I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

But this idea was just an idea and was not put into action.

Aunt Yun was actually more majestic than Senior Sister. Her figure rose and fell slightly with her breathing, which immediately attracted his attention.

He remembered that when Aunt Yun, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, had her face covered with facial milk, he had been unable to resist playing with it.

The result was that he was slapped by Aunt Yun, and when his master found out, he slapped him again, so that the palm prints on his face became symmetrical.

He still remembered the feeling, but he didn't dare to think about it any further, fearing he would make the same mistake.

"Auntie Yun, would you feel uncomfortable if I lie on your legs like this?" Zhao Kangping changed the subject.

If a mortal woman had her legs resting on her knees like this for a long time, her legs would inevitably become numb.

But female monks may not have such troubles.

However, it would be uncomfortable to maintain the same posture for a long time.

So he asked her what she meant.

Aunt Nangong could clearly feel his head turning, and even his hot breath.

Men may enjoy the knee pillow, but women don't feel anything special about it. It just proves that the relationship between the two is close enough.

When he accepted the lap pillow, she knew that he still had some attachment to her.

This child lost his mother at a very young age, and even though his mother didn't ask him to, she still wanted to take care of him. This is probably the overflow of maternal love.

Although the two are not related by blood, there is still an emotional bond similar to family affection.

She felt that he needed her, which gave her a little satisfaction in her long-lasting emptiness.

Ping'er needs me.

This is probably one of the few things that can make this older aunt happy.

"No, no, why do you ask?" Zhao Kangping couldn't see that Nangong Ruyun's cheeks were flushed at this time. It had been a long time since she had felt so flushed.

Ever since the cold poison started growing in her body, her body has been icy cold. When the cold poison attacks, she can even turn into an ice sculpture uncontrollably.

The feeling of being cold and stiff all over is definitely not pleasant. The blood in the body stops flowing, the body temperature gradually decreases, and even the thinking becomes extremely slow or even still. It is extremely painful to resume movement only when the cold poison subsides on its own.

She longed for warmth more than anyone else, yet feared contact with outsiders. The cold poison erupted without reason, disregarding the surrounding life, its escaping chill freezing everything within a certain radius. Being near her during this period was extremely dangerous.

So until she found a way to cure the cold poison, she sealed herself off on a solitary peak and cut off all contact with outsiders.

For so many years, she endured the cold and loneliness alone. For her, who once loved the hustle and bustle, this was a torture more painful than killing her.

Therefore, the decades-long freeze permanently changed her body and mind.

Now she has found the antidote to the cold poison in her body.

God still favors her, and the salvation she is waiting for is her beloved nephew.

What reason could there be for her not to cherish him more?

Since he wanted a lap pillow, she would satisfy him. As long as he was happy, she would be happy too.

"Ah, when Master gave me the lap pillow, she always counted the time. At most, she would let me use it for the time of an incense stick."

"Many times when the time was almost up, she would always emphasize that there was not much time left."

"I know she's probably not used to doing that."

"I guess I caused her too much trouble after all."

Now he could actually put himself in his master's shoes and imagine how he felt.

At that time, he always tried to tease his master, trying to make her laugh, angry, or cry. All these emotions were better than having a cold face all the time.

No wonder she chose to devote herself to the Way of the Merciless Sword. It turned out that she had already found her own way and had already started practicing. However, the appearance of Zhao Kangping made her hesitate to practice the Taihao Merciless Sword.

Perhaps something had happened that forced her to embark on this ruthless path. But what exactly had happened? He wasn't sure.

In his opinion, there must have been an incident that caused the master to choose to leave them and his fellow disciples and quietly leave Yaohua Palace.

He originally wanted to ask his master about this matter, but when he met his master again, he threw this question out of his mind.

"Don't think so. I also think it's not good for her to be so cold. If I didn't know that she is actually a person who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside, I probably wouldn't be sisters with her."

"I think it's your presence that makes her life more colorful."

"You told me about the few times you met her, and I knew that she still had you in her heart."

"If one is more ruthless, those who practice the ruthless sword must cut off all emotions, but she can't do it to you. This shows that she is not yet truly ruthless."

Her mood was complicated. Even though Lan Ruoyu was gone, Ping'er was still in her heart.

Although she left so decisively, Nangong Ruyun could see that she still had feelings for him.

The last time Lan Ruoyu asked him for the Heavenly Book, he didn't give it to her.

If a person has already let go of love, he or she will probably kill his or her former lover without hesitation.

But Lan Ruoyu didn't.

"Also, Ping'er, you can rest your head on my legs for as long as you want. Aunt Yun, I have no problem with that."

Since Lan Ruoyu wouldn't let him rest his head on her lap, Aunt Yun would have to satisfy his preference.

Not just the knee pillow, she wanted to do everything Lan Ruoyu had done, and do it better. This was Nangong Ruyun's somewhat selfish, but true thought.

Nangong Ruyun wanted to look down at his face, but she didn't see it. Instead, two big balls hit his face.

Mr. Zhao is happy at this moment, being sandwiched between the soft thighs and the breasts.

