Chapter 107
It was late spring, and because the temperature on the mountain was relatively low, there were still sporadic pink peach blossoms blooming on this crooked peach tree.
As Rong Jing and the other person approached, a cluster of pink and white petals suddenly fell, slowly and kissed Rong Jing's eyebrows, bringing a hint of coolness.
Xie Xuanqing just looked at him quietly while he was talking.
Seeing his eyelashes trembling slightly because of the falling petal, I couldn't help but take a step closer and reached out to brush off the peach petal that was stubbornly stuck on his eyelashes.
Xie Xuanqing vaguely heard something from Rong Jing's simple words just now.
When every disciple of Tianyuan Sect came to the sect, Sect Master Xia would plant a peach tree outside the sect. Over the years, it became a peach forest of moderate size.
He had also seen Xie Xuanqing when he came to ask Xia Changsheng to come out of seclusion.
It was also late spring, and the peach blossoms on the mountain had passed their most splendid moment. But because it was a connected peach grove, it did not appear lonely even from a distance. It only made people feel distant, quiet, indifferent and easy-going.
But now, hundreds of years have passed, and the former peach forest has disappeared in the long river of time with the demise of Tianyuan Sect. Only this crooked peach tree remains, which does not look very healthy and even has sparse flowers.
Rong Jing looked at it with unconscious nostalgia and a little confusion.
Did Xia Changsheng really not feel anything when he planted these peach trees?
The peach trees that represented the existence of other disciples disappeared, except for Rong Jing's.
Rong Jing searched along the veins of the crooked tree's roots and rhizomes, and only found some dead tree stumps buried in the ground that had not yet completely rotted away.
Xie Xuanqing watched his movements quietly. After a long while, he walked over and gently reached out to hold Rong Jing's fingers.
"In a few days..." Xie Xuan pursed his lips and said, "I'll have someone bring some new peach trees over in a few days, okay?"
He turned his head, his eyes fell on Rong Jing's calm, indifferent and even apathetic eyebrows, and said softly: "So don't be sad, sir."
He has always been very good at pleasing Master Rong, and sometimes even if he went too far, he would be able to tap into Master Rong's soft spot and turn his almost angry mood around.
But at this moment, facing Rong Jing, who seemed a little sad, Xie Xuanqing suddenly became a little clumsy.
With his other hand gently around Rong Jing's shoulders, Xie Xuan frowned slightly, not knowing what to say.
Separation from life and death is something that even a Heavenly Master cannot escape. Xie Xuanqing had been separated from Rong Jing for decades, but because he had the belief that Rong Jing would be resurrected, the time did not seem so difficult to endure.
But Rong Jing's situation was different from his. When he woke up, he arrived at the present day hundreds of years later. He didn't know what Xia Changsheng and the others had experienced. Also, because he was also a heavenly master, he could not calculate the fate of Xia Changsheng and the others' reincarnations.
To him, he just went down the mountain and said goodbye to all his masters forever.
Xie Xuanqing was a little doubtful for a moment. He wondered whether it was right or wrong for him to ask Rong Jing whether he wanted to establish a sect in Yunyin Mountain.
If they chose another place, wouldn't it be better if Rong Jing didn't have to witness with his own eyes the sect where he once lived disappear without leaving even a trace?
While Patriarch Xie was reflecting on himself, Master Rong had already controlled his emotions.
It's not that he can't accept the personnel changes. He had known about the demise of Tianyuan Sect for a long time. When he saw the scroll of notes left by Xia Changsheng, Rong Jing realized that the former Tianyuan Sect was indeed no longer there.
At this time, when he came to Yunyin Mountain and saw that the crooked peach tree was the only thing left of the former Tianyuan Sect, he realized this point more clearly.
...He just couldn't help but miss her a little.
Blinking, Rong Jing shifted his gaze away from the black wooden stake buried in the soil, and then said, "...Okay."
Xia Changsheng really likes peach blossoms, and he really plants peach trees for each of his disciples.
Now that the new Tianyuan Sect is about to be established, the first generation of disciples may not all be people with weak kinship, but there is nothing wrong in leaving a peach tree for them all.
