Fairy, please don't do this!

Si Ruoyu smiled slightly and pushed the plate towards her.

The calico cat didn't stand on ceremony and began to feast.

While eating, she mumbled incoherently, "I just went to the young master's room... He was sitting cross-legged on the couch cultivating, his face as red as if it were being roasted by fire, and he was muttering something about 'Why is my yang energy turning into fire again'..."

She seemed somewhat confused, tilting her head, a faint purple glint flashing in her eyes, and couldn't help but look at Si Ruoyu: "What is Yang Qi transforming into fire?"

"Yang energy transforming into fire?"

Si Ruoyu's expression changed slightly. She hurriedly put on an outer garment and rushed to Gu Jinzhao's room.

But after taking only a few steps, he stopped.

She suddenly remembered that Mu Yiren was at Baicaotang.

If Gu Jinchao wanted to harmonize his yang energy, he should have gone to find his fiancée first.

"Let's see if Jinzhao can resolve this on its own first..."

"If all else fails, then let her go."

Recalling the time she had helped him, Si Ruoyu felt a flush rise to her cheeks. Composing herself, she continued walking outside.

Before long, she arrived at Gu Jinzhao's door.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, he vaguely heard a woman's voice coming from inside.

Because it is so light and fine, it is difficult to tell whether it is truly Mu Yiren.

Si Ruoyu hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not knock on the door. Instead, she quietly extended her divine sense and probed inside.

If it is indeed Mu Yiren who is helping him harmonize his yang energy, it would be inappropriate for me to disturb her rashly.

However, the next moment, she trembled and suddenly opened her eyes wide.

An alluring blush instantly rose on that gentle and beautiful face, spreading all the way to the roots of her ears.

"Qingci...how could she be inside..."

"And him today..."

Si Ruoyu felt her cheeks burning and hurriedly withdrew her consciousness, almost staggering as she retreated back to her room.

She never imagined that the two of them had become so intimate.

However... in this way, there is really no need to worry about the condition of yang energy turning into fire.

The scene I had just witnessed flashed through my mind, and I felt both embarrassed and a strange, indescribable bitterness welling up inside me.

Master's words, shrouded in black robes, echoed in his ears once more: "Now that Gu Jinzhao has embarked on the path of cultivation, the only ones who can accompany him for a long time are his Daoist partners who will share the same path with him..."

Although it is unknown whether this can resolve the peach blossom calamity, there is no doubt that both Mu Yiren and Lin Qingci will become Gu Jinzhao's Daoist partners in the future.

With them by her side, even if her Yang energy turned into fire again, she wouldn't need to worry.

This should have been a cause for celebration, but Si Ruoyu felt an emptiness in her heart, as if something extremely important had been silently taken away from her.

She sat back down at her desk, picked up her medical book again, and tried to use the familiar words to calm the turmoil in her heart.

But when I looked at the paper, every word and sentence was blurred.

The candlelight flickered quietly, illuminating her profile as she remained motionless, lost in thought...

Chapter 93, Completely Possessing My Senior Brother (Part 1) [3K]

The candlelight flickered, casting a warm, yellow glow that covered half the bed.

Lin Qingci was nestled in Gu Jinzhao's arms, her cheek pressed against his chest. Her pretty face was still flushed, like a peach blossom in March after being washed by the night rain, exuding a delicate beauty full of moisture.

Her long, narrow eyelashes trembled slightly, and her warm, sweet breath brushed against Gu Jinzhao's neck, causing a slight tickle.

Gu Jinzhao felt that most of the raging true yang fire within his body had been tamed, and his body had regained its mobility. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and softly called out, "Junior Sister."

"Hmm... has the yang fire within Senior Brother subsided?"

Lin Qingci gave a muffled reply, slightly raising her head, her breathing still somewhat rapid.

"That's about enough. I can handle the rest on my own."

Gu Jinzhao reached out and gently tucked her slightly messy hair behind her ear, revealing her beautiful and delicate face.

A faint hint of allure lingered in her brows and eyes, blending with her originally endearing temperament to create a charm that was somewhere between youthful innocence and maturity.

The focus in her eyes gradually sharpened, yet it still seemed veiled by a thin mist, through which his silhouette was reflected.

Lin Qingci stared at him quietly for a while, then suddenly smiled.

The smile was faint, yet as sweet as melted honey.

Gu Jinzhao couldn't help but ask, "What are you laughing at?"

"nothing."

Lin Qingci, like a lazy cat, gently rubbed against his neck, her eyes filled with satisfaction and joy.

The sorrow and despair of the past life have vanished after last night.

Because she finally truly won over her senior brother.

Compared to Mu Yiren, her rival in love, she was already far ahead.

"You must be tired too, let me take you back to your room."

Gu Jinzhao didn't say anything more, but gently patted Lin Qingci's pert buttocks.

We need to clean up the mess before dawn.

Otherwise, if Mu Yiren were to witness this scene in the early morning, it would be a huge problem.

Lin Qingci lowered her eyes, her expression weak and pitiful: "But now... I have no strength left in my body."

"I'll carry you back."

Gu Jinzhao remained silent for a moment before getting up.

"Pop—"

Just then, a very abrupt, soft sound rang out, as if the cork of a porcelain bottle had been removed.

Lin Qingci's cheeks flushed red, so embarrassed she wished she could disappear into the ground.

