Rong Qingqing's mind was focused on the door, wondering how she would get back, so she didn't remember that she had used the chopsticks.
She was quite certain that a hand had touched her neck in the yard just now, and that hand was unusually cold. Would a normal person's hand be that cold?
She was certain that it was not her imagination.
In the past, she would not have believed in ghosts and gods, but now that she had transmigrated into a book and arrived in this era, she often wondered if ghosts and gods did exist in the unseen world.
The feeling she had just experienced was so vivid that she still felt uneasy. What if the ghost was still in the yard if she went out now?
Thinking of this, she shuddered.
Looking at the man quietly eating noodles under the lamplight, she couldn't help but sit down in the chair as well.
Xie Jingrun is so violent, yet he controls the imperial prison, his hands are stained with blood, and his temperament is so tyrannical. Those ghosts certainly wouldn't dare to approach him.
She already had an idea in mind.
Seeing that she hadn't left after all this time and had even sat down, Xie Jingrun frowned, tapped the table with his finger, and reminded her, "It's getting late, why don't you hurry back?"
Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing immediately smiled and said cautiously, "My lord, after you finish your noodles, could you please take me home?"
Xie Jingrun was taken aback, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Are you scared?"
Rong Qingqing initially wanted to deny it, but after thinking about it, she decided to admit it directly, "Yes, so please escort me back to Qinfang Garden, Your Highness." If she didn't admit it, what other excuse could she use to ask him to escort her back? So she decided not to pretend.
Xie Jingrun glanced at her, somewhat disdainfully, "Why are you so timid? There are no ghosts in this world, what's there to be afraid of?"
“But I just encountered it.” Rong Qingqing said, unable to resist flattering him, “Your Excellency is mighty and extraordinary, a reincarnation of an immortal, with abundant yang energy. Even if there are ghosts, they would not dare to approach you. So please, Your Excellency, take care of me and personally escort me back to Qinfang Garden so that I may be spared from being haunted by evil spirits.” After saying this, she looked at him with hopeful eyes.
Upon hearing this, Xie Jingrun's expression froze. He deeply wondered if he had used too much force and frightened her too much. She was actually talking nonsense.
He coughed lightly, trying to keep his tone gentle, "There are no ghosts, don't be afraid."
Rong Qingqing's mind was on the "ghost" in the courtyard, so she didn't notice his tone. "Your Excellency doesn't know how cold that ghost's hands were. How could a normal person's hands be so cold? Moreover, when that ghost appeared, there was no sound at all, so I'm very sure that it was a ghost."
Xie Jingrun: "..."
His constitution was naturally cold, and his hands and feet were usually colder than others. In addition, he had just taken a bath before she came over, so his hands were naturally icy. Also, she didn't have any internal energy, so of course she couldn't sense his presence.
"I've already told you there are no ghosts, are you ever going to stop?" he said impatiently.
Rong Qingqing's gaze fell on the bowl in front of him. Seeing that there was only soup left, she stood up and said, "My lord, you just ate so much, you need to exercise to digest it. You can also take me back to help with digestion."
Xie Jingrun frowned and glanced at her, somewhat displeased. When did he eat so much? She had eaten a large bite of it, leaving hardly any.
However, upon meeting the girl's deep, dark eyes, he hesitated for a moment before standing up. "Taking you home isn't out of the question..."
"Please give me your orders, Lord Marquis," Rong Qingqing said solemnly.
"I still have some official documents to process in my study. Grind the ink for me," Xie Jingrun said calmly.
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