Xie Xuanqing saw that Rong Jing's expression had indeed returned to normal. He felt slightly relieved, but he did not let go of his hand that was around Rong Jing's shoulders.
Instead, he slowly tightened his arms and gently pressed Rong Jing's head onto his shoulders.
The long silver-white hair is particularly eye-catching against the black suit.
Xie Xuan gently pressed the back of Rong Jing's neck with his fingertips and said, "Will you plant it yourself then, Master? Or will you let the disciples plant one themselves?"
In those days, the Tianyuan Sect did not accept disciples from outside. Only if they met a child with suitable talents on the road would they bring the child back to the sect.
Under such circumstances, Xia Changsheng could only plant two peach trees at most.
But now the newly built Tianyuan Sect has to cooperate with the country, and there are thirty quotas for the first generation of disciples. If Rong Jing is really asked to plant thirty peach trees by himself, it seems a bit too difficult.
But if we want the disciples to plant one themselves, then it involves the issue of disciple quotas.
There was still some work to be done as to who would get the fifteen places from the country, and the remaining fifteen places...
Although Rong Jing has been looking at the information of some children in orphanages recently, people with metaphysical talent are hard to come by. During this period of time, Rong Jing has only picked out two or three who meet the requirements.
Hearing Xie Xuanqing's question, Rong Jing: "..."
It seems that there is no time to think about it.
The rare vulnerability was instantly shattered by the words of the head of the Xie family. Rong Jing followed the other party's force and rested his chin on Xie Xuanqing's shoulder. His eyebrows were slightly drooped, but he unconsciously curled the corners of his lips.
"Let the workers plant it directly." Rong Jing said softly.
The original Tianyuan Sect has long since disappeared. Even if everything follows the old rules, it is no longer the Tianyuan Sect of the past. So why bother about it?
Thinking in this way, Rong Jing no longer had the idea that the future construction of Tianyuan Sect must be as similar to the former Tianyuan Sect.
Just as I said before, people and things change, and the world changes. Even if the newly built Tianyuan Sect is exactly the same as the previous Tianyuan Sect, it will eventually change after he leaves.
It would be better to just let go. It is enough for him to still remember the former Tianyuan Sect and his master in his heart.
Xie Xuanqing did not ask further questions. He just listened to Rong Jing's gentle voice ringing in his ears, and then replied softly: "Okay."
The two hugged each other for a while, until the mountain wind began to rage, and the petals from the crooked peach tree fell one after another, soaking them all. Only then did Xie Xuanqing suddenly come to his senses.
The peach blossoms that were about to wither had long lost their bright and beautiful colors and turned into a light pink.
When it fell on his body, the light pink kissed his silver hair and black suit, making him look both intimate and quiet.
Rong Jing picked up a petal that fell on Xie Xuan's shoulder with his fingertips. The slightly cool and smooth touch came from his fingertips, and the next second it was blown away by the mountain breeze.
"The wind is strong." Xie Xuanqing's posture became more protective, and he protected Rong Jing's body in front of him, and then asked softly: "Sir, do you want to see somewhere else?"
The original Tianyuan Sect didn't occupy a large area, but it wasn't small either. The place where they were standing now was just the location of the original gate of Tianyuan Sect. There was more to go.
Rong Jing held the silver hair that was blown by the wind in his hands. After hearing Xie Xuanqing's words, he lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded slightly and said lightly: "Let's go and take a look."
Upon hearing this, Xie Xuanqing didn't say anything else. He just asked Rong Jing to wait for him there for a while, and then he turned around and went to the car to look for something.
After a while, Xie Xuanqing came back with a coat on his hand.
After putting the coat he had prepared on Rong Jing, Xie Xuan said softly, "Let's go, sir."
Hundreds of years later, the bluestone road was covered by dirt and vegetation.
Xie Xuanqing and Rong Jing walked side by side, taking one deep step and one shallow step, walking in the direction where the branches and leaves of the crooked tree spread.
People from Xie’s design department and engineering department had come here before to collect information on site, so there are still some traces left on the path.
Xie Xuanqing and Rong Jing followed the traces they left behind and walked through the general area of the former Tianyuan Sect.
Front yard and back yard.
The previous two dynasties erased many things, but there are also many things that cannot be erased by brute force and time.
