The thin drizzle during the Solstice taps on the green tiles of the rooftop, producing a whispering sound at night.
The brow furrowed Lu Jin'an slowly opened his eyes, and the continuous burping sound from his side could not be heard.
Twist my head and look, blood pool in the fresh blood boiling of countless blood bubbles.
He glanced at it, showing no extra emotion, just feeling a sharp pain at the back of his neck - he had been knocked unconscious with a chop here.
Except for the pain, there was also a slight chill on his body because all his clothes had been taken off. However, there was a clean blanket beneath him that gave one the idea of "the perpetrator is still quite considerate."
Creak——
Between the creaking wooden door, a woman dressed in a blue and white hozi skirt with an over-sized robe walked in gracefully.
The woman's fair and spotless face showed a faint blush, while her slightly disheveled long hair, like the flowing clouds in the late afternoon, poured down in a gentle descent. The subtle blue-green glow could be seen in the faint candlelight.
Under the slender willow eyebrows, the eyelashes gently tremble, and the cobalt blue eyes flow with a rare out-of-the-world and delicate grace. Under the high and straight jade nose, the thin lips like rose petals are delicate and about to drip, forming a classical countenance that is delectable to look at.
Between light breaths, it is as if a lake under the moonlight, cool and elegant.
Seeing Lu Jin'an at that moment, a gentle smile bloomed on the cold face: "Lover, have you woken up?"
Lu Jin'an silently looked at her——the culprit who knocked him out, also the wife of one year and six months, Zhu Nanzhi.
"I'm sorry, are you in pain?"
Zhu Nanzhi walked over to him and sat down next to him, gently pulling him into her embrace and massaging his neck: "I don't want to be like this... it's all your fault, my lord."
Why should my lord, so dignified and handsome, practice the demon way? The wife has clearly advised against going to the clinic again, but why doesn't the husband listen? Otherwise, he wouldn't have turned out like this.”
Lu Jinan pulled at the corner of his mouth: "So that's why you stripped off all my clothes? And you only found out about the blood pool here the morning before yesterday, came personally and saw it tonight... When did you poison me and seal my cultivation?"
"Because I still want to see everything about my lord~" Only answered the first question Zhu Nanzhi then asked counter-questioningly: "Lord, do you remember when we first met?"
"Quite memorable."
As she spoke, Lu Jin'an closed his eyes, still vividly remembering Zhu Nanzhi's first words upon seeing him, and the only thing he hadn't anticipated was reaching the current situation—
"Lord, why are you lying alone on this remote snow mountain and not afraid of freezing to death?"
“……”
"Are you injured?"
"No."
"Let me think... Without my knowledge, digging you out of the snow and giving you hot water to drink, does that count as a benevolent benefactor?"
“……”
"Why aren't you speaking?"
"Count it."
"Are you a local?"
"Yes..."
"You were lying in the snow for a reason, right?"
"Yes..."
"Well, I'm also here for something, perhaps we can be companions?"
"Alright."
"Then let's get married."
"Yes... yes?"
……
The memories from a year ago flickered in his mind, and Lu Jin'an, who had just reopened his eyes, stared at the classical beauty so close to him, appearing slightly distracted.
The girl he had never met before giving herself directly must have some hidden purpose, but even at this moment, Lu Jin'an still didn't understand what her purpose in approaching himself was.
Because Zhu Nanzhi gave it all away very thoroughly.
He still remembers Zhu Nanzhi's gentle yet unchallengeable words at that time.
"After marriage, this mansion is yours to stay in... do you have a house? No, you'll have to stay in this one."
Nor do you need to do household chores, and I can give you one million lingjing as your monthly allowance each month...
Don't want? You don't lack lingjing since you're running a clinic? It doesn't matter, it doesn't conflict with giving it to you.
"You just need to live here, be with me, and get married safely."
