Rong Xuanya's voice echoed in the hall, filled with anger and worry, as if it was going to shatter the entire hall. But Xue Lian seemed exceptionally calm. He shook his head slightly and replied nonchalantly:
"Sister Xuan Ya, you don't have to be so excited. Master naturally has her own considerations when she went to see Master Xiao. We don't need to interfere too much."
Yourong Xuanya was so angry that she was shaking all over, her chest heaving up and down, her eyes full of confusion and disappointment.
"Lian'er, I find that you have changed. What have you experienced in these hundreds of years?" There was a slight tremor in her voice, as if she was trying hard to suppress the pain in her heart.
Xue Lian slowly stood up and walked to Yourong Xuanya with an elegant step. He stretched out his hand and pinched Yourong Xuanya's chin. This sudden action scared Yourong Xuanya. She tried to push Xue Lian away, but found that her strength was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and it was useless.
"What's going on? Lian'er, you didn't lose your cultivation? You actually lied to me?"
Yourong Xuanya widened her eyes and looked at Xue Lian in disbelief.
The corners of Xue Lian's mouth rose slightly, revealing a mysterious smile.
"What did you go through? It was just some hardships. Sister Xuan Ya, don't think too much. We still have to manage the sect well, don't you think?" His voice was soft but firm, as if there was an invisible force that was irresistible.
After saying this, Xue Lian stared at Yourong Xuanya's eyes, as if he wanted to see through her pupils what she was thinking deep inside. In an instant, Yourong Xuanya's eyes also turned scarlet, and a faint butterfly mark appeared between her eyebrows. The butterfly mark flashed a faint light, as if telling some secret.
Afterwards, Yourong Xuanya stood there silently, as if all her vitality had been drained away, like a lifeless sculpture. Her eyes were empty and confused, as if her soul had been lost in her deep eyes, leaving only an endless void. The atmosphere in the hall also became more solemn because of her silence, as if a heavy boulder was pressing on everyone's heart, making people feel depressed and uneasy.
He carefully pressed Yourong Xuanya down on the seat, fearing to disturb this fragile "sculpture". Then, he whispered softly in her ear, his voice as gentle as the spring breeze, but with a firm strength.
"Sister, I will let you get what you want, status, strength, and Xiao Ning..."
When Yourong Xuanya heard the word "Xiao Ning", her originally empty eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam of light, like a shooting star across the dark night sky. Her fingers trembled slightly, as if she wanted to grab something, but soon she regained her composure, as if the glimmer of light was just a momentary illusion. The hall fell into deathly silence again.
In the Xia Mansion, Xiao Ning was brought to her own courtyard by Xia Ling. A thin girl wearing simple maid clothes was seen pacing anxiously in the courtyard. Her face was full of worry and fear, as if some disaster would befall her in the next moment.
When she saw Xia Ling and Xiao Ning coming back, the girl felt relieved and hurriedly ran to them.
"Miss, you are scaring me to death! If you don't come back, Madam will throw me into the well!" The girl cried bitterly and kept muttering to herself, her voice full of fear and grievance.
Xia Ling tapped her forehead lightly and scolded her, "Can't you see there are guests here? You're yelling and making noises, how can you behave so badly!"
After the girl realized her own misconduct, she hastily turned her gaze towards Xiao Ning. However, when her eyes touched Xiao Ning's face, she couldn't help but feel a little scared, but she still tried to control her emotions, bowed deeply, and said softly: "I'm sorry, sir, I, Xiaoying, have met you!"
Xiao Ning did not look down on Xiao Ying because of her identity. He showed a gentle smile on his face, returned the greeting, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "I am Xiao... no, Ning Que, and I will be Miss Xia's bodyguard in the future."
His voice seems to have a special magic that makes people feel good about him.
Xiaoying was surprised when she heard Xiao Ning's voice. The voice was as beautiful as the sound of nature, which formed a sharp contrast with his ugly appearance. This contrast made her feel very strange.
Then, Xia Chan took Xiao Ning's hand and went to a guest room. Xiao Ning looked around and saw that the room was very clean and tidy, and it was obvious that someone cleaned it regularly.
"Okay, this is your room from now on. If you need anything, just tell me or find Xiaoying." Xia Chan said with a smile.
Xiao Ning nodded in response, and suddenly, his chest began to move slightly. It turned out that Er Ning had just woken up, and it had been lying quietly in Xiao Ning's clothes. Xia Chan looked at Er Ning curiously, with a happy light in his eyes.
"What is this little guy? Why have I never seen this species before?" Xia Chan asked curiously.
"I'm not too sure. I came across it by chance and named it Erning." Xiao Ning explained.
Erning is very cute, with a layer of fine scales on its back, which is shining with a faint light, and looks very lovable. Xia Chan and Xiaoying were attracted by Erning's cute appearance and couldn't help wanting to tease this little guy. Seeing this, Xiao Ning smiled and took Erning out from his chest and handed it to them.
"Don't worry, it won't bite." Xiao Ning said softly.
Xia Chan carefully took Erning, held it tightly in her arms, and gently stroked its back.
"Hehe, so good!" Xia Chan laughed happily.
Then, Xia Chan and Xiao Ying started to play with Er Ning, sometimes scratching Er Ning's chin, sometimes touching its scales with their fingers, and Er Ning made cheerful noises, seeming to enjoy the care and happiness.
Xiao Ning sat quietly on the bed, looking at the warm scene in front of him with gentle eyes. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, a faint smile appeared, and his heart was filled with warmth and tranquility.
He began to think about his future life. At present, he had agreed to become Xia Chan's bodyguard, and he did need to find a place suitable for long-term residence to concentrate on cultivation. Time was running out, and there was less and less time left for himself. Deep in his heart, there was a sense of urgency that urged him to keep moving forward.
Unknown to him, a graceful figure was searching for him. She was graceful and light-footed, like a fairy descending from the earth. The butterfly between her eyebrows was looming, and her eyes were scarlet, revealing a kind of persistence, as if she was pursuing the most important thing in her life.
She exuded an intimidating aura, a powerful aura that could not be intimidated. She kept whispering:
"Ning'er, my Ning'er, my husband, I'm here to find you..."
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