Chapter 80
"So, sir, are you worried about me?" Suppressing the subtle feeling in his heart, Xie Xuanqing turned his attention back to Rong Jing.
His usually loose hair was loosely tied back, with only a few strands hanging down by his cheeks, highlighting his handsome and cold features even more.
Rong Jing only felt that his gaze was moving gently on his face as if it were real, and his deep voice was echoing softly in his ears, with a hint of intimacy.
The tips of my ears felt a little hot, and there was a little sweat on my palms.
Master Rong's expression remained calm, but he took a small step back without making a sound.
The weird and ambiguous feeling of being completely enveloped by the other person's aura finally faded a little.
Rong Jing exhaled lightly, then raised his eyelashes and said seriously: "The Lan family has a big plan, even I can't predict it completely. If you come here at this time, I may not be able to protect you."
It was true that his cultivation was the highest among all the Heavenly Masters, but recently Rong Jing always felt that something seemed to be wrong with Heavenly Dao. In addition, the Lan Family had included so many ordinary people in their calculations. If the other party started a rebellion...
The Lan family can ignore the safety of so many people, but Rong Jing cannot.
Master Rong naturally had confidence in his own metaphysical skills, but there were exceptions to everything. From the memories seen in that split soul, Rong Jing knew that Xie Xuanqing was also one of their targets, and the other party was very likely coveting Xie Xuanqing's soul.
If Xie Xuanqing was still in Jing City, there were some protective talismans he left for Xie Xuanqing. In addition, given the distance between Southern Province and Jing City, the danger would naturally be much smaller.
But Xie Xuanqing happened to come at this time.
Rong Jing frowned slightly, and glanced at Xie Xuanqing with his amber eyes.
However, the other party's fate was almost a chaos in his eyes at this time. Rong Jing tried to use more spiritual power to calculate his next change of fate, but he could only barely see a hint of a sudden and drastic change.
But Xie Xuanqing is the person in charge of Xie family, and Xie family has been developing very rapidly recently. How could he encounter such a big change?
His expression turned slightly cold, and Rong Jing probably had guessed something.
Xie Xuan glanced at the frost in his eyes, and his fingertips moved involuntarily. Then he said, "But if I stay alone in Beijing, and you are far away in the South Province, if someone really attacks me, wouldn't it be more dangerous?"
However, he also knew that Rong Jing was worried about his safety, so he paused and continued, "Don't worry, sir. I won't leave the villa easily until you have dealt with the matter."
——That’s all we can do.
Since the other party was able to use the company to lure Xie Xuanqing here, even if Rong Jing persuaded Xie Xuanqing to go back now, it was unknown whether the other party would have any other arrangements in Beijing.
It would be better to be right under Rong Jing's nose like now. Even if the Lan family takes action later and he can't take care of this side, he can set up some protective formations and talismans for Xie Xuanqing in advance.
Thinking of this, Rong Jing's slightly frowned brows finally relaxed.
Xie Xuanqing watched the coldness between his brows gradually melt away, and his amber eyes returned to their former calmness and indifference. He couldn't help but lower his head and smile slightly.
"...But I'm going to trouble you to help me again, sir." Xie Xuan said softly, his tone soft but unconsciously carrying a hint of indescribable tenderness.
Rong Jing's ears went numb when he heard this, and he couldn't help but frowned and looked at him: "...Don't talk like that."
Xie Xuanqing, who was totally unaware of himself, said: “?”
Rong Jing met his gaze and for a moment didn't know how to explain.
After two seconds of silence, Master Rong simply withdrew his gaze and walked directly to the sofa and sat down.
Xie Xuanqing looked at Rong Jing's back as he walked past him towards the sofa, and his eyes glanced at the extremely beautiful and bright silver hair that was tied up.
After a few seconds, he turned around and walked over, then picked up the teapot and poured a cup of black tea for Rong Jing.
"Sir, did you go to the Lan family today?" he asked casually.
Rong Jing did not hide this from him, and nodded when he heard it: "Yeah."
"The Lan family may send someone to contact you in the next few days, but you'd better not get involved. This time..." Rong Jing lowered his voice and said, "It may not be as easy to resolve as the incident at the resort."
