Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

Inside the East Warm Pavilion, apart from Rong Shu, all the maids and servants looked up and exchanged glances upon hearing the words "letter of annulment."

Everyone looked surprised.

Seeing this, Rong Shu quietly dismissed everyone below and closed the door behind her.

Ren Fengjue knew that this matter had dragged on for so long, and it was time for a resolution.

But he still looked at Ren Xuan: "Father, do you agree to this?"

Ren Xuan pondered for a moment before saying, "I thought about it all night and I think what you said before was right. This matter of 'arranged marriage in the womb' is indeed unfair."

"Since... Xi Mo doesn't want to marry you, I have nothing to say."

Ren Fengjue felt that these words sounded strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong with them.

He then looked at Madam Rong: "What does Mother think?"

Madam Rong sighed softly before saying, "I truly like Ximo's straightforward nature, but marriage is something that cannot be forced. Therefore, I have nothing to say."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Ren Fengjue realized that something was wrong.

These are words he said before, but now they're coming out of their mouths.

It turns out that it wasn't that the logic was flawed, but rather that it "didn't work" for him.

He paused for a moment, then glanced at Xia Ximo across from him, his lips twitching slightly.

"In that case, this letter of annulment..."

Write it now.

Xia Ximo got up and took the pen, ink and paper that Rong Shu had prepared earlier from the table next to him.

They were handed to Ren Fengjue together.

Looking at these things, his feelings were somewhat complicated.

But under the watchful eyes of three pairs of eyes, he still slowly picked up his pen.

A letter of annulment is not a divorce; it can be concise and to the point, conveying its meaning in just a few words.

Ren Fengjue often picked up a pen, but he had never been so "speechless" as he was now.

After holding back for a while, they finally brought this sixteen-year-long engagement to a close.

As I signed my name, a faint sense of regret washed over me…

"Miss Xia."

Ren Fengjue handed over the document with the written text in black and white.

When Xia Ximo reached out to take it, she surprisingly said two words to him: "Thank you."

This must have been the first time he had ever heard those two words from her.

Unexpectedly, it happened in this kind of setting.

No need for thanks.

Suppressing the indescribable emotions in his heart, Ren Fengjue said to her in a relaxed manner, "Miss Xia, if you need anything from me or the Marquis's mansion in the future, just let me know."

"Um."

The moment Xia Ximo received the "letter of annulment," she immediately felt the "realness" of the physical sensation.

That feeling makes your feet feel more real on the ground, and your limbs and bones instantly regain warmth.

With clear senses and a sharp mind, one's perception and understanding become clear.

It makes you more sensitive to bodily sensations and emotional changes.

This is what it feels like after the soul and body merge.

Wuyou couldn't help but rejoice for her in the lamplight, "That's wonderful! You've fulfilled Xia Ximo's last wish, and now you've truly obtained this body."

This also means that from this moment on, she can be said to have fully possessed this body.

Although the engagement was called off, Madam Rong still wanted Xia Ximo to stay at the mansion a little longer.

Ren Fengjue, remembering that Yan Zhengchu and Yu Lang were still at the mansion, went to the guest room in the North Garden to find them.

Yu Shaoqing was annoyed because he had been unconscious after being invaded by the evil energy of the ghost last night and had missed what happened in the illusion.

But when he saw Lord Ren, he found that the other man looked even more dejected than he did.

He suddenly became interested again and said, "Did Lord Ren have another argument with Miss Xia this morning?"

Ren Fengjue frowned slightly when he heard him use the word "again".

"The way you put it makes it sound like I often have disagreements with her."

Yu Lang smiled and said, "It's not that often. The last time I saw you was the morning I learned of Zheng Daoyuan's death."

He remembers it perfectly.

This made Ren Fengjue think about it carefully.

But he quickly realized, "What nonsense! That's utter rubbish."

Yu Lang, however, retorted confidently, "I'm not making this up; Guan Yue has already seen through it."

"..."

"But what's going on today?"

Ren Fengjue glanced at him, not wanting to bring up the matter at all, and only asked, "Where did Daoist Yan go? Why isn't he in the guest room?"

Yu Lang replied, "He said he wanted to go for a walk on the other side of the lake."

湖？

Ren Fengjue immediately thought of Nanchuan Academy.

I imagine that's the place he really wants to see.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered the "sword" that the ghost had mentioned last night.

Could Yan Zhengchu know something about it?

While pondering, I temporarily put aside the frustration that I had nowhere to relieve.

Ren Fengjue planned to visit Nanchuan Academy as well, and Yu Lang, seeing this, quickly followed behind him.

When the two arrived at Tingxue Lake in the back garden, Yan Zhengchu was nowhere to be seen by the lake.

Just as Ren Fengjue predicted.

At this moment, Master Yan was standing in front of the Nanchuan Academy gate in a daze, but he did not go in.

Even without going inside, he could still sense the presence of his junior uncle, Ren Yao.

Thinking back to Yunhe Mountain, which was gradually declining, it was only because of the emergence of a brilliant and talented person like Ren Yao that it was remembered by the world again...

And with his "disappearance," Yunhe Mountain fell silent once again.

Yan Zhengchu stood in front of Nanchuan Academy for a long time until Ren Fengjue and Yu Lang arrived, which brought him back to his senses.

"Master Yan, let's go inside and take a look together."

Ren Fengjue seemed to see right through him, and without asking any questions, walked ahead on his own.

In the morning, A-Dong came to see him and said that he saw a strange woman come out of Beiyuan last night. He followed her all the way here, but she suddenly disappeared.

Based on his description, this person is very likely Manager Bai.

Is it possible that she came here also for her uncle's sword?

Yan Zhengchu was initially afraid to enter.

But then I thought, since we've already entered the Marquis's residence and met the Marquis, why not add another one to the Nanchuan Courtyard?

Let's go back and apologize to our master together.

Ren Fengjue pushed open the courtyard gate, and everything was exactly as he remembered, without the slightest change.

More than a decade has passed.

The Marquis's residence has undergone several renovations over the years.

The Marquis has grown old, and so has he.

Only Nanchuan Academy has remained unchanged for ten years.

Yan Zhengchu and Yu Lang, who were following behind, exclaimed in admiration at the room full of things that "looked like both Buddhist artifacts and toys".

What kind of mind could come up with such an ingenious design?

Yan Zhengchu treasured each of the magical artifacts as if they were priceless treasures, exclaiming, "Wonderful..."

Ren Fengjue smiled at him: "If you like them, Daoist Master, why not choose a couple that suit your taste..."

"really?"

Yan Zhengchu's eyes lit up. He took a fancy to a delicate and exquisite jade gourd with the Bagua symbol. He wanted to take it, but then stopped: "Never mind, if I take it, I'm afraid I'll get scolded even more when I get back."

Ren Fengjue directly stuffed the jade gourd into his hands, saying, "These things are just 'pearls covered in dust' if left here. It would be better to give them to the Daoist Master so that they can be put to good use."

Hearing this, Yan Zhengchu happily accepted the gifts.

Taking this opportunity, Ren Fengjue asked, "Daoist Master, do you know if my uncle has a sword?"