Fairy, please don't do this!

Yuechu'e's face stiffened, and a hint of embarrassment and anger flashed in her eyes. She almost wanted to use her cultivation to shake this person who was pushing his luck away, but she held back.

"Does Young Master Gu also like me?"

"I wouldn't say I like them, but I definitely have a good impression of them."

Gu Jinzhao's hand moved down the jade-like leg covered in ice silk stockings. The smoothness of the stockings and the warmth of the skin intertwined, making him reluctant to let go.

Yuechu'e feigned a somber tone and said, "As far as I know, Young Master Gu also has a junior sister and a childhood sweetheart!"

"With them around, can't we accept Madam's wishes?"

Gu Jinzhao's hand glided over her plump thighs, following the delicate and silky curves of her legs, and grasped her ankle.

"What if I wish for Young Master Gu to be devoted to me?"

Yuechu'e felt the heat of his palm, even a little scalding, and her plump body tensed slightly.

"That depends on whether Madam can win over Mr. Gu completely!"

Gu Jinzhao hooked her fingertips around the heel of the high heel and gently twirled it.

pat!

A soft sound rang out, and it fell directly onto the carpet.

Her flawless jade feet were no longer concealed, only covered by a layer of silk stockings as thin as a cicada's wing.

The stockings are almost transparent, outlining every inch of the skin and every curve of the feet in exquisite detail.

Seemingly due to some nervousness, her arches arched like a crescent moon, and her pearly toes, stained with light blue nail polish, curled slightly, like a mimosa plant trembling gently at the touch, exuding a faint, warm fragrance.

Gu Jinzhao grasped the ankle of her other jade-like foot and, in the same way, removed the other high heel.

He then placed his hands on the couch on either side of Yuechu'e's body, hovering directly above her in an even more imposing posture.

His shadow completely enveloped her.

Hot breaths sprayed onto her cheeks and the sides of her neck.

Yuechu'e could clearly feel the taut muscles beneath his brocade robe and smell the increasingly intense, aggressive masculine scent emanating from him.

Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of her chest, and her composure vanished as she cried out in panic, "Young Master Gu, you..."

"I truly wish to possess such a captivating beauty as Madam..."

Gu Jinzhao lowered his head, his nose almost touching hers, his gaze locked on her misty, watery eyes.

Before the words were even finished, her fingertips had already hooked onto the cloud-patterned waistband and gently tugged at it.

He lunged forward, seemingly in the next instant.

Yuechu'e could no longer hold back and suddenly pushed Gu Jinzhao away, panting heavily.

It was as if the enchanting entanglement just moments before had brought with it a suffocating pressure.

Gu Jinchao sat on the couch, feigning ignorance: "What does Madam mean by this?"

Yuechu'e's tone suddenly turned cold: "I'm not feeling well, Young Master Gu, please leave first!"

"Then Madam, please get some rest!"

Gu Jinchao smiled slightly, turned around and left the room.

The room suddenly fell silent.

Yuechu'e remained lying on the chaise longue, maintaining her reclining position.

Her breathing, which was initially rapid and disordered, gradually became long and steady, and the rise and fall of her chest slowly subsided.

But her eyes remained half-open, half-closed, her gaze hazy like mist shrouding spring mountains, or like someone still drunk, shrouded in a layer of moist, hazy light.

After a long while, Yuechu'e finally sat up, and her ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) slipped down, revealing a mature and beautiful body covered only by an undergarment.

"What a domineering man!"

"In that case, I might feel even more accomplished conquering them~"

The blush on her face gradually faded, and she slightly narrowed her beautiful eyes before getting up and walking towards the warm pavilion.

Unbeknownst to Yue'e, the moment Gu Jinzhao left the room, the ghost wife's seductive voice echoed in her mind:

"I thought my little husband would just take the big white goose right there and then~"

"I didn't expect it was just to scare her."

"It's just an eye for an eye!" Gu Jinzhao chuckled. "I'm a grown man, I can't keep being manipulated by her like this, can I?"

Clearly, he had the upper hand in the exchange just now.

Yuechu'e did indeed learn about her destined marriage from Xuan Ye, and she even got involved in the situation herself, hoping to win him over.

But so what?

He completed the game on his sixth playthrough, having completed all five pure love routes. If he can't even handle this little bit of variation, what's the point of playing?

An Wanxi smiled gently: "Then why not be so forceful with Lin Qingci and Mu Yiren?"

"They are different."

Gu Jinzhao did not offer much explanation.

Given Mu Yiren and Lin Qingci's personalities, if he were to directly tell the two women that he wanted to start a harem, wouldn't they be stabbed on the spot?

After all, the former is engaged, the latter is a yandere, and both are in their second playthrough.

But Yue'e is different!

Because she was a newcomer and knew he already had a childhood sweetheart and a junior sister, she still wanted to steal him away...

Chapter 122, An Wanxi: Please help me cultivate, my little husband! (3K)

Today is a day off for Gu Jinchao!

During this period, he was either exorcising demons or on his way to exorcise demons.

When I got back at night, I still had to go to Yuechu'e's place to "work overtime," so I was naturally exhausted and just wanted to rest for a day.

I got up early in the morning, had breakfast with the calico cat and Yu Fengzhi, and then took them to the street to buy clothes.

Now that her martial aunt has transformed into a loli, the clothes she casually bought in Baihua County are not tailor-made and never quite fit properly.

Now that we're back in Yujing City, we naturally need to rebuild.

In addition, we also need to replenish some daily necessities.

By the time we got back to our lodgings, it was already noon.

"Brother, Feng'er is hungry."

In the courtyard, Yu Fengzhi lay listlessly on the table, gazing longingly at Gu Jinzhao.

The calico cat also patted its belly with its little paws, mimicking the gesture: "Young master, little fox is hungry too!"

