After the rebirth, the national teacher became popular with metaphysics

Xie Xuanqing noticed the strangeness of Rong Jing's breath almost immediately.

The fingers kept tightening, Xie Xuan lowered his eyes lightly, and gently pulled Rong Jing into his arms.

The silver-white long hair looked a little hazy in the dim light, Xie Xuan lightly brushed the back of Rong Jing's head with his fingertips, his sharp eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he was rarely at a loss.

After a few seconds, Xie Xuanqing whispered: "...Sir, don't be sad."

The warm, human skin temperature came through the slightly cool hair, Rong Jing raised her head subconsciously and rubbed against Xie Xuanqing's chin, and then replied: "Yes."

To be precise, Rong Jing was not in a very sad mood at this time.After all, the demise of Tianyuanzong was a foregone conclusion. Hundreds of years had passed, and no matter how long his master lived, it was time for him to come to an end.

He accepted this reality when he took out the notebook. Although there was some sadness in his heart, it was not too deep after all because he had prepared himself psychologically.

It's just that when he saw the title Xia's head called him in the handbook, and recalled the dim and tender memories of his childhood, he couldn't help but feel a slight but profound sourness in his heart.

It was more complicated than simple sadness, and Rong Jing was a little annoyed why he didn't directly ask Shang Xia Changsheng whether the person who took care of him that night and called him "Xiao Jing" was really him.

He was also a little annoyed, why he never thought of going back to Tianyuanzong after going down the mountain for several years.

Although Xia Changsheng is in good health, he is getting old after all, he should have gone back to see it often...

The yellowed silk cloth was wrinkled slightly by thin white fingers.

Then in the next second, Rong Jing recalled what she was holding in her hand, and subconsciously loosened her grip on the letter.

The top of the hair was kissed.

When Rong Jing came back to her senses, she noticed that Xie Xuanqing had followed his movements and half leaned against the bookshelf at some point, her posture looked a little distorted.

The strong waist is bent back, and the bookshelf is lightly pressed against the feet.Xie Xuanqing smiled helplessly at Rong Jing's eyes, which were rarely freed from frost and snow, leaving only a little bit of mist, "If you frown again, Master Xia will be worried."

As he said in a low voice, his fingertips gently pressed between Rong Jing's eyebrows.

Rong Jing looked at him quietly for a while, then lowered her eyelashes, and gave a soft "um".

He had always been a very calm and indifferent person in the past, and now his mood was surging, but it was just because he saw the handwritten letter left by the old man for a while, recalled the vague memory of the past, and felt a little regretful and remorseful.

After Xie Xuanqing drew his attention away a little bit, Rong Jing quickly suppressed the thoughts in her heart.

After a pause, he grabbed the silk handwritten letter and got up from Xie Xuanqing.

The cool and silky silver-white long hair was pulled away from between the fingers, Xie Xuan's light eyes darkened slightly, but he followed Rong Jing's movements and stood up straight.

I only read the first paragraph of the letter.

Head Xia might have guessed that his time was approaching, and after greeting Rong Jing, he recorded the hexagrams he peeped out of the hexagrams.

There is a reason for Tiandao to be afraid of Tianyuanzong.This fear turned into vigilance on Rong Jing.

Zhou Tian's hexagram, those with outstanding talents can calculate everything in the world, and naturally they can also calculate the past and present.

But that's not the scariest thing about it.

Rong Jing once used the Zhou Tian Gua to calculate the old vigor, and directly changed the dragon vein of a generation of dynasties to a new master;

And Xia Changsheng's talent is not as good as Rong Jing's, but his life is approaching, the distance between life and death is becoming more and more blurred, and it is easier to touch the cycle of heaven.

In addition, at that time, people from the entire sect of Tianyuanzong were protecting the hexagram for him, and countless spiritual powers poured in. In just one breath, Xia Changsheng had a flash of inspiration, and he caught the faint, The tenacious line of cause and effect, and then follow this line directly to the future hundreds of years later!

It is true that hundreds of years is too long, and it contains infinite variables, even the Dao of Heaven cannot control and confirm them one by one.

It's just that Xia Changsheng didn't count the sentient beings hundreds of years later.

