Chapter 858 Hum

No, absolutely not!

Xie Zheng was anxious to sit up and explain things to her properly.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm just asking to know if anyone has been giving you a hard time lately."

Xie Zheng still didn't believe it, thinking that she was very bothered by it.

"Recently, some busybodies saw that I was alone and kept asking about my past. They even tried to set me up with someone, but I firmly refused. I even hit one of them, and that's when the matter stopped."

Seeing that his brows and eyes had darkened with anxiety, Song Chunxue nodded, "I believe you, I believe you, don't waver."

“I have discussed it with the Emperor. I will stay in the capital for a maximum of two years, or as short as one year. I can no longer deal with those old foxes and cunning old hands.”

"I even got into a heated argument with several ministers in the court because I was too serious, which caused several young, straightforward people to be demoted and punished. It's really meaningless to be an official here."

Song Chunxue nodded, "After all, they cultivate among crowds every day, and their words and actions are watertight, just like eels. Few of them are truly capable of doing anything. The Emperor knows this, which is why he sent you."

"Yeah, so I haven't been idle either. I've been acting like a bully for a while, and I guess I've offended a lot of people in private and they hate me." He lowered his head and covered her lips with his, whispering, "So, how about waiting for me for two years? Don't suffer here."

As long as she doesn't come to the capital, how could she possibly encounter such a thing as being chased?

"We'll see." She had already made up her mind; why would she easily change it?

Two years is just right. I can learn real skills from my senior brother and Master Han. After five years, I should be able to settle down and cultivate on the mountain.

For the remaining two and a half years, Xie Zheng should also cultivate diligently and go with her to see her master. Perhaps she will accept him as her disciple.

After all, the senior brother had said something similar.

...

Half a day ago, the Imperial Observatory.

Supervisor Ye Changlin received a message sent by carrier pigeon.

He took the small bamboo tube off the pigeon's leg and saw the small characters inside.

He then set the note on fire, turning it to ashes.

Standing to the side, the scribe Gao Cong inadvertently caught a glimpse of a few clear words written before the ashes fell.

He was startled and immediately lowered his eyes to compose himself.

The message vaguely mentioned keeping a close eye on the Xie family and eliminating something.

Are they planning to harm Lord Xie?

He thought to himself, "They want to get rid of my former teacher?"

Lord Xie is a rare example of loyalty in the court, a man capable of changing the fate of the court. Who has the audacity to allow the Superintendent to eliminate Lord Xie?

What hope is there for this damned capital city?

After returning home, he secretly wrote a letter, intending to have someone deliver it to Lord Xie.

But will they let him in tonight, New Year's Eve?

Just as he was hesitating, a flippant whistle came from above.

Looking up, Gao Cong was so frightened he almost wet his pants.

He had met this person once before; he seemed to be someone important, one of his own!

"You've come to inform Lord Xie, haven't you? That's exactly what I was thinking too," Huo Xiang said, extending her hand. "Give me the things, and I'll deliver them for you. Go home early, lest Ye Changlin catch you red-handed."

"I...I'm not, I was just passing by..."

"Although I've chosen the same person as some others, it doesn't mean I'll just stand by and watch them act recklessly. Don't worry, I won't expose you. If you don't want to lose your head, give me the letter now!"

Gao Cong nervously handed him the letter.

"Hurry, someone's coming!"

Gao Cong turned and ran, terrified.

As soon as Huo Xiang stood up from the wall, he noticed that someone was staring at him from both the left and right.

"Lord Zhao? Daoist Han?" Huo Xiang chuckled and patted her palm with the letter. "What a coincidence, you've come to visit Lord Xie too?"

Lord Xie stared at him menacingly, "That was someone from the Imperial Observatory. Why did you stop his letter?"

"He's just like me, he's tipping off Lord Xie." Huo Xiang jumped into the courtyard and swaggered towards the main house without any hurry.

"Aren't you one of Wu San's people? Why are you suddenly being so kind?"

Huo Xiang shrugged, “But now they’ve gotten involved with that evil cultivator Song Che, and they’re even trying to get rid of Lord Xie to completely overturn the table. I don’t want to see this kind of thing happen either. Believe it or not.”

The two Taoist priests were skeptical of Huo Xiang's words. Taoist priest Han followed behind him and gave Lord Zhao a wink.

Lord Zhao understood, and the next moment he stealthily leaped onto the roof, waiting to ambush his prey.

Inside the warm pavilion.

The fire in the stove was blazing, and the two were passionately embracing.

Suddenly, Song Chunxue realized something, looked up and abruptly pressed against Lord Xie's shoulder.

"Did I scare you?"

Huo Xiang chuckled and said, "It's alright, continue. We'll talk after you're done kissing."

"..." Song Chunxue immediately threw out the dagger in her hand!

"Ha!" Huo Xiang reached out and grasped the dagger hilt. "Impressive skill."

Then, Xie Zheng reached out and pulled the thin blanket over Song Chunxue's upper body, covering the two buttons that had been undone.

His expression was extremely displeased. "Can't you knock before your master? Would you like me to heat up some wine to wash your eyes?"

He's going to ruin Huo Xiang's eyes.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. I didn't expect you two to be making out in the heated room. You should be in bed in the inner room by now..."

"Bang!"

Xie Zheng threw the back scratcher he was holding away.

The next moment, he was dragged out by Lord Han outside.

The door to the warm room closed, and Song Chunxue lifted the thin quilt.

She sat up, buttoned her clothes, exhaled a breath of stale air, and cursed, "Let him experience this feeling next time too."

"You are not allowed to go!" Xie Zheng said in a deep voice, frowning. "I will send someone to return it."

Song Chunxue smiled and straightened her clothes. "I didn't say I would go in person."

Xie Zheng draped an outer coat over her shoulders. "Be careful not to catch a cold. Let's go ask what happened first."

They walked out of the warm pavilion with serious expressions.

"Master Han." Song Chunxue was surprised that he had actually come to the Xie residence to celebrate the New Year.

“There’s something going on tonight,” Master Han said, looking at Huo Xiang. “You tell her.”

Huo Xiang crossed her legs and said, "Although I spoiled your fun, I'm here to deliver a message and save you."

"You should have heard that Wu San colluded with Princess Anyang and even communicated with the Imperial Observatory, intending to usurp the throne. Recently, Lord Xie has been ruthlessly eliminating many corrupt officials, resulting in the execution of many of their informants. They have come up with a sinister plan to target Lord Xie, specifically those close to him."

"Snap!" Huo Xiang opened her folding fan. "Tomorrow morning at court, the Imperial Observatory will probably make a fuss about this. And tonight, they will definitely make sure something strange and ominous happens at the Xie residence."

Song Chunxue asked seriously, "Aren't you cold fanning yourself in the dead of winter?"

Huo Xiang closed her fan and pointed at her, "Is this the important point?"

Xie Zheng poured him a cup of tea. "You mean well, but you can't just leave without knocking."

"Yes, yes, it was my fault for being impolite. Please forgive me, Lord Xie. I will definitely pay attention in the future, okay?" Huo Xiang rolled her eyes, rubbed her forehead, and looked up at the roof. "What a simpleton. Anyone else would have been smiling and bowing to me by now."

"If I weren't worried that I wouldn't be able to eat potato and chicken stew if Song Chunxue died, I wouldn't care about this at all, hmph!"