It turns out, they were the main characters.

Feeling the almost frozen air around him, Mu Zhian silently took a sip of tea to calm his nerves.

Then, she gently put down her teacup and sighed, "That's enough, let's leave it at that."

Wei Mengrou glanced down at Mu Zhian, who was sitting in the tea chair, and said, "Don't you need me to do anything?"

"No need," Mu Zhian shook his head.

Then he sighed sincerely, "At first, I just wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk and chat with Sister Mengrou."

Wei Mengrou glanced at her sideways: "A simple heart-to-heart talk makes me wear these... stockings?"

Her voice grew softer and softer, as if she was recalling the scene of her young master admiring her figure. After glancing at him a few times, she inadvertently looked away.

"And if you want to have a heart-to-heart talk, why are you coming to me instead of Miss Bai?"

Mu Zhian first looked up and gazed quietly at Wei Mengrou's exquisite white profile. After a brief silence, he sighed heavily: "To be honest, that day at Yaochi, I really thought I was going to die."

"At that time, I was thinking about everything that happened during my life, and whether there were any unfinished regrets."

Wei Mengrou's eyes flickered slightly, as if she was thinking about what had happened at Yaochi. She remained silent, which was unusual for her, and listened quietly to Mu Zhian's words.

“I thought of so many people at that time, including Sister Mengrou.” Mu Zhian paused. “My biggest regret at that time was that it seemed that Sister Mengrou and I had never had a proper heart-to-heart talk.”

Wei Mengrou preferred to hide in the shadows and silently protect her young master, rarely speaking. Mu Zhian had indeed thought about Wei Mengrou at the time.

However, not having a proper chat is only part of the reason for the regret.

Another reason was that he never saw the maid lift her skirt and glare at him in embarrassment and anger, which made Mu Zhi'an feel a little disappointed.

"So I just wanted to take this opportunity to have a good chat with Sister Mengrou, I didn't have any bad intentions." As Mu Zhian finished speaking, he gazed softly at Wei Mengrou's flawless profile and said:

"From the very beginning, I intended to use this bet to have a heart-to-heart talk with Sister Mengrou. Tonight may be an unpleasant night for you, but for me, it has fulfilled a long-held wish."

"If something really happens to me next time, I can be free of any worries."

Wei Mengrou's eyes flickered slightly, and she subconsciously moved her jade-like neck, as if she wanted to turn around and look at Mu Zhian, but she held back due to some complicated emotions in her heart.

She maintained her cold and aloof expression.

The room was somewhat quiet.

At this moment, Mu Zhian reached out a hand and grasped Wei Mengrou's slightly cool, soft hand.

Wei Mengrou subconsciously tried to pull her hand back, but Mu Zhian's strength was much greater than she had imagined. If she didn't use spiritual energy and relied solely on her own strength, it would be difficult for her to break free.

In the end, she simply stopped struggling and maintained her aloof and ethereal demeanor.

Mu Zhian's bet tonight was that she would obey her master's orders like a real maid, and this action... could probably be considered part of the bet.

Wei Mengrou herself was also a little unsure.

Mengrou's feelings for me weren't as bad as I thought... Mu Zhian looked at Wei Mengrou's slightly pursed lips and her indifferent yet non-resistant expression, and understood something in his heart.

He didn't make any more unreasonable demands. He simply took Wei Mengrou's delicate hand and then kissed the back of her hand.

Feeling the slight dampness on the smooth back of her hand, Wei Mengrou's eyes widened slightly, and she couldn't help but subconsciously turn her head to look at Mu Zhian.

He simply raised his head and gave a faint smile.

Goodnight, Mengrou.

……

After the maid left, Mu Zhian drank some tea alone in the room, then sighed with some regret.

He originally wanted Mengrou to do something more romantic tonight... but in the end, reason prevailed over impulse.

He has to consider the future.

If we were to ask Wei Mengrou to wear black and white stockings and do some fun things this time... she might agree after feeling extremely ashamed, but what would happen after that is hard to imagine.

But if we can take this opportunity to further strengthen the bond between master and servant... perhaps we can do something romantic every day in the future.

Mu Zhian knew very well which to choose: one moment of pleasure or pleasure every time.

"Let's go meditate and cultivate at Ruoxi's place..." Mu Zhian thought to himself as he glanced at the sky outside.

Bai Ruoxi possesses the Heavenly Dao Qi, which can quickly purify spiritual energy and make it her own. He can also use Bai Ruoxi's Heavenly Dao Qi to improve his own cultivation more quickly.

Just as Mu Zhian was about to get up and leave, he suddenly sensed a hazy, blue figure outside the window.

Mu Zhian got up and went to the window. It was winter, and the night was even colder, but Yao Meng was still wearing a thin blue dress. Her back was graceful, and when the cold wind blew, a small section of her slender, snow-white calves was vaguely revealed, and her jade feet were white and crystal clear.

She was like a ghost, her feet never touching the ground. Her snow-white skin was tinged with silver light, like a fairy who had just descended from the Moon Palace, giving people a sense of holy inviolable awe.

Seemingly noticing Mu Zhian's gaze, Yao Mengwei glanced at him, a faint smile curving her lips.

"Is everything alright with Qian'er?" Mu Zhi'an asked telepathically.

"Both she and the Reincarnated Empress are in seclusion, so there shouldn't be any major problems," Yao Meng replied telepathically.

Then, in the next moment, it appeared silently in the room.

Teleport?