The line of cause and effect that he relies on to unfold the Zhou Tian Gua only surrounds Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing, and the secrets he sees are only related to Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing, and it looks a little vague.

However, as the head of Tianyuanzong, Xia Changsheng may not be as talented as Rong Jing in terms of metaphysics, but in terms of city and experience, he is deeper and thicker than Rong Jing.

In the hexagrams he saw, Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing finally met hundreds of years later, and the faint atmosphere of marriage lingered around them, closely connecting the two who were supposed to be close friends Together.

When Xie Chong politely and persistently asked him to go out and revive Rong Jing, Xia Changsheng knew that this person was a lunatic, and knew his deep thoughts about Rong Jing's almost gloomy possessiveness.

He is the founding emperor praised by all people, and he has the destiny of the tenth emperor. If he follows the path Rong Jing set for him before, even without Rong Jing's help, he can still rely on his own destiny and The merits and virtues are kings in the world, controlling the world's power and enjoying the world's joy.

He will have kind but strict parents and elders, a gentle and virtuous wife, and sensible, obedient, smart and alert children.

His fate is a good fate that is hard to find in the world. Countless people have accumulated more than ten lifetimes of merit, and it is difficult for him to take all the benefits of this world like him.

This kind of fate is a great temptation for any ordinary person, let alone Xie Chong himself has already felt how powerful and casual the emperor is, and the countless benefits of becoming an emperor.

When he heard the other party casually say that he had consulted ancient books, and saw a celestial master offer to exchange the merits and fate of all ages for a chance against the sky, Xia Changsheng knew——

He's crazy.

"Tianyuanzong has been silent for too long, doesn't Head Xia feel that it should let it show its power?" The emperor wearing a nine-fold crown stood on the top of the mountain, with a soft, even saying, smile on his stern face. It could be called a bewitching smile, "And...Master Xia should also want Ah Jing to come back to life, right?"

Knowing that the other party was just trying to lure them into the boat, Xia Changsheng and even the entire Tianyuanzong were really moved.

To Xia Changsheng and the others, the idea of ​​reappearing the power of Tianyuanzong was not at all tempting.

But the words "Resurrection Rong Jing" directly hit their weakness.

Tianyuanzong has lived in seclusion for many years, although people in the sect are indifferent when interacting with each other, but deep down in their hearts they value each other's existence very much.

And when Rong Jing was brought into Tianyuanzong by Xia Changsheng, she was still a baby in her infancy, a small ball curled up in the thin cloth, fragile and soft.

Over the past ten years, they almost watched Rong Jing grow up, how he grew from a dying baby the size of a palm to a well-behaved and quiet boy, and how he transformed from a young boy to a young man.

When he followed the hidden rules of the sect and went down the mountain to practice, Xia Changsheng, who specializes in divination and calculation, vaguely glimpsed a doom from him.

It's just that this catastrophe originated from his excessively outstanding talent, and the subsequent causes and effects were complicated and messy. It was difficult for Xia Changsheng to see the whole picture, let alone directly resolve it for Rong Jing.

After tossing and turning, Xia Changsheng finally decided to pass on the Zhou Tian Gua he had cultivated to Rong Jing.

His original intention was to let Rong Jing use the Zhou Tian Gua to figure out his doom, but he didn't expect that the technique he taught would actually become a link in promoting Rong Jing's doom.

Xia Changsheng was persuaded by Xie Chong not only because of his love for his disciples, but also because he believed that the divine punishment that Rong Jing encountered this time had a great relationship with him.

Xie Chong stood in the wind on the top of the mountain, but his expression did not change at all.

He looked at Xia Changsheng with a smile, and his tone was respectful, but still somewhat bewildered: "Sect Master Xia just makes a move, even if he fails, I just lose some merit and fate. If I succeed... Ah Jing can continue to live."

Xia Changsheng looked at him quietly.

In the depths of those dark eyes, a cluster of shocking dark fires danced.

Xia Changsheng understood in an instant that if he and Tian Yuanzong refused to be born, Xie Chong would never give up his plan.

What is the order of the tenth emperor, what is the surrender of thousands of people, in his eyes, he is no match for Rong Jing.

... Could this be the attitude that a so-called best friend should have when they treat their best friends?

