There are always fairies plotting against me

She shook her head quickly.

What am I doing?!

This is just the Dao Law, how can it be controlled by the Dao Law?!

Xiao Yinruo closed his eyes and took a deep breath. As the Taoism of Forgetfulness flowed, he wanted to comprehend and transform the emotions that were transmitted back to him.

But the attention that had just been concentrated collapsed again in the next second.

She lowered her head, slightly parted her red lips, and a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.

She had experienced this kind of thing when she was empathizing with Nanzhi in the kitchen, but this time it was completely different from what happened with Pei Suoyu.

It seemed as if countless small candies were exploding between her lips and teeth, giving her a strange and wonderful feeling.

Xiao Yinruo also heard the conversation between the master and the disciple coming from the window, so the doubts in his eyes deepened. This kind of fasting pill...

But before I could think about it, I felt another "explosion". This time the "explosion" was like a firework, gorgeous and colorful.

Xiao Yinruo, who had empathized with Nanzhi, knew that this was caused by Lu Jinan.

She was aware of this emotion, but with the help of the Qigong Pill, it was another novel experience.

Gulu.

Xiao Yinruo swallowed...but it seemed a little difficult to listen to.

At this moment, the empathy that Pei Suhao conveyed to her made her suddenly close her legs and hold her skirt tightly with her delicate hands.

It's so strange again.

Xiao Yinruo buried his head in his arms, feeling a stomach cramp.

“Huff, huff, huff…”

Under his arms, Xiao Yinruo breathed with her mouth open, and her already charming eyes were like blooming peach blossoms, full of the beauty of the spring moon.

"You little brat, do you still dare to bully your master?"

Pei Suoyu's voice sounded from inside the window after a long while.

Hearing her friend's voice, Xiao Yinruo bent her knees tighter, the knuckles of her hands, which were tightly wrapped around her skirt, were clearly visible, and her emotions were intense.

She suddenly had an urge to take a look inside.

But she knew she couldn't do that.

I'm doing this to improve my strength, not for this kind of thing—

The Palace Master of Qingmiao Palace tried to remain rational.

The Taoist method of forgetfulness that was slowly circulating around her body helped her to calm down, but the next second she felt that Pei Suoyu was more nervous.

nervous?

Xiao Yinruo, who also became nervous for a moment, raised her head and looked at the flowers and plants swaying in the night wind not far away. Hearing Su Yu's scream and Lu Jinan's voice coming from inside the house, she bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth and buried her head in her arms again.

Palace Master Xiao did not unlock the empathy method.

"Master." Lu Jinan stood by the bed again and looked at Pei Wanyu, who was lying on the bed with her beautiful legs in black stockings draped over the edge. "How could you go back on your word?"

Pei Wanyu licked her lips, propping up her slightly raised torso on her elbows. Her phoenix eyes held the amusement of having bullied her disciple again. "Didn't your master take the fasting pill? Isn't your master a man of his word? Isn't your good disciple satisfied?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she stretched out her black silk jade feet and touched Lu Jinan's thigh: "My dear disciple, please don't get too excited~

,

Lu Jinan heard the hidden meaning in Pei Suohao's words, which was the bottom line.

However, even if the master did not remind him, Lu Jinan knew clearly what he should do.

"I said I would just be a traitor for a little while." Lu Jinan smiled and squatted down, stroking her calf:

So, I know my limits."

As he spoke, he applied a little force with his fingers. With a 'hiss' sound, the fine silk stockings on his calves quickly split open a big hole on his calves as if black mist was torn apart by a sharp blade.

The crystal clear, plump and well-proportioned calves, like snow lotus roots, were exposed, and the smooth and beautiful curves as if covered with snow powder attracted the prying eyes of the traitor.

His big hand continued to move upwards, and with another tearing sound, the black stockings on the thighs spread out. The tight skin stimulated the sight, and when the stockings broke and bounced on the creamy thigh skin, it actually left a faint red mark on the delicate snow-white skin.

