Chapter 650 Nothing will happen

Yun Qingqing understood after listening to the conversation between the man and the fox.

She had been wondering why Pu Yang, as the guardian deity of the family, had not contacted her earlier when such a ferocious thing had entered the Zhuang Mansion and he should have been able to discover it.

It turned out that he had not been in the capital before. When he realized something was wrong and rushed back, he encountered the evil Buddha attack. He could only bite the bullet and stop it, but he did not have the energy to send out another signal.

Yun Qingqing looked at the white fox slumped on the ground and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows:

"You are so afraid of death, how dare you face this evil Buddha head-on?"

Even if there is a contract, if something really happens to the Zhuang family, the most the guardian deity would suffer is a loss of cultivation and foundation. However, with Pu Yang's cultivation, he could only hold out for a few more moments by forcibly suppressing the evil Buddha even if he consumed the cultivation of his two tails. He couldn't have been unaware of this.

If Yun Qingqing hadn't arrived in time, he would have really died here.

The white fox swung its remaining tail, with a look of resentment on its face:

"Master, I am just afraid of death, not that I don't know right from wrong~! Not to mention that I have a contract with Ergou, just looking at the fierce aura of this Buddha statue, if it tastes blood, I am afraid that more than just the people in this mansion will suffer, right?"

Zhuang Qinghong was so frightened that he didn't even bother to call the fox by its nickname. He looked scared and guilty:

"It was my fault that I was careless..."

"Humph, it's good that you know." Pu Yang glanced at him, blinked his fox eyes lightly, and said cheerfully, "Then again, the incarnation statue in the master's hand has a trace of my soul. If something really happened to me, the master would not sit idly by, right?"

Yun Qingqing smiled slightly and nodded:

"That's natural."

The fox looked as if he had weighed the pros and cons clearly, but Yun Qingqing understood the danger and determination behind it.

She took out a bead the size of a grain of rice from the space in the Lingyu ring, opened her palm and placed it in front of Pu Yang.

"I will be protecting the Zhuang Mansion these days. You can go to the secret realm of Zhiluo Mountain for retreat first. Keep this. It can help you recover your cultivation as soon as possible."

Pu Yang looked at the tiny but glittering beads, his eyes suddenly widened, and he exclaimed in disbelief:

"Emperor Flowing Crystal! This... this won't do! This is too precious..."

Monsters and goblins know best how rare the Emperor Flow Crystal is. Even if it is only the size of a grain of rice, it is enough to allow a cultivator to make hundreds of years of progress. It is a treasure that many great monsters dream of but cannot obtain.

Pu Yang wouldn't even dare to dream of such a good thing.

Yun Qingqing flicked her fingertips, and the Emperor Flow Crystal floated in front of the white fox:

"Once the Luck-stealing Evil sees blood and explodes, the consequences will be disastrous. What you have done today is immeasurable, and this is what you deserve."

Pu Yang then excitedly swung his tail, took the Emperor Liujing into his mouth, bowed his head to thank him, and turned into a puff of green smoke and flew towards Zhiluo Mountain.

Zhuang Qinghong watched the white fox leave, then turned around and bowed deeply to Yun Qingqing to thank her, then said with a look of shame on his face.

"Princess, can the fox fairy's tail be repaired?"

"Don't worry. This is both a calamity and an opportunity for him. After his retreat, his cultivation will be even higher than before." Yun Qingqing said.

"That's good, that's good!" Zhuang Qinghong finally let out a long sigh.

Yun Qingqing looked at him for a moment and said:

"Although according to the contract with the guardian deity, he has to protect your family for 60 years without compensation, there will be no problem if you are willing to serve him during this period."

Zhuang Qinghong was slightly stunned, then immediately understood and said:

"Thank you, Princess, for your guidance!"

After Yun Qingqing dealt with the Buddha statue in the Zhuang Mansion, she left again and headed towards the next location.

She was busy until late at night that day before returning to the palace.

When Yun Qingqing was still some distance away from her yard, she discovered that the lights in the room were on.

She entered the courtyard gate and took a few steps towards the room when the door opened. Xiao Changheng came up to her quickly and took her hand and went back into the house.

On the table were spread out papers and pens, and two piles of official documents on the left and right. There was a small copper stove on the floor at the corner of the table.

Yun Qingqing knew that Xiao Changheng's habit was to put the processed documents on his right hand side. Looking at the thickness of the pile, she knew that he had been waiting here for at least an hour or two.

"Waiting for me?" Yun Qingqing felt a little warm in her heart and looked up at him.

Xiao Changheng turned her shoulders so that she faced him. His gaze lingered on her obviously pale face, and a deep sense of heartache flashed in his eyes.

Yun Qingqing pursed her lips, and before she could say anything else, she was embraced by him. A man's deep voice came to her ears:

"Thanks for your hard work……"

Yun Qingqing's heart tightened slightly, and she raised her hand and gently patted his back.

"I'm fine, just take a rest."

"...Yeah." Xiao Changheng tightened his arms, buried his face in her neck, and responded in a muffled voice.

Yun Qingqing noticed the worry in his heart, pursed her lips, and said softly:

"I have something for you."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Changheng tightened his arms slightly, then let her go and looked at her inquiringly.

Yun Qingqing placed an exquisite jade talisman into his hand:

"This is for the emperor, keep it."

Xiao Changheng took the jade talisman. Yun Qingqing was about to withdraw her hand when he suddenly grabbed it.

Yun Qingqing's heart tightened, she suppressed the worry in her eyes, looked up at him, and forced a smile:

"What's wrong?"

The man's deep black eyes were filled with undercurrents. He raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek, his voice a little hoarse:

"Qingqing, you...will be fine, right?"

Ever since he learned that there would be a calamity from heaven in the imperial capital, the scene of her facing the thunderbolt in Pingzhou kept replaying before his eyes, making him feel uneasy.

Yun Qingqing looked at his worried expression, understood, gently held his hand, and spoke softly:

"Don't worry, my current state is far beyond what it was in Pingzhou. I will be fine."

Yun Qingqing's promises had never been broken. Seeing her speak so decisively, Xiao Changheng finally felt at ease and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yun Qingqing squeezed his hand and smiled at him:

"What smells so good? Did you prepare something to eat for me? I'm hungry."

Xiao Changheng looked relaxed. He pulled her to sit down at the table, put the documents in order, and brought the soup bowl on the copper stove to her.

"Try it and see if it tastes good?"

Yun Qingqing opened the lid of the soup bowl, and a sweet fragrance wafted over, and her eyes lit up slightly.

"Isn't this Wuweizhai's osmanthus honey soup? Wait..."

Yun Qingqing looked at him and blinked:

"You did it?"

Wuweizhai had already closed at this time, and the sweet soup had to be stewed to the right degree but couldn't be left out for too long, so he had to stay here and simmer it slowly.

Xiao Changheng handed her the spoon and smiled calmly:

"I was passing by Wuweizhai today, and I remembered that you seemed to like this, so I went to ask for the recipe."

Yun Qingqing took a sip of the sweet soup, her eyes sparkling:

"Delicious! I didn't expect you to have this skill."

Moreover, she seldom showed any preference in food, but she didn't expect that he could still notice her preferences. For a moment, Yun Qingqing felt that her heart was sweeter than the sweet soup.

She took another sip of the soup, her brows curved, and she scooped a spoonful and passed it to Xiao Changheng's mouth:

"Come, try it too~"

Xiao Changheng was stunned and didn't react for a moment, and his ears suddenly turned red.