Xie Xuanqing only vaguely knew that the Lan family was very likely related to the life-changing array that the special department had been investigating, but Xie Xuanqing was not very clear about what the Lan family had done specifically.
However, when Rong Jing mentioned the matter of the holiday villa, Xie Xuanqing was more concerned about it because Xie Xuanzhong was involved.
After all, he is his cousin, isn't he?
Although the special department did not reveal much, just based on the vague mention of evil spirits and the strange transaction between Xie Xuanzhong and the other party, Xie Xuanqing vaguely felt that it might be related to him.
Rather, it could be said that Xie Xuanqing came here this time because he subconsciously felt that it was indeed time for him to come here.
He was silent for a long time, and Rong Jing couldn't help but look up at him.
A light and indifferent gaze fell calmly on him, and Xie Xuanqing came back to his senses in an instant.
Xie Xuan curled his lips slightly and smiled at Rong Jing: "Thank you for your reminder, sir. I will remember it."
Rong Jing: “…Yeah.”
With a faint response, Rong Jing withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and took a sip of tea.
She was not used to the tailored dress. After Rong Jing took a sip of the mellow and slightly bitter black tea, she put down the cup and planned to go upstairs to change her clothes.
Just as he stood up, Xie Xuanqing suddenly reached out to fix his crooked hairband, and then asked, "Sir, what you are wearing today...was it arranged by Butler Chen?"
Rong Jing's action of going upstairs was interrupted by him. His expression paused, and Rong Jing said "hmm" lightly.
"It looks good." Xie Xuanqing was not stingy with his praise. His eyes gently swept across Rong Jing's narrow waist outlined by the dress, and then his fingertips continued to fiddle with the headband of the same color as the suit, saying, "But if the headband is changed to amber, it should be more suitable for Mr.'s temperament."
The bow tie and headband of the same color are beautiful, but they are also monotonous and a bit too cold. It would be better to change the headband to a light amber color similar to Rong Jing's eyes, which is as beautiful as the sun and can add a touch of softness to this dress that is as deep and mysterious as the sea.
It is also more consistent with his gentleman who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside.
He looked like he was seriously giving Rong Jing some advice on how to dress today. His tone was low and gentle, but it sounded inexplicably intimate to his ears.
Rong Jing could feel the other person's fingers gently rubbing the hairband behind him. Although it did not touch his back directly, a subtle, creepy feeling ran through his back. Rong Jing subconsciously pulled his hair out of Xie Xuanqing's hand.
"...It's just something I wear occasionally, there's no need to worry about it." Rong Jing lowered his eyes, met Xie Xuanqing's gaze, and said.
"That's right." Xie Xuan chuckled and took his hand back.
His eyes were dark and deep, and when you looked into their faces, they always made you feel somewhat mysterious and dangerous.
Rong Jing glanced at the smile on his lips, then frowned slightly before turning around and walking upstairs.
Xie Xuanqing quietly watched his figure disappear at the corner of the second floor, then he slowly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, picked up the documents on the table, and began to read them again.
The situation at the branch office was not actually serious, but because the program was stuck, it did waste time.
Xie Xuanqing glanced over what had happened and the contract that had not been signed before, frowned slightly, then stood up and made a phone call.
After giving the order for the solution, Xie Xuanqing turned on his computer again to receive the pending business from the Beijing headquarters sent by Yue Feng.
Xie Xuanqing was busy until almost evening, when he finally finished dealing with some of the more urgent matters. He left the rest of the daily business to be dealt with in the evening.
After getting up and stretching his body, Xie Xuanqing took his things upstairs, and then he suddenly realized...
This is Xie’s house in Southern Province.
And now, he is not the only one in this house.
The Xie family's old house is solemn and dignified, with a strong sense of family inheritance.
But the houses in the southern province are designed in European style, which is low-key yet luxurious.
But these very different houses all have a very similar, lonely atmosphere.
Xie Xuanqing had never paid attention to the differences between these houses before. After his grandfather and parents passed away, he lived alone in the Xie family's old house.
It is always quiet, with only him as its master.
But now, he was in a villa in Southern Province, and the stairs under his feet were paved with marble, which was very different from the wooden stairs in the Xie family's old house that bore the mark of time.
