After the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn.
As the flush completely faded from An Ruojun’s face, her skin returned to its usual fair and rosy complexion.
Seeing this, Xia Qingluan and An Ruoxi slowly ceased their cultivation techniques.
Mo Huaiyu asked, “Senior Sister Xia, is Senior Sister Ruojun okay?”
Xia Qingluan placed her delicate fingers on An Ruojun’s wrist.
After checking her pulse, she replied, “Yes, she is fine now. It won’t be long before Ruojun wakes up.”
An Ruoxi gazed at her sister’s peaceful sleeping face, then shifted her gaze to Xia Qingluan.
“What exactly were you and Sister planning to do to Junior Brother Mo?”
Oh dear.
Xia Qingluan blinked her beautiful eyes.
What should she do?
Should she tell the truth?
If she did, it would likely exacerbate the rift between the sisters.
Ruojun had always been looking for opportunities to mend the gap with Junior Sister Ruoxi.
“It’s nothing. Originally, it was just a normal banquet to thank the Junior Brother. However, Ruojun… she seems to have taken the wrong wine.”
This is not as simple as taking the wrong wine, Mo Huaiyu complained inwardly.
And besides, what kind of good person would mistakenly take wine that triggers primitive impulses?
Could it be!!!
Suddenly, Mo Huaiyu realized something.
Could it be just as Senior Sister Yu Yun said—that the women down the mountain are all tigers, and they want to eat him the moment they see him?
Thinking about it carefully, whether it was the big sister pharmacist or after he found Senior Sister Yu Yun, there were quite a few big sisters who took the initiative to chat with him along the way, though most were vaguely brushed off by him.
Combined with Senior Sister Ruojun’s carefree, do-as-she-pleases personality, this banquet tonight might just be Senior Sister wanting to create a fait accompli with him!
Thinking of this, Mo Huaiyu’s gaze towards An Ruojun changed from original fear and dread to preventative alertness against the doting, crazed Senior Sister.
Coincidentally, An Ruoxi happened to think exactly the same way.
She looked at the boy’s tender, handsome little face, his slender physique making one want to hold him in their arms and cherish him well.
Especially that milk-like skin—she felt the texture would definitely be top-notch to knead!
Such a perfect little boy, even An Ruoxi had to admit she was very tempted, to the point that when she first met the boy, her heart was not resistant.
Xia Qingluan looked at the contemplative An Ruoxi and Mo Huaiyu.
Had she fooled them?
Was it this simple?
Were they not going to ask further?
“Since Ruojun is fine, I will carry her back first.”
Xia Qingluan picked up An Ruojun horizontally and immediately transformed into a stream of light to fly away.
Now only Mo Huaiyu and An Ruoxi remained in the room.
“Junior Brother Mo, are you really okay?”
“I’m fine, I’m fine, Sister Ruoxi, don’t worry.”
Of course, if one counted Senior Sister Ruojun smothering him just now, that was quite a large area of psychological trauma.
Mo Huaiyu rubbed his cheeks, feeling as if the pressure of the previous face-to-face contact had not yet dissipated.
An Ruoxi’s beautiful eyes darkened slightly.
According to the book her master gave her, a fiancée is equivalent to a wife who has not yet entered the door.
She is now Mo Huaiyu’s half-wife, but her sister wanted to do that to him…
Now, her inner conflict began.
Since childhood, her sister had yielded in everything.
After growing up, what her sister wanted, she had yielded to her, including the title of the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, which her sister didn’t want, and she actively took it upon herself.
But she didn’t want to yield Junior Brother Mo.
Mo Huaiyu looked at An Ruoxi’s contemplative expression and understood.
After all, Senior Sister Ruoxi had seen her own sister in that doting, crazy state; anyone would be greatly traumatized.
For example, after he came out, hearing that the peak of the immortal cultivation world was now the Yao Tian Empress, people not only praised the Yao Tian Empress as the number one beauty in the cultivation world but also said she was the woman with the most perfect personality in the world, with endless praises.
This led him to yearn for this Yao Tian Empress, and when he learned that the Yao Tian Empress was actually Senior Sister Yu Yun, his tiny heart was greatly shocked.
He could not, for the life of him, associate his unkempt, lazy Senior Sister Yu Yun with the perfect fairy described in people’s mouths!
…………
In the air, after Xia Qingluan had carried An Ruojun for a distance, she said huffily, “Alright, we are far away from your sister’s small courtyard. Stop pretending to sleep.”
Upon hearing this, An Ruojun opened her eyes, left her good friend’s embrace, and complained, “Qingluan, the jar of wine you gave me, why was the medicinal effect so strong?”
Recalling holding that brat, not only cuddling and hugging but also kissing and biting, ah!!! Her dignity as the Senior Sister had vanished completely…
“That jar of wine cannot be suppressed with spiritual energy. The more you suppress it, the stronger the effect.”
“Then why didn’t you tell me, Qingluan?”
“I…” Xia Qingluan was momentarily speechless and stammered, “I forgot.”
“Also, besides, who would have known you would only take one jar, Ruojun? The other jar was the antidote. I should have told you clearly.”
Now it was An Ruojun’s turn to be speechless, stammering, “I… I forgot too.”
“…”
“…”
For a moment, the two best friends stared at each other, seeing full speechlessness in each other’s eyes.
“Strange,” Xia Qingluan tapped her forehead gently, puzzled, “I have never been this careless before. Why did my brain become so muddled as soon as I mentioned that Junior Brother?”
Just like delaying Mo Huaiyu before—she could have used words to stall for time, finding more topics to chat about, but the first thing she thought of was using beauty to seduce him?!
“Yeah!”
An Ruojun nodded in agreement.
Every time she saw that brat, for some reason, she always wanted to target the little boy. It was as if there was a voice in her heart bewitching her: approach him, tease him, ravage him.
Moreover, the boy seemed to have a kind of magic about him.
Looking at that tender face and clear eyes, it made one uncontrollably want to get close.
…………
The Patriarch Peak.
Qin Wudi felt the injuries in his body were mostly healed and immediately circulated his spiritual energy, punching out.
“Hmph!”
Instantly, the space rippled.
“Are you saying, this injury was caused personally by Senior Sister An?”
Beside him, a handsome young man was drinking small sips of wine, with a long spear placed behind him—Zhao Long.
“Yeah,” Qin Wudi said with gloomy eyes, “And Senior Sister An warned me that if I approach that little kid again, she won’t show mercy next time.”
This was why, during the mission in Tianshui City, Qin Wudi stayed far away from Mo Huaiyu because An Ruoxi was there.
“But not long from now is the day of the duel between you and the Junior Brother. Are you planning not to go?”
Zhao Long said slowly.
Logically speaking, for anyone facing this situation, they would choose to avoid the fight.
Qin Wudi thought the same way.
Let people laugh if they laugh; one’s life is most important.
But just as the thought emerged, his brain was instantly occupied by another thought.
Defeat him! Beat him!
Anyone who challenges you will be defeated by you and lie at your feet!
Only you are worthy of Senior Sister An!