She was the one who offended Xie Jingrun, so there's no reason for Xiao Tao to take the blame for her.

Before Xiao Tao could say anything more, Rong Qingqing had already put Xie Jingrun's bowl of noodles into the food basket and picked it up. "Alright, hurry up and eat, or the noodles will get soggy."

After saying that, he picked up the food basket and went out.

As soon as they left Qinfang Garden, Changlin walked over.

"Changlin, you've come at the right time. I'll trouble you with this..."

Changlin quickly interrupted him, "I have other matters to attend to. Please send the noodles to Qingxing Garden, Madam. The Marquis is waiting for you." After saying this, he quickly slipped away as if afraid that Rong Qingqing would shove the food basket into his hands.

Rong Qingqing frowned. What was Xie Jingrun up to? Didn't they agree to dine in the front hall? Why did they suddenly change it to Qingxing Garden?

Although it was about the same distance from Qingxingyuan and the front hall, she still felt something was off.

Could Xie Jingrun have set some kind of trap for her?

Given that guy's vengeful nature, it's quite possible.

She held the food basket and thought for a while, then decided to find a servant to deliver it for her. Surely Xie Jingrun wouldn't make things difficult for a servant?

However, she didn't encounter a single servant as she walked along, as if the area had been cleared out.

Looking at the road leading to Qingxing Garden, Rong Qingqing felt uneasy, as if she were walking on a tightrope.

They dawdled and finally arrived at Qingxing Garden.

Looking at the courtyard standing in the darkness, she felt a strange chill.

She swallowed hard and carefully moved inside.

Xie Jingrun wouldn't be so bored as to dress up as a ghost to scare her, would he?

But why was the atmosphere so eerie and chilling? She felt like she had entered a haunted house.

Also, what if a trap suddenly appears ahead?

Thinking of this, she stretched out one foot and probed forward to make sure the floor was solid before taking a step forward.

After repeatedly trying, they had only walked a few steps after walking for a long time.

Xie Jingrun waited in the house for a long time, but Rong Qingqing did not come. He was very displeased. That woman, it's just cooking noodles, does it take so long?

As he impatiently came out of the house, he saw Rong Qingqing carrying a food basket and walking towards him in a strange manner.

He raised an eyebrow, then suddenly turned around and walked around to stand behind her.

Rong Qingqing saw the light coming from Xie Jingrun's room and was about to breathe a sigh of relief and step up the stairs when suddenly, a cold hand touched the back of her neck.

Her hair stood on end, she froze, too afraid to move, her beautiful eyes wide open in shock.

Is it a ghost?

She actually encountered a ghost!

"Ahhh!" Realizing what was happening, she sprang to her feet and rushed into Xie Jingrun's room. "Xie Jingrun, there's a ghost—"

"Rong Qingqing, what are you yelling about?" Xie Jingrun reprimanded coldly.

When Rong Qingqing saw him, it was like seeing a savior. All past grievances were forgotten. She rushed over and grabbed his sleeve tightly, "Xie Jingrun, there's a ghost in your yard, just now..."

Xie Jingrun's gaze fell on the hand she was holding, a subtle smile playing on his lips, but his face remained impassive. Instead, he scolded, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

"I'm not lying, I really encountered a ghost, right in your yard," Rong Qingqing said earnestly, panting. Thinking back to that terrifying moment, she still felt a chill run down her spine; it was truly horrifying.