Why is the fairy who adopted me plotting against me?

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Chapter 41 Jealousy over him!

As soon as she returned to the Prince's residence, Li Zhaoning smelled the aroma of food, and the corners of her lips unconsciously turned up slightly.

"Your Highness is back." Just like that night, Su Mu carried the dishes out of the kitchen and gave her an incredibly gentle smile.

The dishes were steaming hot, but his smile was even warmer.

This time, Li Zhaoning no longer needed to struggle or suffer. Last night, Su Mu had completely soothed her pain with the most passionate yet gentle actions.

All her anxieties and struggles truly made her his woman.

Mu'er is so lovely. Her steps are light, carrying a joy she herself is unaware of. Her eyebrows are curved, and her eyes reflect only Su Mu.

In the middle, there is an even more undisguised dependence and intimacy.

“Mu’er…” she called softly, her voice filled with an unprecedented tenderness, and she reached out a slender hand to brush away the sparse hair from his forehead.

The sweat.

Like a wife.

"Cough cough!!!"

A sudden, abrupt cough, clearly indicating displeasure, abruptly broke the tranquility of the moment.

Li Zhaoning paused, quickly suppressing her emotions and regaining her usual composure, then turned to look.

Hu Chanyuan leaned against the doorframe, her arms crossed over her chest, making her ample breasts appear even fuller and more pert. With a slightly hurried...

Her rapid breathing rose and fell gently. An apron was tied around her waist, and a soup ladle held in her hand; at that moment, she truly resembled a beauty who had stepped out of a painting.

The beautiful cook's eyes flashed with a chilling light, piercing straight at Li Zhaoning.

“It’s Chan Yuan.” Li Zhaoning’s tone was flat, revealing neither joy nor anger. “I’ll trouble you and Mu’er to prepare lunch.”

Hu Chanyuan's lips curled slightly, but there wasn't much of a smile in her eyes: "Your Highness is too kind. Taking care of Mu'er is my duty as her aunt."

As she spoke, she stepped forward and, without a word, grabbed Su Mu's empty left hip, pressing her soft body against it. She looked up at Su Mu and said sweetly, "

"Mu'er, don't you think so?"

"You!" Seeing Su Mu's arm sinking deep into that ample bosom, Li Zhaoning's anger surged.

This vixen is no longer even pretending!

"Chanyuan, don't forget, Mu'er and Xiaoxiao have already become Daoist partners!" She suppressed her anger: "Aren't you afraid Xiaoxiao will see..."

Will you be angry to see you clinging to Mu'er like this?

Bringing up Su Zhixiao at this point was a last resort. Compared to Hu Chanyuan, she felt even more guilty towards Xiaoxiao. However, this vixen was clearly determined to cause trouble for her.

Yes, with everyone vying for Mu'er, ordinary scolding was no longer effective.

"Xiaoxiao is still resting." Hearing this, Hu Chanyuan naturally felt a little ashamed, but she couldn't show any weakness in front of Li Zhaoning! "She just now..."

She woke up for a while, and Mu'er fed her something. Now she's asleep again.

"So, Xiaoxiao isn't here, and you're just shamelessly clinging to Mu'er like this?" Li Zhaoning snorted coldly, her gaze sweeping across the room.

Qinghan wasn't there either. She steeled herself, stepped forward, and took Su Mu's other arm.

"?!" Hu Chanyuan stared wide-eyed in astonishment at Li Zhaoning.

She never expected that Li Zhaoning, who was always extremely polite and always maintained the airs of a prince, would be so bold as to compete with her for him!

What are you thinking?! And do you really have those kinds of feelings for Mu'er? He's still your "son" in name only!

Seeing Hu Chanyuan's surprised expression, Li Zhaoning felt a surge of pride. Then, her cheeks flushed uncontrollably, and her ears...

The roots were scalded.

Being alone with Mu'er is one thing, but being in front of others is a completely different feeling, filled with shame and fear, especially last night in front of Xiaoxiao.

Before that.

But showing this intimacy in front of Hu Chanyuan also reveals a hint of smugness and seductive charm. What you can give Mu'er, I can give too!

"Heh, I thought Your Highness was so fond of Xiaoxiao, but it turns out you couldn't hold back either. Your Highness is, after all, a woman." Hu Chan said at this moment.

Yuan also realized that Li Zhaoning had already told Mu'er about her identity as a woman.

And she's being so bold right now, something must have happened between them while I wasn't here last night!

"The dignified Prince Ning of Qingzhou is having an affair with his son, who already has a Daoist partner. Doesn't he feel ashamed?!" Hu Chanyuan said aggressively.

If Xiaoxiao, Qinghan, and Mu'er were together, she wouldn't say anything, since they were about the same age and childhood sweethearts.

But Li Zhaoning is different. She is Mu'er's elder, just like me. How could she have such thoughts!

I am different... I am undergoing treatment!

In an instant, the two women each held Su Mu's arm, their gazes locked in a fierce battle, sparks flying and swords flashing.

"Crack! Crack!"

Two very soft yet clear crisp sounds rang out simultaneously. Li Zhaoning and Hu Chanyuan felt a light tap on their backs, almost making a sound.