Under the conditions of incredible sponsorship, Lu Jin'an was not eating his heart out, although living in her house. But she gave him a single crystal that he kept in the warehouse and made an agreement with her voluntarily.
No interference in each other's private lives; live in separate rooms; get along well and part ways after the matter is settled.
Zhu Nanzhi agreed.
So Lu Jin'an lived a life that was like eating soft rice.
But even though the three agreements had been mutually agreed upon, one of them was broken on a night half a year ago.
Lu Jin'an ate the so-called "soft rice" named Zhu Nanzhi, which was given by her herself after drinking – a gift from her.
The redness of Zhu Nanzhi's drunken flush, the whispering seduction... Even a gentleman couldn't resist it.
Lu Jin'an is a man with a healthy body, so although he is cautious, he still ate the soft rice that was offered to him after drinking alcohol.
Apart from bleeding, there was no accident of "consuming yang to nourish yin."
Zhu Nanzhi gave herself away again without any reason.
So the two of them moved into one room, and they couldn't control themselves after that.
Lu Jin'an doesn't know the purpose of this rich fairy's generous gift, but he gradually finds that her controlling desire is getting stronger and stronger.
Apart from the time of her menstrual period, she wants to be intimate every night. However, with her increasing desire for control, she has lost that dominance during intimacy and is more often like a docile cat, charming and poignant.
Lu Jin'an doesn't find it hard to comply with her requests, but they are becoming increasingly excessive: not allowing him to see female patients, only allowing him to eat what she cooks, and preventing him from going out.
Faced with Zhu Nanzhi's increasingly bizarre behavior, Lu Jin'an naturally turned her down, and she did not continue to make such requests after that.
Until now.
The original clear and bright cultivation of his body like a stone falling into the sea disappeared without a trace, and she even knocked him unconscious, stripped him naked, and imprisoned him in her clinic.
Although there were no restraints on his body, Lu Jin'an found that the area had been completely isolated by a barrier.
What does Zhu Nanzhi want? Is she detaining him to satisfy her desire for control?
"The husband remembers... the wife is very happy." Zhu Nanzhi lowered her head and gently gazed at Lu Jin'an's eyes: "Does the husband like the wife?"
"We had an agreement at the beginning," Lu Jin'an said without any expression.
"This doesn't matter," Zhu Nanzhi turned her head and looked at the blood pool: "What's important is that the wife likes the husband very much, and hopes he never leaves the wife, but the husband doesn't want to."
After her words fell, she released Lu Jin'an and stood up to face him, looking down at him with a high and supreme gaze: "And why did the husband practice demonic ways? This makes it impossible for the wife to help the husband open himself up."
At her words, Lu Jin'an, who was leaning against the edge of the blood pool, slightly lifted his eyelids. Just as he was about to ask about his doubts, he saw Zhu Nanzhi lift her right hand and clasp it in mid-air. A long sword, hidden in a snowy scabbard, appeared in her hand.
Lu Jin'an squinted his eyes, he knew this sword.
The thousand-year-old Xianjian 'Xuanming' from Qingmiao Palace has not chosen a master for thousands of years.
"Does the husband recognize this sword?" Zhu Nanzhi held the Zhanming in her arms and leaned her head to look at him, "The husband is still at the level of Tongsheng cultivation..."
In this case, is the husband's name 'Lu An' fake? Or even the appearance is fake?"
Saying this, she approached a few steps as if she wanted to see if he had transformed, but just as she extended her hand, she retracted it: "Never mind, that's not important."
At her words, Lu Jinan, who was still trying to mobilize the spiritual energy within him, smiled: "Do you want to kill me?"
"If you kill the husband, indeed, the husband will always be by the wife's side, but..."
As she spoke, a tinge of sickly red flushed her face, and even the smile on her lips showed signs of perverted madness.
Holding the Zhanming tightly, Zhu Nanzhi spun around, her khozi skirt flaring out, revealing a small section of her tender white calf and her jade feet encased in embroidered shoes: "But if I kill the husband, I will never be able to listen to the husband's voice again, never be able to feel his body heat, never be able to understand the husband's magnanimity..."