Gu Jinzhao coughed lightly, pretending not to hear, casually put on a brocade robe, then picked up Lin Qingci and carried her back to her room.

"And...and that bed sheet..."

Lin Qingci suddenly remembered something and quickly reminded her softly.

Gu Jinzhao's gaze fell on the bed sheet reflecting red plum blossoms on the couch, and he pointed it like a sword, cutting it neatly off.

Lin Qingci reached out and took it, carefully folded it, and put it into her bosom.

Gu Jinzhao carried the beauty in his arms and quickly took her back to her room.

Lin Qingci leaned against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, savoring the tender warmth.

Although we have already won over our senior brother, we must not be arrogant or complacent at this moment, but should press our advantage and continue our advance.

Once you've tasted the pleasure the first time, and are hooked, you'll want a second, a third...

As long as she seizes the opportunity, her senior brother will eventually become hers completely.

As for Mu Yiren, Lin Qingci always suspected that she might also carry memories of her past life, just like herself.

Since it cannot be confirmed at the moment, she has no choice but to keep Gu Jinzhao firmly in her grasp and not give him any opportunity to take advantage of her.

"Rest well, you don't need to go to the sect tomorrow."

Gu Jinchao gently put her down and then turned to go back to his room.

"Senior brother, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, a muffled thud was heard.

Lin Qingci's face suddenly turned pale, her delicate body swayed, and she collapsed softly onto the bed.

"what happened?"

Gu Jinzhao hurriedly stepped forward and grasped her slender wrist.

With just a slight awareness, my heart sank.

Within Lin Qingci's spiritual abode, a dazzling fiery red light filled the space, as if flames were burning within it.

That was truly the fire of true yang!

Gu Jinzhao instantly understood.

It was probably because of the [Sword Nourishing Technique] that the true yang fire accumulated over three months was too vigorous. When it was blended, only a portion was neutralized. The remaining fire not only remained in his body, but also a portion was transferred into Lin Qingci's spiritual palace.

He quickly flipped through the True Yang Sword Manual in his mind, but it did not record how to deal with this kind of situation, so he frowned.

"Your junior sister's cultivation level is still too low, and she is unable to force out the true yang fire within her body."

"Therefore, the only way to completely refine it is through the method of Yin and Yang working together."

A soft, charming voice rang in my ears at just the right moment.

Gu Jinzhao was taken aback upon hearing this.

According to the ghost wife's words, the merging just now was not thorough, which is why Lin Qingci was implicated.

"Should we...continue?"

Lin Qingci blushed and asked in a low voice.

She naturally realized that the previous treatment alone was far from enough to resolve the condition of Yang energy turning into fire.

Gu Jinzhao looked somewhat embarrassed: "Your body is already weak. If you force yourself to combine yang fire again, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand it..."

Lin Qingci lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, then took out a porcelain bottle from the wooden box beside the bed: "I still have some of the [Danxia Warm Jade Dew] that my senior brother gave me earlier."

"This substance can both warm and nourish the body, as well as nourish yin and replenish blood."

"I soaked in a medicinal bath for half an hour, and that should help me recover a little."

"That's all we can do."

Gu Jinzhao sighed softly, took the porcelain bottle, got up and went behind the screen, prepared a bucket of warm water for her, and poured the remaining [Danxia Warm Jade Dew] in the bottle into the water.

He then returned to the bedside and carried Lin Qingci to the tub.

After Gu Jinchao turned away, she gently removed her strapless nightgown, revealing a graceful and slender body, and slowly stepped into the bathtub filled with the aroma of herbs.

……

About half an hour later!

Lin Qingci returned to her bedroom.

She had just finished bathing and was wrapped in a soft, light blue silk nightgown.

The color is extremely pale, like the thinnest layer of blue mist on a lake in early spring. When the light shines on it, you can see the smooth contours of the skin underneath.

The nightgown had a cross-collar design, with a few sparse bamboo branches embroidered in silver thread at the neckline, which supported her budding breasts, making them look like freshly ripened peaches.

But Gu Jinzhao's gaze was fixed on her legs.

It was a pair of over-the-knee, ice-white silk stockings that wrapped from the ankles all the way to the mid-thighs, with extremely fine silver trim at the top, shimmering like pearls in the candlelight.

The stockings were so thin that the texture of the skin underneath could be clearly seen, the soft curve of the calves, the shallow indentation at the knees, and the most lustrous and snow-white part on the side of the thighs.

“A while ago, I went to Fenglingxuan to buy clothes. I saw these thin and sheer knee-high stockings and thought they would look pretty good on me, so I bought them.”

"What do you think, senior brother?"

Lin Qingci walked to the bedside and asked in a charming voice.

The reason she bought these stockings, which would make anyone feel ashamed just by looking at them, was because she had learned from the calico cat that Gu Jinzhao had a book called "Illustrations of Jade Feet, Volume 1" hidden in the rafters.

Driven by curiosity, I went to a bookstore in the city, only to find that "Illustrations of Jade Feet, Volume 1" was already sold out, so I had to buy a newly released copy of "Illustrations, Volume 2".

As she suspected, this book wasn't a serious book, but what could she do when her senior brother liked it?

So, I made a special trip to Fenglingxuan and picked out a few of these ice silk stockings!

"It looks great!"