The head of Xia once received a gift from heaven, and his life expectancy was much longer than that of ordinary long-lived people.

In the years he has been in Tianyuanzong, it is not that he has not seen love affairs between men.

But with the eyes and pressure of the secular world, the passage of time and the passage of love, there are only a few of those men who separate and reunite, and finally can truly live together as a couple for the rest of their lives.

The moment Xia Changsheng noticed Xie Chong's thoughts, he subconsciously felt absurd.

Just thinking about it, it doesn't seem so surprising.

Although Rong Jing's temperament is cooler, but his appearance and cultivation are both top-notch. Xie Chong has been with him for many years, and with the help of Rong Jing, he finally overthrew the old dynasty——

In his heart, Rong Jing had a special status, and it couldn't be more normal.

His mood was complicated for a moment, Xia Changsheng wasn't sure whether Xie Chong acted like this because he was not used to Rong Jing's disappearance for a while, or whether he really had a deep-rooted affection for Rong Jing.

But after serious consideration, Xia Changsheng still spoke slowly, agreeing to Xie Chong's request.

It's just that he and the senior brothers in the sect thought that Xie Chong would retreat after a long time. If it was true, they would have to make other preparations accordingly.

But as the soul-gathering formation gradually took shape, it was imperative to sacrifice to the sky, but Xie Chong's performance was much more fanatical than theirs.

He obviously has no talent for cultivation, but relying on his intelligence, he has found out from countless metaphysics classics the method that everyone in Tianyuanzong needs now, how to cultivate a physical body for Rong Jing without hurting innocent people Come.

That is simple but not simple, the word "will power".

It will be difficult for others, but for Xie Chong, the word "will" is relatively simple.

The painful memory of the old dynasty is still there, and all people in the world naturally respect and admire Emperor Zhao who saved himself from the dire straits.

So when Xie Chong promoted the name of Rong Jing to the world, he encountered almost zero obstacles.

The power of wish comes together and condenses in the soul-cultivating wood.

Decades have passed, a little familiar soul breath is taking shape, it is Rong Jing's spirit that has finally recovered.

Little by little, Xie Chong carved the soul-nourishing wood into the appearance of Rong Jing, with delicate and cool eyebrows and long, thick and smooth hair.

Countless vows are condensed in the wooden statue, and the most central point is Xie Chong's purer and stronger vow that belongs to the emperor of the world, formed by Xie Chong's remaining merits.

Xia Changsheng never expected that Xie Chong could really persist until now.

He did not have a harem or concubine, and even the crown prince was adopted from the Xie clan.

The previous disapproval was quietly obliterated by the other party's persistence for decades. In the end, Xia Changsheng almost acquiesced in his feelings for Rong Jing. I didn't accept it, but I no longer rejected it flatly like I did at the beginning.

They tacitly maintained an attitude that seemed to be cooperation, until one day Rong Jing's spirit finally broke out from the soul-cultivating tree and disappeared into Dazhao.

This is the cruelest place in the way of heaven.

He took away Xie Chong's fate, took away his merits, and finally allowed Rong Jing to re-enter the world, but made them never meet again.

Xia Changsheng only remembered that Xie Chong sat in the Star Observation Hall all night after he knew that Rong Jing's aura had disappeared in the era of Dazhao.

Although he didn't do anything out of the ordinary after that, Xia Changsheng only felt that his soul seemed to have disappeared along with Rong Jing's spirit.

It was Xia Changsheng who thought he cared about Rong Jing very much, but compared to him, he seemed to be a bit inferior.

It was also because of this bit of unbearable and sighing that when he realized that his time was approaching, Xia Changsheng relied on the strength of the Tianyuanzong people to forcibly unfold the complete Zhou Tian Gua.

Apart from tracking down the whereabouts of the celestial master Yuanxiu who framed Rong Jing, Xia Changsheng may not have the slightest thought in his heart to do some calculations about the future for Rong Jing and Xie Xuan.

A huge golden hexagram plate floats in the hall, mountains, rivers, stars, sun and moon flow.

Yuan Xiu's traces were very obvious at first, but the other party seemed to know Xia Changsheng's methods, and didn't know what he did.

