She sat on the edge of the bed, arms crossed, looking down at Lu Jin'an, whose eyes showed surprise. The smile on her lips was ambiguous, and there was a strange pleasure gradually emerging in her gaze.
At this moment, Pei Wanyu resembled a queen high above, with those long, watery phoenix eyes carrying a hint of indescribable emotions.
"Good disciple, you must endure this."
She lifted her jade-like foot.
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Inside Cuiqing Inn.
Xiao Yinruo carried the meditating Zhu Nanzhi to the bed, a complex expression on her cool face, with a hint of guilt in her eyes.
Having cast a spell, Nanzhi was definitely trapped in meditation tonight, but of course, this wouldn't harm Nanzhi.
It would help her quickly master the Sword Intent in the 'No Self' meditation state.
Just thinking about her actions made Xiao Yinruo unable to stop being angry with Wanyu and herself.
