Fairy, please don't do this!

Gu Jinzhao handed the truth stone back, saying irritably, "Now you should believe me, right?"

“I have always believed in Gu Lang.” Mu Yiren took the stone, a faint smile on her lips. “I just wanted to hear you swear an oath.”

Gu Jinzhao chuckled and shook his head: "You must be tired after a busy day at Baicaotang. Go back to your room and rest early."

"Why go back to your room?" Mu Yiren blinked and asked, "Can't I sleep here?"

Gu Jinzhao was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously said, "You have your own room, why do you need to share a bed with me?"

"When we were little, we often slept together."

As Mu Yiren spoke, she lifted a corner of the blankets and crawled inside. "Besides, we've already signed the marriage certificate, so we're practically husband and wife."

"What's wrong with sleeping together?"

Why does that sound so familiar?

Gu Jinzhao suddenly remembered that the ghost wife had said the same thing.

"What are you still standing there for, Gu Lang?"

Mu Yiren moved over to make room for him and patted the bed next to her.

Gu Jinchao hesitated for a moment, then lay down.

In just a short while, a delicate fragrance filled the bedding, like a snow lotus in its first bloom, cool yet sweet.

As soon as he lay down, Mu Yiren snuggled up to him.

She took his hand and gently wrapped her arms around his slender waist.

Even through the thin nightgown, you could clearly feel the softness and warmth of her waist.

With a soft, fragrant body in his arms, Gu Jinchao was slightly taken aback, unsure of where to put his hands for a moment.

Mu Yiren noticed his unusual expression, and her smile brightened even more: "What's wrong?"

"I'm not used to Sister Yi Ren suddenly becoming so clingy."

Gu Jinzhao shook his head, then relaxed and gently embraced the soft body.

Mu Yiren leaned her head on his shoulder, a faint smile curving her lips: "From today onwards, Gu Lang, you can gradually get used to it."

Does this mean I'll be sleeping in his room from now on?

What should we do if Feng'er comes too?

Gu Jinchao silently complained to himself, then snapped his fingers to extinguish the candle: "Go to sleep."

"Good night."

Mu Yiren inhaled his warm scent and slowly closed her eyes.

However, not long after, she suddenly opened her eyes again.

Because the window was opened.

A petite figure deftly leaped into the room, then took off her embroidered shoes and slipped directly into bed.

Yu Fengzhi squeezed in a little, and asked with some doubt, "Why is Brother going to bed so early tonight?"

Gu Jinzhao: "..."

Is he also a jinx?

What you say comes true?

"Huh, why is there a woman's fragrance here?"

Yu Fengzhi sensed something was wrong and looked up to the side.

Moonlight streamed through the window lattice, falling directly into a pair of eyes that were clear, cold, and deep.

Yu Fengzhi's expression stiffened slightly.

Why is Mu Yiren also on the bed?

When did her relationship with Gu Jinchao become so intimate?

Mu Yiren frowned slightly as she looked at the little girl who had squeezed in: "Why did you come to Gu Lang's room?"

Although Jiang Tinglan is still a little girl, Mu Yiren knows in her heart that this is because of the [Reversal of Fate] technique.

Once she transforms back, she becomes a long-legged, busty rival.

Therefore, it is natural not to let the other party develop a habit of relying on Gu Jinchao.

"I'm afraid of the dark..."

Yu Fengzhi's eyes shifted, and she immediately snuggled into Gu Jinzhao's arms, nuzzling her little head against him.

Thankfully, she didn't transform into a teenage girl tonight, or she would definitely have been exposed.

Mu Yiren, however, was not having any of it and reached out to push the girl out: "If you're afraid of the dark, just light a candle!"

"Feng'er, be good, go back to your room and sleep..."

Yu Fengzhi's eyes reddened, and crystal tears rolled down her cheeks. Her voice trembled with sobs as she said, "But my brother said he would take care of me in place of Mother..."

“Mother always cuddles Feng’er like this when she sleeps, and so does brother!”

"Why do you want to send Feng'er away now that Sister Mu has arrived?"

The sobs were suppressed and aggrieved, like those of an abandoned little animal.

Upon hearing this, Mu Yiren paused in her actions, somewhat at a loss for words: "Why are you crying..."

Gu Jinzhao gently pulled Yu Fengzhi into his arms, softly wiping away her tears, and said tenderly, "Feng'er, don't cry. No one wants to drive you away."

My own martial uncle has become much more tactful since he learned to change size at will.

Unlike before, when they would resort to violence at the slightest disagreement, they instead used their status as children to feign helplessness.

That expression!

These tears!

It's such a waste that he doesn't go into acting.

Mu Yiren wanted to say something, but seeing the girl crying so hard, her little shoulders shaking, she couldn't bring herself to be cruel.

'Never mind, she's just a little girl.'

She comforted herself in this way.

Seeing that Mu Yiren didn't object and Gu Jinzhao spoke up for her, Yu Fengzhi finally stopped crying.

