Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 107 - 92 Lu Jin’an: Really Want to Be a Rebellious Disciple

Chapter 107: Chapter 92 Lu Jin’an: Really Want to Be a Rebellious Disciple

"M-Master!?"

Zhu Nanzhi stared in astonishment at Xiao Yinruo, who appeared before her, instinctively pulling a thin blanket to cover her graceful body that had been revealed when she got up to send her husband off.

Xiao Yinruo gazed at her mischievous disciple in front of her. Although her body was now covered by the blanket, she had seen everything clearly just a moment ago.

Her eyes were slightly red, with traces of dried tears.

On her neck, collarbone, chest... there were kiss marks everywhere.

Kiss marks could be overlooked, but some areas even faintly showed bruises...

Even more outrageous were the torn pure white stockings on her legs... What kind of stockings are these? Who made such indecent things?

Xiao Yinruo didn’t understand these things, but she did understand one thing: her beloved disciple and Lu Jin’an had spent a very wild night together!

Unintentionally catching the scent of Lu Jin’an from Zhu Nanzhi, Xiao Yinruo furrowed her brow slightly, wanting to ask, "Are you a Holy Daughter of Qingmiao Palace or the Joyful Union Sect," but held back upon reconsideration.

Zhu Nanzhi was also a bit embarrassed at this moment, as the scene where she and her Master met eyes at noon yesterday resurfaced in her mind.

Being seen by Mu Qingyue didn’t embarrass her, as she had meant to show off.

But being seen by her Master was quite awkward... after all, her Master was like half a ’mother’ to her.

Eh?

Being seen by her Master yesterday also meant that her Master saw her husband too...

Thinking of this, Zhu Nanzhi looked at Xiao Yinruo with a hint of caution. Her Master had lived this long without experiencing romantic feelings, could she have been moved by seeing her husband yesterday?

So, Zhu Nanzhi directly asked, "Master, did you see my husband yesterday too?"

Seeing the wary look and tone of her good disciple, Xiao Yinruo couldn’t help but feel a surge of frustration. She had always nurtured her with rules and integrity; how did she end up growing into such a character?

Xiao Yinruo snorted coldly, "If I saw it, would you point your Zhan Ming at me too?"

"I wouldn’t go that far." Zhu Nanzhi smiled awkwardly, "My husband didn’t look much at you, Master."

"Heh." Xiao Yinruo remained expressionless, "Indeed, he hasn’t looked at me much, but don’t you forget he has another Master, the one who raised him..."

"Hasn’t Wanyu ever bathed him, cooked for him, or hugged him..."

Before Xiao Yinruo could finish, Zhu Nanzhi chuckled and interrupted, "The past is the past, I hadn’t met my husband yet. In the future, my husband will have me."

"Besides..." Zhu Nanzhi gave a silly smile, speaking smugly, "My husband is handsome and talented; it’s normal for Senior Pei to like him~"

Hearing this, Xiao Yinruo raised an eyebrow. Is this still the lovesick disciple she had gradually gotten used to?

What did Lu Jin’an do?

Xiao Yinruo moved her lips, wanting to talk about Lu Jin’an spending the night at her friend’s place, but the words stuck in her throat.

Not only because her disciple’s reaction now seemed unusual but also because an image of her friend holding Lu Jin’an in bed suddenly appeared in her mind.

Does she really want to stand by and watch her friend and her disciple become at odds, like fire and water?

As a strong figure in the Divine Presence Realm and her friend’s confidant, can she truly tolerate being challenged by a junior?

If because of Nanzhi, she can no longer be friends with her...

Xiao Yinruo sighed quietly, "Go take a bath."

Saying that, she turned to leave Fuyao Inn, taking in the surroundings–rocky hills, a lake, corridors, a small pavilion, flowers, and trees... falling silent.

Previously considered a feng shui treasure within Taichu Hall, this place had been her friend’s residence for many years, yet now was given to Lu Jin’an and even renamed ’Fuyao Inn,’ with its grand and imposing name.

Her friend, Nanzhi, and Qingyue... what do they like so much about Lu Jin’an?

As the Palace Master of Qingmiao Palace, Xiao Yinruo naturally knew about the growth of Lu Jin’an, the top of his generation in the Human Clan, as it wasn’t a secret.

But she still couldn’t understand why they liked him.

’Is it because they accompanied him, personally witnessing his growth?’

Xiao Yinruo pondered, but having never experienced it herself, so she still didn’t quite get it.

Is merely witnessing it enough to fall for someone?

Or does Lu Jin’an have some other special qualities?

Squeak––

The sound of a door opening behind her brought Xiao Yinruo back to reality. As she turned her head, she saw her good disciple, casually dressed in a Hezi skirt, leaning against the door with her delicate brows slightly furrowed, an expression of mixed joy and worry.

But it was more an expression of pure... infatuation.

Seeing her somewhat weak-legged demeanor, Xiao Yinruo couldn’t help but frown; with her Pristine Immortal Body’s recovery speed, how could she still be like this...

In an instant, Xiao Yinruo’s mind involuntarily conjured up the image of Nanzhi’s charming expression seen yesterday.

She took a deep breath, pushing the scene in her mind aside, crossed her arms, and said, "Look at your current state, you should restrain yourself a bit in the future!"

Zhu Nanzhi instinctively wanted to retort that her husband was just too formidable but after thinking it over, she simply responded with a cute "Mm."

’I’ve always heard of cows getting tired from hard work, but rarely of land being plowed too hard... My husband is really amazing~ It’s a bit unbearable~’

Zhu Nanzhi’s eyes became moist, gently caressing her own abdomen, feeling the tingling left by the Body Refining of the Nine Star Dao Palace... hee hee~

’Even made me... cry, humph~ Although, when I was crying and clinging to my husband, he seemed to get even more formidable?’

’So embarrassing... can’t withstand my husband~’

’What if I can’t let my husband enjoy himself in the future?’

As she thought, she felt someone support her arm, and turning her head, she naturally saw it was Han Wu.

Not far from Han Wu stood another young girl.