There are always fairies plotting against me

Zhu Nanzhi glanced at Lu Jinan and said, "This is our agreement."

Xiao Yinruo took a deep breath. What kind of "hundred vegetables" did he raise?

She naturally knew from Han Wu that the marriage between Lu Jinan and Nanzhi was a fake one without even a wedding ceremony. But with such a fake marriage, how could this juicy "cabbage" be turned into this?

After calming down, she lowered her voice and said, "Follow me to find Pei Suoyu. Are you unwilling to give you and Lu Jinan a legitimate status?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Nanzhi's eyes suddenly lit up, but after looking at Lu Jinan, he suppressed his impulse.

After we parted in Nanzhuoyu, I haven't developed any feelings for my husband yet. If I go straight to his master, won't that only make him more annoyed?

I have such a huge advantage over my husband, how can I fall behind because of one wrong step?

So Zhu Nanzhi rejected Xiao Yinruo again: "Master, we young people can handle our own affairs, you don't have to worry about it..."

I know you are doing this for my own good, Master, but only what you get is yours, right?"

"you--."·

Xiao Yinruo felt that sooner or later she would be irritated by this disciple, so she simply walked away: "Whatever you want, I don't care!"

Although the other people in Qingmiao Palace were curious about why the Saint was "hooking up" with the eldest senior brother of Wandao Sect, they didn't dare to ask more questions after seeing the Palace Master leave.

After all, the Saint was raised by the Palace Master. Even if the Palace Master was angry with the Saint, he could do nothing about it. But for them,

The Palace Master was quite harsh when it came time to reprimand.

So, they could only reluctantly leave the scene of the "good show" under the hospitality of the elders of Wandao Sect - except for Nanzhi's personal maid Hanwu.

Zhao Shize, standing by, couldn't help but nudge Jiang Wuya with his elbow. "Could Uncle Pei and Palace Master Xiao be fighting over their respective disciples? I really want to go to Taichu Peak and take a look."

Jiang Wuya glanced at his junior fellow apprentice: "Even if Uncle Pei and Palace Master Xiao came to blows, the slightest pressure they released would kill you. Do you really want to die?"

"That's right—" Zhao Shize looked at Lu Jinan hesitantly, "It seems that Senior Brother was not in seclusion before, but was out training without telling us—."

"Nonsense." Guan Wen rolled her eyes at her third senior brother. No one present was stupid, so they could naturally guess the cause and effect.

The eldest brother went out for training and happened to meet Zhu Nanzhi, the Saintess of Qingmiao Palace who was cultivating her mind in the mortal world. He then married her and they lived together for more than a year.

"Big Brother clearly already has Senior Sister Mu." Guan Wen muttered, "Why did he want to marry the Holy Lady Zhu?"

"Big Brother is also a man———" Zhao Shize muttered, and then said: "But it is true that with Big Brother's temperament and strength, he should not agree to Zhu Shengnv———"

"That's right." Guan Wen nodded. "Even if the Holy Lady chose the eldest brother for her own reasons, he wouldn't have followed her. He couldn't have been coerced, could he?"

"Do you think it's possible?" Jiang Wuya chuckled, "Does she have the power to coerce Senior Brother?"

"Now the Saintess's cultivation level is not as good as that of Senior Brother, and it was even worse a year ago. Senior Brother cannot be coerced. But since that is the case..."

Guan Wen spoke hesitantly, and Zhao Shize took over directly: "So, Senior Brother is also attracted by beauty."

Guan Wen glanced at Zhao Shize and said, "Do you think everyone is like you? There must be some reason."

Zhao Shize shrugged his shoulders without saying anything. He just wanted to be a bystander. It was so interesting to see such jealousy happening to the eldest senior brother who was devoted to cultivating to become an immortal.

At this time, Jiang Wuya carefully considered his tone and whispered, "Is Senior Sister Mu at a disadvantage now?

"It's remarkable that Second Brother could discover this." Guan Wen smiled and quickly nudged him with her elbow: "It's worthy of praise."

Jiang Wuya glared at her and was about to speak when he heard Fourth Junior Sister say in a lower voice, "But don't worry, Senior Sister Mu hasn't lost yet~"

"Really?" Zhao Shize came over and asked, "Senior Sister Mu, do you have any preparations?"

"Hmm~" Guan Wen pointed at Lu Jinan: "You will know soon."

Lu Jinan didn't take the whispers of his junior brothers and sisters to heart. After all, his Shura field had just begun and was far from over.

Holding the gift card, he came to a table not far away, sat down and prepared to start copying the gift on it.

