Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

Chapter 216 The feud between the main body and the secondary body will never end

As the night deepened, the lights in the Cuiyu Palace gradually went out, leaving only the moonlight like water, quietly sprinkling in the courtyard.

Qin Muyue's clear energy spread silently, covering the entire courtyard.

Yu Fengxue and Jun Yuzheng felt a sense of relief, and when they looked around, they found themselves at the lecture platform, with two sandalwood pavilions covered with gauze facing each other.

Yu Fengxue sat upright in the courtyard, her eyes slightly deep. Her junior sister's ability to create dreams with the Mirror was no less impressive. The people and objects in the dream world were so real.

Through the gauze curtain, he saw many monks sitting cross-legged below the stage, holding scriptures, like students thirsting for enlightenment.

In another gauze-covered pavilion, the young girl hugged her master, who was sitting cross-legged, from behind, her small hands moving restlessly.

"You bad woman, do you really like to flirt with your teacher in this kind of scenery?" Jun Yuzheng knew that this was a dream world created by the girl. She scolded him while her icy and clear face still had a doting smile.

As the monks on the podium whispered, Qin Muyue's dream became more vivid and real.

Jun Yuzheng gently held Qin Muyue's restless little hand and smiled softly, "Yue'er, the monk in your dream world is so lifelike."

Qin Muyue snuggled in her master's arms and replied softly, "Master, don't you like it?"

Yu Fengxue's eyes passed through the gauze curtain and fell on the monks. He transmitted his voice to Qin Muyue, gritting his teeth: "Ayue, you are getting more and more crazy."

Jun Yuzheng picked up the sutra with his jade-like fingers and sent a voice message with a smile: "Why, you can't serve her? Since you are so useless, how about I sell you to the Yue Nu Pavilion tonight?"

"........" The veins on Yu Fengxue's forehead were throbbing. This original body was so arrogant because of his favor. How hateful!

Soon, Jun Yuzheng's voice rang out like an ice pot tempering a jade pond: "Color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color; color is emptiness, emptiness is color; feeling, thought, action, and consciousness are also like feeling, thought, action, and consciousness, and are also like..."

The girl's small hands were already wrapped around his clothes, and her head was buried in his strong chest.

The girl's hot breath sprayed on his chest, and Jun Yuzheng's voice became hoarse when reading the scriptures. He felt the dragon's tail wrapped around his waist and began to tease...

Jun Yuzheng continued his explanation, his voice becoming increasingly hoarse: "'No suffering, no accumulation... no path, no wisdom, no... um..."

As the lecture progressed, the monks became more engaged. They either discussed in low voices, closed their eyes in contemplation, or took notes in the scriptures.

At first glance, at the pulpit under the moonlight, Jun Yuzheng's reciting of the scriptures seemed exquisite, but in fact, Yu Fengxue could imagine how the girl acted wildly even with her eyes closed.

He covered his forehead with his hands, his face flushed, and waves of pleasure came from his body.

Amid the monks' occasional exquisite voices, in the gauze-covered sandalwood pavilion opposite Yu Fengxue, the two figures were as close as shadows in a painting, or like a dragon molesting its favorite bird in a cage.

Yu Fengxue held in his hand another black feather that had fallen off, and couldn't help imagining which muscle of his would be touched by A Yue's fingertips.

Half an hour later——

"Wunian...Wu...a" Jun Yuzheng was finally unable to speak after being tortured by the girl.

The girl pushed aside her master's slightly damp silver hair and felt his rapidly rising and falling chest.

The corners of Jun Yuzheng's eyes were deep red, and his narrow and long phoenix pupils were shrouded in mist. When he glanced at her, he was more charming than any mediocre man's favorite.

The girl chuckled, stood up, straightened her clothes, and leaned close to his ear: "Master's voice is so beautiful."

Jun Yuzheng's breathing had not yet completely calmed down. There was a hint of helplessness and doting in his eyes. He sighed softly: "You, you are always bullying your teacher."

She smiled gently at Jun Yuzheng, with a sly light in her eyes: "As long as Master likes it."

Then there was a flash of light, and the girl slipped away to the pavilion opposite.

Yu Fengxue was in the pavilion opposite. Xiao Suqingjue's face was full of forbearance, and his whole body was covered with fine beads of sweat, like a beautiful jade that had just been washed.

The girl leaned close to Yu Fengxue's ear and whispered softly, with a hint of mischief and concern in her voice: "Brother, let me show you something good?"

