Chapter 753 It's settled then.

Song Chunxue looked at Huo Xiang, who had a serious expression on her face, and felt a mix of emotions.

How to put it? This person is sometimes like a child, making her feel guilty and regretful, like an old mother taking away her child's food.

Looking at the dried potatoes and chicken in the white porcelain bowl, she felt extremely guilty and wished she could cook him a new pot right now, with more potatoes and more chicken soup.

“There shouldn’t be any left in the kitchen, but there’s still some at the bottom of this bowl. I’ll mix it for you,” Song Chunxue said, taking the bowl from him and picking up a clean spoon. She mashed the soup and soft potatoes at the bottom of the bowl and mixed it with the rice. “If you like it, come back tomorrow. There’s plenty of potato and chicken soup.”

Although she knew he had eaten all sorts of delicacies and wouldn't mind having a meal of potatoes and chicken, Song Chunxue felt really stingy seeing how much he enjoyed it.

“Alright, since you’re so hospitable, I won’t stand on ceremony. This food looks simple, but it tastes so delicious. I’ve never seen such sandy potatoes before. They’re shiny and glistening, and when they’re mixed with the chicken broth, they look like sand. They’re sweet, but not like other kinds of sweetness,” Huo Xiang praised as she ate. “Your chef is really good at cooking. He makes excellent home-style dishes.”

"That's why I'm staying here a few more days. Although I don't like many of the foods, when I come across something delicious, I feel like my throat gets bigger and I feel like I could swallow the whole bowl. I'm really afraid I'll turn into a glutton."

"I'll bring some chicken and potatoes from here back with me and give them to my wife to try."

Song Chunxue looked at Xie Zheng, and the two smiled at each other.

This guy is like a little kid, and he's so doting on his wife. Who would believe he's actually a demonic cultivator?

After the meal, Xie Zheng went to his study, where wine and two dishes of snacks remained on the table.

"Did Your Excellency bring medicine?"

Song Chunxue knew that Huo Xiang had come to deliver medicine.

Although she didn't know his conditions, she was determined to buy the medicine.

“I brought it,” Huo Xiang placed a palm-sized black porcelain bottle on the table. “Isn’t that loyal enough?”

“That’s enough, more than enough,” Song Chunxue said, taking the money with both hands and thanking him sincerely. “I didn’t expect the Lord to be so generous. Then I won’t stand on ceremony.”

Huo Xiang picked up a couple of bites of the cold dish and said, "This cold dish is quite good. I've never seen it before."

"Lamb's quarters and yellow mustard greens are both wild. I picked the tender shoots myself and dried them. You probably won't eat them, so I'll pack some for you so your wife can try them later." Song Chunxue asked proactively, "I wonder what Lord Huo needs me to do?"

Huo Xiang smiled, looking like she enjoyed talking to intelligent people.

He lowered his voice and said, "After your son gets married, come with me to a place. I need to bring a lucky person with me to go treasure hunting."

“Our zodiac signs are compatible, and you are my lucky star. Moreover, I have heard that you are a cultivator who is especially favored by the heavens. With you by my side, I will achieve twice the results with half the effort.”

Treasure hunting?

Song Chunxue thought of the matter of her senior brother digging up graves.

"Could it be that they're going to dig up someone's grave?" Song Chunxue shook her head. "I don't touch dead people's things now."

"It's not a tomb. The tomb is just a cover. It's a very mysterious mountain that countless cultivators and martial arts sects have been searching for, but they haven't found it yet. My people have made some progress, and they should be able to find it this time."

Song Chunxue raised an eyebrow. "You're not talking about the entrance to the spirit world, are you?"

Huo Xiang smiled wickedly, "I suppose so. The real spirit world isn't something ordinary people can just go to. It's just a story someone made up to encourage more people to reveal themselves."

It turns out my senior was right.

"Will I die?" She remembered her senior brother saying that borrowing Wuyou was like borrowing her life.

"What?"

Huo Xiang raised her voice, "It's not like I'm going to sacrifice you. You suspect I'm tricking you into going to your death?"

He slammed his hand on the table, pointed at Song Chunxue, and said, "You actually suspect me of lying to you to go and die..."

"No, no, you misunderstood. I know that the Lord is a righteous gentleman. If that were really the case, you would definitely say so directly. I'm just afraid that the journey there will be fraught with danger." Song Chunxue knew that this person, who seemed wicked and arrogant, was actually just a child at heart, so she quickly reassured him.

Huo Xiang straightened her wide sleeves, her delicate face showing dissatisfaction and annoyance at being doubted.

He took out two jugs of wine from his storage ring and poured them himself.

"Don't worry, we've been friends for so long, I'll never let you be in danger. You're my key to getting things done, how could I let you be in any danger?"

At this point, he frowned and said, "I'm afraid your senior brother and eldest brother won't agree, so I'm discussing with you in advance how to keep it from their eyes and ears."

"That's easy. Senior brother will definitely need to go into seclusion after drinking this medicine, right?"

Huo Xiang nodded, "Then what about your child, and what about Lord Xie?"

Song Chunxue smiled; he had thought of everything quite thoroughly.

Regardless of his status, his heart is pure and simple.

She suspected that his parents had given him the identity of a demonic cultivator to protect him from being bullied.

No, he is the Lord of Demonic Cultivation, so his parents must also be demonic cultivators.

"I'll arrange this myself. I'll just say I want to go out and gain some experience, or leave a letter. They can't stop me anyway."

"That's good. Just don't let anyone say I cheated you out of your life. I did ask for your opinion."

Song Chunxue was both amused and exasperated. She picked up her wine glass and said, "You're overthinking it. I'll handle it properly. It's settled then."

Although she didn't think her role was that important, she didn't want to refuse since Huoxiang had put it that way.

"I should go now, or your Master Xie will be so jealous. See you later."

As he spoke, he got up and disappeared into the night.

As soon as the person left, Xie Zheng came out of the study.

He took Song Chunxue's hand and asked, "You're not leaving tonight?"

Song Chunxue couldn't help but laugh, "I'm not leaving."

Clearly, a smile quickly appeared in his gentle eyes.

"Okay, then you go ahead and do your thing. You can sleep here tonight, okay?"

Song Chunxue remained silent for a moment.

Two arms wrapped around his waist, a weight on his shoulders, and a deep voice murmured in his ear, "I won't disturb your rest."

Song Chunxue shrank her neck, her ears burning.

"I'm going to practice my sword."

Before being released, he touched her cheek.

"I'll accompany you. I hope that one day I can travel the world with you." Xie Zheng drew his longsword. "I hope Sister Song will give me much guidance."

"It's good to have company, thank you for your hospitality, sir."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them burst into laughter and went to the backyard together.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, the moonlight grows brighter, and practicing swordsmanship at night brings a refreshing feeling.

Liu Chunshu went home, and the housekeeper Xie Dong stood quietly in a corner, watching them chat and laugh.

After all these years, Lord Xie finally has someone to accompany him. He has a smile on his face, is relaxed and at ease, and has even learned to make people happy.

He couldn't help but look up at the sky, thinking that the old lady's spirit in heaven should be at peace.

Unfortunately, the adults did not have a son to carry on the family line.

Xie Dong shook his head, thinking of the contraceptive soup Liu Chunshu had made, and sighed heavily.