Walking up to the second floor, the copper wall lamps embedded in the wall have already lit up with a faint yellow light, adding a strange sense of warmth to the corridor.
There was a faint noise coming from his room.
A butler in a tuxedo stood not far from his door, seemingly waiting for someone.
Xie Xuanqing walked over. Butler Chen caught a glimpse of him approaching from the corner of his eye and quickly turned around and bowed to him: "Sir."
"Yeah." Xie Xuan responded lightly, then looked into the room, "What are you doing here?"
"Mr. Rong just asked me where your room is, so I brought him here. Now I'm waiting for Mr. Rong to give me any instructions." Butler Chen said very naturally.
Xie Xuanqing: "..."
Although he did tell Butler Chen to treat Rong Jing the same way he treated him, only a few days had passed. Had Butler Chen already so naturally considered Rong Jing one of his own?
Yes, although his husband looks cold, he is actually a very soft-hearted person. It is normal for Butler Chen to show such an attitude towards him.
Xie Xuanqing nodded and was about to walk into the room when housekeeper Chen stopped him.
Xie Xuanqing: “?”
Butler Chen looked embarrassed: "Mr. Rong must have gone in because of something. I have been waiting outside. Mr. Rong should not do anything bad..."
Xie Xuanqing: "..."
What is this bad thing you are talking about?
Patriarch Xie, who often choked others, was choked for a rare time. After a pause, he said "hmm" and said, "I know."
Having said that, he bypassed Butler Chen's obstruction and continued to walk into the room.
Seeing this, Butler Chen couldn't stop him and could only watch Xie Xuan push the door open and go in.
The reddish-brown door was a bit heavy.
Xie Xuanqing walked in and saw Rong Jing half-kneeling on the bay window with his back to him, as if he was drawing something on it.
His eyebrows moved slightly and Xie Xuan walked over lightly.
A familiar, light golden brush came into view. Rong Jing's expression was calm, but his movements were not slow at all as he drew one complex and exquisite rune after another on the glass window.
Xie Xuanqing was not a person from the world of metaphysics, so naturally he could not see the trajectory of the golden runes that were as soft and dazzling as the stars and the moon.
But he only needed to watch Rong Jing's movements, and when he saw the light golden spirit pen in the other's hand, he could guess what the other was doing.
He had indeed asked Rong Jing to help before, but he didn't expect that Rong Jing would not just give him a few protective talismans in the end, but would carefully and seriously set up layers of protection where he lived.
His Adam's apple moved up and down. Xie Xuanqing looked at Rong Jing who seemed to have finally finished drawing a rune, and then he asked in a low voice: "Sir...how long have you been here?"
At this time, the other party had changed into an extremely comfortable home clothes. The silver-gray fine plush top was probably because the temperature in the Southern Province was a bit high, so the top two buttons were unbuttoned, revealing a small piece of delicate and white collarbone.
Xie Xuanqing's eyes swept over it lightly, and then his gaze fell on Rong Jing's knees.
Because the bay window was a bit low and Rong Jing had long legs, in order to integrate the runes into the wall and window, Rong Jing could only bend one leg slightly and half-kneel on the bay window, while the other leg was casually placed on the ground, which looked a bit awkward.
I don't know how long he maintained this posture, but the fabric on the bent knee already had some obvious wrinkles.
When Rong Jing heard his question, he was also stunned for a moment, and then he came down from the bay window that had already been repaired.
His knees felt slightly numb. Rong Jing circulated his spiritual power and was about to get rid of the numb feeling when he saw Xie Xuanqing suddenly lean over and rub his knees gently with his warm palms through his loose fleece home pants.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Before Rong Jing could ask him what he was doing, Xie Xuan spoke softly.
Although he was quite close, Xie Xuanqing's movements were extremely restrained. Or rather, his actions were completely subconscious, and before his brain could react, his palm was already on Rong Jing's knee.
Perhaps because he had been maintaining the same posture, Rong Jing's knees were trembling slightly.
Xie Xuanqing gently rubbed it a few times with his palm, and then he heard Rong Jing's voice: "...It's okay. No need to rub it."