She stopped spinning, her face as red as the peach blossoms in March, brushing against the hilt of Zhanming gently. Her pair of sky blue eyes stared at Lu Jin'an with a sickly obsession.
"So the wife can't bear to kill the husband at all. The wife just wants to refine the husband into a sword spirit, so that the husband can always stay by the wife's side and be disciplined and controlled by the wife forever~"
"Hmm?"
Lu Jin'an's eyes widened, and his mind was instantly chaotic.
Originally, he had only thought that Zhu Nanzhi's irrational possessiveness had grown stronger with their mutual interactions, but never in his wildest dreams...
"You are still a sickly obsessive person!"
Lu Jin'an opened his mouth, ready to say something but felt as if he had a fishbone stuck in his throat.
" Husband~ " Zhu Nanzhi, holding the Zhanming, smiled warmly, "Aren't you touched? This is an idea the wife has had since meeting the husband~ "
But as the husband practices magic, it has given the wife the courage to make a final decision.
As Zhu Nanzhi spoke, she reached out and held Zhanming across its hilt with her hands. Her dewy eyes seemed to be able to pull out threads: "Zhanming is good, but its hilt is not as powerful as the husband. And refining the husband into a sword spirit will completely prevent one from feeling the husband's warmth..."
The wife has been hesitating, after all, Qingmiao Palace does not accept male disciples, and it is impossible to take the husband back openly. And the wife has to leave tomorrow~ "
Zhu Nanzhi again held Zhanming in her arms and happily spun it around another circle: "However, the husband is very loving to the wife. He even helped the wife make a decision. "
The husband must have deliberately ignored the wife's advice and still came here to practice magic, then used this reason to make the wife refine the husband into a sword spirit~ "
The husband really spoils the wife~ "
She raised her head and looked up at the ceiling, and it seemed that a certain love appeared in her sky blue pupils: "Ah~~ The wife is really happy... The feeling of happiness is a bit abnormal~"
Zhu Nanzhi stroked her legs and then looked down at Lu Jin'an again: "The wife will never disappoint the husband's good intentions~"
Lu Jin'an watched this solo performance of a sickly obsessive, crazy, and crazy person in a daze. Has her mind gone mad as well?
Brainstorming all those things as her good intentions towards herself?
However, from her performance, Lu Jin'an has also thoroughly understood that the final purpose of her repeated free gifts is to refine herself into the spirit of her destined celestial sword.
This woman had premeditated rather than acting on a sudden impulse!
Thinking about this, Lu Jin'an is a bit speechless. From the beginning to the end, it was to refine herself into the spirit of her destined celestial sword. She even used the grand excuse of "practicing black magic" to make it look majestic... Hahaha, women!
In silence, Lu Jin'an suddenly felt a cold light flash before his eyes. He heard a "clang" as Zhanming emerged from Zhu Nanzhi's hand, emitting a chilling sword qi.
Zhu Nanzhi smiled idiotically, "I originally wanted to miss the husband here deeply again, but all of a sudden, I feel that my words are a bit too much."
But as the husband has achieved the level of Tongsheng cultivation, what if something goes wrong?”
As she spoke, she inserted the scabbard into the floor and, holding Zhanming, stepped towards Lu Jinan step by step. With her feet encased in embroidered shoes, she parted his legs and stopped at his thigh.
She raised her right hand, with Zhanming's sword body on Lu Jinan's neck, and her eyes were filled with intense unwillingness and joy at being able to stay together forever.
"Maybe the husband's name and appearance are false, but it doesn't matter, the wife can soon learn everything about the husband. The wife... I'm really happy~"
Zhu Nanzhi's hand trembled slightly as she held the sword, and blood oozed from Lu Jinan's neck, but not a single drop fell; it was all absorbed by the Zhanming.
