Fairy, please don't do this!

"Hmm~"

An Wanxi gave a soft snort, her long, narrow eyeliner trembled, and her breathing became a little disordered.

Don't tempt me!

"Otherwise, we'll use family discipline."

Gu Jinzhao took a deep breath, suppressing the agitation in his heart, and warned fiercely.

He had no idea why An Wanxi had such amazing talent in this area.

She learned from books alone, and her every smile, every gesture, was utterly captivating.

An Wanxi pursed her lips and asked in confusion, "What are family rules?"

She seemed to enjoy teasing her husband and watching him become unable to resist.

"Attack here!"

Gu Jinzhao glanced at that millstone-shaped buttocks.

An Wanxi blinked her captivating peach blossom eyes, pursed her lips, and chuckled, "What kind of family discipline involves spanking?"

Gu Jinchao replied matter-of-factly, "This is the Gu family's rule!"

An Wanxi reached out and hugged his neck, her voice soft and sweet as she asked, "Why did you pinch me just now, my little husband?"

Gu Jinchao said righteously, "This is revenge for setting a trap for me last time."

The last time he was referring to was the time when the ghost wife helped out, and Aunt Ruo took over.

Mentioning this, An Wanxi couldn't help but smile: "It seems like she's been avoiding you ever since last time!"

Gu Jinzhao rubbed his temples and sighed, "After what happened, not only Aunt Ruo, but even I don't know how to face her."

From that day on, Aunt Ruo prepared breakfast in advance every morning.

When we returned to Baicaotang from the sect that evening, Aunt Ruo went to bed early and was nowhere to be seen.

After thinking for a moment, An Wanxi suggested, "Since you're going on a long trip this time, why don't you use saying goodbye as an excuse to explain things to her properly?"

Gu Jinzhao felt that things couldn't continue like this, and they had to find a way to break the ice.

Besides, he's a man, so he should take the initiative.

……

The next day, dawn was breaking!

Si Ruoyu opened the window, took a deep breath of the morning breeze, and then sat down at the dressing table to slowly comb her hair.

The person in the mirror has exquisite features, and is stunningly beautiful even without makeup, exuding a languid beauty like someone waking up in the morning.

But recalling the past, she stopped combing her long hair, a hint of sorrow appearing between her brows.

These past few days, she has indeed been avoiding Gu Jinzhao, unsure of how to face him.

But things can't go on like this forever, can they?

Besides, she is Gu Jinzhao's elder, so she should take the initiative.

After all, the fault didn't lie with Gu Jinchao; it was only because of the cultivation method that such an absurd thing happened.

Just then, a paper crane flew in from afar and gently landed on the windowsill.

Si Ruoyu gently raised her delicate hand, took the paper crane, and unfolded it.

Instantly, lines of neat and beautiful handwriting came into view.

Aunt Ruo, how have you been lately...?

This letter was indeed sent by Mu Yiren.

The content consists of what has happened to her in the Dao Realm these past few days.

When I first started watching, Si Ruoyu had a gentle smile on her face.

Until the end, his expression suddenly became unnatural, and he even seemed a little lost.

I heard from Xiao Li that Gu Jinzhao's junior sister has moved into Baicaotang. I'd like to trouble Aunt Ruo to keep an eye on her so she doesn't do anything to betray me.

Lin Qingci did have some feelings for Gu Jinzhao, which she could tell, but the two of them definitely hadn't done anything out of line.

However, it was she, as the aunt, who did something that wronged Mu Yiren.

"Hey……"

After carefully putting away the letter, Si Ruoyu sighed softly, her sense of guilt growing even stronger.

After a long while, the sun rose.

She suppressed her chaotic thoughts, simply combed her hair up, clipped it with a peach wood hairpin, and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

I walked out of the room and down the corridor to the kitchen.

Pushing open the door, a familiar figure came into view in front of the stove. Someone had arrived before her; it was none other than Gu Jinzhao.

"Aunt Ruo is up?"

Hearing footsteps, Gu Jinzhao put down his work, revealing a face slightly covered in flour, and said somewhat awkwardly:

"I want to make some steamed buns. I have prepared the scallion and meat filling and the dough, but they don't look very nice when I wrap them."

As he spoke, he opened his palm, revealing a plump bun that was almost completely stuffed with meat filling.

As for its shape, it can no longer be called a steamed bun; it looks more like a large wonton.

"Don't add too much filling!"

Seeing him like this, Si Ruoyu felt all the worries she had been carrying vanish in an instant. She slowly picked up a rolled-out dough sheet and then used a bamboo stick to pile the filling into a small mountain.

"When wrapping, you need to use a gentle force. Pinch the leather with your right thumb inside and your index finger outside, and make continuous pleats."

"Gradually increase the pressure in the last three pleats, then twist the opening half a turn to form a fish mouth shape!"

Under those nimble, supple hands, the meat filling was completely wrapped up, and the appearance became beautiful, turning it into a real steamed bun.

Gu Jinchao tried to imitate the cat, but the result was still not good enough: "Why can't I do it?"

Si Ruoyu smiled gently: "Take your time!"

"By the way, Aunt Ruo, I'm going to Tianfeng City with my junior sister tomorrow..."

Before they knew it, their relationship had returned to its former warmth.

