’This spiritual power... Yinruo.’
Pei Wanyu’s smile widened involuntarily, this old maiden, saying she definitely wouldn’t ’empathize’, but her body was quite honest.
’So, Nanzhi has already been settled by her.’
Thinking of this, Pei Wanyu activated her perception, wanting to see if Xiao Yinruo was now with the ’sleeping’ Zhu Nanzhi. If so, would Yinruo feel even more guilty?
Pei Wanyu, without making a sound, turned her head slightly to glance at the window, seeing this old maiden leaning against the wall by it.
’Does she really have to empathize at such close range? This woman...’
A glint of amusement flashed in Pei Wanyu’s eyes, but this eavesdropping scene was quite good as well.
’Yinruo’s silent reproach and self-blame would only increase.’
Thinking this, Pei Wanyu lifted another jade foot... allowing the cool and unparalleled Qingmiao Palace Master to feel her ’terrifying’ power.
"Master?" Lu Jin’an couldn’t help but speak, feeling a bit surprised inside, did he perhaps awaken a remarkable side of his Master?
"What?" Pei Wanyu gathered her silky black hair, leaned forward, elbow resting on her thigh, palm supporting her chin as she looked at Lu Jin’an: "Don’t you like it?"
"I didn’t expect Master to understand..."
"Master actually doesn’t quite understand." Pei Wanyu smiled serenely at Lu Jin’an: "But that day, I noticed you seemed to have this kind of emotion towards Nanzhi, so Master tried it and found I quite like it now."
As she spoke, an indelible joy filled her brow, her slightly narrowed phoenix eyes seemed to sparkle with a spark, adding an unchallengeable majesty to her charm.
Lu Jin’an was seeing Master for the first time, so... could it be that Master harbors a queen inside her heart?
"Does my good disciple like it?" Pei Wanyu mischievously asked: "Whether you like it or not is useless because you have to listen to Master."
Lu Jin’an’s expression was a bit conflicted, saying he liked it indeed, but saying he didn’t would not be entirely true... just an ordinary mindset.
Of course, if Master went too far, he would definitely resist.
And seeing her good disciple’s expression, Pei Wanyu couldn’t help but let out a somewhat indulgent laugh.
She felt incredibly joyful at this moment.
Who was lying on the floor?
The Wandao Sect Saint Heir, first among the younger generation, the one Nanzhi and Qingyue cared for...
But what kind of state was he in right now in front of her?
This indescribable sense of achievement made her feel immensely joyful.
Lu Jin’an raised an eyebrow, supporting himself up from the floor: "Master, this isn’t much fun anymore."
"Has Master said anything to you?" Pei Wanyu asked: "Has Master caused you pain? Has Master done anything out of line?"
"..." Lu Jin’an took a deep breath: "No, there’s nothing, it’s just that your laughter gives me a chill."
Pei Wanyu glanced at him: "Could it be that Master would have intentions towards you?"
Then her voice softened: "Lie down nicely, Master will be very gentle."
Lu Jin’an thought for a moment and then lay down.
Perhaps Master has a queen tendency, but it isn’t serious, she’s still the gentle and accommodating Master.
Since it’s not over the top, just enjoy obediently.
Looking at her compliant disciple, Pei Wanyu hummed softly: "Whose Master treats her disciple so well?"
Lu Jin’an pondered for a moment and said: "Joyful Union Sect?"
"Not the same." Pei Wanyu waved her index finger side to side: "Master is the deputy sect master of the number one sect in the world, and only behaves this way in front of you, my good disciple. Is this comparable to those female cultivators of the Joyful Union Sect?"
"No." Lu Jin’an shook his head, this is a contrast.
"So sensible." Pei Wanyu praised, then subtly glanced at the window, her knees gently swaying, becoming increasingly adept.
Leaning against the wall by the window, as Pei Wanyu lifted another foot, Xiao Yinruo’s knees gave way and she sat on the floor.
She quickly cast a spell to ensure no sound was made, yet couldn’t hide the moisture in her cool peach blossom eyes.
How does Wanyu even know these unconventional techniques?
With her chest rising and falling, Xiao Yinruo extended her right hand, where the Forget Love Taoist Skill swirling within her palm did indeed experience a slight enhancement.
’It’s indeed effective.’
A hint of satisfaction flickered in Xiao Yinruo’s eyes, but more prevalent was an uneasy shyness and a sense of guilt.
Sitting by the window, the thought of her knowing at least a bit about Nanzhi’s husband made her feel increasingly guilty towards her disciple.
Though just Empathy Technique, it was indeed understanding.
’How did I become ...’
’Well, it’s all for strength, just need to persevere a bit more.’
With this in mind, Xiao Yinruo suddenly felt a comforting warmth encase the jade-like foot within her embroidered shoe, prompting a startled hum, then realizing what had occurred, she buried her face into the crook of her elbows.
"Jin’an, come to bed, it’s your turn to massage Master’s shoulders..."
Inside, Pei Wanyu’s voice reached out, causing Xiao Yinruo’s expression to grow increasingly flushed, as if she were the one lying on the bed instead of Wanyu.
She tightly pressed her legs together, her teeth biting into her lower lip, despite the Forget Love Taoist Skill in her chest being as cool as a flowing stream, Xiao Yinruo felt excessively warm.
This weird sensation reminded her of Pei Wanyu’s words.
"After all, my strength is far superior to that girl Nanzhi’s, if you empathize with me, perhaps you might reach the pinnacle of the ’Empathy Technique’ all at once, afterwards there would be no need to further ’empathize’, do you think that makes sense?"
A friend’s voice reverberated in her mind, leaving Xiao Yinruo’s vision momentarily blurred, thinking of the pinnacle of the Empathy Technique...
Suddenly curling her toes within her embroidered shoe, Xiao Yinruo hugged her knees tightly, her bright peach blossom eyes as charming as peach flowers blooming in mid-spring.
A sudden telepathic message reached her ears, and Xiao Yinruo quickly turned her head in surprise, a flash of panic showing.
"Qing, Qing, Qing, Qingyue!?"