There are always fairies plotting against me

Can I protect my husband's body?

Only with cultivation and strength can you protect your husband's body!

There was a hint of gloom between her brows, and anxiety and panic were mixed in her heart.

Why, why do you keep staring at this piece of beautiful flesh of your husband——

Zhu Nanzhi clenched his hands tightly and suddenly looked towards the direction of the Two Worlds Gate. If there were no external enemies, the importance of the Wandao Sect would not be so great...

She walked away, and Xiao Yinruo in the room was staring at the finished chess game on the board in a trance.

My body felt a little cold, and there was a heavy feeling in my chest, as if I was suffocating, and my heart seemed to ache every time it beat.

It's just that Nanzhi knows about the concept of "empathy"...

When Nanzhi said it herself, the guilt that spread in her heart spread to her entire chest.

If Xiao Yinruo knew that he should feel guilty, he must feel guilty, because he was indeed wrong in doing so.

But, but——

She knew it was wrong to do so, but...

Xiao Yinruo closed her legs tightly under the table, and her right hand, which was on the table, fell between her legs.

She couldn't help but close her eyes, her breathing slightly disordered.

Why, why does it feel this way?

This is the feeling you get when your body feels happy, right?

But I was clearly feeling guilty towards Nanzhi!

Why is this happening!?

Xiao Yinruo bit her lower lip lightly with her pearly teeth, and when she opened her eyes again, there was a faint mist in her peach blossom eyes.

"I'm probably a bad woman."

Chapter 261 Asking for Advice from the Saint

"Did you have fun last night?"

Before dawn, in the square of Taichu Palace, Zhu Nanzhi looked greedily at Lu Jinan's figure revealed under his training suit due to sweating, and asked Mu Qingyue beside him.

"Let me ask you a question first." Mu Qingyue felt the chill of the early morning: "Why were you so active last night?"

Zhu Nanzhi tucked her windblown hair behind her ears, expressionless: "My husband belongs to you and Aunt Pei, but he also belongs to me, isn't he?"

Mu Qingyue was silent. Why did Zhu Nanzhi suddenly emphasize this point?

"Aunt Ruo and Junior Brother—————" Mu Qingyue transmitted, "What happened in the Qinglian Secret Realm?"

Zhu Nanzhi shook his head: "No."

"That---·

"Am I right?" Zhu Nanzhi turned his head and stared at Mu Qingyue: "Mine, yours."

Mu Qingyue felt that something must have happened between her junior brother and Aunt Ruo, otherwise Zhu Nanzhi would not have such a big reaction.

"what happened?"

Zhu Nanzhi pursed her lips and was about to speak when she suddenly thought of a question.

With Aunt Pei's level of cultivation, would she not be able to see the Daoist method of forgetfulness that Master had applied to Qingyue?

Before her master broke through the state of invisibility, she was no match for Aunt Pei.

So - ....is it possible that he knew?

If Aunt Pei knew, then did Master’s empathy for Qingyue come from Aunt Pei’s consent, or was it the result of Master’s pleading with Aunt Pei?

"To break through the divine concealment, to the Qingmiao Realm?"

Zhu Nanzhi chuckled and said calmly, "You don't want your husband to have too many women around him, do you?

Mu Qingyue agreed with this point. After all, if his junior brother had too many women, it would squeeze other people's time.

What happened between Junior Brother and Aunt Ruo?

Mu Qingyue thought about it, but did not continue asking. She could not get anything out of Zhu Nanzhi's mouth.

Seeing Mu Qingyue nodded, Zhu Nanzhi smiled slightly and looked at Lu Jinan again.

The light in his sky-blue eyes was greedy and blazing, as if he was looking at a treasure that was not allowed to be touched by too many people.

How can such a treasure be dyed with so many colors?

Not far away, Lu Jinan naturally felt Zhu Nanzhi's gaze, and he understood in his heart why Nanzhi looked at him like that.

Aunt Ruo has already told him once.

So he could understand Nanzhi's current mood.

Aunt Ruo is different from Master and Senior Sister. As she practices the "Responsibility for the World" and the Way of Forgetting Love, she has no reason to have a close relationship with him.

In addition, Aunt Ruo was Nanzhi's "foster mother and master" who raised her and secretly used the "empathy" method, so Nanzhi had a strong emotional reaction to Aunt Ruo.

The 'mother and daughter' of Qingmiao Palace are different from the 'mother and daughter' of Taichu Palace.

Even Senior Sister Mu Qingyue was dissatisfied with Master's flirting with him at first, not to mention that it was not so easy for Nanzhi, the yandere girl, to change. Fortunately, Nanzhi did not return to her original yandere state.

However, Nanzhi did not avoid him when talking to her senior sister, so this should also be considered as talking to him.

As Lu Jinan was thinking, he heard footsteps approaching behind him, followed by Zhu Nanzhi's voice.

"Shall I accompany my husband for morning exercise?"

Lu Jinan turned around and saw that Zhu Nanzhi's left hand had already grasped Zhan Ming's scabbard, and his right hand's five fingers were twisting, slowly pulling out the ice-white fairy sword.

The aqua-blue sword energy was like silk in the wind, sucking in all the morning dew around it, like stars dotted in the night sky.

"Master, you are a divine and hidden immortal. You may not be able to handle the details when instructing me, my husband. How about letting me accompany you for morning exercises? What do you think?

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Zhu Nanzhi looked at Lu Jinan with a smile. The morning breeze blew up her skirt, and her dark blue hair looked like flowing clouds, highlighting her fair face which was still naturally beautiful even without makeup.