Ever since Zheng Dongliu took the position of the sect leader, Wandao Sect never read out the gifts on the gift invitation in public, but only asked the family members to copy and record them so that they could return the gifts later.

Lu Jinan, who was thinking about how to "mediate" the relationship between his senior sister and Nanzhi, just picked up the brush and realized that he had not ground the ink yet.

Ok?

Logically speaking, you should be ready.

Just as I was thinking about it, I felt a chill around me. I turned my head and saw my cold-tempered senior sister rolling up her sleeves, quietly taking the inkstone and starting to grind ink.

Guan Wen looked at the scene with a smile on her face. It was obvious that Senior Sister Mu knew the identity of the Holy Lady in advance, just like Uncle Pei, so she was well prepared.

Junior Sister Guan, I will help my junior brother grind the ink tomorrow.

Thinking of Senior Sister Mu's greeting in advance, Guan Wen's smile became even more intense. Senior Sister Mu really liked Senior Brother, but Senior Brother had never noticed it?

She turned her head to look at Zhu Nanzhi, whose face was as cold as frosty. What would the Saint of Qingmiao Palace do next?

Guan Wen thought with some anticipation, not that she wanted to see a fight, but rather she wanted to see a 'palace fight'.

The palace fight between the aloof saint and the aloof swordsman must be very interesting.

And senior brother...can you grasp it?

Lu Jinan looked at his senior sister's profile and said softly, "Thank you."

"It should."

"And for showing mercy just now." Lu Jinan added.

"You're welcome." Mu Qingyue seemed to turn her head and said to Zhu Nanzhi: "Junior brother's friend is young, but he has a bad temper. As your senior sister—"

She paused and tightened her grip on the ink stick. "Can you please be more patient?"

Chapter 79 Contrast is also a major source of color.

"Can you please be more patient?"

Mu Qingyue, with her slender fingers tightly gripping the ink stick, lowered her head slightly. Although her voice was still cold, it seemed to give people a feeling of "grievance".

Will senior sister feel wronged?

Of course not.

But when Mu Jianxian, who has always been aloof and doesn't express his emotions easily, shows his "grievance" side, it is inevitable that people will feel distressed.

Lu Jinan was no exception. After all, he had known Mu Qingyue since he was ten years old. Although he didn't quite understand his senior sister's inner thoughts, he still knew a little about her personality.

But even though he knew that seven out of ten of his senior sister's grievances were feigned, he would still soften his heart when the aloof swordsman felt wronged.

Because contrast is a great source of charm.

Just as Lu Jinan was about to reach out and pinch her cold little hand to comfort her, Mu Qingyue pretended nothing had happened and gently held the ink-dipped brush in front of him with both hands: "Junior brother, write first."

Lu Jinan reached out and took the brush from her hand, his mind a little complicated.

He originally thought that the taciturn senior sister would not be Nanzhi's opponent in the "secret fight", but he didn't expect that she was also quite skilled.

Did Master teach her?

Or where did you learn it from?

Lu Jinan couldn't say much, so he could only sit at his desk and copy the list of gift invitations from Qingmiao Palace.

A smile quickly appeared on the corner of Mu Qingyue's mouth, but it disappeared quickly. Interrupting her junior brother's voice would make his "soft-heartedness" last longer.

She turned her head again and seemed to glance at Zhu Nanzhi, then moved closer to Lu Jinan and whispered, "I'll help Junior Brother check if there are any typos."

Lu Jinan glanced at the black cloth covering her eyes and did not speak.

So in the eyes of others, Lu Jinan and Mu Qingyue were like a close pair of Taoist lovers - the other disciples of Wan Dao Sect had already thought so.

But in the atmosphere at this moment, there is a hint of strangeness that is hard to describe.

"Big Brother must be feeling very uneasy right now."

Zhao Shize rubbed his hands together. Jiang Wuya frowned, "Why?"

Zhao Shize choked and said to Guan Wen, "Junior sister, please explain."

As he spoke, he moved aside inconspicuously. After all, it was very annoying to be disturbed when watching the exciting part of the "good show".

"Lady Saint, Lady Saint—"—"Misty Face was trying hard to pull Zhu Nanzhi's wrist: "Don't be impulsive—this is Wandao Sect."

"I know." Zhu Nanzhi looked back at Han Wu. She certainly knew what the consequences would be if she continued to act like a demon. Not only would she lose face, but she would also lose face for her husband.

It's okay to lose face for myself, but I can't lose face for my husband. There are so many direct disciples of Wan Dao Sect here. What should I do if they think that my husband, as their eldest brother, has poor taste?

The reason why he had fought with Mu Qingyue before was because he discovered that other women were touching his husband. Everyone could understand that, but it would not be good if he continued to make trouble.