At the moment when the dial was about to collapse, Xia Changsheng didn't know why, and subconsciously sent Rong Jing's fate into it.

In the next second, the hexagram disk regained its stability.

An extremely thick but slightly illusory line of cause and effect swayed gently in the hexagram disk, and many fine branches were scattered on it.

Xia Changsheng kept his mind on, but he firmly followed the direction where the two breaths intersected.

The obstruction of the Dao of Heaven was stopped, and an extremely strange hexagram image finally evolved in the hexagram disk.

It was the first time Xia Changsheng saw such a hexagram.

There are clearly countless branches, but at the end, it seems that they have finally come to a reincarnation. Yuan Xiu, who once trapped Rong Jing under the punishment of heaven, and Rong Jing, who was framed by him, stood facing each other.

Xia Changsheng didn't know the result of the battle, but at that moment, he saw Xie Chong who finally got his wish and stood beside Rong Jing again.

Even though the two of them didn't have any intimate behavior at that time, Xia Changsheng still saw some clues from it.

As if aware of his peeping eyes, the cold and handsome face that he was very familiar with and missed very much suddenly lifted up, and the amber eyes swept towards him faintly.

With a sound of "click", the huge golden hexagram plate finally couldn't hold up under the power of heaven, collapsed and shattered, and was annihilated in the hall.

Forcibly peeping into the future like this, the punishment from heaven is naturally not light.

Xia Changsheng had already reached the end of his life, and at this moment he had consumed a lot of mental energy, and the little life essence he had left was finally wiped out.

He recalled the hexagram image he saw in the hexagram plate, took silk, and recorded it calmly and carefully.

When Xie Chong and Rong Jing reunited, it was the time when the contents of this letter came to light again.

After doing this, Xia Changsheng remembered what Xie Chong asked for, and finally said something to him hintingly.

——“Treat him well.”

Although Xie Chong didn't know what Xia Changsheng saw in the hexagram at that time, he guessed something just after hearing Xia Changsheng's words, and new hope radiated in his heart.

The entanglement of cause and effect is terrifying. Xie Xuanqing's recovery of memory in this life is not only accidental, but also inevitable.

……

The letter is not long, and Xia Changsheng has mentioned all the things he did to revive Rong Jing before.

When he mentioned the hexagram he had seen at that time, Xia Changsheng's brushstrokes suddenly became more detailed.

Yuan Xiu's talent is not as good as Rong Jing's, but his deep and sinister mind is far more than Rong Jing's.

Back then, he lost most of his cultivation at the hands of Tian Yuanzong, and after hiding for hundreds of years, he confronted Rong Jing again.

Although Xia Changsheng didn't say it clearly in the letter, he worried between the lines that Rong Jing was too upright and would be vulnerable to Yuan Xiu's tricks to murder him again.

So when mentioning the situation of the final confrontation between him and Yuan Xiu, Head Xia exhausted his ink and wrote down the characteristics of the confrontation place he remembered at that time, as well as the analysis of Yuan Xiu's state at that time.

——This just solved the plight of Rong Jing and the others.

Ever since Yuanxiu escaped by chance in the Lan family's secret realm last time, it seemed to have been hiding extremely cautiously.

During this period of time, the special department has been trying its best to investigate the metaphysics incidents in Huaguo, but they can't find a trace of its presence.

Even Rong Yu's appearance, amidst the weirdness, also carried a trace of...reckless?

The things recorded in Xia Changsheng's notebook provided a lot of specific directions for Rong Jing and others.

At the very least... they now know what Yuan Xiu's human body looks like now or in the near future through this manuscript.

After carefully writing down every point and every word mentioned in the letter, Rong Jing frowned slightly when she saw the word "Hua Ti" written down by Xia Changsheng at the end.

These two words start alone, and seem to have nothing to do with the matter of Yuan Xiu mentioned above.

But these two words were not followed by other words, and they just fell alone at the end of the letter, as if they were deliberately reminding something, and also seemed to leave a little hope.

Gently brushing the two ink characters with her fingertips, Rong Jing put this little doubt in her heart, then raised her head and glanced at Xie Xuanqing.

While he was looking at the handbook, Xie Xuanqing had been waiting silently beside him.