Feeling the pain in his neck, Lu Jinan frowned slightly. Despite still not being able to mobilize the spiritual energy within him, he leaned closer to the edge of the blood pool. However, upon hearing Zhu Nanzhi's intention, he was completely unfazed.
He slightly raised his head to look at the sickly Zhu Nanzhi: "Two last questions."
"The husband is not afraid at all~ After all, the husband also loves the wife very much and wants to accompany the wife and achieve enlightenment together~"
"I am so happy! However, the wife doesn't want to waste time anymore, so the husband can only ask one question, okay?" Zhu Nanzhi laughed crazily, lifted her left hand and touched her face. Her slender and long fingers spread and slightly curved, especially the small finger pointing at the lower lip position, more fully reflects her sickly obsessive figure at this moment: "The wife will definitely tell the husband everything about his last question before his previous mortal body."
Lu Jinan took a deep breath, asked seriously, "How did you poison me?"
He was very curious about this. After all, with his Tongsheng cultivation level and his caution towards Zhu Nanzhi, how did Zhu Nanzhi manage to poison him?
Zhu Nanzhi's face showed a hint of shyness: "The husband's strength exceeded the wife's expectations. The wife tried it many times and finally determined that the husband was at the level of Tongsheng..."
"Get to the point," Lu Jinan interrupted her.
Zhu Nanzhi lightly pursed her red lips, but with her left hand placed on her face, it passed over her delicate and beautiful neck and kept going down: "Even the most cautious husband will have times when he is completely relaxed..."
"As long as it's at the most relaxed moment, the husband won't notice anything unusual..."
Looking at where her left hand finally stopped, Lu Jinan's eyes widened again in shock: "You... actually hid poison within yourself?!"
"Is the wife smart?" Zhu Nanzhi blushed and laughed: "The husband's expression at this moment makes the wife very touched~"
Lu Jinan's eyes twitched a few times, and it's really unbelievable!
How could a place like Qingmiao Palace, such a serene and sacred place, cultivate such a pervert?
"I guess the husband's other question is to ask about what poison, isn't that right?" Zhu Nanzhi twisted her head and continued speaking by herself: "However, the wife won't say it. Otherwise, what if the husband knows the solution? The wife has been diligently cultivating to keep the husband's cultivation sealed~"
"Alright~" Zhu Nanzhi raised her left hand again, took her hair behind her ear, and began to refine the sword spirit centered on her. At the same time, she used her right hand, white sword blade continued to penetrate Lu Jinan's neck, absorbing his blood and abstracting his soul: "Husband, please bear with it. The wife will soon finish..."
Looking at her eyes, which showed a hint of seriousness, Lu Jinan, despite feeling the intense pain, managed to smile easily. His voice carried a touch of sincerity: "Thank you."
Smile and sound landed in Zhu Nanzhi's eyes and ears respectively, and she couldn't help but suppress her emotions: "The husband also wants to accompany the wife forever. The wife is really happy~"
"G...A...N...?" Lu Jinan opened his mouth.
Hearing his voice, Zhu Nanzhi revealed another hint of shyness: "The husband wants to say something that the wife knows, the husband really can't hold on with one hand, the husband wants to feel it one more time, isn't that right?"
"It's okay, once the husband becomes the wife's permanent sword spirit, the wife will always embrace the husband and never separate from him."
Pausing, her voice carried a hint of sorrow: "However, it's a pity that the sword hilt is not as good as the husband... but if the wife can be with the husband for eternity without separation, the wife will be contented. The wife will keep the husband's body well-preserved~"
With that, Zhu Nanzhi exerted a sudden force with the wrist holding the sword: "Husband~~~"
"Husband, soon we can have the husband accompany the wife forever~"
Lu Jin'an tugged at his corner of the mouth, but a relaxed smile appeared on his face. His consciousness, following Zhu Nanzhi's mad voice, sank into the rainy night outside the window.