The eldest brother has such bad taste that he actually falls for such a pretentious woman.

Zhu Nanzhi would never allow this situation to happen.

Han Wu looked at the Saint Lady's frosty expression and asked uncertainly, "Really?"

Zhu Nanzhi smiled slightly: "I'm not a fool."

"Oh——" Han Wu let go of the Saint Lady's wrist and glared at Lu Jinan dimly. It was all because of this guy—he already had a senior sister in the sect, but he actually hooked up with the Saint Lady. Although she knew that it was not entirely Lu Jinan's fault, she was the Saint Lady's sword servant, so naturally she had to stand firmly on the Saint Lady's side.

Looking at the back of the Saint, Hanwu pouted and glanced at the other people from Wandao Sect. In fact, she was somewhat relieved when she learned the true identity of "Lu An".

If he is really transformed into a sword spirit by the Saint Lady, and such two huge forces fight each other, it will be a bloody storm in the world of cultivation.

Because countless forces will definitely not miss this opportunity to reshuffle the cards.

"Although the competition has now narrowed down from two major factions to a battle between the younger generation of Saintess and Sword Immortals, but—well, all men are fickle, and the eldest brother of the Wandao Sect is no exception!"

Han Wu thought angrily and had secretly prepared a communication compass. If anything unexpected happened again, he would ask the Palace Master to come over immediately.

Zhu Nanzhi did not go over directly, but politely asked Guan Wen for a chair first, and then moved the chair and sat on the other side of her husband.

Although she still wanted to maintain the image of a cold and aloof saint, she was not in a hurry.

Glancing at the untouched fruit plate on the table, she reached out and took it in front of her, then picked up a grape, peeled it and put it to Lu Jinan's mouth.

"Xiang--" Just as she was about to speak, Zhu Nanzhi thought of the agreement she had made with her husband in Nanzhuo Territory and changed her words: "Brother Jin'an, have a grape to quench your thirst~"

Lu Jinan glanced at Zhu Nanzhi, who had a gentle smile on her face, and opened his mouth to suck the grape without refusing.

Feeling the soft fingertips that Zhu Nanzhi deliberately let his lips touch, Lu Jinan couldn't help but look at his senior sister.

It wasn't because Senior Sister was colder, but because she seemed to be "looking" at Zhu Nanzhi's fingers.

"Are you jealous? I won't give it to you!" Zhu Nanzhi snorted while protecting the fruit plate with one hand, then picked up a strawberry with her fingers, put the tip of the strawberry into Lu Jinan's mouth, and then put the remaining half of the strawberry into her slightly open cherry lips with her fingertips, and then picked other fruits.

Mu Qingyue kept looking at Zhu Nanzhi's fingers.

Junior brother's saliva

Mu Qingyue thought silently, and her fingers tightened a little, but she was not impulsive enough to grab the fruit plate.

Because she knew that Zhu Nanzhi had already spent her wedding night with her junior brother, and because Zhu Nanzhi had obtained everything from her junior brother, she subconsciously had a high tolerance for these small details of Zhu Nanzhi.

Nanzhi is a cold and sickly girl, while the senior sister is a cold and arrogant nympho.

Lu Jinan analyzed silently. After all, he had never lost his underwear in the one and a half years in Nanzhuo Territory.

Lu Jinan couldn't help but think of a famous saying: Contrast is also a major source of color.

Just as he was thinking this, Lu Jinan suddenly felt a cool and soft touch on his right thigh. His senior sister's left hand was kneading his thigh.

There was no tablecloth on the long table, so Zhu Nanzhi could see everything clearly.

Zhu Nanzhi narrowed her blue eyes slightly, and after putting the grapes into Lu Jinan's mouth again, she suddenly pulled Mu Qingyue's left hand and rolled up her sleeves without caring that Mu Qingyue was completely leaning in her husband's arms.

The toad sand is eye-catching.

Zhu Nanzhi let go of Mu Qingyue's hand. This was not the first time this woman took her husband away.

As for her husband's master, Pei Wanyu-----she was even less worried. Could it be possible that the great monk who was at the divine level would do something against the ethics of a teacher?

The Wandao Sect is not the Hehuan Sect.

"Haha." Zhu Nanzhi snorted softly, and said in a voice that only the three of them could hear: "Senior Sister Mu, you can only touch it."

The Saint's ridicule was sharp: "I have been with Senior Brother Jin An for so long and we haven't slept together.

It's really useless.

Senior Brother Jin An slept with me for half a year, every day except during menstruation~"

Chapter 80: The possessiveness of the yandere is both an advantage and a weakness

Zhu Nanzhi's attack did not stop.