Upon hearing that he was Shang Xiye's friend, everyone immediately turned their heads to look.

Some people even read the inscription on the stele aloud: "...the cenotaph of Ling Qing".

The elders of the Cold Imperial Sect were all bewildered.

Shang Xiye: "???"

Ji Fengming: "???"

Black Owl: "..."

Seeing that everyone's expressions were off, Ji Chenhai asked in bewilderment, "What's wrong? Who is this Ling Qing? Since he's a friend, why didn't you bury him properly? Why did you just strip him of his clothes and make a cenotaph?"

"Uh..." Ji Fengyao was trying to find the right words to explain when Xi Que, like a machine gun, blurted out, "Hey, where did we find this? This is the underwear of the son-in-law's friend, collected by that old fairy who calls herself Qingfu Fairy!"

"My mistress and I stumbled upon it by chance, and snatched it back from that old fairy...that's how we erected this cenotaph."

After saying that, Xi Que looked at Shang Xi Ye with an excited expression that seemed to say, "Young Master, please praise me and Miss!"

Shang Xiye's lips twitched: "..."

Ji Fengyao pursed her lips: "..."

Silly girl, you'd better shut up!

Looking at Black Owl's utterly hopeless face, it seemed like the black lines hanging down his forehead could be braided into pigtails.

The more effort she put into decorating her home with gold and jade back then, the more embarrassed she is now.

Noticing his wife's embarrassment, Shang Xiye remained silent for a moment before saying to Hei Xiao, "Let's leave this cenotaph alone, but it's really inappropriate for another woman to have your personal belongings in her possession. You can deal with it yourself when you come out later."

After saying that, Shang Xiye expressionlessly led his wife into the new garden.

As he brushed past Black Owl, he couldn't help but smirk, then quickly pursed his lips, almost bursting into laughter.

Ji Chenhai, Su Rujing, and the others glanced back and forth at the Black Owl and the cenotaph, then entered the new garden with complicated expressions.

Next came the elders of the Han Yu Sect, who shook their heads with mixed feelings as they passed by Hei Xiao.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Xi Que thought about Shang Xiye's words for a moment and then suddenly realized, "Oh, so you're the son-in-law's good friend, Mr. Hei? Isn't your full name Xiao Chen? When did you start calling yourself Ling Qing?"

"Pfft!"

Several suppressed giggles suddenly rang out from inside the new garden.

"Que'er, let's go inside. The prince and princess have already gone far away." Wuhen, feeling both embarrassed and amused, quickly dragged Xique away.

After everyone had left.

Ji Fengming then moved closer to Hei Xiao, nudged his arm lightly with her elbow, and teased, "I'm curious, how did your trousers end up in Jun Luoying's hands? Could it be that you two had something going on before..."

"That's not true. I didn't even know she had a habit of stealing other people's clothes." Black Owl's face was dark. He raised his hand and smoothed out the cenotaph, threw two bottles of wine and a tinderbox over, and burned the white underpants inside to ashes. He was in a terrible mood.

He wasn't angry about the misunderstanding caused by Ji Fengyao and Xique; he was disgusted by Jun Luoying's perverted fetish.

Turning around, he saw Ji Fengming grinning mischievously, her bright eyes and charming appearance quite captivating. Only then did Hei Xiao's pent-up emotions ease somewhat.

"You can still laugh? You're such a..." Black Owl said half a sentence before turning and walking into the new garden.

Ji Fengming felt a jolt in his heart when he was glared at by him. He went up to him with a smile and kept asking, "Why don't you finish what you were saying before you leave? I'm fine."