There are always fairies plotting against me

Pushing the door open, Xiao Yinruo paused as his expression gradually changed, his face full of disbelief.

On the walls of the Jingxin Pavilion, portraits of various poses were neatly hung: a picture of a husband practicing martial arts, a picture of a husband in a trance, a picture of a husband's back.

There are countless pictures like this hanging all over the walls!

On the table beside, wooden and jade-carved Lu Jinan were neatly placed, one next to the other, filling up the table!

On the bed further inside, a life-size pillow lay quietly. On the silk covering the pillow, there were no flowers, plants, or trees embroidered, only a smiling Lu Jinan!

Ding-ling, ding-ling~

A light breeze blew in from the house, ringing the wind chimes on the roof. On the fan-shaped pages of paper hanging under the wind chimes, Lu Jinan was still sketched out stroke by stroke.

Xiao Yinruo stepped out of the threshold, closed the door, and closed his eyes.

All the "Lu Jin'an" that came into view at that moment made her, the Palace Master of Qingmiao Palace, inexplicably feel a chill and fear.

For the first time, Xiao Yinruo felt a sense of unfamiliarity with Zhu Nanzhi, whom he had raised.

"Nan-Nanzhi?"

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Chapter 73 "My husband, you have to... whip the 'Cold Saint' well~"

A flying boat shaped like a pure white palace, flying from the northern boundary Qingmiao Territory to the central boundary Chang'an Territory, flying the Qingmiao Palace flag, was breaking through the clouds, leaving a brilliant trail of light in the sky.

Wandao Sect's leader Zheng Dongliu invited all the clans to his 20,000th birthday party, so the Qingmiao Palace that attended the birthday banquet also put on a corresponding standard.

The Palace Master, two Deputy Palace Masters, and three elders led the team along with several disciples.

Because this kind of banquet requires the disciples from various sects to cut the food.

"Palace Master, it's your turn—" -Palace Master, Palace Master?" Gu Chenxi, one of the deputy palace masters of Qingmiao Palace, looked at Xiao Yinruo, who was a little dazed, with confusion. It was the first time she saw the Palace Master like this.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yinruo came back to his senses and glanced at the chessboard. He let out a sigh and said to Yi Beiyao, another deputy palace master who was watching the game, "You play for me. I'll go out and get some fresh air."

Looking at the Palace Master's leaving back, Gu Chenxi and Yi Beiyao looked at each other in confusion. What happened to the Palace Master?

When Xiao Yinruo came outside, she looked at Zhu Nanzhi who was also feeling the wind, and her eyes became complicated involuntarily.

The scene he saw in Jingxin Pavilion came to his mind again, and Xiao Yinruo couldn't help but think, if a place of seclusion is so "scary", then what kind of "husband scene" would the Tingquan cottage where Nanzhi lives every day be like?

More exaggerated?

Just thinking about it, Xiao Yinruo felt goosebumps all over her body.

After two days of careful reflection, Xiao Yinruo felt that Nanzhi's behavior was probably due to a "sickness," a kind of obsessive "disease."

But Nanzhi, who possesses a pure immortal body, cannot be disturbed by the inner demon, so this is a "disease" that is simply caused by Lu Jinan.

Lovesickness? No, that's not the case. She's simply too deeply in love, and it's impossible for her to continue on the path of forgetfulness. And Nanzhi has already merged with the path...

A flash of worry appeared in Xiao Yinruo's eyes. As the Palace Master of Qingmiao Palace, she actually had an idea in her heart.

That is, Nanzhi's possessiveness has reached a pathological level.

Because although she had never seen it, she had heard of a similar female cultivator of the Forgetful Tao walking through Qingmiao Palace.

But she never expected that Nanzhi also had such a personality. Was it because she had read about relevant predecessors in the palace classics when she was practicing in seclusion for so many years, which aroused her personality?

Xiao Yinruo didn't know, but she knew that the fate of this kind of female cultivators would become more and more insane.

She didn't want Nanzhi to become a crazy woman like that.

In her sight, the warm summer breeze blew Zhu Nanzhi's dark blue hair, and moved the azure teardrop earrings on her earlobes.

She stretched out her hand as if feeling the warm breeze, and her thin sleeves slipped from her wrists. In the sunlight, her skin was as smooth as jade, bright and dazzling. For a moment, Xiao Yinruo had the illusion that she was competing with the sunlight for beauty.

