There are always fairies plotting against me

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Mu Qingyue turned her head and looked at Zhu Nanzhi's sweet and classical face with a smile. After a while, she nodded slightly and said "hmm".

Zhu Nanzhi might really be a good person.

"Thank you~" Zhu Nanzhi smiled even more broadly. She turned around and put away the two carvings on the table. Her deep blue eyes, slightly covered by a few strands of hair on her forehead, looked a little deeper.

She felt that her husband must have been coerced by his master, so if she wanted to change the situation, she had to start with Mu Qingyue.

Get close to Mu Qingyue, and then let her understand that her husband does not like "the orders of the elders and the words of the matchmaker", and then let Mu Qingyue develop the mentality of competing with her husband based on feelings.

At this time, Mu Qingyue would definitely argue with Senior Pei and ask him not to force her husband to get engaged.

This takes some time.

By the time they were arguing fiercely over their plan of 'driving the daughter to swallow the mother', and finally forcing Senior Pei to compromise, she had already developed a closer relationship with her husband.

Once Senior Pei's "lock" disappears, my husband will be mine.

As for whether Senior Pei will go back on his word... hehe, I'll let Master help me.

As the deputy leader of Wandao Sect, Pei Wanyu must care about her reputation, so this will force her to let her husband go.

Once my husband and I return to Qingmiao Palace, everything will be settled.

My husband will definitely go with me. If he really has feelings for Mu Qingyue, with his temper, Mu Qingyue's uterine blood will definitely be gone.'

Zhu Nanzhi smiled and continued to paint in a much happier mood, glancing at Lu Jinan from time to time.

As they looked at each other, their eyes suddenly met, and her smile couldn't help but stiffen.

Because she suddenly remembered her 'Fall of the Saint' plan.

My expression is so sweet now, will my husband still have the urge to whip this cold saint?

Thinking of this, Zhu Nanzhi lowered his head and quickly thought about how to remedy the situation. After a while, he came up with a solution.

At noon that day, after Lu Jinan confirmed that all the human and foreign guests friendly to the human race had arrived, he walked to the table with a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to ask to take them back to Taichu Peak, Zhu Nanzhi stood up excitedly.

"My dear, look at what I just drew. Is it good-looking?"

Lu Jinan looked at the portrait. It was not that he had not seen Nanzhi's masterpiece, but he felt that her painting skills had improved a lot. Just as he was about to praise her, she spoke again.

"My dear, I can not only paint, but also carve."

"My dear, look at me—"

Zhu Nanzhi's repeated use of "husband" caused her junior brothers and sisters to look at her with ambiguous expressions, and her senior sister's expression seemed to become even colder.

After a short silence, Lu Jinan said, "Nanzhi, you—"

As if knowing what Lu Jinan wanted to say, Zhu Nanzhi interrupted him again, her face a little gloomy, a little aggrieved, and a little angry: "I'm sorry - I just missed you too much -"

After he finished speaking, he turned around with the scroll in his hand without waiting for Lu Jinan to speak, gave Lu Jinan a look that was incomprehensible, angry and aggrieved, and then left with a cold back.

"Lady Saint, wait for me————"

Han Wu hurriedly hugged Zhan Ming and chased after him, not forgetting to glare at Lu Jinan.

Lu Jinan opened his mouth, his words a little messy.

He thought he knew Nanzhi well enough, but now - he really didn't understand what she was thinking.

"Junior brother." Mu Qingyue took Lu Jinan's hand and started walking: "Catch up with her first."

"Um!?"

Lu Jinan, who didn't really understand his senior sister's thoughts, became even more confused after hearing this.

what happened?

Chapter 84 Nanzhi: "My husband, I really can't help it~"

The sky is blue and the sun is scorching, with deep white clouds.

The waterfall cascading down from the clouds dispelled a lot of the midday heat.

In the mountains and fields, there are birds flying and beasts running, and birds singing and cicadas chirping.

Lu Jinan climbed up the stairs and looked at the back of his senior sister in front of him, his mind full of questions: What did Nanzhi and his senior sister say when he was busy?

How come suddenly one says “my husband is right” and the other says “catch up”?