The steamed buns were quickly steamed, but the atmosphere fell silent.

"Aunt Ruo, that day..."

"Today, that day..."

The two looked at each other and spoke at the same time, which surprised them.

Si Ruoyu gently bit her red lips: "You go first!"

Gu Jinzhao took a deep breath and said, word by word, "What happened that day was ultimately my fault, so I want to apologize to Aunt Ruo!"

Si Ruoyu's cheeks flushed slightly, making her breathtakingly beautiful: "The fault lies not with you or me, but with the cultivation method, and I didn't take it to heart."

"Therefore, there is no need to blame yourself too much today."

"From now on, we can still be the same as before, without having to deliberately avoid anything."

At this point, she thought of Mu Yiren's letter and felt as if she had stolen from her own possession; the guilt almost filled her chest.

Hearing this, Gu Jinzhao finally relaxed and smiled, "I understand, Aunt Ruo!"

He always knew that Aunt Ruo's love for him was almost ingrained in his very bones.

Even if someone makes a mistake, I never have the heart to scold them.

Si Ruoyu suppressed her shame and appropriately changed the subject: "Is this the first time you've experienced this 'yang qi turning into fire' syndrome?"

“This is the first time!” Gu Jinzhao nodded and said, “Before, it was only the Zhongyuan, Qihai, and Zhongji acupoints that were burning and swollen, but I didn’t pay attention to it.”

Si Ruoyu's words were full of worry: "She's not by your side. If these symptoms reappear in the future, how will you resolve them?"

"I have my own..."

Gu Jinzhao wanted to say that he had a way to resolve the situation, since An Wanxi was inseparable from him, but he stopped himself from speaking.

If the matter of the ghost bride could be told frankly, things wouldn't have come to this.

Si Ruoyu pondered for a long time before gently advising, "Although this sword technique is fierce and powerful, it also has its drawbacks."

"If possible, we might as well switch to cultivating the three great sword techniques of the Qingyun Sect..."

Chapter 48, Aunt Ruo's Gift of Lotus Flowers and Hidden Carp (Part 1)

Gu Jinzhao knew she was doing this for his own good, but he could only shake his head and refuse: "The sword technique I practiced before was the first volume of the True Yang Sword Technique."

"Now that I have received the complete inheritance, although it has been less than two months, my cultivation has improved a lot and I have already broken into the mid-stage of the eighth rank."

"If you switch to other sword techniques, you will not only have to start from scratch, but your cultivation will also stagnate."

At this point, he sighed: "I carry a portion of the Cangyue Dynasty's fortune within me, and the Prince of Zhenbei will come knocking on my door sooner or later."

"If I don't have the strength, I can only let him slaughter me."

His background, including the fortune he possessed, had already been told to Aunt Ruo, so she was sure she could understand.

As for why it's essential to cultivate the True Yang Sword Technique, the answer is actually quite simple!

Because this method is extremely powerful and yang, it can conceal the demonic energy derived from his cultivation of the "Six Elements True Demon Technique".

Therefore, both methods need to be practiced simultaneously; neither can be neglected.

Si Ruoyu's gaze was complicated, and she hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself: "But..."

"Don't worry, Aunt Ruo!" Gu Jinzhao gently grasped her soft, boneless hand and said earnestly, "I have found a way to solve the problems caused by the True Yang Sword Technique, so you don't need to worry."

Have you found a solution?

But wouldn't that require the Daoist partner to draw upon their own Yin energy and combine it with the true Yang fire?

Si Ruoyu was slightly taken aback, but then she seemed to realize something and asked with a hint of embarrassment and annoyance, "Are you not going to a brothel to find those prostitutes?"

Gu Jinzhao looked bewildered: "What woman of the night?"

But the next moment, he realized what he meant and was both amused and exasperated: "Who said I was looking for prostitutes?"

The ghost wife added, "She's clearly looking for me!"

She is Gu Jinzhao's wife, though he doesn't know it.

Of course, Si Ruoyu couldn't hear this, so her expression became even more serious, with a hint of anger: "If not those women seeking prostitutes, then who else could we be looking for?"

"Celadon?"

"Your relationship is far from that point."

"She's not by your side either, could it be that a female ghost has suddenly appeared out of nowhere to help you?"

Gu Jinzhao was raised by him and has always been a person of high moral character.

If he were to frequent brothels in order to cultivate his sword techniques and quickly improve his strength, how could he possibly be worthy of Mu Yiren, with whom he was engaged?

"I……"

Gu Jinzhao was speechless, unsure how to explain.

Seeing his appearance, Si Ruoyu became even more certain of her thoughts, but she knew that he had no choice but to resort to this tactic because of the Prince of Zhenbei.

It should be noted that the King of Zhenbei is a third-grade divine cultivator and the military god of the Cangyue Dynasty, in charge of 100,000 Canglong soldiers.

And what about Gu Jinchao?

Although he joined the Qingyun Sect, he was only an inner disciple and was not favored by his master, Wan Qingsong.

Therefore, everything depends on oneself.

Thinking of this, Si Ruoyu felt both heartache and pity: "I have a way to help you resolve the problem of your yang energy turning into fire."

Gu Jinchao asked instinctively, "What method?"

An Wanxi, who was hiding in his shadow, was also somewhat curious.