She sobbed a few times, then snuggled closer to his warm embrace, and said in a muffled voice, "Sister Mu, why are you sleeping in Brother's room too?"

Mu Yiren subconsciously said, "I am Gu Lang's... um~"

Before she could even utter the words "fiancée," her delicate body suddenly stiffened.

Because a hand touched her thigh directly.

There were only three people in the room!

Yu Fengzhi would never do such a thing!

Therefore, this must have been the work of her childhood sweetheart and fiancé.

"Sister Yiren has recently been practicing a special technique and needs my close assistance, so we ended up sleeping together."

Gu Jinzhao withdrew his hand without making a sound, the soft and delicate touch still lingering in his palm.

He was genuinely afraid that Mu Yiren would reveal that the two had signed a marriage certificate.

At that time, Yu Fengzhi will probably explode, which will then implicate Lin Qingci and cause the Peach Blossom Tribulation to arrive ahead of schedule.

Yu Fengzhi frowned slightly and asked suspiciously, "What kind of cultivation technique is so special?"

Mu Yiren blushed and glared at Gu Jinzhao before saying, "You little girl wouldn't understand anyway."

Gu Jinzhao patted the two women on the back and said softly, "It's late, you should rest."

"I have to get up early tomorrow to report for duty at the military command."

Although her martial uncle has shrunk, Mu Yiren's hostility towards her is not as great, but it is still slight.

In this way, it is easy to create a chaotic scene.

So it's best to get some rest early to be on the safe side.

Although Yu Fengzhi still had some doubts, she did not press the matter further.

She snuggled closer to Gu Jinzhao, pressed her face against his chest, and slowly closed her eyes.

She had a general understanding of the relationship between Mu Yiren and Gu Jinzhao.

Although they were childhood sweethearts, they never reached the level of lovers.

It was probably just holding hands and kissing; there was probably no more intimate relationship between them.

After all, Mu Yiren's personality was too cold; she would never take the initiative.

temper?

Thinking of this, Yu Fengzhi realized something was wrong.

From the very beginning, Mu Yiren seemed to have been calling Gu Jinzhao "Gu Lang".

Moreover, the way he looked at Gu Jinzhao was more affectionate than usual, as if it were stretched into strands, his eyes filled with deep love.

This is nothing like her usual self.

A technique that can change a person's personality...

Yu Fengzhi couldn't help but think of the two paths of Heaven and Man in the Dao Realm.

The former severs all emotional ties and pursues harmony between humanity and nature.

The latter entered the mortal world and comprehended the true meaning of the seven emotions.

Mu Yiren has definitely embarked on the path of humanity and has already begun to understand the Tao through love.

Judging from her tender and affectionate appearance, it is clearly "love" among the seven emotions.

Yu Fengzhi thought to herself, 'It seems I'll have to come to my brother's place every night for the next few days to prevent their relationship from escalating too quickly.'

With Mu Yiren clinging to Gu Jinzhao so much, who knows what outrageous things she might tempt him to do.

With her watching over him, he naturally couldn't succeed.

However, what Yu Fengzhi didn't know was that Mu Yiren, who was sleeping on Gu Jinchao's left, quietly grabbed his hand and gently pressed it onto her thigh.

Even without the nightgown in between, the delicate, warm touch of her skin was exceptionally clear, soft and elastic.

Gu Jinzhao's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but send a telepathic message: "Sister Yiren, what are you doing?"

Mu Yiren responded telepathically, "Doesn't Gu Lang like my legs?"

Gu Jinzhao glanced at Yu Fengzhi on his right and saw that her eyes were closed. He breathed a slight sigh of relief: "This is not a matter of liking or disliking."

"It's just that the occasion was wrong."

Mu Yiren asked knowingly, "Are you afraid this little girl will find out?"

As she spoke, her slender, white fingers gently caressed the back of his hand, bringing a tingling, ticklish sensation.

Gu Jinzhao took a deep breath and withdrew his hand: "I've been busy all day, and I'm tired. I want to rest early."

He was really afraid that Mu Yiren would cause some trouble and be discovered by his martial uncle.

After all, no matter what, Yu Fengzhi was a genuine fourth-rank expert with terrifyingly strong perception.

"Gu Lang's heart is beating very fast, so why is he saying he's tired?"

Mu Yiren, however, was not about to give up. She turned to the side, leaned closer, and gently kissed his collarbone.

Then, following his jawline upwards, she kissed him all the way to the corner of his lips, lingering there.

The soft, slightly cool touch, accompanied by a refreshing fragrance, makes one's throat itch and heart race.

Gu Jinzhao's breathing quickened slightly, and he warned her telepathically, "If you mess around again, I won't be so polite!"

Mu Yiren gave him a light, fleeting kiss on the lips, leaving a lingering, sweet fragrance: "How could I be so impolite... Mmm!"

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Jinzhao had already reached out and pinched her pert, round buttocks hard.