The appearance of Qin Ruoshuang drew the attention of the many disciples present.
“That is the Holy Maiden of the Sword Sect. She really lives up to her reputation — she is absolutely beautiful!”
“Good heavens! The looks of these two sisters are way too high!”
“A goddess!!!”
“Hey, you jerk, just a while ago you were saying the Holy Maiden of the Alchemy Sect was your goddess, too.”
“It is all the same — they are both my goddesses!”
While the other disciples were struck by her beauty, Li Wenji was breaking out in a cold sweat.
Ever since the last time Qin Ruoshuang had nearly killed him on the spot, he had been terrified whenever he saw her.
In psychological terms, this was a mental block — a phobia.
When it comes to fear, one must face it bravely!
As for the next two lines, there is no need to say them; everyone already knows.
Qin Ruoshuang’s gaze locked onto Li Wenji.
The latter felt as if he were being stared down by some peerless Demonic Beast, and his legs trembled.
“Sister Ruoshuang!” Qin Mu exclaimed in surprise.
Following Qin Mu’s cry, Qin Ruoshuang shifted her gaze to her younger brother.
Her icy eyes instantly melted into a pool of autumn water.
“Oh my, I didn’t expect little Ruoshuang to actually come.”
With a mature, flirtatious voice, Wang Yan’er approached Qin Ruoshuang.
She had once been a little girl, but now she was a mature woman.
Time truly flew.
As soon as Wang Yan’er spoke, many people noticed her.
“W-When did that woman get there!?”
“Hiss! To hide her presence so effectively, she must be at least a Great Power of the Heavenly Unity Stage!”
“The Heavenly Unity Stage! How terrifying… truly terrifying!”
Qin Ruoshuang looked at Wang Yan’er as if facing a great enemy.
She pulled Mu’er behind her like a hen protecting its chick, preventing him from being carried off by a fox.
“What are you doing here?”
Her tone was icy.
Qin Ruoshuang did not like Wang Yan’er.
More accurately, she disliked any bad woman who tried to snatch Mu’er away.
Her sister, Qin Mengyu, was someone she could share him with.
As for Aunt Lu, Qin Ruoshuang knew she could not beat her, and she owed her a debt of gratitude, so she could also share Mu’er with her.
In the minds of the Qin family sisters, Liu Zixi was essentially Mu’er’s bed-warming maid.
Wang Yan’er was not angry at Qin Ruoshuang’s attitude.
She pursed her lips and smiled.
“Little Ruoshuang is still so cold. That will not do; you need to change. Most men like gentle, understanding girls.”
Qin Ruoshuang stared at Wang Yan’er silently.
“I don’t need to.”
In her view, there was no need to change herself to fit so-called gentleness.
Mu’er was Mu’er; he was different from other men.
Seeing the confrontation between Sister Ruoshuang and Aunt Yan’er, Qin Mu felt his scalp tingle.
Aunt Yan’er seemed particularly at odds with his sisters, especially Sister Ruoshuang.
Qin Mu could see that Sister Ruoshuang’s face was filled with displeasure.
Although she still looked cold to outsiders, as her brother for over ten years, he knew her well.
“Wait, wait!”
Qin Mu quickly grabbed Sister Ruoshuang’s jade-like hand.
It was cool and soft, feeling wonderful to the touch.
‘Dammit! Now is not the time to be thinking about this!’
“Sister Ruoshuang, do not be so worked up. Aunt Yan’er has helped me a lot.”
Feeling the warmth on her palm, Qin Ruoshuang gripped Mu’er’s hand in return.
She looked at Wang Yan’er, the hostility in her eyes not diminishing in the slightest.
“There seem to be quite a lot of people here,” Wang Yan’er noted.
She could sense that almost everyone present was staring at them.
“Why don’t we go to my place? What do you think, Mu’er?”
Qin Mu nodded.
“That is fine, Aunt Yan’er.”
