“The only woman, the only wife?”

Su Zimo didn’t expect that the Holy Lord of Yun City would say such things. Which prince or noble son doesn’t have three wives and six concubines?

“But, but we don’t have that kind of relationship. The feelings should be mutual.”

Su Zimo panicked, but her heart had a strong expectation.

“Wife, I know that nothing forcibly done is going to be agreeable, so I will go to the Mingyue Mountain Villa to find you. How can we cultivate feelings if we don’t meet?”

Mu Yunxuan’s tone was very gentle, so gentle that Su Zimo seemed to be confused and looked at Mu Yunxuan tenderly.

“I, I’ll cook first.”

Su Zimo was not used to such an ambiguous atmosphere and breaks away from Mu Yunxuan. She continued to make fire, but Mu Yunxuan kept staring at her.

Mu Yunxuan smiled. He knew that he shouldn’t be too forceful. He should slowly make her fall in love with him. Mu Yunxuan’s face was filled with confidence.

Mu Yunxuan couldn’t do anything but sat on her side.

Watching her do everything seriously.

When there was fire, Su Zimo added water to the pot.

She looked around, but there was no rice. She looked at the sky and found out that it was too late to make dumplings. She has no other choice but to make a personal contribution.

Su Zimo quickly took rice from her purple spirit space ring and also different kinds of condiments. She washed the rice and cooked it, and then started to get busy with the fish and shrimp.

Looking at her doing things skillfully, Mu Yunxuan was filled with happiness, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

It turned out that she looked much prettier and fascinating when serious.

*

In Yun City, in Ling Qiushui’s room, since they returned, Ling Qiushui felt uneasy.

She made herself a cup of ginseng tea and took a few sips, but she still felt uneasy.

Su Zimo and Mu Yunxuan took Su Xin to see a ghost doctor.

Who could be that ghost doctor? Will he find the ice silkworm in Su Xin’s body?

Ling Qiushui got up and walked to Mu Yunhan’s room. Mu Yunhan should know the answer.

Who knows that as soon as she went out, a shadow flashed in front of her and a silver sword flies toward her.

Ling Qiushui’s eyes squinted, she lowered her head and evaded the sword flying towards her.

“Who are you? How dare you break into Yun City?”

The hooded man in white didn’t answer, he took half a step and once again sent out his sword sternly. He always tried to stab the deadly points on Ling Qiushui’s body.

Ling Qiushui stepped back a few steps, her eyes were full of killing intent, and a few silver needles even appeared on her hand.

“If you want to die, then I’ll fulfill it.”

*Pssh-* Several silver needles shining brightly shone out at the same time.

The hooded man’s eyes in white flicked and withdrew his sword that piercing toward Ling Qiushui. After blocking the three silver needles, he backflipped and escaped the remaining silver needles.

“What a wicked woman, you actually put poison on the needles.”

The man’s voice was hoarse and looked at Ling Qiushui coldly.

“Hmph! No matter how hard you try to kill me, you can’t kill me, die!”

Ling Qiushui roared as ten silver needles appeared in her hands.

People who can break into Yun City were either Yun City’s people or those who have high-cultivation levels and not afraid of death.

Ling Qiushui naturally regarded the man in white in front of him as the first kind.

“You can try as much as you want.”

*Pssh-*

Ten poisoned silver needles flew towards the hooded man in white.

The hooded man in white jumped and jumped forward and then jumped on the roof. Just after jumping a few times, he completely disappeared.

All the silver needles were nailed into the wooden post.

“If you want to test me, you just have to do it yourself. You don’t need to force me to shoot. You really underestimated me.”

Ling Qiushui said coldly. She looked at the sky and thought of Mu Yunhan’s trick, then went back to her room.

Mu Yunhan came out of the dark place. Zi Mo’s cultivation level was not bad, but he still couldn’t force Ling Qiushui to shoot.

At noon today, Zi Mo came back. Thinking that Ling Qiushui hadn’t seen Zi Mo, he asked Zi Mo to come and try.

This Ling Qiushui hid so deeply that he has no choice but to think of a long term plan.

After returning to his room, Zi Mo was already waiting for him.

Zi Mo changed into a black robe and was not wearing a hood. He looked so elegant and handsome. His long soft black hair floating casually behind his head. His skin was beautiful like porcelain. Coupled with tender face, suffocating eyes and beautiful lips like cherry, he was like an immortal youth.

“Yunhan, did you learn anything?”