There are always fairies plotting against me

She continued speaking in a voice that only the three of them could hear: "And I have accommodated everything about my husband perfectly, and not wasted a single bit..."

I'm suddenly a little curious, what has Senior Sister Mu been doing all these years, huh?"

As he spoke, Zhu Nanzhi secretly glanced at Lu Jinan who was concentrating on copying the gift invitation, without any panic in his heart.

She kept her attacks under control, and although her husband was outstanding, he was still a man.

So my husband will definitely not be annoyed by this level of jealousy.

Then, if we launch an attack on Mu Qingyue on this basis, we might be able to break the defense of this world-famous cold female swordsman.

It’s best to break the defense and leave in anger!

"Senior Sister Mu." Zhu Nanzhi leaned her body against her husband's shoulder, allowing him to feel the warmth beneath her clothes, which he hadn't touched for over a month. "Do you know how 'magnanimous' my husband is?"

Listening to Zhu Nanzhi's voice, Mu Qingyue rolled up her sleeves silently and wanted to throw out a pair of her junior brother's underwear for her to see, but she held back.

After all, if my junior fellow apprentice finds out, I won’t be able to steal it and keep it as a treasure anymore.

So this matter cannot be exposed yet.

So just ignore it - anyway, I already knew about my junior brother and Zhu Nanzhi's wedding night, and after so many days, I can already remain calm.

Seeing that Mu Qingyue didn't waver at all and was still playing with the ink stick, Zhu Nanzhi's azure eyes rolled, and she whispered to Lu Jinan in a sweet and shy voice: "Brother Jinan, I still can't forget the night when we played the ice and fire game. I remember it clearly. Brother Jinan teased me while whispering softly, and then when he pushed in slowly and icy--"

click!

Mu Qingyue crushed the ink stick in her hand, and some dark ink splashed on her pure white clothes.

She could tolerate the fact that her junior brother and Zhu Nanzhi had spent their wedding night together, but she couldn't tolerate Zhu Nanzhi telling all the details!

Just by listening, the scene seemed to slowly unfold before his eyes, making Mu Qingyue feel extremely annoyed.

Zhu Nanzhi stopped at the right time because she was talking about these interesting things in the boudoir in front of her husband, so she was a little shy with her cheeks flushed.

But it works great.

Not only to Mu Jianxian, but also to her husband.

Zhu Nanzhi's eyes sparkled as she looked down, and she leaned closer to Lu Jinan, breathing sweetly: "Senior Brother Jinan, you miss me too~

Her right hand gently placed on the root of Lu Jinan's thigh, and the soft fingertips were like a cat's claws, scratching lightly, not too hard or too softly, and then her white and pink nails seemed to inadvertently lift the arched hem of her clothes, and she chuckled.

Lu Jinan's breathing became slightly rapid. Ever since he returned to the sect, his concentration has not been as good as before. In addition, his master and senior sister's superficial teasing had naturally accumulated a lot of desire.

Especially in the past two days, he really wanted to have a complete taste of Nanzhi, so when Nanzhi just teased him with words, his cerebellum was no longer controlled by his brain.

"Nanzhi." Lu Jinan grabbed Nanzhi's hand in a calm voice, "Stop making trouble."

"I'll listen to Senior Brother Jin'an~" Zhu Nanzhi tilted her head slightly, not disguising the longing in her eyes. Then she clasped Lu Jin'an's hand tightly with her backhand and tilted her head to look at Mu Qingyue: "Senior Sister Mu, you are a sword immortal, can't you even control your strength?"

Mu Qingyue loosened her grip slightly, and the ink fragments on her fingertips fell onto the table. She still didn't take out her underwear, but she turned sideways and stretched out her white hands towards Zhu Nanzhi.

The two index fingers indicated the length, and the thumb and index finger of the left hand indicated the width.

"Isn't that right?" Mu Qingyue's voice grew colder. "I measured it myself."

The smile on Zhu Nanzhi's face disappeared, and the juice from the strawberry she picked up also splashed onto her light blue dress.

Because she had never held it.

During the six months of sleeping with my husband, I would bring him to bed every night, then undress and have him sit on top of me.

It's like this every night.

So there was only one way for her to understand her husband's magnanimity.

Of course, Zhu Nanzhi wanted to know more about her husband in various ways, but there was nothing she could do if her husband didn't cooperate.

So when she heard that Mu Qingyue had actually measured it with her own hands, she suddenly became annoyed.

I haven't even used my hands yet, so why should she?

Zhu Nanzhi's breathing suddenly became rapid, and her deep blue eyes were filled with fierce jealousy.

