In the inner hall bathroom, with mist in his hand, he whispered a water spell and poured hot water into the bathtub. After sprinkling a layer of petals, he then attended to Zhu Nanzhi for her bath.
Zhu Nanzhi's skin was fair as she removed the red skirt, and the faint kiss marks on her body showed a touch of allure from being immersed in the mortal world.
Stepping up onto the small stool, Zhu Nanzhi raised her leg and crossed it into the bathtub. Her fair and plump thighs slightly tightened, outlining a slender leg curve, gently sinking into the water with petals scattered on it.
As the water level covered her delicate figure, only her beautiful shoulders remained exposed, and ripples in the water swayed over her alluring collarbone. The subtly translucent, creamy whiteness between the petals seemed even more radiant than the petals themselves.
Her fingers caressed her neck, and for a moment, she seemed lost in thought. Zhu Nanzhi's sky-blue eyes softened with warmth: "The husband is also enchanted by me..."
Hami, who had no fondness for Lu Jin'an, pretended not to hear and busied herself with grooming the maiden's long hair.
After murmuring, Zhu Nanzhi closed her eyes and sighed regretfully: "It's a pity that we can't bring the husband back to Qingyao Palace."
As she was helping to moisten her hair, Hami pursed her lips. Is the Mistress of Saints still hesitating?
Thinking of it, she decided to remind the Saint of her original intention and asked urgently, "When did Miss come up with the idea of refining him into a 'Soul of Sword'? Was it because of Zhanming's choice?"
All disciples of Qingyao Palace go through a process of cultivating their heart in the mortal world. The places and ways of cultivation are influenced by their own native divine weapon, so Hami asked that question.
Zhu Nanzhi smiled contentedly after a moment of thought: "The location was chosen by Zhanming, but my husband was the one I fell in love with at first sight."
"Is Zhanming's way of cultivation a fake marriage?"
"Although we have not performed a formal wedding ceremony with our husband, this is not a fake marriage," Zhu Nanzhi emphasized: "Furthermore, I do not have to follow Zhanming's way. I am the one who owns him."
Hami blinked: "So it was love at first sight for you?"
"Um," Zhu Nanzhi smiled softly, "He's handsome... I knew at first sight, and that feeling of affection can't be wrong."
Hami widened her eyes: "Then do you think he can withstand Zhanming's sharpness?"
Zhu Nanzhi cupped some petals: "My husband is an immortal."
"Oh?" Hami looked at Zhu Nanzhi in disbelief: "In such a remote and desolate place, the strongest is no more than a true cultivator at the Yun Dao stage. How could there be an immortal?"
"Is he from outside like Miss? Then he has been deceiving you all the time?"
"It doesn't matter," Zhu Nanzhi said indifferently: "If a person can possess their husband, can they not also possess their husband's heart? He cannot escape."
Hami nodded dazedly, then saw Zhu Nanzhi drop the petals from her palm into the water: "The matter of my husband and bringing back the 'Flawless Immortal Body' both lie within this Nanzhuo Domain. This is predestined."
Predestined fate?
You forced it...
Hami muttered to herself, feeling both puzzled and wondering why that person, being a cultivator of the Tongsheng level, hadn't resisted the Maiden when she captured him.
Also because of the appearance?
While pondering, Zhu Nanzhi's voice carried a hint of joy: "We can leave this place in a couple of days. Once we return, I will immediately perform the wedding ceremony with my husband..."
Hami stared blankly at Zhu Nanzhi. Since the Qingyao Palace rarely allows men inside, was the Maiden planning to marry a sword?
Too incredible...
Zhu Nanzhi didn't speak much more. After taking a bath at the time when Lu Jin'an was almost done with his morning exercise, she put on a blue and white cheongsam with embroidery, paired with a light chiffon sleeveless jacket of the same color, simply pulling her long hair up into a bun with gold-plated flowers and dragon pearls on it, and then leisurely walked to the courtyard.
Dressed neatly, she was like a faint mist in the early morning, light and pure, not bringing any dust with her.
Under the sunlight, her elegant and pure hair was displayed in a deep shade between black and green, like clouds at the junction of dusk and night.
Her slightly powdered face resembled a snowy cheek with blush, her thin willow-like eyebrows as distant mountains with light mist, her sky blue eyes serene and deep, her red lips rosy but not vulgar.
The belt tied around her waist fluttered slightly, outlining her dignified and elegant, profound yet clear beauty. Anyone who saw it would have to sigh at her enchanting and unparalleled beauty.