Seeing him looking up at this moment, Xie Xuan frowned lightly, but said in a low voice: "Sir?"

"Master, he..." Rong Jing didn't know why he subconsciously looked at Xie Xuanqing, but thinking of the contents of the letter just now, he continued, "He mentioned Yuan Xiu's recent whereabouts in the letter."

Xie Xuanqing had memories of his previous life, and guessed that the contents of the letter might be related to Yuan Xiu, but he never expected that Xia Changsheng had calculated Yuan Xiu's whereabouts in this life.

Although not many, it was enough for Rong Jing and the others to find clues.

Thinking of the other party's body that seemed to have become even older and withered after finishing the hexagram, Xie Xuan sighed softly in his heart, and said: "Then we will send the matter about Yuan Xiu mentioned in the handbook to Captain Zhou later." one serving."

"Ah."

What Xia Changsheng saw was Yuan Xiu in human form, but Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing directly damaged most of his cultivation base in the battle of the Lan Family Secret Realm. , even if his talent is comparable to Rong Jing, it will take a certain amount of time.

Before discovering each other's traces, they can only increase their vigilance.

If it really comes to a last resort... even at the risk of violating the law of heaven again, Rong Jing will also forcibly activate the Zhou Tian Gua to deduce Yuan Xiu's whereabouts.

Rong Jing pursed her lips, put the roll of thin and yellowed silk back, and then carefully put it back into the sandalwood box.

Lightly touch it with your fingertips, guided by Rong Jing's spiritual power, the prohibition on it is activated again in an instant, covering the sandalwood box.

Xie Xuan watched his movements quietly.

Xie Xuanqing didn't say until he saw him raising his hand to fasten the lock of the sandalwood box again, "Have you gone up? Sir."

Rong Jing came back to her senses, glanced at him lightly, and then gave a soft "hmm".

The library, which was filled with dusty memories of history, was closed again.

Rong Jing took the sandalwood box containing the letter in her hand, and together with Xie Xuanqing, took the elevator back to the hall of Xie's old house.

They stayed in the library for a long time. Uncle Xie stood not far from the exit of the elevator, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the elevator's indicator screen finally changed.

"Patriarch, Mr. Rong."

The sandalwood box in Rong Jing's hand is very obvious. As an old man who has stayed in Xie's old house for nearly decades, Uncle Xie can naturally recognize that the box is the very important handwriting mentioned in Xie's ancestral training. wooden box.

At the beginning, Xia Changsheng set up many powerful restrictions on it in order to prevent the descendants of the Xie clan from opening the box casually, and also to prevent the contents of the handwriting from being leaked in advance.

Uncle Xie had heard that a descendant of the Xie family refused to listen to advice a hundred years ago and wanted to open this box out of curiosity.

But before he could lift the lock of the box, a burst of resisting force from the sandalwood box directly lifted him out.

Although the last descendant was not in danger of life, he was lying on the bed for a long time because he hit the wall when he flew out, and his muscles and bones were broken.

Since then, none of Xie's clansmen dared to touch this wooden box casually.

But at this time, the wooden box, which was so strict to Xie's descendants, was lying in Rong Jing's hands very obediently, and there was no sign of a very powerful restriction on it.

Uncle Xie only glanced at it once, then looked away.

He greeted politely, and then, as if he didn't see the sandalwood box in Rong Jing's hand, he changed the topic tacitly: "It's getting late, do you want the kitchen to prepare dinner?"

He said this to Xie Xuanqing.

Xie Xuan raised his eyes lightly to glance at the sky outside, and it was indeed dark.Faint starlight hangs sparsely on the sky, with a faint taste of loneliness.

Rong Jing still held the sandalwood box in her hand.Thinking of the situation when the other party first saw the handbook, Xie Xuanqing frowned, but nodded and said: "Get ready. By the way, clean out the guest room next to my room."

When Rong Jing heard his answer, she couldn't help but frowned.

However, before he could speak, Uncle Xie replied with a straight face: "Okay, Patriarch."

The kitchen has already prepared the ingredients. As for the guest room... the servants at home are very diligent, so it is not difficult to clean them up.

However, the owner of the house attaches great importance to that Mr. Rong, after giving instructions to the kitchen, he should go and watch the servants clean up in person.