Rong Jing had suppressed his emotions before, but when he looked at the corner of the backyard where traces of a well could still be seen, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Xie Xuan leaned forward and squatted, and his fingertips gently touched the soft soil along the traces left by the employees from the design department or the engineering department, and then he touched the cold, hard edge of the stone.
After a moment's silence, he said, "I'll go back and ask the engineering department to see if the well can be restored to its original state."
When talking about this, his expression seemed more serious than Rong Jing's. He sincerely wanted to restore the former Tianyuan Sect to its original state for his master - even if in the end, he could only restore a well.
There was mud on his fingers, and Xie Xuanqing casually patted it a few times, and then a wet towel was suddenly handed down from top to bottom.
"Wipe it off." Rong Jing's gaze swept across his face and finally landed on his fingers, and he said lightly.
Xie Xuanqing looked at him for two seconds, then took the wet wipes with a smile and gently wiped the stains on his hands.
"Thank you, sir." Xie Xuan said in a low voice.
Afterwards, he put the used wet wipes back into the packaging bag and stuffed it into his suit pocket. Then he raised his head slightly and looked at Rong Jing solemnly.
He was born handsome, and at this moment there was no obstruction on the mountain. The bright sunshine fell between his cold eyebrows, and behind him were wisps of clouds.
It is quite eye-catching.
When Rong Jing saw his expression, his brows twitched slightly and he became serious unconsciously.
No matter whether it was Xie Chong in the previous life or Xie Xuanqing in this life, they rarely showed such a solemn look in front of him unless they encountered some difficult dilemma.
He subconsciously let go of his senses and felt the atmosphere around him. When he realized that there were only the two of them around, even Master Rong couldn't help but reveal a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Could it be that there was something that he couldn't notice, but was discovered by Xie Xuanqing?
"Sir." Xie Xuan looked at Rong Jing for a long while before speaking in a calm tone.
When Rong Jing heard his voice, she also lowered her eyes slightly. Her beautiful amber eyes were as clear and gorgeous as glass in the sunlight.
"Can you give me a hand?" Patriarch Xie's expression suddenly softened, and he looked a little pitiful. "I waited for a long time, but the gentleman didn't notice."
Rong Jing, the national master who was on high alert, said: "..."
He looked carefully at Xie Xuanqing's posture, and saw that he had stretched out a hand at some point and was staring at him eagerly, just like a big dog seeking the closeness and help of its owner.
But when his gaze fell on the other person's pair of pure black eyes that were like deep pools, the aura of urgent need for rescue and with a little deliberate pity dissipated.
The other person's eyes were like an eagle and a wolf. Although covered with a layer of gentle light, it also made people instinctively feel a bit of danger.
Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing looked at each other for a while, and finally lowered their eyelashes, reached out and held each other's hands.
The thin calluses made his palms a little itchy. Rong Jing only felt a strong force coming from his hands. He was unprepared and tilted downwards due to the force, and bumped into the broad chest of Xie Xuanqing who was standing up.
"...Please help me, sir." Before Rong Jing could speak, Xie Xuanqing's voice, which seemed to contain a smile, came softly.
Rong Jing couldn't help but frown. As soon as he raised his head, he felt someone kissed him lightly on the forehead.
The warm breath was mixed with the slightly cool scent of sandalwood. Xie Xuanqing continued, "Sir, don't be angry."
Rong Jing: “…”
He really knew Rong Jing's weakness. Even now, he was firmly on the line where Rong Jing would tolerate his behavior. The aura on his body enveloped Rong Jing completely.
It really makes it impossible to feel truly angry.
After being kissed on the cheek again, Rong Jing narrowed his eyes, then suddenly turned his head, and his light-colored thin lips brushed across Xie Xuanqing's jaw, and then he bit his Adam's apple lightly and neatly.
The body suddenly stiffened.
Rong Jing could feel that his subordinate's body stopped all movements the moment he bit it. His eyelashes blinked lightly. Just as Rong Jing was about to withdraw from Xie Xuanqing's arms, someone suddenly pressed his back hard.
Compared to the light kiss on his forehead, the kiss Xie Xuanqing placed on his lips at this moment was undoubtedly much more powerful.