I haven't even started to deal with the Shura Field seriously, how come they are already getting along so harmoniously?

Especially the elder sister also began to think about Nanzhi who "stole the house" -

Not to mention the senior sister, Nanzhi also talked and laughed with the senior sister before - it's not that it's abnormal, but it always feels weird when this kind of thing happens to a yandere.

It can't be that Nanzhi thinks she can share it with her senior sister, right?

Lu Jinan found it ridiculous when he thought about it.

Am I so lucky that I can solve this problem so easily? Haha——

Lu Jinan shook his head and quickened his pace to keep pace with Mu Qingyue: "Senior Sister, are you really going to let me catch up?"

Mu Qingyue tilted her head and glanced at him. "Although the Qingmiao Palace's method of forgetfulness is about forgetting love, forgetting love is the most profound. I don't know what you agreed with her, but she just missed you too much."

As she spoke, Mu Qingyue smiled slightly, but her tone remained cold and still: "It is already known to everyone that you and her are married, so it is normal for her to call you "husband" more often.

So, Junior Brother, you don’t need to worry too much about this.”

It was the first time Lu Jinan had heard his senior sister say so many words in one breath. Feeling the coolness of her palm, he said helplessly, "Isn't this just for your sake?"

Mu Qingyue stopped and turned to face Lu Jinan: "Junior brother, do you like me?"

Lu Jinan smiled and said, "You've done that to me, and you still don't allow me to take responsibility?"

"Yeah." Mu Qingyue lowered her head slightly, her cheeks flushed, and her cold palms seemed to have become warmer at this moment.

"That's great—that's all—"

"Hmm?" Lu Jinan moved closer to Mu Qingyue: "Senior Sister, what did you say?"

"Hmm?" Mu Qingyue looked up: "Did I speak?"

"Didn't you say?"

"Junior brother, you must have heard it wrong." Mu Qingyue took another step. Lu Jinan looked down at his tightly held hand, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

How come senior sister, who is so cold, sweats so easily?

Such a big reaction to just one honest statement-----I didn't even feel her palms sweating when we were in Jing'an City that night.

"She ran really fast." Mu Qingyue spoke again: "She must be really angry with Junior Brother."

Lu Jinan didn't say anything because he really couldn't guess what his senior sister was thinking.

Mu Qingyue didn't say anything else. They walked side by side and soon returned to Taichu Peak.

As soon as I reached the top of the mountain, I saw Xia Ming and Han Wu staring at each other. They turned their heads at the same time when they heard footsteps.

Their eyes were focused on the hands held by Lu Jinan and Mu Qingyue. One was smiling happily, while the other was furious. "Where is Nanzhi?" Lu Jinan asked the two girls.

Han Wu turned her head and snorted. Xia Ming glanced at the senior sister before saying, "She's moved into Cuiqingju."

Lu Jinan nodded, then pulled Mu Qingyue forward. After a while, they saw his master and Palace Master Xiao playing chess under the shadow of a lush tree.

Xiao Yinruo, holding the white piece, glanced at Lu Jinan warily and snorted coldly.

Pei Wanyu looked at her good disciple with a smile: "Jin'an, do whatever you want. As long as I am here, I will not make things difficult for you."

Lu Jinan bowed to the two elders and walked straight towards Cuiqingju.

An angry yandere still needs to be coaxed in time, otherwise, with the yandere's brain circuit, it is easy for her to think too much and it would be bad if she gets stuck in a dead end.

"Senior sister, are you coming together?"

"I have something to do." Mu Qingyue shook her head slightly: "And Junior Brother, you can go by yourself."

"Ok.

Looking at Lu Jinan's leaving back, Mu Qingyue clenched her hands slightly. Will my junior brother hug Zhu Nanzhi intimately?

Or maybe they will kiss, or maybe——

Mu Qingyue looked down at her toes and walked towards her Xiaoxue Pavilion without saying a word.

"It happened a long time ago anyway..."

Moreover, asking his junior brother to comfort Zhu Nanzhi does not mean that he wants to please Zhu Nanzhi.

Mu Qingyue walked into the room and stood in front of the mirror. She raised her right hand and patted her ordinary chest, then walked to the bed and took out the stockings given by her junior brother.

