Fairy, please don't do this!

But these are just superficial pieces of information.

Gu Jinzhao, a seasoned player who has completed all five pure love routes, knows that Luo Yirao has another identity!

The High Priestess of the Heavenly Mother Sect!

This force originated from the previous dynasty, Great Xia. After the dynasty's collapse, it was not purged but instead lay dormant until now.

It wasn't until the Yong'an era that she colluded with the Prince of Zhenbei, plotting to overthrow the current Empress Cangyue and restore the Great Xia Dynasty.

To restore the Great Xia Dynasty, it is necessary to use the royal bloodline of the Great Xia Dynasty as a banner, and at the same time, it is also necessary to obtain the blessing of good fortune.

Thus, Gu Jinzhao, the orphan of the previous dynasty, naturally became the heir of the Prince of Zhenbei, which led to the series of events that followed.

Thinking of this, Gu Jinzhao lowered his gaze and looked down at An Wanxi in his arms: "Wife, go back to my shadow first, and continue healing later."

"The woman outside is a third-grade Divine Path cultivator; her senses are extremely sharp, and she's very likely to notice something amiss."

An Wanxi raised her head slightly, her luscious red lips parted slightly, but she didn't make a sound. She simply transmitted her voice, saying, "As long as my little husband restrains himself and doesn't let his mind wander, she won't be able to detect my presence."

Gu Jinzhao was immediately at a loss, and his breathing became slightly rapid: "You're playing with fire!"

An Wanxi gazed at him with alluring eyes: "My little husband, trust me, you won't be found out~"

Since the ghost wife has said that, what else can Gu Jinchao do?

He could only take a deep breath, suppress the agitation in his heart, raise his hand to put away the [Sun-Shielding Banner], and compose himself: "Lord, please come in!"

squeak-

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

A mature and graceful figure entered slowly.

The newcomer was unadorned, yet her face was stunningly beautiful. Her eyebrows were slender, and her eyes slanted slightly at the corners, exuding a blend of sharpness and allure.

Her long, flowing hair was styled into a high bun, with a red jade hairpin inserted at an angle, giving her the appearance of a married woman.

Her voluptuous and shapely body was wrapped in a dark red dress, her waist slender and her breasts full, which made the dress undulate and outline her alluring figure with its curves.

Gu Jinzhao stood up, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Greetings, Lord of the Manor!"

Luo Yirao moved gracefully, carrying a mature and refreshing fragrance, and slowly approached: "Deputy Commander Gu, you are truly a model of the Demon Suppression Division!"

"Even with injuries, they remained dedicated to their duties."

Gu Jinzhao raised his hand to gesture for her to sit down: "You flatter me, Your Highness!"

“This is no exaggeration!” Luo Yirao slowly sat down and said with her red lips slightly parted, “Deputy Commander Gu is highly appreciated by the Empress Dowager. Not only has he not become arrogant because of her favor, but he has become even more diligent in his duties.”

"Based on this alone, you will surely have a place among the many high-ranking officials in the future."

"Thank you for your kind words, Lord. If I ever do such a day, I will never forget the care and support I received from the Military Supervisor's Office."

Gu Jinzhao casually picked up the purple clay teapot, poured two cups of tea, and handed one of them over...

Chapter 236, The Beautiful Mistress Plots Something Wrong, and the Alluring Ghost Wife Secretly Tempts Her (3.2K)

After handing over the teacup, Gu Jinzhao suddenly remembered that the purple clay teapot had been filled with yin energy, and quickly stopped him, saying, "This cup of tea is not to be drunk!"

But it was too late!

Luo Yirao had already picked up the teacup, elegantly brought it to her lips, and took a small sip: "Why can't I drink it?"

Gu Jinzhao looked a little embarrassed and coughed lightly, making up an excuse: "The tea was just brewed, so it should still be a little hot."

The ghost bride's yin energy can help him blend with yang energy, achieving a balance of yin and yang. Presumably, this would also have the effect of nourishing yin and beautifying the complexion for women.

Luo Yirao took another sip without paying any attention, savoring it carefully: "The tea is cooked to perfection, the aroma is rich and mellow, with a faint bamboo fragrance."

"This should be the [Bamboo Sea Spring Tip]".

At this point, she looked up at Gu Jinzhao with a puzzled expression: "But for some reason, it also has a refreshing, snow-like fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed after drinking it."

"Could it be that some medicinal herbs or spiritual substances were added during the soaking?"