But it was also painful, because the second master took up his sword and mounted his horse, wanting to show his prowess.

Zhao Kangping struggled to get out of the gap. He turned his back to his aunt, not wanting her to see his ugly appearance.

He suddenly stood up without any explanation, which made Aunt Yun confused.

"Ping'er? What, what's wrong?" She thought she had done something wrong.

At this moment, her mind was entirely on him, and she was afraid that she would make him unhappy.

This is not because he can cure himself of the cold poison.

It was simply that she cared about his feelings and she wanted him to be relaxed and happy when he was with her.

Even the slightest discomfort should be avoided completely.

Nangong Ruyun has never been in love with a man, and she doesn't know what it feels like to love someone.

But she felt that she was probably in love with Ping'er.

When he was very young, she often came to play with him, not only to fulfill the trust entrusted to her by her good sister, but also because he was one of the few people who could treat her sincerely.

He grew up under her own eyes, and there is no other person of the opposite sex in the world whom she can trust more than him.

Since coming to Chuanliu City, she has suffered from cold poison outbreaks twice, and both times Ping'er saved her.

The outbreak of the cold poison may not kill her immediately, but it will definitely shorten her already limited lifespan.

After his two treatments, there was very little cold poison left in her body.

The life span lost due to the cold poison seemed to have returned.

She could not describe in words the joy of escaping from the abyss.

It was him who saved her. It was so good that it happened to be him. He was the only person of the opposite sex that she would not reject.

If we need to find someone to practice dual cultivation with to solve the problem of cold poison, it can only be him.

"It's okay, Aunt Yun, I was a little embarrassed just now."

"What's there to be embarrassed about? Ping'er, why are you embarrassed with me?"

As she spoke, Nangong Ruyun stood up and was about to walk to Zhao Kangping's front.

When Mr. Zhao heard her movement, he moved and turned around as if by reflex, facing her again.

“???” Aunt Yun noticed his strangeness and immediately became playful.

She first went around to the left.

As expected, Zhao Kangping reacted and turned his body clockwise.

However, Nangong Ruyun's move was just a feint. She immediately changed direction and ended up facing him.

When she looked at her nephew sitting on the bed, she immediately understood the reason for his sudden reaction.

"You!" Nangong Ruyun covered her face with both hands, leaving no gaps between her fingers.

She felt her breathing quicken a little.

"Hahaha!" She suddenly laughed out loud without any image.

When Zhao Kangping saw his embarrassment, he gave up and stopped hiding it.

"Ping'er, it's okay. I won't say anything about you. You're a man, too. This is normal."

"Do you think Aunt Yun is pretty?"

She would not suppress his instinctive reaction as a man like Lan Ruoyu did.

Isn't this proof that he realizes his aunt's charm?

"She's beautiful. Finding a woman prettier than Aunt Yun is probably no easier than ascending to immortality."

"Yes, is that so? You are not trying to cheer up Aunt Yun. I am already so old."

"No, Aunt Yun has always been young, and you are a cultivator of the Void Refining Realm. For more than five hundred years, you are just a little girl."

"How can you say Aunt Yun is a little girl?"

"No, no, no, I mean Aunt Yun looks very young."

Zhao Kangping was a little flustered, but after being seen by her, he no longer avoided it.

Judging from Aunt Yun's reaction, she is no longer as shy as she was in her youth. After all, considering her age, she is a mature aunt.

What he said made Nangong Ruyun very happy.

He said he was as young as a little girl.

This must be a compliment.

Yes, she is young. Compared with the lifespan of people in the Void Refinement Stage, she is over 500 years old and of course she is considered a little girl.

But she has experienced too many hardships over the years, which has made her lose her youthful heart.

Perhaps the change was too sudden and too violent, and she almost forgot what she was like before.

At that time, she was lively and cheerful, and liked to joke with people close to her.

"Hehehe, since you said I'm young, do you like me?" This was her test of him.

If he says he likes it, then she will go along with it.

If he said he didn't like it, she would say she was joking, but the possibility of that was slim.

Because she was sure of her charm, she was sure that Ping'er had a good impression of her, but she just couldn't figure out the extent of this good impression.

"I...Aunt Yun, actually..."

Zhao Kangping scratched his head. He seemed to be about to speak, but stopped himself. His words were incoherent. After hesitating for a long time, he said, "Auntie Yun is such a beauty. I have always wanted to..."

At this point, he suddenly got stuck. It was only then that he realized some of his wording was off. He hadn't thought it through carefully, and his impromptu remarks lacked polish.

Nangong Ruyun understood something.

She sat on his lap and put her arms around the back of his head.

Her face was so close that her breath could hit his face.

"I understand, Ping'er, look into my eyes."

Her face sank, and her cold, soft lips blocked his.

She is no longer a shy little girl.

If you love, say it boldly.

But she felt that just saying it was not enough, only actions could prove this love.

Even though she had never seen it, she had never tried it herself.

But having lived this long, how could it be possible that I haven’t read a few enlightenment books?