Her lips were rubbed red, her long silver hair was held in someone's hand, Rong Jing frowned, and heard Xie Xuanqing's voice coming from his ear.
"——This time, it was the master who started it, so you can't be angry."
Rong Jing: “…”
Just when the other person's lips finally left his, and he pursed his lips to prepare to retort, the scent of sandalwood that had just moved away suddenly came back.
He subconsciously turned his head away, and the next second, he felt a tingling and stimulating sensation on his thin and tender neck, which was neither painful nor tingling.
It was Xie Xuan who gently bit his Adam's apple.
"It's even." Xie Xuan whispered softly, with a hint of hoarseness in his low voice.
Rong Jing: “…”
Is there such a fair deal?!
There was still a slight warmth on his lips from the previous deep kiss. Rong Jing frowned and stared at Xie Xuan with a stern look for a while.
Xie Xuan lowered his eyes and looked at him, thought for a moment, and then smiled and said, "If you feel it's unfair, you can kiss me back."
Master Rong's response to his suggestion was to simply withdraw and turn around and leave.
Patriarch Xie: “…”
What a pity, I didn’t succeed in coaxing her.
After viewing the entire ruins of the former Tianyuan Sect and confirming that the design drawings did not require any major changes, Xie Xuanqing and Rong Jing got in the car and drove down the mountain.
Compared with hundreds of years ago, the changes that have taken place in Yunyin Mountain are neither big nor small.
The steep mountain road that blocked outsiders from entering the sect was replaced by a wide and flat winding mountain road. Fortunately, the stone steps dug by the Tianyuan Sect members were not damaged. In fact, because the Beijing Tourism Bureau wanted to vigorously develop the tourism industry in recent years, they have been well protected and restored.
Before leaving Yunyin Mountain, Xie Xuanqing also accompanied Rong Jing to take a look at the stone steps.
Looking from the bottom of the mountain, it is still a sea of emerald green.
It seems like everything has changed, and yet it seems like nothing has changed.
After looking at the stone steps, Xie Xuanqing and Rong Jing returned to the car.
There was a strong breeze blowing in the mountains before, but now when he sat back in the car, the warm air was slowly swirling around him, and Rong Jing took off his coat.
Xie Xuanqing reached out and took the coat very naturally, then found the bag that contained the coat, folded the clothes and put it in.
The car was very quiet for a moment.
Xie Xuanqing put the coat he had been carrying back into the small cabinet before standing up. When he touched the wet wipes and their packaging bag in the slightly bulging pocket of his suit, Xie Xuanqing suddenly remembered something, took out his cell phone from another pocket and said.
"Captain Zhou contacted me yesterday."
The phone screen lit up as Xie Xuanqing moved. He turned the screen to the WeChat page without any hesitation, then reached out and handed the phone to Rong Jing.
Rong Jing subconsciously lowered his eyes and took a look.
Xie Xuanqing's personal WeChat account didn't have many contacts. Rong Jing saw at a glance that he was pinned to the top of the page by Xie Xuanqing, and the note was surprisingly normal, with only the word "Rong Jing" written on it.
Rong Jing tapped it lightly with his fingertips, and then he saw the chat history between him and Xie Xuanqing displayed in front of him from another angle.
After looking at it for a while, Rong Jing always felt that something was not right.
——Background picture.
For someone like Xie Xuanqing, Rong Jing actually found it hard to imagine that he would deliberately look for a suitable background image to use in the chat.
But the phone in my hand feels very unfamiliar, and the chat page in front of me is also at a different angle——
Everything showed that this was Xie Xuanqing's cell phone.
Rong Jing's gaze returned to the chat background.
In fact, the chat background image used by Mr. Xie was not fancy. In the black night sky, there was a young man with bright silver hair, his eyes slightly closed, his white neck stretched and raised as he moved, exuding an indescribable, mysterious and cold aura.
It’s the poster of “Record of the Heavenly Master”.
But unlike other posters that clearly carry the aura of "Ming Yuan Tianshi", the poster used by Xie Xuanqing is more of the shadow of Master Rong from the previous life.
——Even after such a long time, he still remembered everything about Rong Jing, including his past life and his present life.
Rong Jing suddenly didn't know what to say.
