"I think I can never look at the word 'fairy' the same way again," Xi Que clicked her tongue. "If anyone calls you and me 'fairy' again, I'll get mad at them!"

Ji Fengyao silently gave Xi Que a thumbs-up, deeply agreeing.

At this time, Ji Fengyao was unaware of the full story and felt some sympathy for Jun Luoying.

Among the four major clans and eight great families, only the cold-hearted and icy Han Yu Clan wore white underwear.

No need to guess, these underwear definitely belong to Ling Qing.

Jun Luoying is really... her love for Ling Qing has reached the point of obsession.

"Miss, what should we do with these underpants? We can't just take them with us, can we?" Xique tossed the white underpants back into the jade box with a look of disgust.

“If I’m not mistaken, the owner of these clothes is no longer here; that person was a good friend of my master in his previous life, so it’s not appropriate to just throw away his belongings.” Ji Fengyao rested her chin on her hand and pondered for a moment before saying, “Let’s build him a cenotaph, as a token of our friendship.”

“That makes sense. Then I’ll listen to Miss and go dig a hole.” Xique immediately put the jade box away and was about to run off to dig a hole.

Ji Fengyao thought for a moment and called Xique back. While putting away the other valuables, she soaked Jun Luoying's storage ring in a bottle full of alcohol and threw it far away, saying, "That person is quite a figure in the Danling Continent. It's not good to just build a cenotaph for him and let people trample on it. Let's build his cenotaph next to the new courtyard. In his spare time, the prince can go and pay his respects."

"Okay!"

The magpie happily agreed and temporarily put the jade box into its storage ring, which it used to keep miscellaneous items.

Hearing that the clothes belonged to Shang Xiye's friend from her previous life, she wasn't so disgusted anymore.

Originally, she didn't dislike the clothes, but rather Jun Luoying's strange hobbies.

Ji Fengxiao was sitting at the entrance of the new courtyard, lost in thought.

Upon seeing Ji Fengyao and Xique return, he immediately rushed over, grabbed Ji Fengyao's hand, and eagerly looked up to ask, "Sister, is there any news about Fenghua?"

"Brother, Brother Xiao Chen and your brother-in-law have only been gone for a few days, how could there be news of Feng Hua so soon?" Ji Fengyao pinched the little boy's still soft and tender face.

“Alright,” Ji Fengxiao said, still sullen, looking down and feeling sorry for himself. “Maybe I was just overthinking and that’s why I had a nightmare. I dreamt that I was in pain all over my body, and I felt that Fenghua was suffering outside.”

"Don't worry, the people from the Hidden Sect know that Feng Hua has a connection with the Pill Sect, so they won't make things difficult for him," Ji Fengyao comforted Feng Xiao.

The three of them went to the new courtyard and dug a hole, burying the jade box along with the white underpants.

In the end.

Ji Fengyao also found dozens of jade stones in her inventory, polished them, and added a gorgeous jade shell to the grave mound.

They took several larger pieces of jade, polished them, and fused them together to make a tombstone.

The tombstone bears a striking inscription and signature, forged using extreme heat:

The cenotaph of my dear friend Ling Qing

Mo Linxian VS Yun Yao.

They then painted the characters with shiny gold powder, and then used extreme heat to melt the gold powder into the jade layer, making it impervious to wind and rain.

Looking at the brand-new and impressive cenotaph, Ji Fengyao felt that she had done a great and righteous thing.

She thought that when Shang Xiye returned from the Hidden Sect and saw this cenotaph, he would definitely be happy.

After all, her master, Mo Linxian, had often mentioned Ling Qing to her in her previous life, and she could tell that the two had a deep friendship.