Why is the fairy who adopted me plotting against me?

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"Mmm!" Su Zhixiao nodded vigorously, a satisfied smile spreading across her face, her eyes narrowing like a cat being stroked.

However, the smile lasted only a moment before she shook her head violently, pouted, and said with a hint of indignation, "Only..."

"I'm not completely happy yet! I remember perfectly well what Aunt Hu did just now!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she couldn't help but complain, "Aunt Hu is really something! She clearly said before that she couldn't let go of her identity and would feel guilty and uneasy, but..."

And what happened? She actually kept that thought in mind, and during dinner, she rubbed her feet against her brother! "Her little face flushed..."

It turned bright red.

Seeing Su Zhixiao's jealous and petulant expression, Su Mu felt both amused and affectionate. He bent down and reached out to help Su Zhixiao, who was still kneeling on the ground, to her feet.

He gently lifted her up, pulled her into his arms, and sat her on his lap. He patted her back softly, as if comforting a child, and said gently:

"But even so, my Xiaoxiao didn't immediately jump out and expose Aunt Hu, did she?" He lowered his head, his gaze softening as he looked at her.

Looking at her, he said, "Xiaoxiao is becoming more and more sensible and considerate of her brother, isn't she?"

"Mmm~" Hearing Su Mu's gentle praise, Su Zhengxiao's slight displeasure vanished instantly, replaced by a sweet feeling.

A warm current flowed through her. She buried her cheek in Su Mu's warm neck, nuzzled him, and said in a soft, coquettish voice, "It's all...it's all for you, brother~"

"Your happiness is the most important thing!"

Just then, light footsteps sounded at the entrance of the dining hall. Li Qinghan, who had returned, had already cleared away the dishes and was skipping and hopping about.

She returned to find Su Mu and happened to witness the two embracing. The little girl paused, her cheeks instantly flushing red, and she felt somewhat flustered.

Standing helplessly at the door, unsure whether to go in or back out.

"Xiao, Xiao Xiao! You're here!" Li Qinghan's voice was filled with surprise and shyness.

Upon hearing this, Su Zhixiao's body stiffened slightly at first, but then she remembered that Qinghan already knew about her and her brother's Daoist partnership, so it seemed... nothing more.

There's nothing that needs to be deliberately avoided.

So, although she was a little embarrassed, she did not completely get out of Su Mu's arms. She just adjusted her posture slightly and sat up more upright.

"Yes, yes," Su Zhixiao tried to make her voice sound natural, "I've finished dealing with my business, so naturally I came to find my brother."

As she spoke, she subconsciously touched her stomach again.

Seeing that Xiaoxiao wasn't shy and evasive as usual, Su Mu felt relieved. He tightened his grip on her arm, his fingertips still briefly touching her skin.

He gently stroked her hair, his eyes filled with indulgence and tenderness.

"Oh, I see." Li Qinghan blinked, thinking: Sister Xiaoxiao is still very shy, it's just that I bumped into her.

Why did your face turn so red when you hugged Brother Mu?

She tried to change the subject, asking with concern, "Xiaoxiao, have you had lunch yet? There should still be some ingredients in the kitchen, if..."

"That's not enough, shall I go and prepare some more?"

"No, no need!" Su Zhixiao quickly waved her hand, her voice rising slightly with urgency, "I already hiccuped!"

A sudden urge to drink made her freeze instantly, her entire face and neck turning bright red. She wished she could disappear into the ground. "I...I've had it."

Milk...I'm so full!

"Oh," Li Qinghan nodded, seemingly understanding.

She shook her head, remembering the important reason she had returned. She glanced at Su Zhixiao, who was still nestled in Su Mu's arms, and her small hands unconsciously clenched.

She tugged at the hem of her clothes, feeling a little uneasy, but for the sake of her aunt and Brother Mu's future, she was willing to risk it all!

"Um... Brother Mu, I... I have something I want to tell you privately." She paused, her voice lowering even further. "It's about Auntie..."

of.

Upon hearing this, Su Zhixiao sprang up from Su Mu's arms like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her back ramrod straight, her eyes...