The next second, the phone screen was suddenly covered by a palm.
Patriarch Xie was a little embarrassed, and lowered his eyebrows and said, "When the master wore the imperial robe, he had the same expression."
"...Yeah." In the end, Rong Jing just responded and exited from the current chat page.
Zhou Songyun’s chat information ranked third, and Yue Feng’s second.
Rong Jing clicked on the chat history between Zhou Songyun and Xie Xuanqing, and instantly captured the key words.
Captain Zhou: Master Xie, I have found a clue about the matter you asked me to investigate before.
Xie Xuanqing: Sorry to bother you, Captain Zhou.
Xie Xuanqing: I wonder what the result will be?
Zhou Songyun: We have not found out whether there is any connection between Rong Yu and Yuan Xiu, but we have found some other information. Please take a look. If possible, please send a copy to Master Rong Tian.
Zhou Songyun: [Rongyu's information.doc]
Xie Xuanqing: OK
Xie Xuanqing: Thank you, Captain Zhou.
The document sent by Zhou Songyun showed a download completion status, which meant that Xie Xuanqing should have read the contents of the document after Zhou Songyun sent it.
Rong Jing raised his eyes and glanced at Xie Xuan lightly, then clicked on the information.
The information put in the front is also the most superficial. Zhou Songyun investigated all of Rong Yu's behaviors in the entertainment industry during this period, and his writing was very fair.
But even so, when Rong Jing saw that Rong Yu had just had dinner with the boss of a company in the morning and went to a hotel with his agent in the evening for a date, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
He could feel the blood connection and causal power between Rong Yu and his current body. Although he had long seen that the other party was a bad person, Rong Jing still felt a little disgusted when he thought of the other party doing these things with a face that was somewhat similar to his own.
Frowning, Rong Jing continued to look down.
When the entire country's forces were truly mobilized, what the special department could find out was much more detailed and thorough than Rong Jing had imagined.
At first glance, Rong Yu in the entire information does not show much self-respect when it comes to matters between men and women, but this is also his own choice. Apart from hating the other party in his heart, he cannot find much fault with the other party.
But after Rong Jing read the information sent by Zhou Songyun, he could feel some subtle inconsistencies in it.
For example, Rong Yu had clearly been active in the south in the past few years and had never shown any intention of entering the entertainment industry - his fate did not have this tendency.
But just a while ago, he suddenly left his hometown and headed towards Beijing with a very clear goal.
If this is just a coincidence, then many things that happen next cannot be called coincidences.
After he arrived in Beijing, he checked directly into the most luxurious hotel in Beijing - Rong's. Or rather, although the Rong family's economy was considered good locally, it was as inconspicuous as a small shrimp among the wealthy families in Beijing.
Even in the original body's memory, Rong Yu had never spent such a large amount of money when he was in the Rong family.
He stayed in the Beijing Hotel for about a week, and then signed a contract with a small entertainment company.
Originally, he wanted to sign a contract with the entertainment company where Rong Jing worked, but after Rong Jing's entertainment company obtained resources from Xie and Wang's companies, it became much stricter in selecting artists.
Although Rong Yu suddenly became much richer financially, he was still the same person. He had not learned any skills in the previous twenty years. Naturally, his personal qualities had not made any leap forward in this short half month.
But his luck was indeed very good. After entering that small entertainment company, he got two resources without having to wait like other newcomers, and accumulated a certain amount of fame.
Then came his encounter with Rong Jing.
At that time, the crew of "Summer Flowers" did not invite him to audition, but I don't know what kind of connections he used, but in the end, he was also included in the audition list.
However, he did not pass the audition. Jiang Ning had extremely high requirements for the role of Ji Yihan. Although his appearance barely fit the role, his acting was too superficial, and he ultimately lost to Rong Jing.
After failing to compete for the role of Ji Yihan, Rong Yu quickly accepted an invitation to star in another campus movie.
I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the filming location of the campus movie he was invited to take happened to be next to the crew of "Summer Flowers", which was also a project hosted by Xie Entertainment.
When Rong Jing saw this, he couldn't help but recall the look the other party gave Xie Xuanqing when they first met.
Tender, timid, with an irresistible sense of longing.