Thinking of this, Uncle Xie moved quickly.

Rong Jing: "..."

Just when he was about to call Uncle Xie to stop, Xie Xuanqing whispered in his ear: "Sir, it's a little far away, it's getting late now, and it will take another hour or two to go back, sir. Stay here for one night first, and I will personally take you back tomorrow."

"Okay?" He looked at Rong Jing and asked in a low voice, his deep eyes reflected Rong Jing's figure.

Uncle Xie had already finished ordering the kitchen in a hurry and went to find a servant to clean the guest room. Rong Jing met Xie Xuanqing's light gaze, blinked her amber eyes, and finally said "um".

There are not many chefs in Xie's old house, but there are also many.Usually only Xie Xuanqing, the master, eats at home, so even if the kitchen wants to make some tricks, it is difficult to show it.

But at this moment, it is rare for the head of the family to bring a "friend" back for dinner. The chef who is in charge of the spoon is also the one who stewed chicken soup for Xie Xuanqing and brought it to Rong Jing. Finally, the preparation and arrangement of the dishes are also extremely meticulous.

While preparing dinner in the kitchen, Rong Jing stopped worrying about staying overnight, sat on the sofa, and sent Zhou Songyun a message.

Zhou Songyun: Is this the hexagram image left by the head of Tianyuanzong back then? !

Zhou Songyun: OK, I see.

Zhou Songyun: Please trouble Master Rong.

Rong Jing read the other party's reply, and replied very briefly.

Rong Jing: Yes.

Replying Zhou Songyun's message, Rong Jing looked at the sandalwood box again.

The pattern on it has been eroded to be old and gray for hundreds of years, but the aura of the former Xia Changsheng and the former Tianyuanzong people lingering on it, adds a bit of color to it. The light of warmth.

Rong Jing brushed it lightly with her fingertips, and felt for a moment... It seemed that it would be nice to stay with Xie Xuanqing for a night.

He is indeed a little tired.

Under the direction of Chef Xie's family, a sumptuous but not overly grand dinner was quickly served on the table.

The can of chicken soup placed in the center is fresh and strong, and you can vaguely taste the rich aroma of seafood inside.

Rong Jing only lowered her head and took a sip, then tasted the dry goods inside.

Xie Xuan lightly saw that he took a sip of the soup and didn't move any more. He raised his eyes and asked, "Sir?"

Rong Jing came back to her senses upon hearing the sound, and looked over quietly.

"Isn't it to your taste?" Xie Xuan lightly lowered his head and took a sip of the chicken soup in the bowl, and then he seemed to recall something, with a smile on his lips, "I remember before, my husband clearly liked this taste very much."

At that time, the time when Rong Jing promised him to give it a try was after drinking the can of chicken soup he brought, and for a moment, Master Xie almost felt that his husband agreed because of the can of chicken soup.

But this idea is only fleeting, Xie Xuanqing thinks about it now, but has a little thought of teasing Rong Jing.

He lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice: "At that time, I almost thought... Mr. actually agreed to try it with me because of that can of chicken soup."

Rong Jing: "..."

His tone was very low, his brows and eyes were slightly lowered, and he always showed a pitiful posture.

But Rong Tianshi just couldn't bear this, after frowning, he still replied very seriously: "No."

He is not the kind of person who will easily make promises with himself as the price for the sake of appetite.

He is so serious, but Patriarch Xie is a little embarrassed.

Bowing his head and taking another sip of soup, Xie Xuan smiled lightly and said, "Well, I also don't think Mr. is that kind of person."

Rong Jing looked at him for two seconds, finally lowered her head, and took another sip of the chicken soup specially prepared by the chef.

After dinner, Xie Xuan waved lightly for Uncle Xie and the others to go to rest first, while he himself led Rong Jing upstairs.

There are many rooms in Xie's old house, but Xie Xuanqing's room is on the fifth floor as the master's bedroom.

Since he said before to clean up the guest room next to his room, Uncle Xie naturally wouldn't be obedient.

The elevator door opened slowly, and the shoes stepped on the thick wool carpet without making a sound.

Xie's old house is elegant and luxurious, but also low-key and quiet.