Lu Jinan looked into Zhu Nanzhi's eyes and said with a smile, "Please give me some advice, Saint."

Zhu Nanzhi lowered her eyebrows and said, "I am the one."

Inside Qingyi Palace.

Pei Suohao, who was sitting next to the bathtub, tilted his head and looked at Lu Jinan who was soaking in the hot spring. His eyes swept over the bruises on his body and asked, "Why did you fight with Nanzhi?"

Lu Jinan smiled with his eyes closed: "Tsk."

Of course, he knew in his heart the reason why Zhu Nanzhi was so eager: she wanted to see his strength and also wanted to show her strength.

Because of Aunt Ruo, Nanzhi's mentality has undergone some subtle changes.

Just like a young lady from a wealthy family in the mortal world, she wants to demonstrate her strength and background to ensure that her husband does not dare to bring other women into the house openly.

"Who won?" Pei Wanyu submerged her feet in the pool and asked softly, "Who won?"

"Me." Lu Jinan opened his eyes and looked down at the bruises on his body: "Nanzhi's injuries are worse than mine."

Just as Nanzhi wanted to show her strength, he didn't hold back much, because he knew deep down that if the yandere got the upper hand, her yandere mind would spread.

If this happens, he will be the one who feels frustrated in the future.

It is true that the yandere's love comes from the heart, but would it be annoying to be constantly pestered by a possessive yandere?

The answer is yes.

Lu Jinan had experienced this kind of possessiveness before—for many years.

But unlike before, he now has the confidence to face Nanzhi's possessiveness.

In the past, there was really nothing we could do.

"Tsk?" Pei Wanyu gathered her hair over one shoulder, obscuring the majestic scenery. "Why?"

In her opinion, Nanzhi was the last person to fight with Lu Jinan, but she did it anyway - there must be a reason.

The reason why Nanzhi behaved like this was not because of "other women".

"No reason." Lu Jinan stood up and walked out of the bathtub. "It was simply a competition between the Holy Son of the Wandao Sect and the Holy Maiden of the Qingmiao Palace."

The moment he stepped out of the bathtub, Lu Jinan sighed: "Nanzhi is still strong after all."

Pei Suoyu looked at his body and did not deny it.

Being able to cause bruises on his beloved disciple's body with his cultivation in the Hedao realm, his strength must be extraordinary.

"Is it really okay?" Pei Wanhao asked softly. "It's okay." Lu Jinan shook his head: "Disciple can handle it."

As he walked out, he said, "Master, you wash first. I'll pack up and go to the Two Worlds Pass."

Pei Suoyu watched him walk out, then looked down at the warm water in the pool, wondering whether she should prepare some medicinal bath.

Physical cultivators are known for their strong physiques. Although they are not easily injured, once they suffer a serious injury that makes them unable to get out of bed, their recovery time will be slower than that of ordinary cultivators.

Therefore, medicated bath is necessary.

Pei Wanyu thought about it, and then shifted her attention to what happened between her beloved disciple and Zhu Nanzhi this morning.

There was a lot of movement.

The beloved disciple may not have used his full strength, but Nanzhi certainly did.

What caused such a big change in Nanzhi?

"Am I still invisible?"

Pei Suoyu shook her head and chuckled, then hid her body in the hot spring.

Since my good disciple said it’s okay, I’ll just watch from the side.

Mu Qingyue walked into her room holding two porcelain bottles containing medicinal pills. As soon as she came in, she saw Zhu Nanzhi sitting in the bathtub taking a medicinal bath, wiping her tears and sobbing softly from time to time.

She paused slightly, then walked to the bathtub.

The bucket of medicinal bath is clear, so some blood can be seen.

"Here." Mu Qingyue handed the porcelain bottle over and sat aside: "Are you crying because Junior Brother showed no mercy?"

Zhu Nanzhi shook her head: "I was the one who suggested cutting it. If I got hurt, it's because I'm not skilled enough."

"Then why are you crying?" Mu Qingyue looked at her red eyes and thought that this saint was really made of water.

There are so many tears...

Zhu Nanzhi sniffed: "I hit my husband, I beat him——"

Listening to Zhu Nanzhi's voice, Mu Qingyue was silent for a few seconds before saying, "You still want to refine him into a sword spirit."

"That's different." Zhu Nanzhi shook his head.

Mu Qingyue poured herself a glass of cold water: "Your injuries are much more serious than my junior brother's."

After taking the pill, Zhu Nanzhi continued, "This is because I'm not as skilled as my husband. Besides, if I hit my husband, isn't it normal for him to hit me back?"

Hearing Zhu Nanzhi's voice, Mu Qingyue sat up slightly straighter. She understood Nanzhi's words very well.

But she also knew that the meaning of Nanzhi's words was different from what she thought in her heart.

In the heart of this Saint Lady, she holds the thought that "husband is the heaven".

"If that's the case, why do we have to take action?" Mu Qingyue asked while drinking water.

"Methods." Zhu Nanzhi looked at the wounds that had healed. "I don't want my husband to be afraid of me, but regarding this matter, I hope he will be wary in the future."

this matter?

The obvious one is the 'no other women' thing.

"So you use this method?" Mu Qingyue looked at her sideways: "Be careful not to play with fire and get burned."

"I know my limits." Zhu Nanzhi took a deep breath and said, "I won't annoy my husband."

After saying that, she raised her hand and took the clothes from the rack. When she came out of the bathtub and landed on the ground, the clothes covered Na's figure.

Mu Qingyue looked at her face and asked, "Go directly to see Junior Brother?"