Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 879 - 372: Dongfang Xinglan Faints at the Sight of the ‘Dragon’

"The maids of the Prince Qin Mansion have no idea of your whereabouts."

Listening to Lu Jin'an's voice, Dongfang Xinglan lightly bit her lip: "So you mean it's my fault?"

"No." Lu Jin'an shook his head: "I'm just reminding you, after all, there are quite a few people who want to assassinate you now, you need to be careful."

"Do you arrange for guards while you're bathing?" Dongfang Xinglan retorted.

"No." Lu Jin'an shook his head: "But I see the guards at the Prince Qin Mansion are all women, right? And those female officials, maids, at least arrange for one at the door."

"They all have their tasks, and..." Dongfang Xinglan took a deep breath: "I, I just accidentally fell asleep!"

"Yes, drooling even." A trace of amusement flickered in Lu Jin'an's eyes: "It's more comfortable to sleep on a bed."

Dongfang Xinglan's expression froze, belatedly raised her hand to wipe the corner of her mouth, and sure enough, there was drool.

Is my sleeping posture really that bad?

And... it was seen!

Dongfang Xinglan's half of her face was submerged in the medicinal bath of the hot spring, and just as Lu Jin'an was about to speak, he first used one hand to grasp Zhiyu's small hand that was curiously reaching towards the bath towel.

Zhiyu immediately looked up with wide eyes at him, pouting slightly, looking at him with a bit of discontent.

"Master doesn't love Zhiyu anymore!"

Master obviously hid the tasty stuff, but wouldn't let her touch it or even look at it, humph!

Lu Jin'an smilingly patted Zhiyu's little head, but Zhiyu raised her hand to slap it away, making him chuckle, so he reached out again, only to be swatted away by Zhiyu once more.

Seeing Zhiyu turn her face to the side but implying with her eyes towards the bath towel, Lu Jin'an playfully pinched her little cheek: "Wait a moment."

Zhiyu immediately beamed with joy.

Silently watching this scene from the hot spring, Dongfang Xinglan thought that indeed this Saint Lu is a philanderer, not even sparing such a young apprentice.

But then thinking of his master also being his Daoist couple, Dongfang Xinglan did not find it strange.

Like master, like apprentice.

Dongfang Xinglan refocused her thoughts, lightly pinched her arm, and after lifting her forehead out of the water, softly spoke: "The female officials, maids, and guards all have their own duties... but some part of this is indeed my responsibility."

Pausing for a moment, her voice softened a few notches: "Tonight, mainly because seeing you, I relaxed a little."

Lu Jin'an acknowledged with a hum, understanding that Dongfang Xinglan was referring to the 'Saint Lu' identity.

"Zhiyu and I will leave first, you keep soaking."

"No need." Dongfang Xinglan said: "I'm almost done, you both can soak."

Lu Jin'an replied: "Alright."

From within the hot spring, Dongfang Xinglan glanced at the girl bouncing around Lu Jin'an, pursed her lips, and then rose from the hot spring pool.

Whoosh...

Amidst the splashing, Zhiyu curiously turned her head for a glance, her heterochromatic eyes widening: "Master, Master, she, she's like Ms. Nanzhi."

"..."

Without speaking, Lu Jin'an's mind immediately flashed the image of a sweet tangerine, noticing that Dongfang Xinglan's figure was quite ample, she must usually be binding her chest as well.

With one hand covering her chest and the other covering another area, Dongfang Xinglan heard Zhiyu's voice, and although she didn't know who Nanzhi was, she guessed 'the same' referred to the chest.

Feeling her cheeks grow even hotter, she quickly moved to the pool's edge, stepped onto the tiles, glanced at Lu Jin'an with closed eyes, and hurriedly walked out.

But Zhiyu blocked her path in the next second, looking at Dongfang Xinglan with curiosity: "Older sister, you do look like Ms. Nanzhi..."

Recalling how this little girl casually pinched a flying knife made of Profound Iron flat, Dongfang Xinglan's eyes flickered, and awkwardly said: "Let, let me through."

Saying that, she lowered her head and walked past Zhiyu's side.

Her steps were chaotic, showing a clear panic, and Dongfang Xinglan's toes caught on Zhiyu's leg, and her body uncontrollably toppled forward.

With a low cry, her right hand instinctively reached for the ground, but inadvertently caught on Lu Jin'an's bath towel.

The bath towel silently fell onto the wet tiles, and amidst Zhiyu's delighted exclamation of "big chicken leg", Lu Jin'an instinctively opened his eyes.

As the steam cleared, a tall, agile, Valkyrie-like beautiful figure slowly came into view.

The exposed skin was as white as snow, the body was exquisitely curvaceous with long lines, both tender and full of feminine beauty, yet taut and athletic, smooth and free of excess flesh.

Two styles perfectly fused without any conflict.

The narrow, slender waist flowed down, from hips to legs without a trace of excess, the muscle lines smooth as flowing water, round and firm, akin to a fierce feline.

Two round and long, smooth, porcelain-like beautiful legs slightly apart, kneeling on the ground, along with the hips and crotch, accentuated the abs-defined waist as thin and supple as a water snake.

And beneath that snowy white jade skin, the calves were vigorous as a bow, the rounded upper leg more emphasized the incredibly slender ankles.

The feet, like snowy diamonds, showed no unsightly muscle bulges, seemingly crafted from white jade, and due to the fall on the tiles, the small toes were slightly curled like transparent crystalline agate.

Lu Jin'an's pupils slightly narrowed, capturing the scene in an instant.

He found Dongfang Xinglan's beautiful back particularly eye-catching, with a symmetrical, delicate butterfly wing beauty, the undulating and exquisite muscle lines being the most beautiful pattern on the butterfly wings, the extended arms being the richly spread butterfly wings.