Mu Qingyue, who felt Zhu Nanzhi's murderous gaze, felt even more strange in her heart. This woman had clearly "eaten" her junior brother, and she was just the one who killed her junior brother. Why are you still jealous of me?

What's going on in this woman's mind?

However, strange as it was, Mu Qingyue did not miss this opportunity and said in a cold voice: "Are you anxious?"

She continued to hold her fingers loosely: "The lotus root is delicious, and it is eaten cleanly~"

As she spoke, she extended her pink tongue and licked her lips, as if wanting to let Zhu Nanzhi know how obsessed she was at the time.

Zhu Nanzhi's eyes became even more fierce, he had never tasted it!

Feeling the surging momentum from Zhu Nanzhi, Mu Qingyue's eyebrows slightly raised, and the invisible sword intent and Zhu Nanzhi's Dao domain had already clashed silently.

Mu Qingyue still couldn't understand why Zhu Nanzhi was so angry, but no matter what, it was the other party who was furious at the moment.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingyue put on a smile and placed her right hand on Lu Jinan's lower abdomen. After hesitating for a moment and wanting to imitate Zhu Nanzhi's just detailed description, she felt Zhu Nanzhi stretch out his left hand and grasp the Zhanming sword sheath beside him.

Want to fight again?

Mu Qingyue suppressed her smile, but heard Zhu Nanzhi loosen the scabbard, and then heard the sound of him sniffing...crying?

Zhu Nanzhi didn't cry, but her eyes were a little red.

She wanted to draw her sword again but resisted the urge and decided to try another approach.

But no matter how she used it, she felt really bad and wronged.

With red eyes, she lowered her head slightly and leaned on Lu Jinan's shoulder, holding his left hand with both hands without saying a word.

Mu Qingyue pursed her cherry lips, unable to tell whether Zhu Nanzhi was crying for real or fake.

Judging from the previous series of aggressiveness, Zhu Nanzhi should not be that kind of person.

and!

I haven't felt so wronged because you ate my junior brother!

Mu Qingyue bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth. Not knowing what to say, she felt her junior brother's big hand holding her cold hand, with a slightly satisfied expression.

Then he felt that his junior brother had written the words "It's OK" on his palm.

Mu Qingyue hummed, and seeing her junior brother smiling at her, she glanced at Zhu Nanzhi and cleaned up the ink residue on the table without saying a word.

Lu Jinan tilted his head and looked at Zhu Nanzhi. The cold saint's red eyes made me feel pity for her.

The senior sister didn’t understand why Nanzhi felt aggrieved, because she didn’t know that Nanzhi was a yandere.

But he knew very well: the yandere's possessiveness was both an advantage and a weakness.

He took out the handkerchief that Nan Zhuoyu had given him before they parted ways, which he had kept for himself, and wiped the sticky strawberry juice from her palm. "Sorry."

Zhu Nanzhi looked at the handkerchief, then raised her head to look at his profile, and then at the Shuiyun crown on his head.

She whispered, "Is my husband apologizing for Senior Sister Mu?"

Chapter 81: Yan Jiao whispers, Jin An is silent, and Senior Sister thinks

"Is my husband apologizing for Senior Sister Mu?"

"No." Lu Jinan put away the handkerchief, then made a gesture to clean the strawberry juice off Zhu Nanzhi's clothes.

It was unexpected that Nanzhi was almost made to cry by her senior sister, but Lu Jinan felt that this was a good opportunity.

Say something honestly to her when she feels sad and wronged.

Lu Jinan closed the red gift card on the table and continued, "I've kept a lot of things from you, and I'm apologizing for that."

After a pause, he added, "I've known my senior sister since I was ten years old. She's my childhood sweetheart and a very important person to me."

You cannot hide your other feelings from a yandere, because if you do, the yandere's aggressiveness will extend from other people of the same sex to the opposite sex they like, and they will attack indiscriminately on the premise of possessing them one by one.

Therefore, she had to take the initiative to confess the existence of her senior sister, because her senior sister was her childhood sweetheart, which made Zhu Nanzhi have a deeper impression that she was younger than her senior sister.

Based on this, we can temporarily put aside the issue of 'conflict' and then find an opportunity to cultivate Nanzhi into an 'adoring yandere'.

Long before they parted ways in Nanzhuoyu, Lu Jinan had planted the seed of "my master is a woman", so he was not worried that Nanzhi, who had been mentally prepared, would have an extreme reaction at this time.

"You also know the relationship between us at that time---." Lu Jinan looked at Zhu Nanzhi deeply, as if talking about the bombing of each other's B-spot and the poison smeared on each other's guns.

Zhu Nanzhi's eyes wandered away and she didn't look at him, but a smile involuntarily appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Even now, she can still feel happy about the "telepathy" between her and her husband.

