291: Chapter 291 Zhuge Jinyu is not pregnant

Although it was impossible to completely probe the core of the soul of a powerhouse in the Transcendence Realm.

However, their possessiveness toward Su Chen was simply too obvious.

Even if she could only probe the surface, it was enough for Su Wanyue to capture some of their intense and unspeakable soul fragments.

"Heh..." A cold laugh suddenly echoed through the corridor.

The three women, who were in the middle of denouncing Jiang Luoli, froze and looked down.

They saw that Su Wanyue, who had been in Jiang Luoli's arms, was now slowly standing up.

She wiped the blood from her forehead.

"You bunch of hypocritical women aren't worthy of being my sisters-in-law."

"Stop acting so high and mighty here."

Su Wanyue tilted her head slightly, her gaze sweeping provocatively across the three women in front of her.

She licked her lips with the tip of her pink tongue, mercilessly tearing away the masks they were trying so hard to maintain.

"Sword Immortal sister, who is shouting loudly about killing someone because of Brother…"

Su Wanyue's gaze first locked onto Ye Jingjun, a wicked smirk curling the corners of her mouth.

"You were cursing so fiercely just now, but in your subconscious, why are you frantically imagining…"

"How good would it be if the person being pressed onto the bed by Brother in such a rough way inside the room right now… was you?"

"You are even fantasizing."

"If Brother could use chains to tie you up and bully and ravage you fiercely."

"You would definitely be ten thousand times happier than you are now, wouldn't you?"

Boom!!! Having her deepest, most shameful Tsundere fantasy exposed in public.

Ye Jingjun's cold and arrogant face instantly turned as red as a cooked crab.

Even her slender, swan-like neck was stained with a blood-red flush.

You have to know, usually in front of Zhuge Jinyu and Cang Mingyue, Ye Jingjun loved to cultivate her persona of being cold and aloof.

Everyone subconsciously assumed that this cold, heartless Sword Immortal's favorite way of interacting with Su Chen must be through queen-like control.

But no one could have imagined that in private, she was thinking such wild things!

"You… you foul-mouthed brat!"

"What nonsense are you spouting? I'll kill you!"

Ye Jingjun was so embarrassed that she became angry, raising the su chen sword to strike.

Su Wanyue was not afraid at all; she flashed to the side and instantly turned to the blushing Cang Mingyue.

"And you, the tearful mermaid sister." She continued to strike mercilessly.

"On the surface, you feel sorry for Brother, but in your subconscious, you are insanely jealous of Teacher Wang Jin."

"Just now, when you were accusing Su Daji of using aphrodisiacs, you were also thinking that after the treatment ended, you would find an opportunity to secretly put aphrodisiacs in Brother's water."

"Then drag him into the deep sea abyss and lock him in the Crystal Palace. Let him stay with you alone to mate and reproduce for the rest of his life."

"I… I didn't. I didn't think about drugging him! Wuwuwu…"

Cang Mingyue's sweet and innocent appearance was punctured, and her blackened yandere nature was exposed.

She could only cover her burning cheeks, so ashamed that she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Finally, Su Wanyue's gaze fell upon Zhuge Jinyu, whose expression had already stiffened.

"As for you… the high and mighty Prime Minister of the Great Qian." Su Wanyue slowly walked toward Zhuge Jinyu.

She lowered her voice and leaned close to her slightly red and burning ear, whispering in a volume only the two of them could hear.

"That pair of soiled white high heels… why are they still on your feet? Are they comfortable to wear?"

"Also… I bet you're thinking right now, if your body has successfully ( ), will it affect the battle? Whether it's in bed, or…"

"Snap!" The vermilion bird feather fan in Zhuge Jinyu's hand was completely snapped in two by her at that moment!

This white-haired Female Prime Minister, who would remain calm even if Mount Tai collapsed before her, trembled violently. A flush of shame instantly spread across her cold and peerless face.

She looked down at her feet, at that pair of high heels she hadn't changed, which she was even wearing quite comfortably.

That was the ( ) she had played with with Mister in the formation within the floating villa just now. To think it had been peeked at by this brat.

Even worse, as the first person to eat the crab, Zhuge Jinyu had ( ) the most. Plus, when she was ( ) with Su Chen, she was in her ( ) period.

Now she was full of hope that she could ( ) her Mister's ( ). She could even mock this bunch of people who were far behind her in progress once it became ( ).

But right now, all of this had been completely discovered by Su Wanyue.

"Su Wanyue!" The three Fourteenth Stage Transcendent Heroic Spirits were completely irritated by this ignorant yandere younger sister at this moment.

Their embarrassed and angry pressure exploded instantly. "Bang, bang, bang…" Accompanied by a chaotic fluctuation of spiritual power and suppressed exclamations, a chaotic brawl finally broke out in the corridor.

However, the three women ultimately held back and did not use any lethal moves. They simply, with great tacit understanding, joined forces to pin the chaotic Su Wanyue firmly against the wall.

They used arrays and sword qi to wrap her up like a rice dumpling. They even rudely stuffed a piece of cloth into her infuriating little mouth.

"Wuwuwu!" (Let me go, you bunch of old women!)

Su Wanyue twisted frantically inside the formation, using her eyes to release her final defiance.

After the chaotic battle, the corridor became quiet again. However, this time the silence was not the suffocating, deathly stillness from before, but an atmosphere filled with awkwardness and shame, leaving everyone unsure of how to face each other.

The four women, plus the younger sister tied up like a rice dumpling, each occupied a corner of the corridor. They leaned against the walls. No one spoke.

Time ticked away, second by second, in the gloomy underground corridor. One hour. Two hours. Three hours…

As time passed, the jealousy on their faces slowly faded. Concern for Su Chen's situation in the secret room took over instead.

They were all naturally clever and intelligent women. Now that their heated emotions had dissipated, calmness firmly took control of their minds.

Zhuge Jinyu sighed and silently used her spiritual power to repair the vermilion bird feather fan that Su Chen had left for her, which she had been using since the Great Qian era.

She looked at Ye Jingjun and Cang Mingyue, who were also leaning against the walls opposite her with vacant eyes.

"Actually…" During the silence just now, Zhuge Jinyu had carefully examined her own body. She realized that everything was just a false alarm.

She subconsciously touched her still-flat lower abdomen and spoke softly. "That girl Wanyue was right."

"We… are just a bunch of pitiful women who are mad with jealousy."

She raised her head, her gaze looking gloomily at the tightly closed door of the secret room.