Yu Fengxue's eyebrows slightly raised, a trace of shame and anger flashed in his eyes. He coughed lightly, trying to hide his embarrassment: "Ayue, can you be more tactful..."

As he spoke, the transparent scales on the dragon's tail shone, and the shadow had already covered his entire face. Yu Fengxue's muscles tensed, his Ruifeng eyes widened slightly, and the light in his eyes disappeared.

Yu Fengxue resisted but forced himself to accept it. After all, this was his beloved junior sister. He should spoil her! Spoil her as much as he could!

The girl was amused, with a hint of playfulness in her eyes: "Brother, it's not that scary, tell me now."

Yu Fengxue sighed, patted the girl's hand gently, picked up the scripture, and said in a stiff voice: "The heart is free of worries, and without worries, there is no fear..."

He felt a chill on his shoulder, and the evil dragon girl bit her prey without any courtesy, leaving a mark behind.

"Male mom hehehe.....suck!"

Yu Fengxue couldn't help but think of the Houtu Chinese drama book she had read recently in order to understand her junior sister. Suddenly, she thought of the story in the book that the young father-in-law gave Baiyun soy milk to his male concubine every day to feminize his chest muscles in order to make it more convenient for the man to take care of the children.

He was panicked for a moment, and thought tremblingly: If my junior sister really wants it...it's not impossible for me to make a sacrifice.

The girl had no idea what he was thinking, but she knew he would definitely laugh at him and said that monks and mortals have different physiques, and that Baiyun soy milk is useless for monks.

Yu Fengxue was pressed on the table, her chest muscles heaving due to the stimulation of the evil dragon, and the sound of chanting was intermittent.

The monks in the audience also asked him if he was feeling unwell.

The dream world continued to develop. The young monk's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the veil and saw Yu Fengxue's current appearance. He asked, "Brother Yu, your voice is hoarse. Are you feeling unwell?"

Yu Fengxue was suddenly startled, barely maintaining her sanity, glared at the presumptuous girl with shame and anger, and gritted her teeth and said, "Nothing......"

At first he could still recite a few sentences, but after the girl's method shocked his three views, Yu Fengxue, whose mind was broken, no longer had time to read the scriptures.

——Twenty thousand words are omitted here.

The next morning, sunlight shone through the window lattices and into the inner room of the Cuiyu Palace.

The girl pushed open the door with a slightly tired feeling, and saw Jun Yuzheng sitting in front of the jade table, warming the food with his spiritual power, while Yu Fengxue, whose hands were as white as snow, was carrying a basket of buns and serving the dishes.

She blinked her eyes. This view of Xianzheng Palace and Liang Erfang was really friendly to the eyes.

Jun Yuzheng looked up and saw that she had woken up. He smiled and said, "Yue'er, you're awake. Come and have dinner. You went to bed late and got up so early today."

The girl was a little embarrassed when she heard this, after all, the second room was very new to play with, 99% new.

Qin Muyue walked to the table, looked at the food on the table, and said with a smile: "Master, Senior Brother, you got up really early."

Yu Fengxue coughed lightly to cover up her embarrassment and said, "Ayue, you played too much last night. Cultivation is more important, so you should restrain yourself."

The girl stuck out her tongue and said playfully, "Got it, Big Brother."

The three of them sat around the table and began to eat. Qin Muyue looked at Yu Fengxue and Jun Yuzheng, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

Jun Yuzheng picked up a piece of vegetable and put it in Qin Muyue's bowl, and said softly: "Yue'er, eat more. Don't forget to eat when you are saving people."

Qin Muyue nodded, secretly happy in her heart, the queen is always caring and the master always cares about her so much.

Yu Fengxue was not to be outdone, and handed her a bun, saying, "Ayue, these buns were just steamed this morning, try them."

Qin Muyue took the bun, took a bite, and praised: "It's delicious. Senior brother's cooking skills are getting better and better."

Looking at the seafood porridge in front of her, the girl ate one spoonful after another.

After the meal, Jun Yuzheng and Yu Fengxue sent the girl to the door of the guest house, watched her go in, and could not find her afterwards.

"Oh, using beauty to seduce people is..." Yu Fengxue sneered.

"There's a lot of trouble in this little house, so pretentious." Jun Yuzheng retorted.

The superficial harmony was broken. Jun Yuzheng and Yu Fengxue flashed back to the top of Tianjian Peak and started competing in swordsmanship to see who had gained more advantages last night.