So the other party is... targeting Xie Xuanqing?
Rong Jing frowned. He felt that although this guess was very obvious, he still felt a hint of subtlety.
He had noticed at that time that there was something wrong with Rong Yu's aura, so he returned the merits that did not belong to him to the original owner. According to what the other party had done, Rong Yu would have to be unlucky for at least a while before the bloody peach blossom evil spirit in his body could be stabilized.
But the fact is, Rong Yu was indeed unlucky for the whole afternoon, but when he returned home, the peach blossom evil spirit on him was suppressed again -
His fate already showed signs of modification, and with this little change, Rong Jing's gaze fell on the screen of Xie Xuanqing's mobile phone, and he became even more certain that there must be a heavenly master standing behind Rong Yu.
He helped Rongyu change his fate, helped Rongyu come to the capital, helped Rongyu meet him, and helped Rongyu climb up step by step... What on earth does this Heavenly Master want to do?
As his fingertips continued to tap lightly on the screen, Rong Jing saw Zhou Songyun continue to mention at the end of the information that they also found out that Rong Yu had also bought a house in the Jingtai Huafu community before. Calculating the time, he moved in when the house was delivered some time ago.
Jingtai Huafu Community.
Life-saving array.
Rongyu.
These words that shouldn't be associated together were connected together. Rong Jing recalled the evil spirit that he saw when he went to deal with the Feng Shui problem of Jingtai Huafu community. His amber eyes turned slightly cold.
If the life-substitution array incident that occurred in the Jingtai Huafu community was really the work of Rong Yu, then regardless of whether he was a blood relative of the original body or not, Rong Jing would not easily hold back.
Zhou Songyun naturally also keenly discovered the connection.
When Xie Xuanqing asked him to check Rongyu, he mentioned that he might be related to Yuan Xiu. Now he is involved with Jingtai Huafu Community -
And the life-saving formation in the Jingtai Huafu community vaguely bears traces of Yuan Xiu.
Whether this was a coincidence or something else, when Zhou Songyun found out about this, his attitude became serious.
Because this matter is very likely - no, it is definitely involved in some metaphysical factors. After finding out this, Zhou Songyun contacted Master Long again and asked her to participate in the investigation.
Master Long Tianshi is good at Gu, and he has also practiced witchcraft at this time. He is extremely sensitive to evil spirits and is very suitable to be an investigator.
A poisonous insect that was difficult to catch with the naked eye landed on Rong Yu when he and Long Tianshi passed by each other one time.
The peach blossom evil spirit on his body was once again suppressed by the merit that came from nowhere. When the poisonous insect fell on his body, it directly disappeared into the evil spirit, continuously transmitting some basic changes in his body to the mother poisonous insect in Master Long Tianshi's hand.
At the beginning, the poisonous insect did not change much, and Master Long Tianshi did not collect much.
Zhou Songyun almost doubted his own judgment at that time. Until not long ago, when Rong Jing was invited by Zhang Huawen to solve the Feng Shui problem currently encountered in the Jingtai Huafu community, the poisonous insect that Master Long Tianshi placed on Rong Yu had obvious changes.
The aura on Rong Yu became extremely strong in an instant, and then became extremely weak in the next second.
It was as if something had directly broken through his defenses, crushing most of his vitality and energy.
When he knew that Rong Jing was dealing with the Feng Shui issues in the Jingtai Huafu community at that time, Master Long Tianshi carefully recalled the time when the insect felt the changes in Rong Yu.
It matches perfectly.
At this point, the matter can no longer be summarized as "coincidence".
Zhou Songyun recorded all the information currently held by the special department. At the end of the information, he also made an analysis of his summary of the matter regarding the life-substitution array in the Jingtai Huafu community and its connection with Rong Yu's abnormality.
Rong Jing glanced at it briefly, and finally moved his fingertips to exit the document page.
Xie Xuanqing had been watching him silently while he was reading the document seriously. When he saw him exit the document page, he reached out to take the phone and asked in a low voice: "Sir, do you think that the person behind this is Yuan Xiu?"
Yuan Xiu.
When Xie Xuanqing said these two words, his eyes also turned cold.
