"No, there is no record in history books. I have studied antiques over the years, made friends from all walks of life, and heard what they said."

Especially those friends who are tomb raiders.

Most of the information they learned was passed down orally and was not recorded in historical books.

Shangguan Qing understood.

If the dagger was given by General Shangguan to the enemy general, the dagger recognized her as its master a thousand years ago.

Does that mean she is the enemy general?

etc......

She has been a male for thousands of years?

Why the more I study, the more confused I get...

"Do you know any other information about General Shangguan? For example, his full name, his wife or parents, or the king he serves."

Even if we cannot find this mysterious General Shangguan in history books, we can always find his king.

Mr. Ye shook his head.

"I'm not sure. Some tomb robbers tried hard to investigate this general before, but they found nothing. The more mysterious something is, the more interested it is in tomb robbers. But after so many years, no one has found his tomb."

It was as if this person did not exist and disappeared out of thin air.

Shangguan Qing's eyes drooped, feeling a little lost.

Old Master Ye gave her an idea, "Besides the serious history professors, the people who study history the most are tomb robbers. You can ask them, maybe you will get something unexpected."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Ye." She thanked him with a polite smile.

"Master Netherworld, since you owe me a favor, I want you to promise me something."

"You said, as long as it's within the scope of what I can do."

Mr. Ye hesitated for a moment, as if he was thinking.

"Chu Zhou is a very simple and innocent person. I want you to protect him for the rest of his life and give him a good place to go in his next life."

After checking a lot of information about the underworld, he knew that the Underworld was in charge of the life and death records of mortals. This request was a piece of cake for Shangguan Qing.

"Okay, I promise you, I will pay you back as your grandson."

Her tone was sincere and firm.

"Thank you, your Excellency." Old Master Ye stood up and bowed slightly to her.

......

The two of them walked out of the study one after the other.

Ye Chuzhou stayed in the living room with his hands on his hips, pacing back and forth with a frown on his face, feeling anxious.

There are teeth marks on the joints of his index fingers.

He heard the study door open and hurried forward.

"Grandpa, Shangguan Qing, how are you guys... communicating?" He looked uneasy.

In fact, he wanted to ask whether Shangguan Qing had been scolded by his grandfather.

Shangguan Qing patted him on the shoulder and reassured him.

She turned sideways and looked at Mr. Ye, smiling and saying, "My husband is coming to pick me up. I'll leave first. We'll see each other sometime."

"Okay, you're welcome to visit me next time." Mr. Ye also responded with a smile.

Ye Chuzhou, who was standing next to him, looked confused.

Aren't there a lot of tension between the two people who just met? They became friends so quickly.

Shangguan Qing didn't stay any longer, and Ye Chuzhou walked her out of the community.

Just as the two of them walked to the gate of the community, a Rolls-Royce happened to park on the side of the road.

She recognized the familiar figure in the back seat as Cheng Ji.

"He's here." Shangguan Qing looked at his figure with a smile on his face.

Ye Chuzhou felt upset and spoke with a sour tone, "Is he good to you? Is it worth it for you to marry him so soon?"

Shangguan Qing retracted his gaze and looked up at Ye Chuzhou, "It is destined by God that he can only be by my side, and I can only be by his side."

No one is more suitable for the immortal Gushaxi than her.

No one is more suitable than him to be the Lord of the Underworld who cannot be reincarnated and has no memories.

Ye Chuzhou was convinced by the four words she said: "It's destined by God."

"He has been waiting for a long time, Dr. Ye, you will also meet your destiny." Shangguan Qing said with a smile.

After saying that, she walked quickly towards the luxury car on the side of the road.

The man opened the door for her and she got in and sat next to him.

Just looking at their profiles from a distance, they are so well matched.

He stood at the entrance of the community and sneered at himself, "What am I expecting from two people who are so suitable for each other?"

In the car.

Cheng Ji's aura was low.

Since she got into the car, he opened the door for her, helped her tidy up her clothes and hair, but he didn't say a word.

The corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and he was obviously annoyed.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked softly.

"It's okay." Cheng Ji looked out the window, his mood still low.

Shangguan Qing wasn't sure what he was thinking, so he didn't ask any more questions.

The two of them sat quietly in the back seat. Li Yang sat in the driving seat, and from time to time he would look through the rearview mirror at the two people quarreling.

Alas, it’s hard to see my own CEO being jealous but not saying anything.

The boss lady is a straight woman and can't understand what he is thinking.

When the two of them are together, it feels like the genders of man and woman are reversed.

Forget it, he still has to assist Mr. Cheng.

"Ms. Shangguan, just now Mr. Cheng saw you and Dr. Ye talking and laughing in the car. He might be curious about what you were talking about."

Hearing this, Shangguan Qing glanced sideways at Cheng Ji.

There was a kind of surprise of sudden realization, "Are you jealous?"

Although it was a rhetorical question, there was certainty in his tone.

Cheng Ji was stubborn and refused to admit it. "No, my mouth is just tired and I can't speak."

"Pfft!" She couldn't help laughing, her eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles, "Okay, I talked to his grandfather for a long time today, and he said he would come to visit next time."

"You did it on purpose!" Cheng Ji couldn't bear it anymore and complained in a loud voice.

"Is your mouth not tired now? Are you willing to talk?" she asked back with a teasing expression.

Cheng Ji pouted like a child throwing a tantrum.

A man stays young until he dies, and that's just what he is like now.

Shangguan Qing held his hand, moved closer to him, tilted her head slightly and looked at him, her eyes full of tenderness.

Cheng Ji lowered his eyes and glanced at her, then turned his head away in anger.

"His grandfather and I knew each other before, so we exchanged a few pleasantries." She saw that his brows had softened a little, and then she continued, "Just now, Doctor Ye asked me if it was worth getting married to you so early."

This time he chose to look her in the eye, his eyes full of curiosity and anticipation, "What did you say?"

"I said..." She smiled and scratched his nose teasingly, "I won't tell you."

Cheng Ji was a little annoyed and felt that he was being fooled by her.

He turned over and trapped her between his body and the seat.

His tone was tough and mixed with a hint of grievance, "I'll tell you, how did you answer him?"

Shangguan Qing raised his arm and placed it on his shoulder, still smiling, his eyes and brows as gentle as a spring breeze.

Seeing that she was silent, Cheng Ji leaned over, pried open her lips, and attacked her wantonly with a sense of punishment.

Inside the car, hot breaths intertwined and lingered.

The air around became ambiguous.

He supported the back of the seat with one hand and held her slender waist with the other, breathing rapidly and restrainedly.

"Tell me, okay, baby." His voice suddenly became hoarse, low and magnetic.

Shangguan Qing's face flushed, and his index finger gently stroked his thin lips.

She opened her thin lips slightly, and said in an intimate and charming voice, "I said, you and I are destined to be together."

After saying this, she raised her lively eyes, as if silently telling him:

She belonged to him.

Suddenly, Cheng Ji's heart stopped beating regularly, like a runaway deer about to jump out of his chest. His eyes were dull and his brain was blank.

He leaned forward and lowered his head again, his movements gentle and caring.