Mingsu couldn't help laughing, "How could a poor monk harm her?"

Feng Qing's lips raised slightly, "I will believe you just once."

The candle flame was extinguished and flickering with light. Feng Qing lowered his head, his long hair falling down, and the candle flame reflected in his eyes, twinkling with a strange light.

He stood up, and as his sleeves rubbed against each other, he made a small sound, "Bald Donkey, do you think what I did before was considered wasted effort?"

Mingsu raised his eyebrows slightly, "You have lived for too long, are you dead?"

Feng Qing heard this and sat across from him, "Old man, you are much younger than me."

Mingsu put down the book in his hand helplessly, "Everything in this world has its destiny at every step, so there is no such thing as wasted effort."

"The Xie family, even if you don't support her, you will have to do it sooner or later." He looked at Feng Qing, "The Xie family is destined to get involved. They have owed her a debt, and they should pay it back."

He looked a little more distant, "In this world, there is no reason why debts cannot be repaid. Cause and effect must have a cycle after all."

Feng Qing lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, his eyes glowing like fine glass, "I understand."

——

It's late at night and the moon is high in the sky. It's another sleepless night for Xie's family tonight.

Yesterday afternoon, Mr. Xie's body was found. For a moment, Mr. Xie became furious.

But no matter how they investigated, all they found was that they were dead and banditry.

The second wife of the Xie family lost their head of family all at once. For them, it was more devastating than the sky falling.

The death of the second master of the Xie family seems to be foreshadowing something. The Xie family, which has always been united, seems to be quietly changing.

——

The storm was about to come, and Xie Zhao also learned about the death of his second uncle in the letter he received.

There was a hint of worry between her brows, her hand unconsciously touched her belly, and there was finally a hint of worry in her eyes.

——

Xie Chongguang folded the letters and finally broke away from love. The usually upright and gentle young man now looked a little more serious.

"Sir." The little book boy said in a worried tone.

Xie Chongguang came back to his senses, "Nothing." He rubbed the letter paper with his fingers, "Bring me a piece of paper."

He raised his pen and landed on the letter word by word.

After folding the letter, Xie Chongguang stood up and went out.

Meng Fangyan played with the letter in her hand, her eyes a little more playful.

Xie Chongguang left Kyoto that night and headed towards the location of Xie's family.

"Sir, be careful." The book boy exclaimed from behind.

Xie Chongguang turned around and saw a sharp sword coming. He tried to block it with both hands, but was knocked away.

The sound of the carriage sounded, and the attack directed at his fatal wound was avoided. Upon seeing this, the man immediately tried to attack a second time.

"Who is acting so arrogantly here?" A low voice shouted.

Then a group of guards appeared, and one of them immediately protected Xie Chongguang behind him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man turned around and was about to escape, but was caught by Ye Shu who was accompanying him.

"The young master was frightened." Ye Shu waved his hand, and the guards pushed him down.

Xie Chongguang was helped up, "Who is that?"

"It should be for the young master. Please ask the young master to come with us." Ye Shu said.

Xie Chongguang had some doubts in his heart. They seemed to be trying to prevent him from leaving.

While he was thinking about it, a voice sounded, "Commander Ye, you're not feeling well yet."

The voice was as ethereal as clouds and smoke, ringing softly in my ears.

Xie Chongguang's pupils tightened and he saw a woman wearing a curtain walking slowly towards him.
Chapter completed!