Pei Suoyu's eyes trembled slightly, and her beautiful legs trembled slightly: "What bad idea are you thinking of again?"

Lu Jinan smiled slightly: "I just want to give him a taste of his own medicine."

He quickly poured a fasting pill into his mouth, bit it with his teeth and moved forward at lightning speed.

This time, it was Pei Suoyu who opened her eyes wide.

By the window, jet-black hair fluttered in the breeze, covering half of the window like flowing clouds.

Xiao Yinruo, with rosy cheeks, quietly leaned out her head and looked into the house with her watery peach blossom eyes.

She stood up by holding on to the wall, just wanting to take a look.

But the sight seemed to be frozen.

Under the perception of "Empathy Taoism", Xiao Yinruo knew the situation in the room clearly, but still wanted to take a look.

Thus perception and vision intertwine.

At this moment, his friend was like a snow frog lying on its back, with its knees bent and nowhere to put its head.

Just like what Suo Yu did to Jin An before, except that the offense and defense were reversed this time.

Xiao Yinruo looked at it, but involuntarily sat back on the ground.

When she became Lu Jinan after taking the fasting pill, she felt that she was the same as her good friend.

She arched her waist and held the bed sheet tightly with both hands - but she was holding her skirt tightly.

Just like the lake in the Taichu Temple rippling in the wind and rain, the cuckoo's cry drowned out all the birdsong and cicada chirping.

Xiao Yinruo leaned against the wall.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but she only knew that when the dawn broke, she arrived at the gate of Qingyi Palace.

With her hair loose and her clothes loose, she felt the morning light, and her eyes were a little dazed as she raised her head slightly.

At this moment, I feel like I'm being drenched by drizzle.

Xiao Yinruo closed her eyes and stepped into the threshold of Qingyi Palace.

When the "Empathy Method" no longer worked, feelings of self-blame and shame surged in my heart.

But what she blamed herself for the most was another emotion that surged in her heart - it was like a thorn in her flesh, making her heart and body no longer under the control of her brain.

Xiao Yinruo took off her clothes and subconsciously wanted to put them in the closet, but when she felt the moistness between her fingers, she quickly put the clothes into the storage space.

She raised her right hand to protect her chest, and looked down at the shadow of Bu Ruo Wanyu. Indistinctly, she seemed to see the child Jin An again.

Xiao Yinruo quickly patted his cheeks and hurried towards the hot spring pool in the inner hall.

"I'm doing this for my strength—my strength should have increased significantly, that's the most important thing."

Xiao Yinruo, talking to herself, hid herself in the hot spring, her beautiful long hair spread out on the water like a blooming flower.

She hugged her knees, pursed her red lips and said nothing.

The scene I had secretly witnessed came to mind.

This kid Jin An is really a bad seed.

When the daughter's red wine that has been stored in the cellar for a long time is opened, its mellow aroma is difficult to conceal.

In the Huangyu Palace.

The master and disciple huddled together in the remaining sleeping space on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

A black chiffon nightgown was draped beside the bed, and black stockings were tangled messily under the bed.

The early morning air was filled with an indelible moistness. Pei Suoyu's sleeping posture was not very good, with one leg resting on Lu Jinan's waist, her toes slightly curled, and her legs twitching.

When the first ray of sunlight came in, the bedroom door was gently pushed open.

The fluttering silver ponytail was quiet. Mu Qingyue lowered her head slightly, her eyes covered by a black cloth, and she seemed to be looking at the torn stockings on the ground.

She took a step without making any sound.

Author: I will only update once today, so I will take it easy to avoid spoiling the plot.

Thank you for your support?

Chapter 130 "Yin Ruo, how does it feel to be your disciple's husband?" (Combined Chapter)

early morning.

Zhu Nanzhi slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was a slightly strange, yet familiar ceiling of the bed.

It felt strange because I had only stayed here for one night, but it felt familiar because this was the bridal chamber where I spent my wedding night with my husband after we reunited.

Cuiqingju——

"Ms.-"

Zhu Nanzhi quickly sat up and turned his head to look, and the figure of his master came into view.