They were the only ones walking in the corridor on the entire floor, and the copper wall lamps were dimly lit.

A soft "click" broke the quiet atmosphere in the corridor.

Xie Xuanqing took Rong Jing to the room next to his, glanced around the room, and then said: "If there is anything missing, sir, just tell me later."

With that said, he took a step back and motioned Rong Jing to go in and have a look.

It should be said that Uncle Xie is indeed a person who has stayed in Xie's old house for more than ten years. During such a period of time, he has tidied up the entire guest room completely new.

The clean and fluffy quilt is pressed with a brand new bed sheet, and several pieces of home clothes that look slightly larger in size but are of excellent texture are neatly folded and placed on top.

The toiletries should be complete, including two small rubber bands that Rong Jing might use to tie her hair.

Rong Jing's fingertips lightly touched the small rubber bands, then picked up one of them, and tied up her hair casually.

The clothes prepared on the bed were also very complete, Rong Jing took a look at them, took them to the bathroom, and took a shower.

The light scent of the body wash seems to have a soothing effect on the nerves.

It's just that Rong Jing couldn't help frowning slightly when she thought of what she saw in the notebook today.

After taking a shower, he sat down on the bed again, and he put the sandalwood box on the bedside table, so he could reach it with his hand.

In the quiet but warm environment, Rong Jing's previously suppressed mood seemed to see a crack, and it stirred up again.

If only he had paid more attention to Xia Changsheng's state back then.

It would be nice if he had a better attitude when getting along with fellow students.

Countless regrets are before life and death and time, even Rong Guoshi himself, who has a very high level of cultivation and can change the dragon's veins, cannot make up for it.

Reaching out to take the sandalwood box, Rong Jing gently lifted the lock on it, took out the scroll and read it again.

"Xiao Jing, seeing words is like meeting..."

The concern once hidden under the indifferent appearance overflowed on the letter, Rong Jing continued to look back, and saw Xia Changsheng's seemingly simple and deliberately mentioned sentence "Emperor Zhao has a request", and his eyes paused for two times on it Second.

Although Xia Changsheng didn't say it clearly, the price to be paid to revive the person who was annihilated in the punishment of heaven is more than a little!

Xie Xuanqing's tenth emperor's order was directly reversed by the way of heaven in Xie Chong's life.If it weren't for the fact that he had the merit of saving all the people in addition to the tenth emperor's life, Xie Xuanqing's life in this life would not just be the fate of loneliness, but would suffer from loneliness and hardship.

Even in this life, Xie Xuanqing can't be called happy.

When all his excellent parents passed away, if Uncle Xie's own fate was not strong enough, the cause and effect between him and Xie Xuanqing would also look like an early death.

Fortunately, Uncle Xie's fate is strong enough.

At this time, there was no one else around, and Rong Jing recalled that the entire Xie's old house was indeed too quiet.

The elegant and old-fashioned furnishings bear the traces of the old times. Just when he went upstairs, Rong Jing saw Xie Xuan leaning slightly against the wall, and the dim light cast a halo under his feet, but it couldn't dispel him completely. The faint and lonely atmosphere similar to Xie's old house.

This situation only appeared for a moment, and then quickly dissipated with Xie Xuan's light walking movements.

At that time, Rong Jing just felt that Xie Xuanqing's body was not comfortable with that feeling, but now thinking about it, he couldn't help frowning.

That's how Xie Chong made his way to the end in the palace back then.

And Xie Xuanqing in this life also lives alone in this huge Xie family's old house.

Rong Jing thought of what Xie Xuanqing mentioned as if jokingly before, hoping to see the roses blooming in the flower garden outside with him, and she paused.

Xie Chong in the past was not so cautious.But after the loneliness of the two lifetimes is superimposed on the present Xie Xuanqing?

In the words he said, how much is a joke, and how much is... a real longing?

"Sir, don't worry."

"...I can afford to wait." When Xie Xuanqing said this, his expression could even be described as brisk.

The laughing words fell into the ears, and instantly smoothed out Rong Jing's bewilderment at that time.

At that time, he only put this matter in the back of his mind, but now thinking about it, Rong Jing pursed her lips, thinking of——

It seemed that Xie Xuanqing had been waiting for him.