Xiao Yinruo couldn't help but look at this scene a few more times, and doubts arose in her heart again: Since Nanzhi's possessiveness of Lu Jinan was a bit pathological, why didn't she show the slightest bit of "lovesickness"?

You are about to see the "husband" you have been thinking about, why do you still look so cold and aloof?

"Nanzhi." Xiao Yinruo called softly.

Zhu Nanzhi seemed startled for a moment, then turned around and bowed to Xiao Yinruo: "Master."

In the sunlight, Zhu Nanzhi's skin looked like it was carved from white jade, emitting a lustrous glow, as delicate as a newborn baby, without a single flaw.

Her blue eyes were full and slightly blurred, and her cheeks were flushed, adding a bit of color to her coldness.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Xiao Yinruo seemed to feel that his disciple’s voice was a little trembling?

And why are her cheeks a little red?

Is it sun-dried?

After paying her respects, Zhu Nanzhi pursed her lips and her voice returned to its cold, clear tone: "Disciple has a question for you, Master."

Looking at Zhu Nanzhi who looked normal, Xiao Yinruo suppressed the thoughts in his heart and smiled slightly: "Ask.

Zhu Nanzhi looked into Xiao Yinruo's eyes and spoke softly, "When I returned to the palace, you asked me if I had transformed Lu Jinan into a sword spirit. Why do you think I did that?"

Xiao Yinruo walked over to her side and said, "Because there were elders and disciples in the palace who had the same experience before."

Zhu Nanzhi turned and looked at Guang Tiankong: "How come I haven't seen it before?"

"They were deeply trapped and unable to extricate themselves, so they all left in the end." Xiao Yinruo looked at the profile of his good disciple: "I am worried that you are also -

"Disciples won't." Zhu Nanzhi shook her head: "Their leaving only means that they didn't love deeply enough. It's their own fault. Disciples are different.

In my understanding, forgetting emotions is not being heartless; 'forgetting' is the essence, while 'emotion' is obsession. The predecessors who left were too obsessed and thus ignored the essence of 'forgetting'.

Xiao Yinruo glanced at him, "The Supreme Being is detached from emotions, but not heartless. He sees through worldly feelings and concentrates on the Dao heart. Do you think you have seen through it?"

Zhu Nanzhi said calmly, "Seeing through doesn't mean letting go. For a disciple, there is no burden in having feelings. Feelings are a disciple's desire, and love is a disciple's strength. That's all.

Xiao Yinruo felt that it was not unreasonable for Nanzhi to achieve enlightenment so quickly.

"In that case—"

Xiao Yinruo crossed her arms across her chest and said, "You're about to meet your 'husband', why aren't you smiling?"

Zhu Nanzhi turned to look at Xiao Yinruo: "Master, you are not on the path of forgetting love, so you don't understand."

“Heh…

Xiao Yinruo felt that he was despised by his disciple.

"The spiritual fruits I've eaten are all longer-lived than you, yet you say I don't understand..."

Xiao Yinruo was silent for a few seconds, it seemed that he really didn't understand?

胚！

This lady has her own way of forgetting love, do you understand what she is doing?

Xiao Yinruo's gaze moved downwards and stopped at the ice-white jade pendant on Zhu Nanzhi's waist. She hadn't noticed it before, but now she looked closely and saw that the inside of the smooth jade pendant clearly had a carving of Lu Jinan sitting cross-legged!

Xiao Yinruo, who was silent, was even more confused. Since he cared so much, why did he seem not excited by Nanzhi?

"Master, I will go back to my room first."

Um··

Looking at Zhu Nanzhi's leaving back, Xiao Yinruo lowered his eyes and pondered. Nanzhi knew a lot about the Way of Forgetfulness, so he shouldn't look so cold.

Are you being pretentious on purpose?

Not really.

boom!

Zhu Nanzhi closed the door of the single bedroom inside the flying boat as soon as she entered. Her slender body leaned against the door. Her legs under her long skirt softened, and her knees touched each other lightly as if they were trembling.

A blush appeared on her classical face, her breathing was rapid, and there seemed to be a hint of love in her watery blue eyes.

"Ah~~~Husband~I really miss you so much~"

Zhu Nanzhi was in a trance. For the past half month, whenever she thought of her husband, she would miss him like a river. She painted her husband,

Carving husband, but just endure your own desire without yourself.

Because I want to leave it to my husband~ Let him know how much I miss him~

She slowly slid down to the floor, holding her hot face with both hands, and the sound in her throat was full of obsession.

