arriving at the inner hall, everything in front of Lin Huang became different again.

The long and dark corridor looks very similar to Aunt Fang’s Hunlun Hall.

However, the corridor in the inner hall of Ru Yin Palace was covered with a thin layer of ice and snow.

The crystal clear black ice seemed to wrap around the entire palace...

Walking inside, Lin Huang could even see his own reflection on those glass-like ice blocks.

Every time you breathe, the air you exhale will instantly turn into wisps of warm mist.

"hiss……"

Lin Huang rubbed his hands subconsciously and shrank his neck in fear.

Nan Wanlin walked beside him, but seemed to feel nothing.

She turned her head slightly and looked at Lin Huang, who was holding her hand.

"how?"

"I can't stand this kind of cold. I have to practice more in the future."

Nan Wanlin's lips curled up slightly, and after she finished speaking, she waved her jade hand over, and a soft and warm spiritual power enveloped Lin Huang's body.

"Isn't this...Madam Ru Yin's bedroom?"

"Why is the cold so deep..."

Lin Huang frowned in confusion. With Nan Wanlin's protection, his body didn't feel so cold anymore.

"Ah."

"This is where my mother slept, and it's also where I live now."

Nan Wanlin nodded slightly and gave a brief explanation but did not fully answer Lin Huang's question.

"Your residence..."

Lin Huang murmured. Knowing that he was confused, Nan Wanlin stopped explaining and just held Lin Huang's hand and went deeper.

"Just come with this emperor."

"Xiao Huang'er will understand in a moment."

Nan Wanlin said calmly, and Lin Huang, who was being led by the tall and mature woman beside him, did not ask any more questions.

The two walked forward, and the clear footsteps continued to echo in this icy corridor.

In this way, the light spot at the end continued to grow larger, and a garden covered with ice and snow slowly appeared in front of Lin Huang...

In the garden, time and space seem to stand still.

Everything completely stopped at the moment they were frozen.

They have grass, flowers, migratory birds flapping their wings, and cats and dogs stretching lazily...

There was also Nan Wanlin herself, who stood quietly with her beautiful eyes closed...

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"In the past, many people have asked me what the price of advancing to the Nascent Soul stage is."

"Now, everything you see is the price..."

Nan Wanlin stood beside Lin Huang and spoke to him with her beautiful eyes.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Huang was so shocked that he seemed to have missed what Nan Wanlin said.

He looked at it in amazement, and his feet involuntarily moved towards the "sculpture" in the center of the garden...

Rather than calling it a sculpture, it is more like a statue of Nan Wanlin frozen in ice...

Lin Huang could deeply feel that the person in the black ice clearly had a strong breath of life!

She is still alive!

But was forever frozen in it...

She could no longer feel the passage of time, nor was she controlled by the years.

The one in the mysterious ice has already achieved eternity...

"This is……!"

"This is you?!"

Lin Huang looked surprised and solemn.

He subconsciously reached out and wanted to touch the frozen sculpture in the center of the garden.

But when I stretched my hand down, I could only feel an endless chill...

These cold existences have forever imprisoned that vibrant and warm life within them...

"Ah."

"I hope you didn't scare my little Huang~"

Lin Huang looked shocked, but Nan Wanlin smiled at him as if nothing had happened.

It seemed that everything before her eyes was no longer a nightmare for her.

"How could this be so..."

Lin Huang clenched his fists slightly. For a moment, he not only found it hard to accept, but also hard to understand...

When Lin Huang was working undercover behind the "Dark Night Demon Lord", he roughly guessed Nan Wanlin's identity.

At that time, she appeared with an ice sword as a medium, and when chatting with Lin Huang, she mentioned that she could not go out freely.

Since he was not sure whether she was harmless at the time, Lin Huang did not take it to heart.

Who would have thought that what she meant by "not being able to move freely" turned out to be this...

"Okay~"

"This is a long story, Xiao Huang, please follow me into the house."

Nan Wanlin smiled softly. She gently stretched out her jade hand and stroked Lin Huang's cheek.

"then you……"

Hearing this, Lin Huang looked at the "Nan Wanlin Sculpture" in the garden with some reluctance and heartache.

Then he looked at Nan Wanlin who was frozen in the ice...

"Haha~"

"Aunt, I stood here when I was sixteen years old. It has been more than hundreds of years now."

"Xiao Huang'er...just treat it as a sculpture."

"It's okay~"

Nan Wanlin comforted him gently, and Lin Huang sighed softly.

He nodded slightly, feeling helpless but having no other choice.

……

Ruyin Palace. Bedroom

Nan Wanlin's bedroom is very simple, so simple that it seems a little unbelievable.

Such monotonous and boring furnishings are not even much better than the ordinary disciples' rooms in Taihe Palace.