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

Watching Ren Fengjue's departing figure, Xia Ximo's gaze paused slightly.

Then, she lowered her eyes to look at the lotus lantern in her hand, and saw one of the lotus petals tremble slightly, and a white halo flashed by.

The voice of the lamp spirit, Wuyou, suddenly rang in her ears: "You were terrified! If that man hadn't saved you, you'd be reporting to the Netherworld by now!"

"Didn't you ever think about the consequences of your soul dissipating?"

Xia Ximo remained indifferent, seemingly unconcerned about his soul being scattered.

"..."

Worry-Free choked, and couldn't help but suspect that the Underworld had chosen this soul ferryman simply to punish it...

"Zhu Yan's three souls have returned to their rightful place. You should go and help her body to be cleansed and sent on her way."

Hearing this, Xia Ximo replied, "I know."

Hearing this, Yu Lang, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but look at her and asked in confusion, "Miss Xia, are you talking to me?"

"no."

After replying to him, Xia Ximo turned and walked in the opposite direction from Ren Fengjue.

Yu Lang actually had many more questions to ask, but seeing her walking so fast, he couldn't help but pause and be stunned.

I thought to myself, these two do have an amazing understanding of each other at certain times.

Around 7:00 AM, constables from the local government office came to help Yu Lang close the case.

Because Ren Fengjue was in charge, a case that usually takes ten days to half a month to go to trial was resolved in just half a day.

The murder of painter Zhu Yan has been identified as Ren Dongxing, the young master of Jinxiu Clothing Manor.

After the case was made public, it caused an uproar, and opinions were divided.

Some people praised Ren Dongxing, the young master of Jinxiu Clothing Store, for his years of lording over the Marquis of Renxuan's mansion, but unexpectedly he was ultimately brought down by the mansion.

Young Marquis Ren Fengjue was indeed incorruptible, and the title of "Living Yama" was well-deserved.

Some people questioned why the case was reopened after the person had been dead for over a year and the murderer was also dead. They wondered what the intention was.

We're supposed to be from the same clan, how can they not even show this much respect?

As dusk fell and they walked back to the manor, Ren Fengjue remained unfazed by the occasional whispers drifting from outside the carriage.

Yu Lang, sitting to the side, wished he could jump out of the car and argue with the person.

"These people really know how to nitpick. The case we spent all night working on is turned into something with ulterior motives in their mouths?"

"Don't they even consider how they would feel if something like this happened to them one day, and no one stood up for them?"

"Such short-sightedness, only knowing how to indulge in empty talk!"

Upon hearing this, Ren Fengjue smiled and said, "Since ancient times, it has always been officials who are considerate of the people. However, they can only see one side of things, and it is inevitable that they will be biased. Why bother arguing with them?"

"Besides, the credit for this case doesn't go to me; it's Yu Shaoqing who really worked hard."

Feeling pleased with Lord Ren's praise, Yu Lang leaned lazily against the carriage wall and replied, "It wasn't tiring at all; on the contrary, I learned a lot."

"I never believed in ghosts before, but now I think it might actually be true."

Ren Fengjue didn't want to respond to this, so he deliberately lifted the carriage curtain to admire the street scenery.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Yu Lang knew it was hopeless.

Given Lord Ren's personality, if he doesn't want to talk about something, you won't get an answer even if you keep asking him until you get to the bottom of it.

Of course, he was also very tactful and immediately changed his tone, turning the topic back to Xia Ximo.

"There's one more thing, which I wanted to ask you at the clothing store."

"How did Miss Xia find out about Zhu Yan's matter?"

"The person has been dead for a year, and she's only just arrived in the capital, yet she possesses such extraordinary abilities?"

When Xia Ximo was mentioned, Ren Fengjue's gaze paused slightly, and a subtle feeling arose in his heart.

He frankly said, "That's what I can't understand either. Perhaps that woman really does have some extraordinary abilities."

Upon hearing Lord Ren's meaningful remark, Yu Lang couldn't help but tease him, "I don't know if she has any extraordinary qualities, but I'm afraid there's no other woman in the capital with such courage as her."

In short, we are a perfect match.

"..."

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As the bones on the ground turned to dust, the Soul-Crossing Lamp in Xia Ximo's hand trembled slightly.

A tiny glimmer of light circled the thirty-two lotus petals before finally dissipating at the wick.

This also symbolizes that a soul that died unjustly has entered the Yellow Springs and gone to the underworld.

At this, a hint of emotion finally appeared in Xia Ximo's usually calm and collected eyes.

Upon returning to the Ren residence, there was an extra maidservant in the guest room of the east courtyard. She was someone Ren Fengjue had specially transferred from the Marquis's mansion to serve him personally.

"My name is Tianqing. I grew up in the Marquis's mansion. During the time the young Marquis was in the mansion, I was in charge of his daily life."

"The young master instructed that from now on, I will be in charge of the young lady's food and daily life. If the young lady needs anything, she can just tell me."

Xia Ximo glanced at the person in front of him.

She was wearing a light blue jacket, with her hair styled in a simple and neat bun. Her face was plain, but her eyes were very bright and lively.

It's clear he's a decent servant.

but…

"I don't need anyone to wait on me."

Xia Ximo walked right past her. "Ren Fengjue should know that I'm only staying for a few days."

Upon hearing the other party address the young marquis by his name, a hint of surprise flashed across Tianqing's eyes.

But she quickly regained her composure and replied gracefully, "It's alright, as long as you stay, I will serve you for every day."

Xia Ximo was about to refuse again when her gaze swept over the room, which was filled with items.

In addition to clothing and jewelry, various cosmetics and other items for young women were also added, making it a comprehensive collection.

Tianqing explained, "These are all items that I, your servant, have prepared according to the daily needs of noble ladies in the capital. The clothes are from Jinxiu Clothing Shop, the jewelry and headdresses are from Cuihua Hall, and the rouge and face powder are from Tianxiang Pavilion..."

"..."

Just hearing the names of these items made Xia Ximo impatient, and he uttered, "Troublesome."

"It's no trouble at all."

Tianqing remained standing to the side with her head bowed, respectfully replying, "Miss, you only need to state your thoughts, and I will handle everything."

Hearing this, Xia Ximo stopped responding, found an empty chair, sat down, and began to close her eyes to rest.

Seeing this, Tianqing took it as tacit approval, and immediately rolled up his sleeves and began to quietly tidy up.

As someone from a noble family, he not only knew the rules but was also quick and efficient. In no time, he had properly arranged all the items.

So when Xia Ximo opened her eyes again, she saw that the once empty guest room had been completely transformed. Although there were many items, it did not look cluttered or crowded; on the contrary, it looked very comfortable.

Tian Qing lit the candles and walked respectfully to Xia Ximo: "Miss Xia, the arrangements are mostly complete. You can add more items according to your preferences, such as incense burners, paintings, name cards, or jade ornaments..."

Xia Ximo, however, acted as if it were none of his business: "You do what you think is best, no need to ask me."