There are always fairies plotting against me

She glanced at her friend with caution, then calmly walked a few steps to the side and leaned against a big tree.

Pei Wanyu didn't look at her, but said helplessly to Mu Qingyue, "You can go and help, there's no need to stand here."

"fine."

"What do you mean nothing?" Pei Wanyu raised her eyebrows: "You need to find an opportunity—"

"She's in a bad mood." Mu Qingyue came to sit beside her and placed 'Chao Mu' on the side of the beauty couch: "Nanzhi's feelings towards Junior Brother are a bit strange."

She turned her head and looked at Pei Wanyu: "Who would paint or carve regularly? She even has a "Junior Brother" engraved on the jade pendant around her waist."

Pei Suoyu placed her hand on Mu Qingyue's head, gently stroking her silver-white hair: "You have to think about yourself."

Mu Qingyue said calmly: "I will retreat to advance and take an unconventional approach. Junior brother will remember my kindness."

Pei Wanyu looked at the black cloth covering her eyes: "But you haven't reached the point where you need to confess everything to Zhu Nanzhi yet. It's not time to retreat in order to advance. You have to think about yourself now."

"Mother, why don't you think about yourself?" Mu Qingyue interrupted Pei Suoyu and asked back.

Pei Wanyu was pleased: "You have been saying this kind of thing since just now, what's wrong?"

"You like Junior Brother, too." Mu Qingyue's voice remained clear of any emotion. "You did it to provoke me before, but now you really like Junior Brother, so you don't have to consider me anymore."

Pei Suoyu looked at Mu Qingyue in surprise. This girl suddenly became so aware?

"Are you sure?" Pei Wanyu said with a half-smile: "If I take action, do you believe you won't even be able to drink the soup?"

Mu Qingyue lowered her voice: "Even if you give it to him for free now, he won't be able to eat you."

“Heh—”

Pei Suoyu took back her left hand from Mu Qingyue's head: "So you can take advantage of the opportunity,

To satisfy him?"

"Or some other method." Mu Qingyue raised her chin slightly: "So you—"

"As a mother, I know my limits." Pei Wanyu interrupted her, "You'd better consider yourself. Don't let yourself be left with nothing."

Seeing that Pei Wanyu seemed unmoved, Mu Qingyue didn't continue talking. If words didn't convince her, she would use actions to force her to become a love rival.

Pei Wanyu looked at Qiu Ye and said, "We'll have dinner at Yingyue Pavilion later."

Qiu Ye bowed and turned to prepare.

Chunyu glanced at Dongyue and quietly went to the kitchen.

As for Xia Ming, no one knew where he and Han Wu went.

"Hmm~

Pei Suoyu raised her arms and stretched lazily, and the dark purple dress could not cover her voluptuous and graceful curves.

Pei Suoyu lowered her arms, her eyes moistened. She stood up and extended her hand to Mu Qingyue: "Since you have nothing to do, go take a bath with me."

Mu Qingyue knew that she wanted to take off her makeup and change into thin clothes. She didn't want to go at first, but then she changed her mind and stood up and put her hand in hers.

Pei Suoyu smiled and turned to look at Xiao Yinruo: "Are you taking a shower?"

"Um-·.·..""

Xiao Yinruo walked in front, her cheeks seemed to be a little redder as the breeze blew through her hair.

Pei Suoyu looked at her friend's back strangely, feeling that her tone was weird, but she didn't think much about it and played with Qingyue's cold right hand while walking.

As Lu Jinan just stepped into the kitchen, Zhu Nanzhi couldn't help but call out to him, "That girl..." Lu Jinan turned around and looked at Nanzhi, who was hesitant to speak. He knew that he couldn't let her increasing admiration for him fall back, so he reached out and put his arm around her soft and slender waist and pulled her into his arms.

Looking down, I saw a beautiful face with a classic and gentle look.

Her long hair with a deep green luster was spread over her shoulders and back like clouds. Under her willow-like eyebrows were large, bright autumn-water eyes and a straight, small, and delicate nose.

