Rong Jing was born with spiritual abilities, capable of changing the heavens and earth and deciding the nation's fate with a wave of his hand. He was the Grand Imperial Preceptor of the Great Z...
The moment Jing looked at her, Mo Yanxi felt as if some images flashed through her mind.
It just seemed like too much time had passed, and she couldn't quite remember what those scenes looked like.
Raising his hand to support his forehead, Mo Yanxi hissed softly.
Miaoyin felt her movements and quickly reached out to feel her pulse: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Even if they lived somewhere else, Mo Yanxi would eventually be moved back to this house, so they simply did not leave and stayed with Mo Yanxi.
But could it be that their existence aroused resentment and caused something to happen to Mo Yanxi?
Miaoyin felt relieved when she found her hand's pulse was stable, and then looked at Mo Yanxi himself.
Mo Yanxi smiled at her comfortingly: "I'm fine, I just have a headache... maybe it's because I didn't sleep well these days."
Rong Jing watched their actions with a slightly cold expression.
But he didn't say much, just kept his guess in mind. After Mo Yanxi went to the kitchen to cook, he whispered to Zhou Songyun: "Check where she worked before."
"Also, check the life story of the owner of this house."
On the surface, these two things seemed to have nothing to do with each other. Zhou Songyun was a little confused, but still nodded in agreement.
In fact, there was no need for Rong Jing to mention it deliberately. When Master Long Tianshi said that every inch of the wall in this house had the source of resentment, Zhou Songyun had already sent a message to have people check whether anything had happened in this house in the past, and the life stories of the people who had lived in this house.
He just didn't know why Rong Jing suddenly asked him to investigate Mo Yanxi's past.