Back to the 80s: Raising my Wolfy Boyfriend

That night, Gu Jin appeared listless, but now her charming and beautiful face finally showed a bit of interest.

“How dare you hit me?!”

The Lady was furious, her eyes glaring wide, wishing she could tear Mu Zifeng apart.

Mu Zifeng raised her eyes, a pair of calm eyes quietly gazing at her.

“I am the daughter of the Mu Family, the only girl they have. What makes you think you can call us sisters? Aren’t you afraid your tongue will get caught in the wind!”

Her words were calm, her voice slow, but the aura around Mu Zifeng had changed.

It was an undeniable nobility as a daughter of an aristocratic family.

Mu Zifan felt relieved when he saw his sister was not at a disadvantage.

He gestured to the guards not far away, who immediately rushed toward the Lady.

The Lady had suffered such a loss; she wouldn’t stay quiet.

Seeing the guards coming toward her, her tone turned sharp: “You think you’re something, but you’re just a sickly creature with a short life. You refuse to serve His Majesty, but do you still dream of winning the favor of the Prince?

Don’t dream any longer! With your sickly body, you can’t even lay an egg! A woman who can’t have children is nothing…”

“Presumptuous!”

The Mu Family Head was finally furious, his face livid.

The crowd around felt the Mu Family Head’s anger and began to steer clear of the dangerous area.

Many aristocratic families present couldn’t compare with the Cabinet’s stature; they didn’t want to be caught in this dangerous vortex, unsure if it might involve them.

The Lady, with her back to the crowd, hadn’t realized that the Cabinet and the Prince she spoke of were witnessing the scene clearly.

She slowly turned around, seeing the crowd behind her, her legs weakened with fear.

The Lady simply couldn’t stand Mu Zifeng.

This woman had once captivated Han Yong’an to such an extent that during one intimate moment, he held her while calling Mu Zifeng’s name.

To her, it was a humiliation in her life.

Now seeing the woman in person, she naturally wanted to ridicule her a bit.

Yet she hadn’t expected this to be witnessed by the Mu Family and the Prince’s Cabinet.

The Lady’s legs were trembling.

The guards’ attendants had already stepped forward, taking the Lady away from the banquet.

But the crowd had heard her outburst and was curiously watching the Mu Family and Mu Zifeng.

The Mu Family’s faces were livid, but Mu Zifeng remained composed despite her sickly complexion, not showing significant impact.

She, along with her attendant Xiaoqi, approached the Mu Family Head and her brother Mu Zifan.

“Father, Brother, I’m not feeling well and wish to return home early,” Mu Zifeng stated calmly.

She had stayed at the banquet for several hours, her body indeed worn out, thus she brought the attendant to inform them.

Hearing this, the Mu Family Head’s expression softened slightly; he approached his daughter, caressing her head gently, and said with concern, “If you’re not feeling well, just head back first.”

“All right.”

Mu Zifeng smiled faintly and readied to leave with her attendant.

“Wait—”

Suddenly, a pleasant female voice rang out.

Mu Zifeng paused in her steps, and the crowd from Mu Family and Cabinet, including Yu Shuo and Jiang Hanyi, glanced toward Gu Jin who spoke.

Gu Jin sat lazily on the sofa, exuding a relaxed yet graceful manner.

Her eyes fixated on Mu Zifeng, with a slight curve to her lips.

The Mu Family Head and Mu Zifan shared a look, and the latter walked to his sister’s side, guiding her toward Gu Jin.

“Little Ninth Master, this is my younger sister, Mu Zifeng.”

Then, introducing Gu Jin to his sister: “Zifeng, this is the Prince’s instructor, Little Ninth Master, greet her.”

Upon hearing, Mu Zifeng showed surprise in her eyes, seemingly unable to believe that such a young and beautiful woman was the Prince’s instructor.

She meekly addressed her: “Little Ninth Master.”

Gu Jin nodded at her, then beckoned her: “Come over.”

From the moment she saw Mu Zifeng, Gu Jin noticed an unusual aura around her.

Her aura was rich with cultivation energy, subtly tinged with a sense of decay, yet enveloped in a faint external yang energy—clearly possessing an innate defect.

If she wasn’t mistaken, such a person was unsuitable for cultivation, yet she bore cultivation on her.

At first glance of Mu Zifeng, Gu Jin’s mind instantly conjured the words ‘Innate Spiritual Body.’

Unfortunately, her weak health, born with defects, greatly diminished this innate condition and foretold an early demise.

Mu Zifeng glanced at her brother beside her, who nodded lightly, prompting her to step toward Gu Jin.

To reach Gu Jin, she had to pass by Yu Shuo.

This man’s legs stretched out, blocking her path; Mu Zifeng’s eyes flickered slightly.

She raised her head calmly, a pair of serene eyes quietly fixed on him.

“May I pass, please.”

Yu Shuo withdrew his leg, gazing at Mu Zifeng with a somewhat curious expression.

Women who attracted the attention of his instructor were rare.

He wondered what piqued his instructor’s interest in this Mu Family lady.

Mu Zifeng arrived before Gu Jin, calling out, “Little Ninth Master?”

Gu Jin sat up straight, gesturing to the space beside her: “Sit.”

The latter had just seated when Gu Jin held her wrist.

This scene caused the Mu Family’s expressions to subtly shift, with Mu Zifan appearing most panicked.

While the Mu Family Head remained calm, his tightly clenched fists indicated his unstable emotions.

Upon examining Mu Zifeng’s constitution, Gu Jin had the definite answer.

The Mu Family’s lady was an Innate Spiritual Body.

Regrettably, she was born with defects, her meridians blocked, making cultivation unable to progress beyond Qi Refining Cultivation.

Yet her constitution had a benefit—dual cultivation.

If one were to engage in dual cultivation with her, their cultivation level would undoubtedly rise faster.

As to why her special condition hadn’t been discovered over the years, Gu Jin scrutinized Mu Zifeng.

Noticing the jade pendant on her neck, Gu Jin’s eyes reflected understanding.

The pendant contained rich yang energy, concealing her innate spiritual body traits.

Under Gu Jin’s gaze, Mu Zifeng’s expression remained unchanged, her eyes as calm as before.

Gu Jin released her wrist, casting a meaningful glance at the Mu Family.

“Mu Family Head, truly meticulous in your efforts.”

The Mu Family Head pressed his lips tightly together, his smile barely reaching his eyes: “Little Ninth Master praises us.”

He realized that Gu Jin had uncovered his daughter’s condition.

These years, the Mu Family had concealed Mu Zifeng’s constitution to prevent her from becoming someone’s cultivation furnace.

Had her meridians been intact, there would be no need for concealment.

But as she cannot reach a high level of cultivation, lacking self-protection abilities, once her nature was discovered, many would inevitably focus on her.

They had concealed it for nineteen years, only to be discovered by Gu Jin today.

Yet, hearing her tone, she didn’t intend to reveal the matter, the Mu Family Head sighed with relief but remained worried.

Today, Gu Jin has shown interest in Zifeng; come tomorrow, it would undoubtedly prompt inquiries from various sides.