The small mouth dyed like cherry petals is gently pursed, and the face with graceful and soft lines reveals an indescribable purity in the coldness, as moving as water.

Looking into her azure eyes, Lu Jinan said softly, "There's no need to compare."

He paused and continued, "A year and a half ago, you came with the gentle moonlight. To me at that time, the snow also seemed to be filled with gentleness.

This is the first time I've ever felt this emotion—from you."

Seeing Nanzhi's face breathing rapidly due to shyness, Lu Jinan smiled slightly and raised his hand to touch her cheek: "So there is no need to be angry."

"I'm not angry." Zhu Nanzhi grabbed his shirt from her chest and whispered, "I'm just scared—scared that my husband won't want me anymore."

A gradually morbid mentality based on the fear of losing a loved one.

Lu Jinan looked at Nanzhi's slightly nervous expression, and moved his right hand, which was stroking her cheek, down, directly lifted her chin, and kissed her cherry lips with a light layer of lipstick.

A few corny love words and a crisp kiss—that's all.

Zhu Nanzhi suddenly tightened Lu Jinan's clothes on her chest, fully feeling her husband's initiative to dispel her fear.

So domineering~

Zhu Nanzhi tiptoed slightly, her blue eyes flickering with light. She really liked the way her husband comforted herself.

Lu Jinan deliberately held her waist tightly until he felt that she was almost out of breath, then he let go of her lips.

He had discovered yesterday that this kind of intimacy, when it was close to the limit, was the most likely to make Nanzhi feel a kind of admiration. "Husband~" Zhu Nanzhi looked up at him, her eyes as charming as silk, with a hint of a heart flickering: "You are bullying me again." Lu Jinan smiled and patted her buttocks: "Are you still not satisfied?"

"No~" Zhu Nanzhi buried her face in his neck and sniffed deeply: "I like it~"

Lu Jinan didn't say much to her, letting Nanzhi become an admired yandere, but also had to keep some mystery so that she couldn't guess what he was thinking.

Let her worry about gains and losses——

Lu Jinan's eyes deepened at this moment, and she turned into a "bad sister" ah--"

only·

He lowered his head and smelled the fragrance in Nanzhi's hair, thinking that Nanzhi really dared to take someone's life.

Patting Nanzhi on the back, Lu Jinan said softly, "Let's cook first."

"Good~"

Zhu Nanzhi didn't insist, but instead said with joy: "This is my first time cooking with my husband." "There will be more in the future."

"My dear husband, just prepare the delicious food. I will prepare everything."

"Let's talk again."

亨～

Chapter 100: Palace Master Xiao's Empathy for the Squatting Saint

"Big brother."

Chunyu peeked into the kitchen cautiously, her face flushed.

I came here at a very inappropriate time just now, and actually saw the eldest senior brother and the Holy Maiden of Qingmiao Palace kissing - why not the eldest senior sister?

"The deputy sect leader said that we will have dinner at Yingyue Pavilion later."

After Chunyu finished speaking, he quickly retracted his head, took Donghan's hand and left, thinking that it would be better not to disturb the eldest brother.

"Know-··-·

Lu Jinan was in the kitchen when Chunyu and Donghan ran away before he could finish his words. So he lowered his voice and said to Zhu Nanzhi, "We've been seen."

"It's okay~" Zhu Nanzhi said as she peeled beans: "My husband, do you think I'm not good enough?"

Lu Jinan glanced at Zhu Nanzhi, who was now gentle and quiet: "Not really, it's just——"

He sent a voice message: "Why did you poison me in Nanzhuo Territory?"

Zhu Nanzhi turned her head and looked at him: "Guess~"

"I think you also want to refine me into a sword spirit." Lu Jinan said calmly: "Now that I know you are the Saint of Qingmiao Palace, I think this is very likely."

"What about my husband?" Zhu Nanzhi asked quietly, "Why do you want to turn me into a sword spirit? With your status and position, you can bring me back and lock me up, right?"

Hearing Zhu Nanzhi say the words "lock him up", Lu Jinan looked at her calmly and asked, "Guess?"

"I actually understand."

