The night outside is romantic, but Lu Jin'an, immersed in the bathtub, cannot calm down.
The soft touch left by her cheeks and red lips seems to still be there, which makes one's heart skip a beat more than choking on smoke and mist.
For the first time, the master's respect was kissed... Even though it was just a kiss on the cheek, its significance cannot be compared with that of a common day.
"After all, he is still my master..."
Women with charm and elegance are truly captivating.
Lu Jin'an gets out of the bathtub and immediately dries the water stains on his body with spiritual power. Just as he was about to go out, the door of this small bathroom suddenly opened a crack.
Lu Jin'an, turning his body subconsciously, saw his master's hand sticking in with clothes on it. Just as he was about to thank her, Pei WanYu's voice came in first.
"This is the clothes I made for you while you were away on the mountain. Try it on and see if it fits..."
"The master has considered that you have grown taller in the past year and a half, so it should fit well. If it doesn't fit, tell the master, and the master will take other clothes."
Lu Jin'an always felt quite lucky, for example, in meeting his master and becoming her apprentice.
He walked over to the door and took the clothes from his master's hand, speaking softly, "These clothes are made by the master, so they must be suitable."
"Put them on first." Pei WanYu slightly closed the door.
Without saying more, Lu Jin'an put on the usual robe with an ink-washed bamboo pattern, fastened the sash, then put on a light outer robe before stepping out of the bathroom and spreading his arms wide: "It fits."
Pei WanYu, who had raised her long hair and changed into a set of purplish dreamlike robes, had a bright sparkle in her eyes: "Turn around."
Lu Jin'an obediently turned around: "It's just right, with no fit problems at all."
Pei WanYu smiled warmly, nodding contentedly; she had estimated it quite accurately.
"Turn around." Pei WanYu examined him up and down: "Very good."
"The master's craftsmanship is excellent."
"That's also because you're handsome, and you look good in anything." Walking in front of him, Pei WanYu slightly crouched down to tie a purple jade pendant around his waist, and teased, "If you weren't handsome, the master wouldn't have the motivation to make clothes for you, would I?"
After saying that, he stood up and backed away a few steps, then continued: "Is it not affecting your work?"
""When fighting, I'll change into another set of clothes." Lu Jin'an smiled and said: "If it's damaged, it will be bad."
"That's no big deal," Pei WanYu said with a smiling face: "After all, the master has free time. I can just make you new clothes."
"Huh? Why aren't you speaking?"
Pei WanYu approached him again and poked his chest with her finger: "Too moved to speak?"
"Yes," Lu Jin'an confessed truthfully.
"Then you can praise the master," Pei WanYu said with a smile, "But don't say the master only wears purple clothes."
Lu Jin'an shook his head: "The disciple also feels that purple and the master are the best match."
"Very good~ You're worth teaching, after all," Pei WanYu nodded satisfiedly, "No one is more suitable for purple than the master, right?"
"Mmm..."
"Has she?" Pei WanYu raised her eyebrows lightly with her arms crossed: "Have you ever seen other women who wear purple clothes?"
"No, it's not that," Lu Jin'an said, looking at his master in a dress as radiant as purple roses, "I just think that the person who suits purple even more than the master today is the master tomorrow."
Listening to her apprentice's praise, Pei WanYu clicked her tongue in wonder: "I don't remember you being this good at praising people before. Did you learn how to make women happy from Zhu Nanzhi?"
"I'm just expressing my feelings spontaneously," Lu Jin'an was very sincere.
"The master will take it that way," Pei WanYu turned around, smiling slightly as she walked out: "Bundle up your hair and come out to blow some wind; it's stifling staying in the room for so long."
"Following your command."
On the flight deck of the flying ship, Pei WanYu held onto the railing and blew on the warm summer wind, as she talked to Lu Jin'an beside her: "Do you think I should tell QingYue about that night's event?"
Lu Jin'an glanced at Pei WanYu, whose lips were curled into a smile: "The master can tell whoever she wants."
Pei WanYu turned her head to look at him, as if excited: "If she finds out, will she come after the master with a sword?"
"Um..." Lu Jin'an helplessly said: "The master likes to tease the teacher too much."
"I'm doing this for her benefit," Pei WanYu snorted lightly: "She looks terrible with a cold face all the time."
"That's not natural, is it?" Lu Jin'an asked curiously. He had always thought that his senior sister Mu Qingyue was naturally a three-no attribute person.
"Not." Pei WanYu lowered her eyelids: "She will laugh, and her laughter is very cute."
Lu Jin'an knew from the beginning that the master was talking about the sister's childhood, just as he was about to try to ask again, Pei WanYu continued: "Take her out for a play when you get back."
Pei WanYu's tone returned to light and cheerful: "Before the patriarch's birthday banquet, don't let her seclude herself."
"Why?" Lu Jin'an asked curiously: "Sister may listen to me, but she will definitely have to close herself for at least a couple of days."
"That's your business," Pei WanYu smiled and glanced at him: "As for the reason, you'll know when the time comes."
Looking at the enigmatic master, Lu Jin'an thought for a moment and extracted the key information: before the patriarch's birthday banquet.
So he understood.
If the patriarch is going to host a birthday banquet, naturally there will be people coming to pay respects. The QingMiao Palace will definitely send someone, and Zhu Nanzhi will definitely come too.
Since he hasn't changed his face in front of her, Zhu Nanzhi will be able to find out his information quickly upon returning to the QingMiao Palace.
"Master, are you looking forward to a battlefield?"
Lu Jin'an felt a sense of urgency with two heads, master really likes to watch the fun?
And it seems that the master knows Zhu Nanzhi's identity... Isn't the investigation efficiency too high?
Lu Jin'an, who was thinking in his heart, did not show any emotions. After all, in front of the master, he only knows Zhu Nanzhi's name and does not know her identity.
He didn't tell anyone about the almost being forged into a sword spirit by Zhu Nanzhi, because it hasn't happened in 'now'.
More importantly, knowing about this matter, the master would most likely seek a confrontation for himself. And he didn't want to give Zhu Nanzhi any possibility of knowing about this counter-current time thing.
Otherwise, how could he shape her into a worshiping sick-souled type?
For Zhu Nanzhi, except for not commenting on her sick-souled type, he likes and has feelings for her in other aspects because she gives him everything.
Thinking about it, Lu Jin'an turned his head and asked, "What if I can't persuade the senior sister?"
"The master believes in you," Pei WanYu patted Lu Jin'an's shoulder, looking like someone entrusting a heavy task.
Pei WanYu was well aware that even if QingYue went into seclusion, Zhu Nanzhi would surely come out of seclusion when she met her beloved disciple.
As for whether Zhu Nanzhi would come... Of course she would. After all, her precious apprentice is so famous that even if he married that girl under a pseudonym, the QingMiao Palace would be able to find out quickly given its size.
"Student, I will comply." Lu Jin'an helplessly nodded.
"Very good~"
Pei WanYu pinched his face and turned towards the room, "The master is going to take a rest for a while~"
Upon returning to the cabin, she took out a communication compass and sent a message to Xiaming with a smile, with only one purpose in mind.
To hide the news that Zhu Nanzhi is the saintess of QingMiao Palace from her beloved apprentice.
With his good-natured apprentice unaware of Zhu Nanzhi's identity, it would be interesting to see what expression he would have when he sees Zhu Nanzhi at that time.
"Very much looking forward to it~"
Pei WanYu narrowed her eyes slightly, first testing QingYue's aggressiveness through Zhu Nanzhi, and then deciding whether to tell the story about Jinnan eating red beans early.