Lu Jinan withdrew his gaze, closed the Qingmiao Palace gift list that Yu had copied, and put it away. He continued, "I have always been wary of your kindness, so I concealed your name and many other things. I feel sorry for all of this."

He didn't say directly "I like you too", but every sentence he said was "I'm not indifferent to you."

Because he wanted to "show weakness" and be "honest". Although he and his senior sister had not had a very in-depth communication, he wanted to act like "there is a senior sister at home who can communicate in depth with you".

Although the beginning of their relationship with Nanzhuoyu was due to Zhu Nanzhi's initiative, he now has to take on part of the responsibility.

After taking them in, he honestly told them his thoughts about them so that Nanzhi and his senior sister would have a clear idea of ​​what he was thinking.

He believed that Nanzhi would listen to him.

Because when Nanzhi is no longer in her yandere state, she is gentle and virtuous and is willing to do anything for you.

After a short silence, Lu Jinan continued, "I may have been judging you by my own standards, but I still remember all your kindness. It's just that Senior Sister and I were childhood sweethearts—"

He paused intentionally, not only to confess his senior sister to Nanzhi, but also to let her hear his thoughts because promoting harmonious coexistence between the Saint and the Sword Immortal requires mutual understanding and efforts, and it is not enough to consider only one side.

So he paused intentionally to let Nanzhi think about the weight of the four words "childhood sweethearts" by herself.

He was about to continue speaking without pausing for too long, but Zhu Nanzhi quickly reached out and covered his mouth.

Because she didn't want to hear about her husband and his senior sister: "Husband, don't talk about it. I know what you are going to say."

Listening to Zhu Nanzhi's voice, Lu Jinan felt a little relieved. Nanzhi was a little yandere, but she was smart and could guess that he wanted to confess.

Lu Jinan turned his head and gave her a gentle smile.

Zhu Nanzhi looked at her husband's smiling face with mixed feelings.

Of course, she knew that everything she did for her husband in Nanzhuoyu was wishful thinking because she really liked her husband.

First, I liked my husband's good looks, then I liked his self-discipline in doing morning exercises regardless of the weather, then I liked his determination in not being tempted by my charming and charming self, and finally...

It just so happens that the man I like always hits my heart... I like him even more.

During this period, her desire to transform her husband into a "sword spirit" became stronger and stronger.

After all, it was she who had evil intentions from the beginning - she knew her idea was wrong, but it was all based on her love for her husband, so what was wrong with that?

But now her husband said it was all his fault, and Zhu Nanzhi felt a little uncomfortable.

My husband likes me and cares about me, otherwise he wouldn’t say such things.

Zhu Nanzhi glanced at Mu Qingyue and thought to herself that although her husband and Mu Jianxian were not Taoist partners, they were also the childhood sweethearts that her husband mentioned... -... - Hmm?

Zhu Nanzhi frowned slightly. Why did her husband emphasize childhood sweethearts so many times? What was the deeper meaning behind this?

She recalled the scene in Nanzhuo Territory when her husband wanted to refine her into a sword spirit.

Since my husband didn't choose the path of forgetfulness, why didn't he bring me back directly, but instead wanted to refine me into a sword spirit?"

The Wandao Sect is a famous and upright sect and the leader of the human race. Why doesn’t my husband dare to bring me back directly?

Is it because of Mu Jianxian? But she just showed mercy, she is still a good person.

Wait, Mu Jianxian is Senior Pei’s daughter. If Senior Pei has a bad temper and insists on letting my husband and my senior sister be together…”

If that's the case, then my husband wouldn't dare reject Mu Jianxian and would have to refine me into a sword spirit."

My husband likes me, but he is under pressure from Senior Pei, so he wants to refine me into a sword spirit so that he can be with me.

In this case, Senior Pei has nothing to say, is that right?

The more Zhu Nanzhi thought about it, the more she felt it made sense. However, the more she thought about it, the more she wondered if her husband said he cared about Mu Jianxian because this was the Wandao Sect, and his master might be paying attention to this place. Did Senior Pei want her husband and her daughter to follow the elders' orders and matchmaker's words?

As soon as she thought of this, Zhu Nanzhi felt as if everything had suddenly become clear. No wonder when she met her husband just now, although he looked strange, he did not greet her in surprise, "So you are the Holy Maiden of Qingmiao Palace."

And I have announced to the world that I have inherited the throne of the Saint, so why would my husband be so surprised?

It must be my husband’s master who prevented him from knowing!

snort!

Thinking of this, Zhu Nanzhi looked at Lu Jinan and said seriously, word by word: "My husband is right!"

Right?