The morning breeze lightly fluttered a few strands of hair in front of her forehead. As Lu Jin'an was finishing his exercises, he saw Zhu Nanzhi's appearance and did not dare to appreciate her elegant and graceful, pure and elegant temperament that resembled a blooming peach in the spring or a blooming chrysanthemum in the autumn. Instead, he became more vigilant.
Because Zhu Nanzhi's attire and her action of refining the "Soul of Sword" were exactly the same as that night.
"Dear husband, you must be tired," Zhu Nanzhi smiled warmly as she approached him, using the handkerchief in her hand to gently wipe the sweat from his forehead. "First, go for a bath... Will my husband find fault with the bathwater I've used?"
Feeling slightly relieved in his heart, Lu Jin'an took the handkerchief. He could smell the fragrance of her bath from her skin. His eyes scanned over the whiteness of her chest and said softly, "You've just finished bathing, don't get dirty again."
"Me? I don't mind," Zhu Nanzhi smiled even more brightly. The original husband smells just as nice.
Moreover, the husband is indeed paying more attention to me, and I want to spend more time with the husband to cultivate our feelings...
"I'll go wash first."
"Okay~" Zhu Nanzhi turned her body, watching him enter the house before heading towards the kitchen. She wanted to cook another soup quickly and then help the husband rub his back.
In the bathtub, Lu Jin'an ignored the petals in the water and closed his eyes to recuperate some of his spirit power in his mind through the "Great Self-Cultivation Visualization"'s Time and Space Chapter, meditating on the past.
Zhu Nanzhi had poisoned herself, so she must also be poisoned. However, she has the antidote, so she needs to look for clues about the antidote in the past more than half a year.
After truly entering the river of time and space through himself and gaining deeper insights, Lu Jin'an first saw Zhu Nanzhi's figure.
Just as the figure of Zhu Nanzhi appeared, it was extremely blurry.
The reason for this phenomenon is not only because of his own cultivation level, but also because Zhu Nanzhi is exceptionally gifted and protected by the Dao, making it difficult to probe.
Even he couldn't deduce his own future——because the threads of the future are entangled and independent in a dense network, and one person's strength cannot sustain such exploration.
Because the past has already happened, it is easier to see... though only a little easier.
Lu Jin'an knew that Zhu Nanzhi had determined that he was a cultivator of the Tongsheng realm through numerous trials, so this would further limit the time.
But having to be intimate every night made it harder to find the clues.
'How can a person who is so clean and cold be so interested in such things?'
Lu Jin'an, who was grumbling, carefully visualized the river of time while restoring some of his spirit power until it was almost depleted again. He still couldn't find any useful clues.
Leaving the visualization of the river of time, Lu Jin'an let out a sigh. Of course, after discovering his Tongsheng cultivation level, Zhu Nanzhi would be on high alert.
And she is of great importance in the river of time, and the images he saw were all blurred with heavy masks, so this method is not effective.
'Why haven't I ever heard of such an invisible and formless poison? Does Qingyao Palace actually have such a treasure hidden away?'
'Could it be that this poison was specifically created to conveniently turn beloved ones into Soul of Sword during the process of refining hearts in the mortal world?'
Lu Jin'an was silent, and after hearing the gentle footsteps, he quickly suppressed his thoughts.
Zhu Nanzhi smiled gently as she walked in with light steps. This was the first time she had seen her husband's posture while bathing... The intimate behavior from her husband in the morning made her want to boldly make up for one first after another.
The sound of footsteps faded, and a slender finger gently pinched her shoulder. Lu Jin'an could clearly feel something heavy on the back of her head, and without needing to guess, she knew what it was.
"Looks like my husband is a bit tired, thinking about what?" Zhu Nanzhi asked softly.
Lu Jin'an opened his eyes, tilted his head to look at her, "I was thinking about something related to my wife."
Zhu Nanzhi was initially taken aback, and then her eyes could not contain her surprise. It had been so long since their marriage; this was the first time her husband had called her "my wife"!
"Mr... Mr. Husband..." Zhu Nanzhi's voice trembled, and her sky blue eyes shimmered with moisture from joy, like a young wife finally released from a cold palace.
At this moment, she looked very tempting, so Lu Jin'an quickly recalled the scene where she wanted to refine him into a Soul of Sword, which helped him to calm down.
Lu Jin'an, who did not look away from Zhu Nanzhi's eyes, decided to deceive her for a while.
As long as he can make her have the idea to delay refining the Soul of Sword, then he will have more time to find a way to solve the poison problem.
"My wife, actually I deceived you."
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