Although Xiao Yinruo was wearing a loose long skirt at this time, the slightly thin dress in the dog days of summer still outlined her plump and exquisite figure, and bathed in the sunlight from the window, it was even more imaginative.

Her hair, as if freshly bathed, was draped over her shoulders and back as smooth as satin. The extremely silky hair could not catch too many water droplets, so it only looked slightly damp, making it even more translucent and bright.

Under her long hair, Xiao Yinruo's skin was smooth and delicate, as clear as cold jade. The lines from her snow-white cheeks to her jaw were indescribably delicate and exquisite, outlining a cold and elegant face.

Beneath her slightly curved eyebrows, a pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to be staring absentmindedly out the window.

She pursed her red lips, as red as freshly peeled lotus seeds, and turned her head when she heard the noise. She clenched her bare hands on the table slightly, and smiled slightly: "Awake?"

Zhu Nanzhi hummed, but her eyes were fixed on her master.

The master in the past was like the snow in the cold winter, cold and noble, as if he had never experienced the dust of the world. Especially his peach blossom eyes, although upturned, were like cold stars, inadvertently revealing a hint of alienation and elegance.

But at this moment, Zhu Nanzhi felt that her master was like a snowflake melting in spring. Although his temperament was still natural and elegant, it had a warmer and more mellow feeling.

Especially those peach blossom eyes, as the corners of her mouth slightly curved, there was a hint of indescribable emotion, like a melting snow mountain, bringing with it the spring feeling of peach blossoms in March.

Just like——

Zhu Nanzhi's eyes flashed slightly, yes, it was femininity!

The cool and elegant master has become more feminine!

"What's wrong?" Feeling guilty and uneasy, Xiao Yinruo couldn't help but lift up her plump and delicate thighs under her long skirt, crossing them together as if to show the aura of the Palace Master of Qingmiao Palace.

"Nothing." Zhu Nanzhi shook her head, but her eyes swept across her master's calves under her skirt.

The skin on the calves, not covered by silk pants, is smooth and delicate, showing the slender, graceful and elegant lines of the legs.

And below the calves, the naked white and tender feet exude a bright pink luster in the morning light, and each toe is neatly rounded and crystal clear.

A strange look flashed in Zhu Nanzhi's eyes. It was obvious that the master had just finished bathing not long ago. However, the master always dressed neatly after bathing during the day. How could he be wearing only a long skirt at this time?

If Xiao Yin could sense his good disciple's thoughts, he would realize that he was not his normal self at the moment.

After leaving the window of Huangyu Palace in the early morning, she took a bath that lasted much longer than before. After finishing the bath in a restless mood, she realized that Nanzhi was about to wake up, so she hurried to Cuiqingju.

I was thinking of getting dressed quickly, but I got distracted and forgot about it."

Xiao Yinruo sighed softly in her heart and pretended to be calm and changed the subject: "How's the meditation going?"

Hearing the master's voice, Zhu Nanzhi came back to her senses and looked out the window, then looked at her clothes which she had not changed, and the expression on her gentle face became a little conflicted.

Why did I get so absorbed in meditation last night?!

My own path is related to my husband. As long as my husband is around, I don’t have to worry about my cultivation level. How can I forget about my husband because of meditation?

Zhu Nanzhi looked at Xiao Yinruo, remembering that his master wanted to check his swordsmanship last night, and then fell into meditation unknowingly.

“Master, last night——”

Seeing Nanzhi's hesitant look, Xiao Yinruo said calmly, "The way of the sword ultimately needs to be stable, and last night Jin'an and Wanyu talked about you and Qingyue. It's useless for you to go and look for him."

Zhu Nanzhi blinked and said, "My husband must have taken a bath first and then went to find Senior Pei. I just want to take a bath with him."

As she spoke, she tilted her head: "Did my husband chat with Senior Pei all night?"

"I don't know." Xiao Yinruo turned her head to look out the window, a hint of shame flashing in her eyes.