CHAPTER 571: CHAPTER 251 CANDID QINGYUE, NANZHI AND AUNT RUO WHO ALSO WANTS TO MEASURE

Taichu Hall, within Fuyao Inn, crumpled drafts scattered on the floor, and ink and brushes randomly placed on the desk.

The window was half open, allowing the cold wind to blow in freely, rustling the papers on the table.

Zhu Nanzhi leaned back in her chair, looking up at the ceiling, the long-sleeved shirt over her draped neatly as she crossed her hands on her lap, her hair cascading down from the chair back, reflecting a deep azure sheen in the candlelight.

Mu Qingyue pushed the door open and walked in, casually catching a sheet of paper blown up, glanced at it, and spoke lightly: "It’s written well enough, still not satisfied?"

"I want to perfectly depict my husband’s majestic figure..." Zhu Nanzhi turned her head to speak, her voice pausing.

Because tonight Mu Qingyue had removed the black cloth that had been covering her eyes, revealing those ruby-like eyes.

She sat up straight, staring at Mu Qingyue’s cold and beautiful face, her gaze slightly amazed.

This was the first time Zhu Nanzhi had seen Mu Qingyue’s true appearance.

And the first impression Mu Qingyue’s appearance gave her was of distinctly defined features, clear contours, exuding a bright, grand aura that complemented her icy demeanor.

Zhu Nanzhi carefully scrutinized Mu Qingyue’s face; this bright appearance that seemed made-up despite the lack of makeup was grand but had some slight imperfections.

Yet she couldn’t find any flaws in Mu Qingyue’s face.

As if she were a favorite of the Heavenly Dao.

Moreover... there was indeed some resemblance between Mu Qingyue and Pei Wanyu after she took off the blindfold.

These two aren’t biological mother and daughter, right...?

Not mother and daughter, but are they related by blood?

Oh~ it’s an aunt and niece relationship.

Zhu Nanzhi thought silently, her gaze gradually lowered, stopping at Mu Qingyue’s chest, and her eyes froze again.

No, sister?

Weren’t you flat-chested?

Where did this come from?

And how did it become so majestic?

Zhu Nanzhi’s gaze lingered for a while, a bit choked.

Had she ’comforted’ her before?

Turns out there was such a big pair hidden?

No wonder she didn’t mind the ’comfort’ before; it turns out she had real confidence.

Zhu Nanzhi took a deep breath, yeah, it doesn’t matter.

No one can be the best in everything; Mu Qingyue now just has a larger chest than hers, slightly longer legs, and that’s it.

After all, she is the rare Holy Beast White Tiger.

Zhu Nanzhi retracted her gaze, probingly asked: "You have half the Black Phoenix Bloodline, so you can change size like a demon beast, right?"

Mu Qingyue chuckled lightly, closed the door, and came to sit opposite Zhu Nanzhi, intentionally or unintentionally placing her chest on the edge of the table: "Demon beasts transform their size based on demon energy. Although I can do it too, did you feel any demon energy from me?"

Zhu Nanzhi looked at Mu Qingyue dressed in white, lightly clicked her tongue: "Your waist is thin and you’re a bit skinny; it must be quite a burden, isn’t it?"

"As long as Junior Brother likes it." Mu Qingyue said indifferently, then pressed the paper back onto the table: "You don’t need to praise Junior Brother to the skies; otherwise, it seems unrealistic."

"My husband is already worth it... Can you survive under the hands of an Immortal?"

"Aunt Ruo was with him."

"Not always together." Zhu Nanzhi said, as if recalling something, her gaze regained its sharpness: "That matter hasn’t passed yet, don’t try to cozy up to me."

With that, she lowered her head again to write a new report praising her husband.

Mu Qingyue crossed her arms on the table, her little finger gently twirling the paper ball: "You’re just trying to make a mistake upon a mistake to make me leave Junior Brother’s side, right?"

Zhu Nanzhi said flatly: "Master said that husband admitted you want to train him into a dog."

"Out of context?" Mu Qingyue said with a half-smile: "Show me all the communication records."

"Deleted."

Mu Qingyue stared at Zhu Nanzhi: "What about you? Have you forgotten what you did in Nanzhuo Domain?"

Zhu Nanzhi’s writing hand showed no hesitation; she didn’t believe Mu Qingyue knew about this, and her husband certainly wouldn’t tell.

Although her husband had her under control, she successfully planted a Body-locking Curse in him, and as the senior brother of the Wandao Sect, he certainly wouldn’t speak of it.

If he did, Master Pei’s attitude towards her wouldn’t be so friendly.

Mu Qingyue’s lips curled into a smile: "I guess Aunt Ruo went to find my mother for this letter’s matter. So, I guess her reply to you was nothing more than a playful banter between me and Junior Brother, and although I wanted to train Junior Brother into a puppy, I ultimately failed..."

"Then guess, before I succeeded, did I manage to extract any useful information from Junior Brother’s mouth?"

Seeing Zhu Nanzhi’s slowing pen strokes, Mu Qingyue calmly leaned back in her chair, began making up: "At that time, Junior Brother said a ’also’. Guess what sentence could use the word ’also’ in what he said?"

Zhu Nanzhi looked up at Mu Qingyue, her azure eyes calm, but she was slightly displeased inside.

Mu Qingyue could subdue her husband for a while longer, but what about herself?

Even though she was well-prepared, she ended up being subdued by her husband without even using the Body-locking Curse. Doesn’t that mean she’s weaker than her?

Mu Qingyue looked at Zhu Nanzhi’s expression, crossed her arms, leisurely continued: "Your purpose is different from mine, but there is a similarity to our approaches.

To be honest, I used the ’Seeking Joy Soul Refining Skill’ to target Junior Brother’s Divine Soul, but unfortunately I failed at the final hurdle."

"What about you?" Mu Qingyue crossed her right leg over her left: "I’ve been this straightforward, and you’re still not saying anything? Or should I help you tell?"