My junior sister pretends to be good and deceives people every day

downstairs?

Thinking of Jiang Ciyuan's fleeing figure before, Yan Zhiqiao raised his lips unconsciously.

"Third Brother, I want to eat amber candy."

Yan Zhiqiao did not bring the things that Jiang Ciyuan bought to the study, and they were still placed in the hall downstairs.

"...Wait a moment, I'll bring it up."

It can be heard that Jiang Ciyuan's voice is struggling.

"it is good."

Yan Zhiqiao pursed her lips and tried not to laugh out loud.

Jiang Ciyuan came up quickly, but when he reached the study door, he paused for a few seconds, as if he was mentally prepared before pushing the door open.

Seeing Yan Zhiqiao still sitting at the desk, he hurried forward, placed the amber candy in front of her, and prepared to turn around and leave.

"Third senior brother."

Yan Zhiqiao stopped the man.

Jiang Ciyuan paused, pretending to be calm and looking sideways at Yan Zhiqiao.

"Anything else?"

Yan Zhiqiao held his chin with both hands, tilted his head slightly, and blinked his watery deer eyes at him.

"Didn't Master ask you to watch over me? Aren't you afraid that I'll slack off if you're not here to watch over me?"

Jiang Ciyuan already regretted accepting his master's order. He couldn't calm down at all when he was with his junior sister.

"I'm sure you won't."

"Oh?"

When Yan Zhiqiao heard this, he immediately stood up excitedly, supporting himself on the desk.

"Then I'll just be lazy for a while."

Jiang Ciyuan: “…”

Seeing Jiang Ciyuan being choked by him, Yan Zhiqiao walked around the desk and stood in front of him, looking up at those deep eyes.

Just as he was about to say something, a crisp bell rang in his Qiankun bag.

Yan Zhiqiao's eyes flickered slightly, and the words that were about to come out of his mouth were swallowed back.

"I'm just kidding, don't worry, I will finish reading the book as soon as possible."

Jiang Ciyuan vaguely felt that this was not what Yan Zhiqiao originally wanted to say, but he also felt that he might have overthought it, so he just said "hmm" and walked away.

He still knew whether Yan Zhiqiao had self-discipline or not.

The study door closed again, and the smile on Yan Zhiqiao's face disappeared instantly.

She sat back at the desk and took out the Liufeng chime, which no longer rang, from her Qiankun bag with an expressionless face.

She and Nanhe have always had one-way communication. She can take the initiative to send messages to Nanhe, but if Nanhe wants to contact her, he can only remind her through Liu Fengling.

Although this move was troublesome, it effectively prevented the sect from noticing anything unusual.

At this moment, as long as Yan Zhiqiao threw the Liu Fengling, and then used the evil energy left in Nanhe's mind, he could easily kill him.

In this way, no third person in this world will know what happened between them.

She could also avenge the near-death experience he had caused her.

Yan Zhiqiao looked at the white wind chime quietly, his bright deer eyes became deep, like an ancient well with no bottom to be seen.

After a long silence, the wind chimes were shaken gently, and a magic bird flew out of the window silently.

----

Jiang Ciyuan had already learned how to practice fasting, but like ordinary disciples, he would still go to the dining hall occasionally to eat something.

After watching Yan Zhiqiao for a few days, he discovered that she had never set foot in the dining hall.

She ate almost nothing except the occasional amber candy he bought.

Although he was confused about this, he did not ask any more questions.

These days, Yan Zhiqiao rarely teased Jiang Ciyuan and focused his attention on reading and practicing.

The effect was also very significant. She directly advanced from the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage of foundation building.

Although it was only a small improvement, when the news spread, it still stimulated many disciples.

Junior Sister’s cultivation speed is so terrifying. If they were any slower, they would probably be surpassed by her soon!

So a new round of internal competition began again.

Yan Zhiqiao was completely unaware of this.

After reading for several days in a row, she didn't feel tired, but she felt somewhat bored.

Coincidentally, Yan Linghuan came out of retreat that day and successfully advanced from the early Nascent Soul stage to the middle Nascent Soul stage.

To celebrate, she specially booked a restaurant in Mingxi City, which was closest to Lingxiao Sect, and treated everyone to dinner.

When the head of the sect learned about this, he unexpectedly did not stop it, so Yan Zhiqiao naturally would not refuse.

When the agreed time came, she put away the book, quickly got up and went downstairs to find Jiang Ciyuan.

Recently, the two of them did not disturb each other. One read in the study upstairs, and the other meditated in the hall downstairs. Occasionally, when they were tired, they would go outside to practice sword together.

This kind of relaxed and tense mode of getting along means that Jiang Ciyuan no longer feels as flustered and helpless as before when facing Yan Zhiqiao again.

Yan Zhiqiao walked briskly in front of Jiang Ciyuan.

"Brother, the time is up, let's go."

"Ah."

Jiang Ciyuan responded.

It was inconvenient to wear the disciple's clothes when going down the mountain, so he went back to his own courtyard and changed into casual clothes before leaving with Yan Zhiqiao.

The gathering place is outside the sect.

When the two arrived, Yan Linghuan and the others were already waiting.

As soon as she saw Yan Zhiqiao, Yan Linghuan immediately rushed over happily and hugged him tightly.

"Sister Qiao!"

Feeling the strong joy emanating from her, Yan Zhiqiao smiled softly.

"Congratulations, senior sister."

Yan Linghuan loosened her hold on the person a little, her charming fox eyes filled with genuine excitement and gratitude.

“It’s all thanks to you.”

If it weren't for the advice from her junior sister, she would probably continue to be paranoid.

Yan Zhiqiao smiled, neither being modest nor deliberately exaggerating his own achievements.

This calm and composed look undoubtedly made Yan Ling happier.

She wanted to say something else but Feng Liyu interrupted her.

"Okay, Senior Sister, let's go down the mountain first. We have to be back before curfew."

It is now the 15th hour of the You period, and they have to return before the 15th hour of the Hai period.

Upon hearing this, Yan Linghuan glared at him.

"understood."

The six of them left without further delay.

There is a very famous restaurant in Mingxi City called Tianxiangzhai.

In the past, whenever there was something that needed to be celebrated, Yan Linghuan and the others would choose to come here.

Because the chefs here are skilled, the ingredients used in the restaurant are also spiritual food.

Yan Zhiqiao didn't know about this before. It was only when she arrived at Tianxiangzhai and heard Yan Linghuan introduce it to her that she frowned slightly.

She can accept the bitterness of the tea.

But the food is bitter...

Yan Zhiqiao felt that she might not be able to eat.

Because they had made a reservation in advance, the waiter brought the food to us shortly after we entered the private room.

As expected, Yan Zhiqiao only took a bite of the dish, and his already limited appetite completely disappeared.

But she couldn't show any sign of abnormality, so after reluctantly taking a few bites of the food, she picked up the wine glass as a cover-up.

The wine in the cup is called Sangluo Wine, which is the specialty of Tianxiangzhai. It is said that the wine is fragrant and mellow, sweet in the mouth and has a long aftertaste.

However, when Yan Zhiqiao took a sip, it tasted slightly bitter.

But compared to the food, she could still accept this bitterness.

Yan Linghuan was sitting on the right side of Yan Zhiqiao. Seeing that she was only drinking and not eating, she couldn't help but laugh and tease her.

"Sister Qiao, I didn't expect you to be a little drunkard."

As soon as she opened her mouth, the others all looked at Yan Zhiqiao.

Yan Zhiqiao calmly poured himself another glass of wine.

"I don't have a big appetite, and this wine just suits my taste."