Whether in the previous life or this life, he had a very bad impression of this person. If he had not been jealous of Rong Jing and triggered the heavenly calamity, he and his husband would not have been separated for decades.
And in this life, he caused damage to the vitality of all people, and forced Rong Jing to draw out his own blood, almost damaging his foundation.
If Rong Yu also showed up with the other party, Xie Xuanqing's nerves would immediately tense up, and he almost wanted to have Rong Yu thrown out of the capital.
But no.
If Yuan Xiu is really behind Rong Yu, keeping him in Beijing would actually help them find more clues.
But this is tantamount to putting the danger further beside Rong Jing.
Frowning, Xie Xuanqing said directly: "Didn't Minister Wei say before that he would send you a few guards? Let them follow you when you join the team next time."
Not only that, Xie Xuanqing thought about it and felt that the international mercenaries he had known before didn't seem to mind taking on the job of protecting the target person. Perhaps he could contact them after he returned.
Rong Jing: “…”
He wanted to say that this was not necessary, but Rong Yu's appearance was indeed filled with a strange sense of incongruity.
Frowning, Rong Jing did not refute Xie Xuanqing's suggestion about "guards" in the end, but as for international mercenaries...
Master Rong raised his eyes and said calmly, "Just bring a few more with you."
Rong Yu’s target...could also be Xie Xuanqing, right?
In other words, Yuan Xiu's target was actually Xie Xuanqing from the beginning.
Xie Xuanqing was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and it took him two seconds to come back to his senses.
Thinking of some of Rong Yu's behaviors mentioned in the information sent by Zhou Songyun, the coldness between Xie Xuanqing's brows gradually faded.
He leaned forward slightly, stretched out his hand and grasped Rong Jing's palm on his knee, but asked in a low voice: "Sir, are you jealous or worried about me?"
Whether it was out of jealousy or worry about his safety, the smile on Patriarch Xie's lips could not be wiped away for a moment.
A deep gaze with a smile fell on his face, but Rong Jing did not raise his eyes to meet Xie Xuanqing's gaze.
He frowned slightly, paused for a moment, and then said, "Yuan Xiu wanted to use the soul-searching technique on you from the beginning. Rong Yu doesn't know if it was his work. If it's not necessary, it's best not to contact him."
His tone was very calm, even cold, but Xie Xuan listened lightly, his eyes became deeper: "So, sir, what you mean is that you are not only jealous, but also worried about me?"
Rong Jing: “…”
"I will be obedient, sir." Seeing Rong Jing remained silent, Xie Xuanqing smiled and continued.
Rong Jing listened to his low voice coming from his ear, and his fingertips were gently held in his hand and rubbed. He sat there for a long time before pursing his lips and said lightly: "Hmm."
It was almost evening when we came down from Yunyin Mountain.
As usual, Xie Xuanqing took Rong Jing to the restaurant for dinner, and then sent him back to the downstairs of the community.
Some old neighborhoods appear a little hazy in the dim night, but they make the silver hair of the young man in front of him look as bright and shining as the moonlight and the stars.
Xie Xuanqing sat in the car and watched Rong Jing get off the car, and suddenly called out again.
"gentlemen."
His voice was very soft, but in the quiet carriage, it was loud enough to reach Rong Jing's ears.
The action of closing the door paused, Rong Jing looked in the direction of Xie Xuanqing's voice, and met a pair of extremely deep eyes.
"When will I be allowed to go up again, sir?"
Xie Xuanqing stared at Rong Jing, but asked softly with a smile.
Rong Jing looked at him and almost instantly understood the meaning of his words.
The tips of her small, fair ears were uncontrollably stained with a light pink, but fortunately it was not noticeable in the night.
Rong Jing gently pushed the hair that was hanging in front of her body behind her and lowered her eyelashes.
In fact, Xie Xuanqing didn't expect to get any answer.
But Rong Jing's expression was very calm during the meal and on the way back. He seemed immersed in the matter between Yuan Xiu and Rong Yu. He felt a little reluctant, so when Rong Jing got off the car, he raised this question to draw his husband's attention back.
Just as he was about to say the "good night" that he had prepared long ago, Xie Xuanqing heard Rong Jing's cold and pleasant voice coming softly, with a light tone.
"It depends on your performance."
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