"I have been working hard to maintain my status as the Saint of Qingmiao Palace. My husband, you must give the 'Qingleng Saint' a good beating~"

Chapter 74 In front of Zhu Nanzhi, Mu Qingyue: "Junior brother~ why don't you wait for me?"

In recent days, the Wandao Sect has been extremely lively because the Sect Master is celebrating his 20,000th birthday. Countless sects, dynasties, and noble families have been invited to come and offer congratulations, adding a lot of noise to the entire gate of the Wandao Sect.

Lu Jinan is also very busy.

The elders from various forces were received by Zeng Suqin, the deputy leader of the Wandao Sect who was in charge of the Taisu Hall, but the young people of the same generation had to be entertained by Lu Jinan, the eldest brother.

After finishing training early in the morning, Lu Jinan walked out of the bathhouse in Qingyi Palace and went to the outer room. He looked at the uniforms neatly stacked on the rack, and then looked at the empty clothes basket next to it.

The training clothes that he had taken off were still missing.

Naturally, he had noticed something was wrong with this detail in the past few days. It wasn't because the clothes he had taken off had completely disappeared, but because he had never worn the same pair of underwear again.

It couldn't be the work of the four little monsters from Taichu Palace, because Master and Senior Sister wouldn't allow it.

So the "black hand" is among the master and the senior sister.

Lu Jinan felt that his senior sister was more likely, but he didn't say much about it.

Just steal it, what can you do about it?

After changing into the standard brocade robe for a direct disciple, Lu Jinan, who was about to tie up his hair, suddenly rolled his eyes, took out the Shuiyun crown given to him by Zhu Nanzhi, put it on, and then pushed the door and walked out of Qingyi Palace.

"Senior Sister?" Lu Jinan looked at Mu Qingyue who was leaning against a column in the corridor not far away.

Mu Qingyue, wearing a white dress and a black blindfold, was as aloof and cool as ever, except that her fair face was a little red.

A funny thought suddenly popped up in Lu Jinan's mind: a blind man peeping at someone taking a bath.

"Junior brother." Mu Qingyue nodded lightly, her hands behind her back gently pinching the balled-up underwear, her voice still as cold as ever without any fluctuation.

"Why are you here?" Lu Jinan looked behind her calmly as he walked.

Mu Qingyue calmly put down her hands, and her panties had already been put into the storage space on her wrist.

Mu Qingyue followed his steps: "Today I will accompany my junior brother to entertain the guests."

Lu Jinan had an idea in his mind. Calculating the time, he knew that he would indeed arrive at Qingmiao Palace today.

Walking along the waterside corridor, Lu Jinan looked at Pei Wanyu, who was leisurely trimming flowers and plants: "Master."

"Are you done?" Pei Wanyu smiled as she looked at Lu Jinan, who looked refreshed after coming out of the bath. "Are you tired?"

Lu Jinan shook his head: "We are all friends, not tired."

"That's good~" Pei Suoyu handed the scissors to Qiu Ye. She walked to Lu Jinan and raised her hand to straighten his collar. Then she asked, "Where is the jade pendant that your master gave you?"

Lu Jinan quickly took it out and was about to tie it on when Pei Wanyu reached out to take it, squatted down slightly, and tied it around his left waist: "You have to wear it even when you wear the sect uniform. Remember to relax and stay awake~"

"I remember." Lu Jinan nodded obediently.

"Alright." Pei Wanyu stood up and patted her good disciple's head: "Go get busy."

Lu Jinan quickly bowed and turned to walk down the mountain.

Mu Qingyue was about to follow without saying a word, but Pei Wanyu reached out and grabbed her wrist: "Wait a minute."

The gap in strength was there, so Mu Qingyue could only stop and turn around without saying a word.

Pei Wanyu waited until Lu Jinan left and waved away Qiu Ye and Dong Han before she looked at her daughter sharply and asked, "Do you have to steal every day now?"

"As for."

"Can't you survive without stealing?"

"will not."

"You never stole before!"

"I was afraid of scaring my junior brother before, but now—my junior brother has me in his heart."

"You—————" Pei Wanyu wanted to say something, but she saw her 'good daughter' suddenly raise her right hand, holding several pairs of panties of different colors: "Do you want one too? I can give you one—just don't talk about this anymore, okay?"

After she finished speaking, Mu Qingyue's expression seemed a little hesitant and reluctant. Then she picked out a pair of moon-white panties and said, "I can give this to you."