A sweet, coquettish voice rang out. The two women simultaneously glared reproachfully at the culprit.

"Qinghan is coming."

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Su Mu uttered a soft sentence, which immediately caused the two women to release their grip, each taking a step back to straighten their slightly disheveled clothes, but still not forgetting to send glances at each other.

He glared at the other person fiercely.

So you knew that Qinghan shouldn't be seen doing this?

"The chicken soup is here!" Just as Su Mu said, Li Qinghan appeared with a large bowl of chicken soup in no time.

"Your Highness is back? The dishes have just been served, please take your seats."

"Okay!" the two replied in unison, and then stepped towards the seat next to Su Mu.

“Chanyuan,” Li Zhaoning spoke first, “Xiaoxiao isn’t here today, so there’s much more room. As an elder, you should give Mu’er some space.”

"The time is the only time."

“Your Highness is right,” Hu Chanyuan replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, “but I don’t know why Your Highness has chosen to sit so far away from Mu’er instead of in the main seat today.”

So close?

Li Zhaoning was momentarily speechless, her cheeks flushing even redder.

"All right."

Su Mu reached out and naturally put his arms around Li Zhaoning and Hu Chanyuan's shoulders, gently pressing them into the seats on either side of him. "Your Highness, Hu..."

"Auntie, please sit next to me. I'll be able to take good care of you then."

With Su Mu's embrace, Li Zhaoning and Hu Chanyuan immediately quieted down. The tension from before vanished instantly, replaced by a peaceful silence.

A subtle, embarrassed submission.

"Hmm... everyone, let's start eating."

Su Mu kept his word, serving rice and dishes to Li Zhaoning and Hu Chanyuan without showing any favoritism.

"Mu'er, you should try some too." Hu Chanyuan picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks and gently placed it in Su Mu's bowl.

At the same time, under the table, she gently removed her soft satin embroidered shoes, revealing her slender feet, still warm from her body, subtly touching them.

It climbed onto Su Mu's calf and rubbed against it.

"Thank you, Aunt Hu." Having learned from that night's experience, Su Mu remained calm and accepted this overt concern and covert "favor."

"Mu'er, try this too, it's cooked just right." Li Zhaoning, not to be outdone, picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks in response.

Under the table, she unconsciously stretched out her long, straight legs and gently rubbed them against Su Mu's other leg through the fabric.

The moment their skin touched, Li Zhaoning suddenly understood why Su Mu had given her that pleading look that night.

So that's how it is! I suppose at this very moment, that fox spirit is doing the same shameless thing to Mu'er, right?

She raised her eyes, her sharp gaze fixed on Hu Chanyuan opposite her. Hu Chanyuan seemed to sense this, and also raised her eyes, responding with a defiant glare.

A quick glance revealed a faint, almost imperceptible, smug smile. The "war" between the table and the audience was quietly escalating.

"Mu'er, eat mine!"

"Mu'er, try this!"

The two of them picked up food faster and faster, their tone became more and more "gentle," and their exchange under the table became more and more intense.

"...Thank you, Your Highness, Aunt Hu." Su Mu looked at the overflowing bowl of food and sighed helplessly, "But...you all gave me all the food, Qinghan..."

What do you want to eat?

The two women then snapped out of their daze and turned to look at Li Qinghan, who was holding a bowl and staring at them with wide, blinking eyes.

A look of guilt appeared on her face at the same time.

"Qinghan, I'm sorry."

"No, it's nothing." Li Qinghan quickly waved her hand, secretly delighted. Were His Highness and her aunt fighting over Mu-gege?

The scene was a bit strange, but... it seems like a good thing!

"There seems to be a bowl of porridge in the kitchen. I'll go get it. You can eat slowly." She said, getting up and heading to the kitchen, quickly returning with a bowl.

A milky white, thick-looking porridge.

"Wait! Qinghan!" Hu Chanyuan's face changed when she saw the bowl of porridge. She blushed so much that even her neck turned red. She hurriedly spoke up to stop her.

"Hmm? Auntie, is there something wrong with this porridge?" Li Qinghan stopped and turned around, puzzled.

"This...this porridge..." Hu Chanyuan stammered, her eyes darting around, unable to speak.

“It’s alright, Auntie,” Li Qinghan misunderstood, and smiled brightly, “It’s just a little cold, but I can drink it! We can’t waste food.”

Well! "

Before Hu Chanyuan could explain further, he scooped up a large spoonful and put it in his mouth.

Huh? This porridge

Hu Chanyuan held her breath nervously, watching Qinghan's expression intently.

Li Qinghan savored it carefully: "This porridge has a very unique flavor! It's quite delicious!"

Hu Chanyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, her heart finally settled back into her stomach. Fortunately... she didn't taste anything unusual.

At the dining table: Li Zhaoning was still grinning foolishly at Su Mu, rubbing her legs; Hu Chanyuan was comforting the melon, letting out a sigh of relief; Li Qinghan, on the other hand...

They ate the milk porridge with relish, completely unaware that anything was strange about it.

And Xiaoxiao? Xiaoxiao is still sleeping, currently turning over with a silly smile on her face.

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