“And… little Ruoshuang?”
Wang Yan’er’s gaze fell on Qin Ruoshuang, who remained silent.
“Since little Ruoshuang isn’t saying anything, I will take that as a ‘yes’.”
As soon as Wang Yan’er finished speaking, the space around them warped.
A moment later, the three of them vanished from the spot.
After Qin Mu vanished, the crowd erupted into a heated discussion about who the beautiful woman in black was.
Nearby, Li Wenji, who had been too terrified to move, slowly began to breathe normally again.
He had been so nervous he could barely catch his breath; Qin Ruoshuang’s aura was simply too powerful.
***
“Hmph! If the Great Yu Dynasty is truly going to act like this, then my Seven Star Sect will have nothing to do with it!”
The mature woman in pink slammed her palm onto the table, her beautiful eyes gleaming with a fierce light that startled the person sitting next to her.
‘My goodness.’
Mo Qiu swallowed hard.
He had not expected that the Holy Maiden of the Alchemy Sect, who was usually so gentle, would have such a side to her.
Across from Qin Mengyu, two envoys from the Great Yu Dynasty remained expressionless.
“Your Highness, we are merely conveying the Emperor’s orders. As for making a decision, we will have to report back to His Majesty first.”
“Hah! You make it sound so nice!”
Qin Mengyu’s gaze was cold.
“Everyone knows you people are the best at saying one thing to someone’s face while doing another behind their back.”
“Since Your Highness is so insistent, the two of us will no longer stay. Farewell!”
With that, the two of them rose and left.
Once their presence had completely vanished, Mo Qiu asked, “Your Highness, is this really for the best? After all, our Seven Star Sect has a good relationship with the Great Yu Dynasty. Doing this, perhaps…”
Qin Mengyu raised her hand to interrupt him.
“My mind is made up. Let’s leave the matter here for now. Elder Mo, you can head back first. I want to sit here quietly for a moment.”
Seeing the Holy Maiden’s worried expression, Mo Qiu stood up.
“In that case, I will wait for Your Highness at the branch office.”
After everyone had left, Qin Mengyu slowly let out a sigh.
‘They are all just old foxes. They talk a big game, but do they really think I don’t understand anything?’
At that moment, the jade pendant at Qin Mengyu’s waist lit up.
Someone was sending her a message.
She picked up the jade pendant and checked the information; it was from Sister Ruoshuang.
***
The Imperial Capital Branch of the Star Plucking Tower.
At this moment, Qin Mu felt like he was sitting on needles.
In front of him, Aunt Yan’er and Sister Ruoshuang were at each other’s throats.
“Mu’er~”
Wang Yan’er picked up a pastry and held it to Qin Mu’s lips.
“Come, try this. It is your favorite.”
Qin Mu opened his mouth and swallowed it in one bite.
He was not sure if Aunt Yan’er had done it on purpose, but at the moment he ate it, her finger slid inside.
His tongue brushed against the tip of her finger, and he hurriedly pulled his head back.
“Hehe, Mu’er is eating a bit too fast. Slow down; no one is going to take it from you.”
As Wang Yan’er spoke, she withdrew her fingertip.
It was visibly wet.
Young Master Qin’s face flushed red at the sight, as the moisture on Aunt Yan’er’s hand was from him licking it.
“Mu’er,” a cold voice called out.
It was Sister Ruoshuang.
“Yes!”
Qin Ruoshuang picked up a piece of fruit and held it to her brother’s lips.
Having no choice, Qin Mu had to eat it as well.
However, as he ate, he carefully tried to avoid Sister Ruoshuang’s fingers.
But the reality was not as Qin Mu had imagined.
Before he could even swallow, Sister Ruoshuang shoved the fruit directly into his mouth, her fingers pushing deep inside.
Unlike Aunt Yan’er’s brief touch, Sister Ruoshuang did not just push deeper, but even swirled her finger around, stirring it inside.