"There are no outsiders on Taichu Peak—"

Lu Jinan, who had come all the way to the entrance of Cuiqingju, put away his scattered thoughts and knocked on the door: "Nanzhi?"

After thinking about it all the way, I still have no idea about Nanzhi's strange behavior, so I decided to try to find out through chatting.

Nanzhi in the house did not respond, but hummed to indicate her presence.

Lu Jinan pushed the door open and walked in, looking at Nanzhi who was sitting in the room with her legs together and her hands on her knees.

Her long dark blue hair cascaded down like a waterfall, interweaving with the jade tassels to create a sparkling glow under the sunlight shining into the house. Her face was classical and graceful, her skin was whiter than snow, and her eyes were like a pool of clear water. When she looked around, she had an elegant and noble temperament that could only be admired from a distance and not touched.

Lu Jinan's gaze involuntarily moved downwards, and he saw that Zhu Nanzhi had changed into the blue and white Hezi skirt embroidered with snow waves and cold plums that she often wore in Nanzhuo Domain.

The slightly complicated dress was tailored to fit her fair skin perfectly, exposing her collarbone below. The plump and soft flesh outlined an unfathomable shadow, and her slender waist accentuated her proud figure to the fullest.

Lu Jinan really likes her elegant and charming look when she wears a Hezi skirt.

He closed the door and looked at the cold saint while walking towards her, smiling and saying: "Nanzhi--

"Nanzhi? Madam?"

Zhu Nanzhi's eyes were dazed for a moment, and she looked up. Her husband was walking towards her with a layer of sunlight behind him. She found it extremely dazzling.

'I can't help it—

“Phase, phase, phase, phase—.”

Hearing the rapid and tight voice coming out of Nanzhi's mouth who suddenly lowered her head, a strange look flashed in Lu Jinan's eyes.

The saint sitting on the stool had a blush on her cheeks, and her hands, which were placed flat on her legs, tightened the hem of her skirt.

As her breathing quickened, the tassels of her dark blue hair, which were partially tied up, swayed gently, and her watery blue eyes exuded a variety of charm.

Lu Jinan paused, and Zhu Nanzhi looked up at him. Her red lips, which had just been lipsticked, were slightly pursed, revealing her white teeth.

She stood up, opened her arms and threw herself towards her long-cherished husband, wrapping her arms tightly around Lu Jinan, her slender fingers tightly grasping the clothes on his back, as if she wanted to rub him into her body.

"Nanzhi?" Lu Jinan lowered his head and called softly.

Zhu Nanzhi raised her head, a hint of pink appeared in her watery eyes, and the swaying tassels were just like the voice in her heart when she opened her mouth, full of thousands of charms.

"My husband, I'm sorry, I'm sorry—" She spoke very quickly: "I really tried my best to be patient and maintain the image of a saint, but, but—"

Zhu Nanzhi tightened his clothes even more tightly: "It's all my fault, my husband. I just couldn't control myself when I saw you walk in—

She stood on tiptoe, leaving lip prints on his face and neck.

"My husband, I really can't bear it anymore, hurry up~"

Chapter 85 White Silk Jade Foot Stretch Out

"My husband, I really can't bear it anymore~"

The soft and hot body in his arms twisted, and warm lip prints were planted messily. The fragrance of her hair filled his nose. Lu Jinan couldn't help but raise his hands to hug Zhu Nanzhi.

"Hmm~"

Feeling the change in her husband, Zhu Nanzhi's body tensed for a moment, and then her legs hidden under her skirt softened. The sound of the inner knees hitting each other was particularly clear. If she had not been held by Lu Jinan, she would have collapsed to the floor.

"My husband---" Zhu Nanzhi put her hands on the back of Lu Jinan's neck, her classical and charming face full of endless affection.

She leaned close to Lu Jinan's neck and said in a soft voice, "I'm sorry, I really couldn't help it—"

The inability to help before and the inability to help now are two different concepts.

Feeling the trembling of the beautiful woman's delicate body in his arms, and the elastic touch of her plump legs from soft to tight and then relaxed, Lu Jinan's breathing also became rapid.

He could tell from the soft and thin hem of her skirt that she was not wearing any underwear.