Watching Nanzhi leave in high spirits, Xiao Yinruo opened her mouth slightly, her eyes filled with even more guilt.
Last night’s ’Empathy’ was not just a superficial taste as before; the intense emotions from Wanyu caused her to lose control repeatedly.
The feeling was as if she was not by the window but lying in the bed inside the room with Lu Jin’an...
Based on these emotions, an uncontrollable sense of betrayal towards Nanzhi emerged from within her heart.
After all, Lu Jin’an is the husband of her disciple...
With a soft sigh, Xiao Yinruo dressed neatly and walked out of Cuiqing Inn, glancing towards the plaza, muttering to herself about how that boy could still get up for morning exercise after last night.
It continued so late, and it’s only been over an hour since then, yet he’s up for morning practice... This kid’s physique is truly strong.
Recalling the view when Lu Jin’an stood by the bed last night, Xiao Yinruo’s cheeks flushed, and her breathing became somewhat erratic.
She turned her head to look in the direction of Huangyu Palace, a hint of guilt and unease flickering in her peach blossom eyes.
’Wanyu didn’t want me to empathize with Jin’an, yet to enhance my strength, she not only comforted me actively but even allowed me to empathize with her, but I...’
Xiao Yinruo couldn’t help but clench her sleeves tightly, feeling guilty not just towards Nanzhi, but also towards Wanyu... How should she face them now?
Especially Wanyu, she would be angry, wouldn’t she?
After all, she had once confidently promised Wanyu, "I certainly won’t do anything unnecessary," but what was the result?
Xiao Yinruo took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, then bit her teeth and stepped forward, heading towards Huangyu Palace.
Instead of waiting for Wanyu to get angry later, it was better to go over and admit her mistake first, and then swear that it would never happen again.
On the canopy bed in Huangyu Palace, Pei Wanyu, who was bare-bodied, curled up under the thin quilt after seeing her good disciple off for morning exercise.
However, the slight weariness at this moment could not suppress the various sensations that her good disciple brought to her body all night.
The soreness in her waist, the slight tremor in her chest, the gentle shiver in her thighs, and the occasional blankness of her mind...
Pei Wanyu felt that last night, she completely lost the image of a Master in front of her disciple.
’I clearly just wanted him to eat watermelon, to taste the sweetness, at most to reward him like Qingyue squatting in the kitchen, but after a whole night, there were almost no secrets in his eyes.’
Under the quilt, Pei Wanyu bit her lower lip lightly. Despite her mature allure, she often boldly teased Lu Jin’an but ultimately had no experience with romantic entanglements.
Especially with such over-the-top behavior last night...
A peculiar Fasting Pill could be overlooked, but being observed closely and then embraced...
"It’s all his fault for refining that Fasting Pill, otherwise, how could everything happen all at once?"
Pei Wanyu muttered to herself, touching her still somewhat heated face, then covered her mouth and exhaled lightly.
’How much did I eat?’
Pei Wanyu smiled silently, lifting the quilt and sitting up, her dark, beautiful long hair resembling black water lilies, highlighting her soft and charming face.
The thin quilt slid lightly, half-concealing the tenderness, the lingering kiss marks particularly prominent.
"Such a good disciple."
A hint of satisfaction appeared in Pei Wanyu’s eyes, even though her good disciple had lingered a bit, he ultimately didn’t need any reminders from his Master to restrain himself.
At that time, although her will was weak, she knew to control the extent... He couldn’t know her identity now.
After all, the female immortals of the Human Clan have no bans that weak cultivators cannot break through.
"But giving so much at once, won’t he lose interest in me?"
Pei Wanyu pondered, then a strange hint of cruelty appeared in her eyes. Slightly curling her toes, she pinched her somewhat fatigued leg, her voice carrying a bit of delight: "If there’s such a thought, watch how Master makes it so you can’t get up."
With her mood eased, she placed her hands on the bed, the moist sensation in her left palm made her lower her head and glimpse a trace of helplessness in her eyes.
’My authority is utterly gone.’
Pei Wanyu thought silently, realizing she was too ’weak’ in front of her good disciple, who couldn’t keep up with her pace, and she quickly ended up yielding and begging for mercy...
’Hmm... It’s definitely because the three-thousand-year cultivation of the Purple Phoenix Blood Ginseng weakened my constitution a bit, or it’s because of that Fasting Pill, surely that’s what it is!’
’Otherwise, with my strength, how could I lose faster than that featherless girl!’
Recalling many thoughts, Pei Wanyu pinched the corner of the bedsheet, and with the sticky sensation between her fingers, she seemed to remember something and glanced under the bed.
The silk stockings she had worn were nowhere to be found.
A hint of helplessness flashed in Pei Wanyu’s eyes. Although she had fallen asleep at that time, she could sense Qingyue’s presence but couldn’t be bothered to see or think much about what she wanted to do.
Seeing the silk stockings missing at this moment, Pei Wanyu then knew what that girl was here for.
She really wondered when Qingyue developed such an unusual hobby.
Wouldn’t it be better to sneak over and kiss Jin’an?
Oh, no, it wouldn’t, because she had already helped her disciple clean up.
With this thought, Pei Wanyu yawned and snuggled towards the inner side of the bed, wanting to have a wonderful nap.
But just then, the outer hall door was pushed open, followed by footsteps stopping at the bedroom door, seeming to hesitate whether to enter.
Pei Wanyu smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth: "I’m awake."
The door was pushed open, and Xiao Yinruo, with lightly pursed red lips, walked in, looking at Pei Wanyu sitting on the bed, clutching the corner of the quilt with one hand.