Her beautiful eyes looked at Li Qinghan warily, filled with the question, "What do you want to say?"

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Su Mu sensed the tension in the person in his arms, patted her back reassuringly, and said in a gentle tone, "Okay, Qinghan." Then he lowered his head...

He gently said to Su Zhixiao, "Xiaoxiao, be good. Go back to your room and rest well, and digest the milk you just drank, okay? Don't waste it."

The essence of it.

"Okay, alright." Su Zhixiao did indeed feel her abdomen was bloated and urgently needed to sit quietly and regulate her breathing to refine and absorb that pure yang energy. In addition, she...

I'm really afraid of making some strange burps again, which would be truly embarrassing.

After receiving a reassuring look from Su Mu, she reluctantly slid off his lap and gave Li Qinghan a slight bow.

She first greeted him, then gently pressed her slightly bulging belly with her hand and went back to her room, turning back every few steps.

Watching Su Zhixiao's figure disappear around the corner of the corridor, Su Mu calmly stood up, straightened his slightly wrinkled robes, and looked at her with gentle eyes.

She looked at Li Qinghan, who was standing at the door, appearing somewhat nervous.

“Alright, Qinghan,” he said, his voice softening, carrying a reassuring strength, “Now you can talk. What do you want to say about Aunt Hu?”

Did you specifically tell Brother Mu?

Li Qinghan looked up into Su Mu's gentle eyes, took a deep breath, and clenched her small hands even tighter.

She glanced around the now relatively empty dining hall, thinking that the maids and female guards on duty would also be arriving for their meals soon, and felt quite uneasy.

This is a place for conversation. I can't go to my aunt's room, and His Highness is resting in her room, while Xiaoxiao is in Brother Mu's room.

After much thought, it seems there's only one place that offers the safest and most private respite...

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and her voice, barely audible, carried a hint of shyness and determination as she softly said:

"Brother Mu... let's... let's go to my room to talk."

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Chapter Ninety-Seven: The great has its inclusiveness, the small has its exquisiteness.

Su Mu followed Li Qinghan to her boudoir.

Although he came last night, he was focused on alleviating Qinghan's emotional distress, and the darkness of night left him no time to carefully observe her.

I took in the furnishings. It was bright and sunny, so I could look around at my leisure.

Qinghan has lived here since she was a child, and Su Mu often came here when he was a child.

But as she grew older, the girl's heart became more delicate and sensitive. Facing "Brother Mu," whom she had admired since childhood, her shyness grew stronger each day.

They drifted apart, intentionally or unintentionally, and Su Mu's visits became very few and far between.

Stepping in again now, I can't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a feeling of deep emotion or reflection) about the passage of time.

Looking around, one sees that the room is extremely clean and elegant, with simple and tasteful furnishings.

The most eye-catching feature is the two rows of floor-to-ceiling bookshelves standing against the wall, neatly and systematically displaying various books.

The scrolls were quite extensive. A faint scent of ink and paper mingled with the sweet aroma unique to a young girl's room, creating a refreshing and pleasant atmosphere.

"Brother Mu," Li Qinghan said, feeling a little uneasy and shy as she watched Su Mu touring her room. Her hands unconsciously twisted together.

The corner of a garment.

This morning, after getting up, I spent almost half an hour carefully tidying up the room from top to bottom, just in case something like this happened again.

The embarrassing situation of almost having my aunt discover a personal item I secretly treasured that carried Mu-gege's scent, just like last time.

"Qinghan's room is so neat and elegant," Su Mu said, turning her gaze back to the graceful young woman before her, her tone gentle.

With approval.

"The room was filled with the fragrance of books, which showed that Xiaoxiao genuinely loved reading and writing, and that it wasn't just a deliberate attempt to conform to the image of a refined young lady from a royal family."

Of."

"Hehe, it's...it's alright~" Receiving such direct praise from Su Mu, Li Qinghan felt a sweet warmth in her heart and subconsciously lowered her head to fiddle with her clothes.