"I'll go make lunch. You all wait here for a while."

Gu Jinzhao smiled and ruffled the two little ones' heads before turning and going into the kitchen.

He rolled up his sleeves, took out the spare ribs he had just bought, and with a light stroke of his finger, neatly cut the entire row of ribs into even small pieces.

He then took out several rare and precious ingredients from his storage ring, preparing to stew a medicinal meal that could both nourish his blood and strengthen his body.

At that moment, a slender and alluring figure quietly emerged from his shadow and landed beside him.

"I have to put Feng'er to sleep at night and take care of her during the day."

"My little husband is acting like he's both a father and a mother to me!"

An Wanxi stood quietly to the side, smiling gently.

She was dressed in a deep purple, high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), with a matching thin silk shawl over it, which accentuated her curvaceous figure even more alluringly.

The high-waisted style is meant to lift and accentuate the figure, but on her, it was stretched to an imposing height by her extremely large and full breasts, making her look bloated and about to burst.

Gu Jinzhao sighed softly, "There's nothing we can do. Who made our martial uncle turn into this child?"

“My young husband is a good junior apprentice, but not a competent husband.”

An Wanxi sat sideways on the stove, her rounded hips creating a breathtaking curve. Her height of over eight feet made her look like a queen on a high and mighty throne.

The skirt rose slightly, revealing a section of her calves encased in silk stockings, fair and smooth. The wisteria-patterned high heels on her feet further accentuated her allure, making her even more captivating.

Every move she made, every smile she gave, was like that of Su Daji, a woman who brought ruin to the country and its people, enough to make all living beings fall for her.

Gu Jinchao's gaze fell on her, and he raised an eyebrow, saying, "What do you mean by that?"

A hint of resentment flickered in An Wanxi's eyes, and she said with a touch of grievance, "My little husband promised to cultivate the 'Dragon and Phoenix Harmony Technique' with me to help me recover my soul."

"I've completely forgotten about it these past few days!"

Gu Jinzhao smiled helplessly: "How can Feng'er cultivate if she always sleeps in my bed at night?"

"When I'm on duty at the Demon Suppression Division, I'm also busy refining evil cultivators, so I really can't find any free time."

To be honest, the two of them have not yet formally practiced this method of dual cultivation of spirit and soul.

This is because within the Dragon and Phoenix Heart Seal, the Phoenix Heart Seal was only half formed, and the Dragon Heart Seal had not made any progress at all.

"Now that we have some free time, don't we?"

An Wanxi crossed her arms over her chest, her legs gently crossed, and her high heels, suspended in mid-air, darted forward, seemingly brushing against Gu Jinzhao's waist and abdomen.

The smoothness of the stockings, the coolness of the shoes, and the soft touch of her skin intertwined, silently creating a captivating and alluring atmosphere.

"I'll help you cultivate tonight after I've put Feng'er to sleep!"

Gu Jinchao suppressed the slight irritation in his heart and changed the subject, saying, "Pass me the salt shaker."

“But the moment you step away, the little girl wakes up.”

"How could it possibly be repaired?"

An Wanxi scolded softly, but still reached out and took the small celadon salt jar from the side.

As she handed it over, her slender, pale fingertips seemed to brush against the back of his hand unintentionally.

Instead of backing away, she gently rested her chin on his shoulder, turned her charming face to the side, her lips almost touching his earlobe, and breathed softly: "Besides, hasn't the true yang fire in my little husband's body accumulated again?"

"It needs to be blended regularly, otherwise... it might end up like last time, requiring Mu Yiren, Lin Qingci, and your Aunt Ruo to help out in turn~"

Gu Jinzhao glanced at her: "I haven't cultivated the [Sword Nurturing Technique]. As long as you don't cause trouble, how could it be the same as last time?"

"Besides, my junior sister and Yiren aren't here either, so I'll have to trouble my wife!"

An Wanxi's smile deepened, and she raised her delicate hand from her skirt, offering a crystal-clear bead: "My little husband, don't forget, there's a sly fox in the Wanhua Chamber of Commerce who's eyeing you covetously!"

Gu Jinzhao was slightly taken aback: "This is a bead formed from yin energy?"

An Wanxi nodded, picked up the Yin Qi Bead with her fingertips, and fed it into his mouth.

A cool and sweet aroma spread, and Gu Jinzhao couldn't help but ask, "Where did this yin energy come from?"

"You know perfectly well why I'm asking this!"

An Wanxi's cheeks flushed, and her captivating eyes shimmered with a mesmerizing light.

Upon hearing this, Gu Jinzhao recalled the scene of her getting stuck in the wall last time and couldn't help but roll her eyes: "No wonder the taste is so familiar."

"This medicinal soup will take at least an hour to brew!"

"There's plenty of time, my little husband, don't you want to do something?"

An Wanxi's eyes were full of spring, and her gorgeous high heel, suspended in mid-air, was slightly raised. The heel, like a purple jade hairpin, touched the cloud-patterned belt and gently hooked it.

Gu Jinzhao, aroused and restless, pinched her round, millstone-like buttocks hard: "Don't play with fire!"

"otherwise……"

An Wanxi's red lips curved slightly, and she asked with great interest, "Otherwise, what?"

"Are you going to punish me with family discipline, or just put on a show like you were trying to scare Bai'e?"

A hint of a smile flashed in Gu Jinzhao's eyes, and he couldn't help but wrap his arms around that alluring, snake-like waist: "Why do I smell vinegar? There was clearly no vinegar in the medicinal food."

The ghost bride's clothes today are almost exactly the same as those worn by Yuechu'e last night, except for the color.

In addition, her constant use of terms like "slutty fox" and "big white moon goddess" and the subtle resentment in her tone clearly indicated that she was jealous.