The intertwined breaths lingered over the bed in the Fuyao Inn's bedroom, where Zhu Nanzhi lay with her clothes half-off, her camisole slowly pushed to the collarbone area, causing her slender waist to involuntarily arch slightly.

Her tender body was bathed in the sunlight with a faint golden glow, enhancing a saintly aura. Coupled with the alluring curves reminiscent of snow-covered elegance revealing the traces of her ribs, it was even more enticing.

In the gradually moistening Azure blue eyes, a fair and tender long leg slowly bent, showcasing the thigh's resilience on the bed, lightly trembling under the sunlight, whether from tension or the emotions overflowing from within.

Lu Jin'an leaned over and gazed into Zhu Nanzhi's eyes. After a day, his little wife couldn't wait to express her longing, but now he sensed that Nanzhi indeed had something on her mind, somewhat off her state.

He slightly leaned into her, clasping her right hand resting on the pillow with his left, their wrists adorned with handstrings tied personally by Zhu Nanzhi.

"What are you thinking?"

Lu Jin'an inhaled the scent emanating from her, watching the rise and fall of her neck with every breath, ready to speak again when words from Zhu Nanzhi's mouth made his body stiffen.

"Husband... What do you think of my Master?"

Zhu Nanzhi opened her moist eyes, her originally dreamy gaze now revealing a seriousness never seen before.

Lu Jin'an supported himself with one hand, looking into her eyes: "Don't talk nonsense. She is an elder, and her heart is not set on romance."

"But..." Zhu Nanzhi pressed her lips, slightly turning her head towards the red string in her hand: "I didn't expect Master to be so concerned about the relationship between my husband and me in her heart...

She clearly thought that my husband was pretending, but, but..."

Zhu Nanzhi hesitated, and Lu Jin'an caressed her face: "Aunt Ruo raised you single-handedly. It's normal for her to care too much, but you shouldn't try to matchmake me and her just to keep her from feeling bad, which would be disrespectful to her."

While speaking, Lu Jin'an could not quite describe his feelings.

Earlier, he suspected Nanzhi had seen the red string on Aunt Ruo's ankle, never expecting she wanted to draw Aunt Ruo into the Lu Family...

From Nanzhi's perspective, doing so indeed could set Aunt Ruo's heart at ease; it was just unexpected that she directly brought it up.

And not in a tentative tone either.

One could say, Nanzhi has transitioned from being an aggressive yandere to a worshipful yandere.

This is certainly a good thing.

Previously, when Lu Jin'an heard Zhu Nanzhi's current tone, his heart would secretly rejoice a little, as it would allow Aunt Ruo to be openly recognized.

But now, he doesn't want Aunt Ruo to come to the forefront.

Putting aside Aunt Ruo's reluctance, besides that, he now enjoys the secretive little romance with Aunt Ruo.

So——

"As long as we live happily, that is the greatest comfort for Aunt Ruo, isn't it?"

Listening to Lu Jin'an's words, Zhu Nanzhi hesitated for a while before slightly nodding: "You are right, husband. But I don't want Master to keep feeling sad... When can we stop acting?"

Lu Jin'an leaned down again: "Once there's news from Sect Master Qi's side, we'll reel it in once."

"I see..."

With a relatively clear response, Zhu Nanzhi gradually felt relieved and then showed some guilt on her face: "I'm sorry... I was distracted earlier, which displeased you, husband..."

Lu Jin'an chuckled: "How could it? I was also thinking about the same thing as you... We can't let Aunt Ruo feel too sad."

"Really?"

"Of course, it's true." Lu Jin'an placed one hand on her heart: "Aunt Ruo cares so much about you, it's only natural that, as the younger generation, I also care about her emotions, considering she's practically my future mother-in-law."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Nanzhi's expression brightened slightly, and she then reversed their positions, pressing Lu Jin'an beneath her: "Since you care so much about me, let me properly compensate you, husband~"

Her elegant neck curved slightly, as tender moans akin to rippling waves shimmered.

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Outside the house, Zhiyu squatted on the ground, staring with heterochromatic eyes at Qiu Qingtang's limping gait, raising her right hand to tug at the skirt of the nearest person: "Why does Ms. Qingtang walk like that?"

Not receiving a response, Zhiyu couldn't help but look up, meeting Lu Yunzhu's somewhat stern gaze.

She instinctively loosened her right hand and ran over to Pei Wanyu, asking again.

While asking, the little girl secretly stole several glances at Lu Yunzhu. Even though her silliness now was feigned, no matter how many times she looked, Lu Yunzhu gave her a sense of pressure that Pei Wanyu and the others lacked.

"She... she's just average in constitution; this is the result of a lack of exercise."

Pei Wanyu said with a teasing smile, then joked to Lu Yunzhu: "Don't keep a cold face all the time, Zhiyu is afraid of you."

Lu Yunzhu was nonchalant, merely saying lightly: "If you want to get stronger, come with me."

Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, and in the next second hurriedly ran after him.

Pei Wanyu looked in surprise at Lu Yunzhu's back. No wonder he suddenly came to the Fuyao Inn; he actually intended to teach Zhiyu.

In that case, it seems the Demon Clan on that side has also started to act...

With her right leg crossed over her left, Pei Wanyu pondered, and after a while, a silent smile appeared at the even more melodious voice from the girl Nanzhi inside.

Anyway, it doesn't interfere with the good disciple's happiness.