It is indeed refreshing... Gu Jinzhao's expression was a little strange: "I don't know either, this tea was brewed by a subordinate."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly trembled.

A cool and gentle yin energy surged from within the spirit palace, slowly enveloping the meridians scorched by the power of thunder and fire, nourishing and moisturizing them.

He lowered his head slightly, meeting those captivating, alluring eyes.

At this moment, An Wanxi knelt under the table, her head slightly raised, her hands gently supporting her.

Her voluptuous and alluring body was still wrapped in that OL uniform, her upper body leaning slightly forward, her waist arching to reveal a soft and tempting curve.

Because of this posture, the collar of the purple blouse was slightly open, and the majestic and full snow-capped peaks could be vaguely seen.

Her plump, round buttocks pressed against her hind legs, and her pair of black mesh openwork high heels slipped down slightly, revealing her fair, delicate heels wrapped in black stockings.

Gu Jinzhao glanced at it and his mouth went dry and his heart raced.

Noticing his unusual behavior, An Wanxi crossed her arms over her chest, making her ample bosom appear even more alluring: "My little husband, please don't let your emotions get the better of you~"

"Otherwise, with Luo Yirao's cultivation level, she might very well discover my existence."

Gu Jinzhao took a deep breath, suppressing the agitation in his heart: "Then why are you still seducing me like this, my wife?"

An Wanxi parted her red lips slightly, her breath as fragrant as orchids: "What seduction? I'm just healing my husband's wounds~"

A warm breath wafted over, and Gu Jinzhao felt a chill run down his spine, but he had to maintain his composure and looked up at Luo Yirao opposite him: "The Lord of the Manor must have something to discuss with me, right?"

Luo Yirao put down her teacup, her legs elegantly crossed beneath her skirt, her posture relaxed yet dignified: "Vice Commander Gu, are you acquainted with the Prince of Zhenbei?"

Gu Jinchao's eyes flickered slightly, and he said calmly, "We've met once before."

"Why did the Prefect mention the Prince of Zhenbei?"

According to the game's storyline, after meeting the Prince of Zhenbei, whether he chooses to confront him directly or play along, the Heavenly Mother Cult will send people to approach him.

This person is Luo Yirao.

Their purpose was simple: to control him as a pawn and pave the way for the future restoration of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Of course, the Heavenly Mother Cult did this not out of loyalty to the old dynasty, but to devour the dynasty's fortune and sacrifice all living beings in the Nine Provinces to transform into the Ruins Mother Nest.

What is the Return to the Mother Nest?

In the eyes of the Heavenly Mother Cult, it was a sacred palace that nurtured all things in the world.

They believed that the entire world was a dying fetus covered in sores, which needed to undergo a devastating purification in order to be reborn as a perfect new world in the Ruins of Rebirth.

Therefore, whether it is the Cangyue Dynasty, the Northern Desert Demon Court, or even the Nanzhao Kingdom, they are all targets of the Heavenly Mother Sect and also nourishment for the Guixu Mother Nest.

This is the doctrine of the Heavenly Mother Sect—all things return to the Mother.

This is almost identical to the Zen master's grand vow that "all sentient beings are Buddhas," both being extremely insane ideas.

Luo Yirao narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and said meaningfully, "It's just that I thought of the name of Deputy Commander Gu, which is similar to that of the fake heir in the former Zhenbei Prince's Mansion."

"His name is Ning Jinzhao. If he were still alive, he would be about your age."

Gu Jinchao said calmly, "In such a vast land as Kyushu, it's not surprising that there are people with the same name."

"That's true."

Luo Yirao nodded slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips: "But as far as this manor knows, that fake prince was kidnapped by a mysterious force and then teleported to Qingzhou."

"And coincidentally, Deputy Commander Gu came from the Qingyun Sect in Qingzhou."

"Are there really such coincidences in the world?"

Gu Jinzhao asked calmly, "What exactly does the Lord of the Prefecture want to say to this humble servant?"

Luo Yirao changed the subject: "I am acquainted with the Princess of Zhenbei. We are sworn sisters, and I have seen that baby who was still in swaddling clothes."

"His expression was almost identical to that of Deputy Commander Gu."

Gu Jinzhao retorted, "What does that prove?"

"This really proves nothing."

Luo Yirao smiled slightly, took out a scroll from her storage ring, and slowly unfurled it: "But I once sought out a sorcerer who deduced what it would look like when it grew up."

"Deputy Commander Gu might as well take a look."