Just at this moment, Rong Jing's knees stopped shaking. Xie Xuanqing obediently withdrew his hand and then stood up.
"Sir, how long have you been busy like this?" He still asked, determined to know the answer.
A complex emotion flashed across his deep eyes, but Rong Jing did not notice the low aura on his body, and his attention was focused on the knee that had just been gently rubbed by Xie Xuan.
...I always feel a little itchy.
Rong Jing lost his mind for a moment, but when he heard Xie Xuanqing's voice, he regained his focus: "...not long."
"Is that so?" Xie Xuan responded softly, but suddenly said, "I'll ask Butler Chen later if this is the case."
Rong Jing: “…”
He seldom showed such a strong side in front of Rong Jing. Rong Jing looked at him and inexplicably thought of the day when Xie Chong directly issued an order to appoint him as the imperial teacher at the morning court.
Although the dragon veins had been changed and a new dynasty had been established, for various reasons, some officials from the old dynasty still existed in the new dynasty.
They dared not speak out against the new emperor, but they were not so polite to Rong Jing, the man who directly destroyed the century-old inheritance of the old dynasty.
What's more, would Emperor Zhao, who had just ascended the throne, really bestow the honor of imperial master on this young sorcerer?
If it were them, after ascending to the throne, they would directly wipe out this sorcerer who has the power to change dragon veins from the world.
Otherwise, if the other party can change the dragon vein from the Qi family to the Xie family, how can we be sure that he will not change the dragon vein from the Xie family to another family again?
Thinking about it this way, Emperor Zhao's actions might be hinting something to the ministers.
With this in mind, officials from the old dynasty who were eager to gain a foothold in the new dynasty came forward and fiercely accused Rong Jingde of being unworthy of the position. They not only asked Xie Chong to withdraw his order, but also requested Xie Chong to severely punish Rong Jing for his disrespectful behavior of not kneeling before the emperor.
Rong Jing found it a little funny when he heard it. He had never knelt before Xie Chong, and even if the other party had ascended to the throne, he would never easily bend his knees to the other party.
If Xie Chong really couldn't stand his behavior after he ascended the throne, he would just leave the court and return to the mountains.
However, there was a burst of extremely angry slamming of the table from the throne.
That was the first time that Rong Jing saw this close friend, who always had a stern expression, showing anger on his face, and in a forceful manner he listed all the shady things that those officials of the old dynasty had done.
The other party was so overwhelmed by Xie Chong's aura that he didn't even dare to raise his head. When he heard that the new emperor knew everything he had done in the old dynasty, he was even more frightened and didn't dare to say another word.
"National Master." The Nine-Liu Emperor's crown was lowered slightly, and the man sat on the ninth step. His deep eyes looked at him quietly, but his tone was gentle, "Come up quickly."
Not only did he want to bestow supreme honor upon Rong Jing, he was also willing to share his kingdom and throne with him.
The officials below the steps did not dare to speak easily because of the power displayed by the new emperor earlier, and there was silence in the court.
Rong Jing had actually forgotten whether he had walked up to the throne at that time. He only remembered that in the short period of time before the heavenly punishment came down, the other party seemed to have really vacated half of the throne -
Even though Rong Jing was always not interested in attending court, he rarely went.
Rong Jing was stunned for a moment, not knowing why he was thinking of these past events again, and then he heard Xie Xuan whispering in his ear: "Sir... who are you looking at me thinking about?"
There was that look of reminiscence again.
Xie Xuanqing had never mentioned it in front of Rong Jing before, but the way Rong Jing looked at him just now unconsciously carried a hint of nostalgia, and there seemed to be a pool of water in his amber eyes, which made people feel more soft-hearted and more... jealous.
When Xie Xuan checked Rong Jing's information before, he knew that Rong Jing had never had a lover before and had no close people around him.
But the emotion expressed in Rong Jing's eyes was not like that.
He was...through him, Xie Xuan was thinking of another person.
My heart suddenly ached, as if something was grabbing it tightly, with an indescribable sour feeling.
"Sir, who were you thinking of through me just now?" Xie Xuan pursed his lips lightly, placed his palm lightly on Rong Jing's cheek, and looked at him deeply.
Rong Jing belatedly sensed the inexplicably dangerous aura coming from the other party.