Mu Zhian was clearly taken aback. Looking at the faint smile in her charming eyes, he couldn't help but ask, "Has your spiritual energy fully recovered?"

Yao Meng slowly shook her head and said softly, "It will take some more time."

To avoid affecting the vitality of Dongzhou, Yao Meng did not choose to directly convert all the spiritual energy and vitality in Dongzhou into her own spiritual energy, but instead adopted a gentler method to absorb spiritual energy.

As for this gentle method of absorbing spiritual energy... it actually requires someone to 'suffer' to complete.

The room was somewhat quiet at the moment. Yao Meng stood with her head down, her long, flowing hair cascading down to her calves, making her skin appear even whiter. Underneath her thin blue dress, one could vaguely see the sheen of her skin.

Even when she was indoors, her toes never touched the ground. Although she was right in front of him, she gave people a sense of extreme distance.

Mu Zhian stepped forward, reached out and brushed the hair from her forehead, then gazed affectionately into her beautiful blue eyes.

"The innate furnace has almost recovered. Let me continue to help you."

Yao Meng tilted her head slightly, her eyes smiling, and her melodious voice floated lightly in Mu Zhi'an's ear: "Aren't you worried about your little girlfriend finding out?"

The sound alone was enough to make one's heart itch, making Mu Zhian want to see her blushing face on the bed.

"Ruoxi will understand. It's all for Fairy Sister and for the prosperity of Dongzhou," Mu Zhian said righteously.

Then, without saying a word, he bent down and lifted Yao Meng's soft, delicate body into his arms, and then, with a glance at her cold yet alluring eyes, walked to the bedside.

Go to bed!

Chapter 241 Sword Palace Chooses Its Master (4K)

The next morning.

Mu Zhian woke up early and stood in front of the courtyard, lazily stretching and feeling the first rays of sunlight on a winter morning.

No, rather than waking up, it's more accurate to say he didn't sleep at all last night.

Or rather, there was no chance to sleep.

However, there was nothing that could be done about it. Yao Meng needed a huge amount of spiritual energy, and all of this spiritual energy had to be obtained from him.

Of course, the fairy wouldn't ask Mu Zhi'an to do anything too outrageous without restraint. Perhaps because she was shy, she usually only acquiesced to Mu Zhi'an's behavior after he took the initiative.

Even today, the relationship between the two seems somewhat delicate.

Yao Meng's initial goal was simply to reshape the cauldron and immortal body, but judging from recent reactions, the two seem more like an intimate Daoist couple.

After resting in the courtyard for a while, Mu Zhian quietly entered Bai Ruoxi's room.

The young lady, dressed in a white palace dress, seemed to have circulated her energy for several cycles. The Heavenly Dao Qi continuously transformed the mixed spiritual energy in the air into pure spiritual energy, which she then rapidly absorbed.

Mu Zhian did not disturb Bai Ruoxi, but found a place to sit cross-legged and began his meditation practice as well.

There's no need for them to be in a hurry until the latest news from the Sword Palace comes out.

After all, the Liangyi Sect is not too far from the Xuanyin Palace, and the Sword Palace is located within a hundred miles of the Xuanyin Palace. It is not too late to go there when there is the latest news about the Sword Palace.

As Mu Zhian had predicted, on the afternoon of the following day, an even more shocking piece of news spread throughout the Eastern Continent.

Hundreds of cultivators attempted to break through and enter the Sword Palace, but apart from a few who narrowly escaped by taking advantage of the chaos, none of the rest survived.

However, after that, a cultivator entered the Sword Palace unscathed, without being attacked by the light swords on the surface of the Sword Palace!

This news was undoubtedly like a shot in the arm, exciting many cultivators who had gradually given up on the Sword Palace.

Shortly after that, the cultivator's identity was discovered.

The young master of Qianyuan Pavilion is rumored to have exceptional swordsmanship. After the elders of Qianyuan Pavilion cast a protective spell on him, he went to the Sword Palace alone.

He had expected a thrilling battle, but the lightsabers in the sword palace didn't react at all; instead, they simply let him enter.

This is utterly unbelievable. In the past two days, many cultivators have tried to enter the Sword Palace for its treasures, only to be blasted to pieces.

It was rather strange that the young master of Qianyuan Pavilion entered the Sword Palace without any hindrance.

That afternoon, another piece of news spread: the Fairy of Yaochi Holy Land had also entered the Sword Palace unharmed.

The news spread like wildfire, causing quite a stir throughout the Eastern Continent. Some ancient aristocratic families were quite uneasy, and after discussing with their elders, the young prodigies immediately set off for the Sword Palace.

They seemed afraid that if they were any later, the treasures in the Sword Palace would be stolen.

At the same time, in Tianhe Garden, Bai Ruoxi also slowly opened her eyes.

"Is your meditation over?" Mu Zhian asked with a smile.

Bai Ruoxi first smiled and nodded, then gazed into Mu Zhian's eyes and said, "The bronze piece just reacted... as if urging me to go to the Sword Palace."

A faint smile appeared on Mu Zhian's face.

It seems that the Sword Palace is indeed waiting for Bai Ruoxi.

However, why did the bronze fragment react to Bai Ruoxi?

Could it be that the Bai family are descendants of the Sword Palace Master?

Mu Zhian had this guess in his mind.

Then, he quickly shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Well then, once we go to the Sword Palace, the answer will naturally be revealed.

……

Ye Yu slowly opened his eyes from his meditation.