"Miss!" After Murong Xiao nodded, Jing clasped her fists in greeting.

"Sir, what happened?"

"The Marshal's Mansion's herb garden was robbed. Mr. Yang is searching the mansion to see if there are any stolen herbs. I apologize for any offense. I hope Miss will forgive me."

Jing's words had already made it clear that he had not told Murong Qingyu about her possible acquaintance with the man in black, and that was enough.

Murong Xiao nodded slightly and stepped aside, saying, "That man in black is indeed arrogant. He burned houses and stole things. If that's the case, let's search thoroughly."

"The young lady is so generous, she seems to be an innocent person."

A hellish voice emanated from Yang Yi's mouth, and his unremarkable, craggy face was exposed to the moonlight due to extreme excitement. A pair of filthy eyes darted around, greedily looking at Murong Xiao's slightly opened collar, as if wanting to see through the hills and valleys within.

If this weren't the Marshal's Mansion, Murong Xiao would have ruthlessly gouged out this old demon's eyes. He was already paralyzed, yet he still dared to act so vilely. It seemed she had shown too much mercy in her last life. In this life, she would gouge out his eyes first, then finish him off with a single blow.

Just when Murong Xiao's eyes flashed with coldness, a tall and strong figure intentionally blocked the obscene gaze for her.

The moment he received Murong Xiao's cold gaze, Yang Yi felt a chill run down his spine. He tried to look again, but Jing's body blocked his view. Reluctantly, he withdrew his gaze and waited intently for the results of the two dogs' search.

After a while, the two dogs ran back to Yang Yi with laughter, without any abnormal reaction.

Mr. Jing also noticed that the dog didn't react at all, so he let out a breath without leaving any trace and said, "Miss, I'm sorry to bother you. I'll take my leave now."

"Sir, please take care."

Looking at Mr. Jing's gradually receding back, Murong Xiao felt a sense of regret in his heart.

In her previous life, she had been too arbitrary. Back then, she had long felt that Mr. Jing was particularly good to her, but she had never given it much thought, and only regretted it when she killed him.

She swore that she clearly felt Jing's breath just now.

It was a feeling of relief. Not only did he not betray her, but he felt relieved for her.

Murong Xiao narrowed her eyes slightly. It seemed that she had to find out Mr. Qing Jing's identity as soon as possible. If possible, she really hoped that this person could help her, or at least not become her enemy.

******************Rebirth****************

The stars shone brightly, and the night breeze was cool. The full moon hung in the night sky like a huge disk, its silvery light pouring down like mercury, covering the vast mountains and rivers, and even coating the cold imperial palace with a layer of warm silver.

The hustle and bustle of the palace banquet had long since dissipated, leaving only the lonely silence and the creepy crying and laughing sounds coming from the distant cold palace from time to time.

Atop the vast waterside pavilion in the East Palace's backyard, lotus flowers clustered amidst a hazy mist. Beautiful ripples rippled across the clear water, and a fleeting glimpse of anxiety and loss lingered before my eyes. Wind blew the clouds, and the crimson blossoms surrounding the hibiscus forest danced enchantingly in the air.

Two light coughs were heard, which sounded particularly abrupt and bleak in the quiet night.

Above the pavilion, a man in a black robe was half lying on a throne chair. Beside him was a tea table made of white jade. On the tea table was a simple jade pot and a transparent white jade cup.

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(Updated on August 26)