He blinked and said subconsciously: "Xie Xuanqing."
Xie Xuanqing's expression paused.
Then he lowered his head and chuckled again: "Sir, this answer... is this just to tease me?"
But even though he knew that the other party was coaxing him, Xie Xuanqing still felt a little bit of pleasure.
Rong Jing answered like this, maybe because he cares about him, right?
Otherwise, given his temperament, he would definitely say the other person's name directly.
Thinking of this, Xie Xuanqing actually tasted a hint of sweetness in the sourness.
"If you don't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it." Xie Xuanqing withdrew his hand and quickly controlled his emotions.
He looked at Rong Jing who was still standing there looking at him motionlessly, and said, "Sir, how long have you been busy here just now? Are you hungry? Should I ask the kitchen to prepare something?"
Rong Jing finally realized what Xie Xuanqing had just asked him: "..."
His answer was not wrong. He was indeed thinking about Xie Xuanqing at that time, but that Xie Xuanqing lived hundreds of years earlier than the Xie Xuanqing in front of him.
His eyelashes trembled. Although he guessed that Xie Xuanqing was most likely the reincarnation of Xie Chong, he still felt a little guilty when facing Xie Xuanqing's deep gaze.
But why should he feel guilty?
Rong Jing was stunned, a little confused.
At this moment, he heard Xie Xuanqing's voice changing the subject coming from beside him, and his thoughts instantly returned to his mind.
"It really didn't take long." After thinking for a while, Rong Jing lowered his eyes and said, "It's just a few protective formations. It's not a big deal."
Xie Xuanqing's smile faded slightly, and his tone seemed a little depressed: "Are you hungry, sir?"
It was as if he would really cry if Rong Jing said he was not hungry again.
Master Rong himself: “… a little bit.”
"Then I'll ask the kitchen to prepare something." Xie Xuanqing's smile suddenly became more sincere, "But it's a bit late now, so I can only make something easy to digest."
Rong Jing: “…Yeah.”
Seeing Xie Xuanqing turning around to find the kitchen, Rong Jing looked at the spirit-pointing pen in his hand, then looked at the bedroom which was almost done, thought about it, and decided to add a protective formation on the door.
After finishing the bedroom, Rong Jing remembered that Xie Xuanqing would probably stay in the villa for the next few days, so he frowned and pushed the door open to go out.
"Butler Chen."
Rong Jing stayed in the Xie family villa for so many days, and apart from his own room, he rarely set foot anywhere else.
He was just about to ask Butler Chen about the location of his study when he saw Xie Xuanqing, who had just returned from the kitchen, standing in front of Butler Chen. He could vaguely hear their conversation.
"...How long have you been in there?" Butler Chen repeated Xie Xuanqing's question and answered with some confusion, "About an hour."
More than an hour...that's not bad.
Xie Xuan nodded slightly, and saw Rong Jing pushing the door open and coming out of the room.
Unexpectedly, he actually went to find Butler Chen to ask Rong Jing: "..."
"Have you finished, sir?" Compared to Rong Jing's hesitation, Xie Xuanqing, who was caught, seemed to be more relaxed. "I asked the kitchen to cook some noodles, and we can eat them later."
He was so calm that it seemed as if Rong Jing was overthinking.
Rong Jing nodded hesitantly, then thought of something and looked at Butler Chen: "Where is the study?"
Butler Chen glanced at Rong Jing, then at Xie Xuanqing, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
I just finished my bedroom and now I have to go to the study...
But the patriarch himself didn't care. Butler Chen figured it out and said, "It's also on this floor. Mr. Rong, I'll take you there."
Xie Xuanqing naturally guessed what Rong Jing was going to do in the study.
In fact, he could have asked Xie Xuanqing to stay in the bedroom to deal with documents, but he chose to set up another formation in Xie Xuanqing's study.
The remaining bitterness in my heart was completely dispelled by Rong Jing's action.
Xie Xuan sighed softly and said, "Sir, there is no need to do this. I will just take care of things in the bedroom these few days."
The bedrooms on both sides are not small, and putting a table in there won’t look cramped. Why should Rong Jing spend so much time and energy on this?