Her movements, tinged with the coquettish charm and shyness unique to young girls, conveyed an exceptionally bright mood.

The main reason is to become the kind of person Brother Mu likes! Although Brother Mu always says he'll love me no matter what, if I don't...

If you don't have a clear goal to strive for, wouldn't you lose your direction?

Moreover, during that period when she didn't know how to face Brother Mu, she did indeed express her innocent yet passionate feelings through writing poems and painting.

She quietly poured her feelings into her writing, and over time, she truly fell in love with the feeling of quietly reading and practicing calligraphy.

Moreover, teaching her to cultivate the art of array formations under Hu Chanyuan's guidance, through daily reading and writing, cultivating concentration and tranquility, has also greatly benefited her.

It helped her improve her cultivation in the art of talismanic arts.

Whenever she made a breakthrough in her cultivation, a thought would quietly arise in her mind: This progress is also thanks to Brother Mu!

As her thoughts raced, Li Qinghan gradually calmed down. "Brother Mu, please sit down."

The two sat facing each other on a soft couch by the window. Li Qinghan took out a set of elegant porcelain teaware and began to brew tea with practiced movements.

She chose the finest Lingcha buds, perfect for cleansing the palate and relieving greasiness after a meal.

With her slender, delicate hands, she scalded the cup, placed the tea leaves, brewed the tea, and poured the liquid—a series of movements as fluid and graceful as flowing water, elegant and composed, every detail exquisite.

It conforms to the strictest etiquette standards, with not a single flaw, fully demonstrating the excellent upbringing cultivated by the princess from a young age.

Su Mu quietly watched the girl before her, who was focused on making tea. Sunlight streamed through the window, casting soft shadows on her lowered eyelashes. Her expression was focused...

The tranquility I found myself with a sense of melancholy.

"Brother Mu, please have some tea~" Li Qinghan presented a cup of tea with a bright green color and a delicate aroma to Su Mu with both hands.

"Thank you, Qinghan." Su Mu smiled as she accepted the tea, took a small sip, and found the tea slightly astringent at first, then sweet, which cleansed her of the greasiness from the meal.

This tea was already of the highest quality, but after being brewed by Li Qinghan with such meticulous and perfectly timed tea ceremony techniques, its sweetness and freshness were even more enhanced.

It was brought to its fullest potential.

"Excellent tea," Su Mu praised sincerely. "Qinghan has excellent tea ceremony skills."

"Hehe~" Upon hearing this, Li Qinghan's eyebrows curved into a sweet smile, and she was very happy.

But in her joy, she suddenly remembered the important matter of the day, quickly suppressed her smile, straightened her posture, placed her hands neatly on her knees, and her expression...

They became more serious.

“Brother Mu,” she took a deep breath, as if making a decision, “I’m here to talk to you about Auntie.”

Su Mu nodded slightly, her expression calm. "Yes, go ahead and say it."

Li Qinghan took another deep breath, as if trying to suppress her nervousness, and finally mustered the courage to ask, "Brother Mu... Brother Mu. You..."

What do you think of my aunt...?

Upon hearing this question, Su Mu immediately understood what the little girl was up to and couldn't help but feel a mischievous urge to tease her.

He deliberately put on a stern face, adopting a serious and earnest demeanor, and said in a deep voice, "Aunt Hu? Aunt Hu is naturally a very kind elder, kind and gentle to others..."

He is kind and considerate, and I have always held her in high regard.

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, Li Qinghan's face fell instantly, her eyes revealing obvious panic and disappointment, and her small mouth...

She also unconsciously pouted slightly.

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Su Mu chuckled inwardly. He certainly respected Aunt Hu, but this "respect" had already extended to the level of savoring both "honeydew melon" and "strawberries."

The emotions involved are far more complex than simply being described as "respect."

"Brother Mu, I... I didn't mean that!" Li Qinghan's cheeks flushed red with anxiety, and her voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.

"What I mean is, if you disregard your status as an elder and simply look at a woman from a man's perspective... what do you think of your aunt as?"

What about a woman like that?