Shocking! A master of metaphysics has been mind-reading!

The suite on the second floor has a strange layout. The inner room also has a bathroom, and the outer room also has a bathroom. Apart from using the toilet and taking a shower, if you want to go from the inner room to the outer room, you have to pass by the foot of the bed in the outer room.

Mingzhu scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "When my wife and I have a fight, we usually sleep here. I sleep on the outer bed, and she sleeps on the inner bed. She has to pass by my bed to get in and out, so I have a chance to coax her more."

Lu Qiu, who was about to tell Xia Wange that she was sleeping in the outer room, shut her mouth, finding it difficult to speak for a moment.

"If I were you, I'd smash up the bathroom inside too." Xia Wange didn't think that much about it and commented with a smile, "If all else fails, you could even tear down the shower room inside."

Mingzhu chuckled and said, "Great minds think alike. Originally, this wasn't inside. My wife didn't want to see me after we had a fight, so she paid for it herself. That's why Master Xia suggests you stay here. There are many women's items inside, so it will be convenient for you."

Xia Wange nodded. "You need to hurry up with the burial. We need to get it done in the next few days. The Ghost Festival is coming soon, and I have other things to do."

She gets busier and busier as the Ghost Festival approaches. In the past, she would focus on earning some extra money during this time by delivering letters and asking questions. This year, however, she has other important plans.

"The best place to bury his beloved is in the east, but other places are fine too. The best place would be right in the center. It depends on your arrangements."

"Alright," Mingzhu said. "Don't worry, Master Xia."

"Mm," Xia Wange said.

Because she had two talismans on her body, and sleeping people always forget the scenes in their dreams, Xia Wange didn't know what she would dream about today. To conserve her energy, she decided to go to sleep early. Before going to sleep, she specifically told Lu Qiu not to sleep too soundly, even though they were only separated by a wall. If he heard any noise, he should go in and check on her condition, and wake her up if necessary.

However, don't wake her up right away. You need to judge whether you need to wake her up based on the situation. Everything depends on the actual situation and the facts. If it's not necessary, then continue to observe. If it is necessary, then take immediate action. In short, everything depends on judgment. You can't be too decisive or too indecisive.

Lu Qiu was speechless upon hearing her request. He reminded Xia Wange not to act as the client in the future, as making such demands on the service provider would only invite criticism.

What is the essential difference between this and a multicolored black?

Xia Wange didn't say much, but in fact, she was being stubborn by carrying the nightmare of two people without even trying. But she had no choice, after all, she was Fang Qingzi's elder. Fang Qingzi was already like that, over fifty years old, but usually looked like he was only in his early forties. Now he had been tormented to the point that he had returned to his original age.

She had barely closed her eyes when she heard a soft knock on the door. Xia Wange got up and opened the door, and saw Lu Qiu wearing a slightly open-necked nightgown, with a bath towel draped over her shoulders, and her hair still wet as she looked at her.

"Mingzhu said there are no hair dryers outside, only inside." Lu Qiu looked up at her slightly. "Could you get it for me? Am I bothering you?"

"No, I just lay down, please wait a moment." Xia Wange turned around, opened the cabinet under the bathroom, and immediately saw the hair dryer. She took it out and gave it to Lu Qiu.

After getting the hairdryer, Lu Qiu glanced at Xia Wange's hair. "You're still awake, aren't you? Your hair is a bit damp. Why don't you use it first? Mingzhu just brought over some pears from his orchard. He said they're very sweet. Come out and have some after you're done drying your hair."

"Okay." Xia Wange glanced at her hair, which was indeed a bit damp. She took the hairdryer and looked around the room, only to find that there were no other electrical outlets besides the air conditioner plug. She was speechless. Mingzhu, Mingzhu, all your shrewdness is in the renovation. You're exaggerating, young man.

So Xia Wange could only take the hairdryer outside, and just then she saw Lu Qiu peeling a pear with a fruit knife. He was surprised to see her come out.

Xia Wange pointed somewhat awkwardly into the room, "There isn't a single power outlet. That's ridiculous."

Lu Qiu chuckled and said slowly, "Mingzhu and his wife are also very much in love."

Xia Wange found the only power outlet in the room next to Lu Qiu's bed. She plugged it in and quickly dried her hair. At this time, Lu Qiu had also finished peeling the pear. He originally wanted to cut half for Xia Wange, but he paused when he was about to start. "They say it's unlucky to divide a pear, so I'll peel another one. It's not that big anyway."

"You're quite superstitious too," Xia Wange said with a smile.

"That depends on who you spend a lot of time with." Lu Qiu half-closed his eyes, his slender fingers holding a fruit knife and slowly peeling the pear. After a moment, he changed his tone and said softly, "Are you done drying your hair? Can you help me dry it? My hands are covered in pear juice."

Xia Wange glanced at the hairdryer in her hand, then at Lu Qiu's slightly damp hair clinging to his forehead, making him appear more languid and casual than usual. Especially with the V-neck pajamas he wore, his entire aura was completely different from his usual self.

There's a feeling that's hard to explain.

"What's wrong? Is it inconvenient?" At this moment, Lu Qiu raised his eyes, his deep eyes meeting Xia Wange's. The indescribable emotions in his eyes made Xia Wange's heart beat faster.

"Okay, I'll dry your hair." Xia Wange approached Lu Qiu with the hairdryer in her arms. Just as she was about to go behind him, she suddenly tripped and fell towards Lu Qiu.

The next moment, Lu Qiu and Xia Wange's eyes widened simultaneously, their expressions of astonishment completely revealed.

Xia Wange's eyes were filled with astonishment. She got up from Lu Qiu in disbelief and looked down at Lu Qiu's heart.

There was a fruit knife stuck there.

Lu Qiu opened his mouth, his expression pained as he looked at his heart. His fingertips trembled as he loosened his grip on the knife hilt, which was stained with blood.

"Xia...Xia Wange," Lu Qiu said weakly, "Am I going to die?"

"You won't die." Xia Wange walked forward calmly, gripped the handle of the fruit knife, pulled it out sharply, and then stabbed it back in. "That's how you'll die."

Seeing Lu Qiu's astonished expression, Xia Wange felt the knife felt good and pulled it out again, stabbing him a few more times.

"You two were really close, weren't you? Why? Why did this happen? You were so close you even shared a room!"

Ignoring everything else, Xia Wange grabbed the other person's neck and stabbed him with the knife, saying, "It's because we're usually so close that I didn't get a chance to stab him."

Today, he even wouldn't let her touch the flour he fried, and he always criticizes her!

Even though it was fake, it gave her a good feeling.

Just as Xia Wange was about to make a move, she suddenly woke up in her bed. She looked out the window and saw that it was already bright outside.