His tone was gentle, but his attitude was firm. The noodles were ready in the kitchen, so Xie Xuan easily asked Butler Chen to go down first, while he stood there and looked at Rong Jing.
Rong Jing: “…”
That's fine.
Since Xie Xuanqing himself didn't care, Master Rong thought about it and decided not to waste his spiritual energy.
After releasing the spirit-pointing pen in his hand, Rong Jing remembered something and took out a small stack of talismans from the pocket of his home clothes. He gave three to Xie Xuanqing and handed the rest to housekeeper Chen, asking him to give one to each of the servants, chefs and drivers.
Then, he continued to instruct, "Put the other ones in these places outside the villa."
After briefly mentioning a few locations, Rong Jing stopped talking.
Although he didn't know whether the other party would be so cruel as to target the servants in the villa as well, but to take precautionary measures, Rong Jing's move added an extra layer of protection for the servants of the Xie family.
Butler Chen held the stack of soft and slightly warm talismans in his hand, his expression a little confused.
Although he already knew the identity of Master Rong Jing, he had never shown it to him directly. Now he suddenly handed him a few talismans...
Butler Chen was a little panicked.
"It's no big deal." Rong Jing saw through his thoughts at a glance and comforted him. "Just do as I say."
Whether it was Butler Chen or the other servants, Rong Jing had not seen any signs of disaster in the near future. Now that he gave them these talismans, it was just a precaution.
Butler Chen: "...Okay."
He bowed and hurried down to deal with the things arranged by Rong Jing. Xie Xuanqing had been standing aside and watching, and now he also spoke: "Sir, are you going down?"
"Yeah." Rong Jing raised his eyes and looked at him, then responded indifferently.
In fact, it wasn't that late, so in addition to asking the kitchen to cook noodles, Xie Xuanqing also prepared some side dishes and snacks, so the food on the table was quite rich.
The noodles are shredded eel noodles. The chicken soup is rich and fresh, the shredded eel is cut into thin strips, and the rich and sweet taste of the seafood sauce blends into the soup noodles. Just take a sip and the rich taste will fill your mouth.
The hot dim sum was lighter, consisting of a basket of shrimp dumplings that were obviously Cantonese style, a small dish of coconut crisps that were a specialty of southern Taiwan, and two small bowls of hot coconut milk.
Xie Xuanqing and Rong Jing sat opposite each other at the dining table. Rong Jing looked up at him, then took the chopsticks in front of him, picked up the chicken soup and eel noodles and took a bite.
Rong Jing didn't eat much at the birthday banquet of the head of the Lan family. In addition, he had just consumed a certain amount of spiritual energy. Now that he smelled the aroma of the food, he felt a little hungry.
Although he likes sweet and fresh flavors, he doesn't dislike this kind of soup noodles with a strong flavor. Especially since the Xie family's chef has been cooking for him recently, he actually knows his taste quite well. Although this bowl of eel noodles has a strong flavor, it tastes particularly satisfying.
His eyes lit up unconsciously, and Rong Jing picked up the coconut milk beside him and took a sip.
There is no sugar in the coconut milk, so it is not too sweet to drink, but it has a slight fragrance of the coconut itself, which just neutralizes the freshness of the eel noodles.
Even when eating noodles, Rong Jing's posture was natural and elegant. Xie Xuanqing had just eaten in the afternoon, so he was not that hungry. At this time, he also looked at Rong Jing a few more times.
As expected... I still prefer the sweet taste.
Xie Xuanqing looked at the coconut cake that Rong Jing avoided with his chopsticks after tasting only one piece, and couldn't help but let a smile flash across his eyes.
After eating a meal that wasn't quite dinner but couldn't be called a midnight snack either, Rong Jing smelled the faint scent of eel noodles on his body and got up to go back to his room to take a shower.
Xie Xuanqing quietly watched him stand up, and then when Rong Jing was about to go upstairs, he said, "Sir."
Rong Jing turned his head and looked down.
Xie Xuan smiled slightly: "...Good night."
"Yeah." Rong Jing didn't expect that he would stop her just for this sentence. After a faint response, he said, "...you too."
Xie Xuanqing heard this and a smile deepened on his lips.
