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

Zhuang You suddenly fainted.

Just a second ago, she was angrily rebuking the Golden Feather Guards for arresting people, and the next second she fainted without warning.

Those who had been watching the commotion quickly retreated, fearing they might be implicated.

Only the manager and staff of Tianxiang Pavilion had no choice but to go forward and investigate the situation.

When Pei Yong heard that Zhuang You was in trouble, his expression changed and he had no choice but to rush upstairs to rescue him.

The scene was chaotic at one point.

Taking advantage of the crowd dispersing and the Golden Feather Guards being unable to attend to the situation, Xia Ximo pulled Tian Qing and walked out of Tianxiang Pavilion without looking back.

On the way back to the Ren residence, Tian Qing was still filled with excitement, and his admiration for Xia Ximo was palpable.

"Miss Xia, you are truly courageous. That Miss Zhuang is known for being fearless and notoriously unruly in the capital..."

"Over the years, no one has ever dared to confront her directly, and no one has ever made her suffer a setback..."

"But today..."

As she spoke, she seemed to realize something was amiss.

Although the anger was released.

But for Xia Ximo, offending Zhuang You in the capital was not a good thing.

Moreover, if the other party wants to retaliate later, it will only be a troublesome matter.

On second thought, I'm not afraid.

Young Master Ren values ​​Miss Xia so highly, he certainly won't stand idly by.

As long as the young marquis can step in, there is no problem in the capital that cannot be resolved.

While she was lost in thought, Xia Ximo spoke up: "Your face is swollen, go back and put some medicine on it."

Tianqing was immediately stunned.

She didn't know how to describe how she felt at that moment.

I've only known Miss Xia for a few days, yet she's been so protective of me in public...

"I...I'm fine, Miss Xia!"

Tianqing's nose suddenly felt a little sore, and he slowly lowered his head, feeling a little guilty. "Actually, if it weren't for me today, you wouldn't have had to offend Miss Zhuang."

"She hit you first."

Xia Ximo stated the facts coldly, her tone still devoid of any emotion.

Tianqing sniffed, but smiled broadly.

Xia Ximo glanced at her, wondering why she was smiling so happily.

Human emotions are always complex, but she didn't want to delve into them.

Right now, all she has to do is complete her mission in the human world as soon as possible.

"parking."

"I'm going out for a bit. You go back home by yourself."

After giving the order, Xia Ximo got out of the car.

Tian Qing rolled down the car window, hesitated, and asked, "Miss Xia, shall I come with you?"

"Need not."

Xia Ximo replied with two words, and his figure quickly disappeared at the street corner.

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"This wisp of spirit must have been burned to death..."

Wuyou sensed the location of the ghost through the "black ash" attached to the fox fur.

It turned out to be a bridge.

But at this moment, the bridge was covered with "black ash," and the ghosts were nowhere to be seen.

Wuyou floated around the bridge once, speculating, "We might have arrived too early. This wisp of spirit is rather strange. Let's wait until it gets dark and the yin energy is stronger before coming back..."

Xia Ximo glanced at the sky and saw that it was still early, so he found a place to sit down by the bridge.

Seeing that she was still sitting on the ground, Wuyou exclaimed in surprise, "You're not just going to sit here and wait for it to get dark, are you?"

"otherwise?"

"There's still at least an hour until dark, so we can go for a stroll in those streets."

"I'm not going."

Wuyou retorted indignantly, "If that little girl Tianqing had said that, you definitely would have gone!"

Xia Ximo didn't reply. She put her feet on the bridge railing and leaned against the bridge, half-reclining.

This bridge connects the East Market and West Market of Shangjing, and there are always many people coming and going.

At this moment, a young woman like her leaning against the bridge in the sun inevitably attracts strange looks from passersby.

Xia Ximo didn't care at all; he simply used his hand to shield his eyes from the glaring sunlight.

However, not long after, footsteps approached, followed by a voice from the side.

"Miss Xia."

The tone was fairly polite.

Xia Ximo lowered her hand, only to see an unfamiliar face.

It was a man dressed in black.

"I am here on the orders of Minister Mu to invite you over for a chat."

He bowed and gave a smile, then continued, "Minister Mu has been worried about you ever since he learned that you had entered the capital, and he is concerned about your safety."

"This capital city is not like Xiling County; it's dangerous everywhere."

After hearing these words, Xia Ximo finally understood why the other party had come.

The original owner's uncle—Mu Zheng.

He's nothing but a hypocrite who seems innocent yet is selfish and self-serving.

"I didn't go looking for trouble with him, but he came looking for me?"

Xia Ximo narrowed his eyes, his tone anything but polite.

The man in black, not expecting her to say such a thing, rolled his eyes and chuckled, "What do you mean by that, Miss Xia?"

"roll."

"..."

The man in black froze, a sense of astonishment washing over him.

Although he was Mu Zheng's confidant in the capital, he had some understanding of this general's orphan.

I've heard that she's always been timid, quiet, and sickly, making her easy to manipulate.

Otherwise, the matriarch of the Mu family wouldn't have secretly changed her identity...

The woman in front of him looked delicate, but her eyes and tone of voice suggested she was not someone to be trifled with.

He also turned cold: "Minister Mu is, after all, the young lady's maternal uncle, and she has lived in the Mu family for so many years. Are you not even going to give her that much face?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Ximo suddenly sat up, his eyes sharp as ice blades.

The man involuntarily took a few steps back.

When I realized what was happening, I was even more shocked.

How could he be intimidated by the eyes of a young girl?

So he deliberately sneered and continued, "Have you considered that you offended Miss Zhuang of the Imperial Censor's family at Tianxiang Pavilion today? The Zhuang family will not let this go, and King Yu will not let you off the hook either."

"When they investigate, I'm afraid there will be no place for you in the capital."

Xia Ximo remained silent, but stood up.

The man took another step back.

Despite the clear blue sky, he felt as if he were shrouded in dark clouds, his entire body enveloped in a chill.

Even more bizarrely, his legs seemed to move out of his control and walked towards the deep river on their own.

Before I could even scream, I heard a thud.

The man had fallen into the river.

This commotion immediately attracted a crowd of onlookers on the shore.

"Someone jumped into the river!"

Xia Ximo gently moved her finger and was startled to realize that she had used up too much soul power again, and her feet staggered slightly.

She glanced back at the man in the river, and out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a ghostly figure appearing on the bridge.

The wisp of soul was dressed in official robes, its entire body surrounded by raging flames. Its gaze was fixed on one spot, its expression blank, yet it was muttering incantations.

Judging from its appearance, it was just a wisp of unconscious, scattered soul.

Xia Ximo quickly moved towards the bridgehead.

Behind her, four men in disguise exchanged glances and then immediately followed her onto the bridge.

On the bustling bridgehead, an unclaimed, scattered soul stood in the center, black ash constantly falling from its body as the flames burned.

Xia Ximo quietly approached, and just as she was listening intently to the "ghostly language," a carriage suddenly stopped beside her.

"Miss Xia."