Zhu Nanzhi lowered her eyes slightly. Considering how much Senior Pei cared for and favored Senior Sister Mu, how could he tolerate other women getting involved in the 'matchmaking' she had arranged?

My husband must know this, so he wants to transform himself into a sword spirit.

In this case, Senior Pei had no choice but to give in on this matter.

"Tell me about it." Lu Jinan asked. After all, at that time in the clinic in Nanzhuoyu, he just acted out the drama of pure love to the extreme, and he really didn't think about the deeper reasons.

Even now.

If it weren't for the fact that they could have a quiet conversation now, he would have almost forgotten about it.

"Because of Senior Pei." Zhu Nanzhi looked at him: "She has been trying to match her daughter with you."

Lu Jinan thought about it and figured out the key point - it turns out there was such a reason.

"Am I right?"

Lu Jinan shook his head: "What about you, are you still thinking of poisoning me?"

Zhu Nanzhi bit her lower lip. The idea of ​​refining a sword spirit had faded a lot now. After all, her master supported her.

In addition, my husband is now the Holy Son of Wandao Sect. Can Wandao Sect Kai tolerate the Holy Maiden of Qingmiao Palace harming their Holy Son who was finally canonized after hundreds of years?

In this case, is it possible that I and my husband will become a pair of desperate mandarin ducks?

You could have continued to get along, but you chose a dead end. What's the point?

What’s more important is that my husband himself feels the most comfortable.

Of course, Zhu Nanzhi had never used Zhan Ming. After all, she didn't need it when her husband was around. Only her husband who had been refined into a sword spirit needed it. But after measuring her husband yesterday, she could naturally tell with her hands that "her husband is still better."

Zhu Nanzhi smiled slightly: "If my husband never leaves me."

Lu Jinan nodded slightly: "Of course I won't abandon you."

"I am satisfied both physically and mentally~" Zhu Nanzhi handed him the peeled beans, then took a few potatoes and squatted down to peel them in the winnowing basket.

Lu Jinan was cooking skillfully, actually he was enjoying the daily life besides practicing.

After all, time is long and life should be an easy thing.

Zhu Nanzhi squatted on the ground with her skirt lifted up, looking at Lu Jinan's legs walking back and forth, her deep blue eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

Now that there is no one around, isn't this a good opportunity to tease my husband?

Especially since I was too tired to fall asleep last night and was unable to help my husband clean up, so I’m making up for it now - it’s not too much at all!

With this thought in mind, Zhu Nanzhi quickly peeled the potatoes, raised his hand and handed them to Lu Jinan one by one. Without getting up immediately, he cast a spell to wash his hands clean.

"Nanzhi, help me again—

Lu Jinan paused, looked down at Zhu Nanzhi who was squeezing between the stove and his legs, and said speechlessly:

What are you doing "

Zhu Nanzhi lifted his clothes, and the outer brocade robe covered most of her dark blue hair: "Nothing, I just want to flirt with my husband.

"I'm walking around, don't interfere with the cooking." Lu Jinan said quickly: "Wouldn't it be better to wait a while?"

"Huh~ I just want to do something naughty when my husband is serious~" Zhu Nanzhi said nimbly: "And my husband, don't worry, I will follow you~"

"Are you a dog?" Lu Jinan said speechlessly.

"Hmm--" "-How can you say this to me, my husband?" Zhu Nanzhi snorted in dissatisfaction: "I just want to love you, my husband..."

If you insist on thinking so, that's not impossible. After all, you're also happy to see the Saint of Qingmiao Palace..."

Zhu Nanzhi paused for a moment, then said: "Woof woof" "hiss—"

Lu Jinan had to admit that the identity of the Saint of the Forgetfulness Sect of Qingmiao Palace was too holy. Coupled with her last voice, Lu Jinan opened his mouth and then fell silent.

da~

It was the sound of Nanzhi's knees touching the floor.

"My husband is so honest, hehe~" Zhu Nanzhi's breath was warm and her exhaled breath was like orchid: "Then I will not be polite~y

Lu Jinan paused for a few seconds, then let out a long breath.

Nanzhi is more skilled than yesterday.