In fact, he wanted to say something else, but Rong Jing's eyes were too clear and too bright under the light, so he didn't say it in the end.
He wanted to say, sir, if you are dreaming, can you not dream about that person and only dream about me?
...After all, he still cares a lot.
With a sigh in his heart, Xie Xuanqing stood up and returned to his room.
Butler Chen silently watched the interaction between the two, and vaguely guessed why the patriarch had asked them to take care of Rong Jing as he would take care of himself before Rong Jing came over: "..."
Apart from the other party's identity as a heavenly master, I'm afraid selfish motives played a big role.
After the master left, the servants quickly cleared the dishes away. Butler Chen rubbed his old waist, which was stretched a little from placing the talisman, and slowly returned to his room.
Xie Xuanqing's room is actually next to the room where Rong Jing lives now.
It was after he went upstairs and stood in front of the door that he could hear slight noises coming from the next room. Xie Xuanqing then had a subtle sense of reality. It seemed that he had unexpectedly... ended up living under the same roof with his husband.
Once this thought appeared in his mind, it could not be shaken off. Xie Xuanqing looked at the brown-red door again, then pushed open the door of his room and walked in.
Xie Xuanqing couldn't see the arrangements that Rong Jing had made in the room before, but the faint spiritual energy that permeated the air gave people a soothing, soft and silent feeling of comfort like a drizzle.
Xie Xuanqing was a little tense before he came in, but now he felt tired from the inside out.
Without thinking any more, he went to find a set of clothes, went into the bathroom to take a bath, then turned off the lights and went to sleep peacefully.
Have a good night.
In the next two days, Rong Jing set about fixing some other gaps in the villa.
As long as the Lan family does not have the means to bypass his protection, there should be no major problems with Xie Xuanqing or even the Xie family villa in the next few days.
During these few days, the special department has also collected enough things to exchange for the quota.
The formation diagrams and talismans that Rong Jing took out accounted for the majority, but although these formations and talismans he gave out were precious, a careful study would reveal that the effects of these things were useless, and if one's strength was insufficient, one would not even be able to completely restore the formation.
Although the Lan family had obtained a lot of things from the statue before, these formations and talismans appeared to be extremely complicated and powerful. After they had identified their authenticity, they handed the quota certificates to the people in the special department.
They were a few jade plates as white as mutton-fat jade, but different from the warmth of mutton-fat jade. They looked bright but cold, with runes as tiny as mosquitoes and flies engraved on them. They looked extremely mysterious... and cold.
These are clearly a few life-gathering cards.
Today, the Lan family has dropped even the superficial effort and has blatantly placed the evidence related to themselves and the life-exchanging array in front of the special department.
When Zhou Songyun saw these life-gathering tiles, he was so angry that he slammed the table hard: "How dare they... How dare they!"
Once the life-changing formation is released, how many people's lives and fortunes will be affected?
It would be fine if the other party really just took away a bit of fate and luck, but their behavior became more and more greedy as time went by——
In the Xibeijiang Bridge and the High-tech Base, in order to seize the best fate and luck, they killed dozens of lives and brought nearly a hundred people to the brink of death.
They committed such a heinous crime, and now they dare to put their involvement in the life-changing array directly in front of the special department? !
Even though they knew that this was a provocation from the Lan family, the people from the special department were still filled with anger, and no one tried to persuade Zhou Songyun to calm down.
Rong Jing also had a cold expression on his face. His slender fingertips gently rubbed the life-gathering token. His movements were obviously very gentle, but they made people's hearts jump violently.
"Sir, are you going out?" Xie Xuanqing put on the black jade that Rong Jing gave him, looked at Rong Jing standing in the living room, and asked slowly.
"Yeah." Rong Jing came back to his senses, looked at his figure that was vaguely stained by the talisman and even had a bit of spiritual energy on his evil spirit, and replied.
Xie Xuanqing did not stop him.
After being together for so long, he already knew Rong Jing's personality. At this moment, he looked at Rong Jing deeply and said, "Then I'll wait for you at home."
The car from the special department that came to pick people up had already stopped outside the door. Xie Xuan walked over and gently smoothed Rong Jing's slightly folded collar, then continued in a low voice: "Be sure to come back safely, sir."
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