Gu Jinchao looked up and saw a young man depicted on the scroll.

He was exceptionally handsome and possessed a gentle and refined demeanor.

Both his appearance and the expression in his eyes were exactly the same as his.

Luo Yirao observed his reaction with great interest: "Does Deputy Commander Gu think this is you?"

Gu Jinzhao fell silent.

Luo Yirao had indeed met him.

And this painting, as she said, was created by a sorcerer using the art of cause and effect to deduce what he would look like when he grew up.

This was naturally done so that, more than twenty years later, it would be easier for the people of the Heavenly Mother Cult to approach him.

Seeing that he remained silent, Luo Yirao sighed softly, her tone softening: "Actually, I know some of the inside story of what happened back then, and I also guessed the intentions of the Prince of Zhenbei."

"The fake prince is not fake. The reason for sending him away is simply to protect him."

Gu Jinchao's eyes flickered slightly.

He knew that the Prince of Zhenbei had informed the Heavenly Mother Sect that he had met with him some time ago and revealed the "insider information" from back then.

What Luo Yirao needed to do was to gain his trust by using her status as the Princess Consort of Zhenbei, who was also his mother's sworn sister.

He remained silent, only lowering his eyes, his right hand silently caressing the ghost bride's exquisitely beautiful face, his fingertips gently stroking her delicate cheek skin.

An Wanxi pursed her lips, loosened her arms that were originally wrapped around herself, and took out a pair of black gauze gloves woven from ice silkworm silk from somewhere, and gently put them on.

The silk, as thin as smoke, clung tightly to her delicate, boneless hands, making her ten slender, white fingers appear even longer and more refined.

The most alluring feature is the dark purple nail polish on the fingertips, still clearly visible through the silk threads.

The deep, dark purple hue, accentuated by the lustrous sheen of the silk, lost some of its direct, seductive allure and gained a touch of mysterious allure and nobility.

"My dear husband, in your opinion, whose [Sword Condensation Technique] is more profound, mine or your martial uncle's?"

An Wanxi's cheeks flushed, and as her eyes sparkled, her soft hand gently caressed his waist and abdomen. Her slender, white fingers traced his skin, tracing a gentle upward motion.

The cool, silky texture of the ice silk, combined with the delicate warmth of her fingertips, created a sensation akin to experiencing both ice and fire.

Gu Jinzhao's heart fluttered, and his left hand involuntarily stroked the back of An Wanxi's head, his five fingers sinking into her soft hair: "Naturally, my wife's is more profound."

"Does my little husband really think so?"

An Wanxi gently pinched the soft flesh of his waist with her thumb and forefinger, kneading it tenderly through the thin silk, bringing a slight tingling sensation.

A mischievous glint flashed in Gu Jinzhao's eyes as he transmitted his voice, "Uncle-Master has only recently learned the [Sword Condensation Technique], how could he possibly compare to you, my wife?"

"My dear husband, what you said is ambiguous."

An Wanxi gave him a charmingly disdainful look, raised her right hand, and gently placed it on his knee. Through the fabric, her black-silk-clad fingers teasingly drew circles, one after another.

"Don't do anything reckless again."

Gu Jinzhao's whole body tensed up, his heart pounding like a drum, and he tried his best to control his breathing: "Otherwise... we'll really be exposed."

He had no idea which book An Wanxi had learned these tricks from.

They even made ice silk gloves.

If Luo Yirao hadn't been right in front of him, he would have already resorted to family discipline for fear of being discovered.

An Wanxi's beautiful lips curved into a seductive smile. Her left hand had already caressed his waist, while her right hand continued to draw circles on his knee, unhurried and composed: "I believe in my little husband; he can control himself~"

Gu Jinzhao felt somewhat helpless and had no choice but to let her go.

In the current situation, if he overreacts, he will be more likely to expose his weaknesses.

At this moment, Luo Yirao's voice came again: "Actually, I have no ill intentions towards Deputy Commander Gu."

"As I said before, Princess Zhenbei and I are sworn sisters."

"Before she passed away, she asked me to take care of you."

"It's a pity that although I know you are in the Qingyun Sect, I have never gone to look for you because of my special status and the uproar caused by the fake prince incident back then."

At this point, she looked at Gu Jinzhao, a relieved smile slowly spreading across her lips: "Fortunately, after the gathering of heroes from the Six Sects, you came to Yujing City and joined the Supervisory Office of the Demon Suppression Division, which gave us the opportunity to meet."