Chapter 575 Confused
take care of?
It was with Lord Qingheng's care that Jinglan became even more worried.
But if he is not allowed to go with him, is there really nothing he can do?
No, no, there are still ways.
Since he couldn't walk in an open and aboveboard manner, he would just follow in secret.
After five years of hard work, Jing Lan's spiritual power has improved greatly. Even if he is hiding in the dark, it will not be easily noticed by others.
He followed Zhen Xi and Qing Hengjun secretly.
I saw two people buying some items to commemorate the dead in the market, and then went to the nearby deserted suburbs.
There was a tomb buried there, with no monument or name. It was just built high, more like a hill.
Zhen Xi placed a bouquet of white chrysanthemums next to the grave, while Qing Hengjun burned some paper money.
Jinglan was curious about who was lying in the grave and what it had to do with Zhen Xi and Qing Hengjun.
I thought I could learn something from the conversation between the two, but unexpectedly, the two of them remained silent from beginning to end.
They looked at each other speechlessly, as if they had a tacit understanding while maintaining silence.
Standing in front of the grave, it seemed as if they were recalling a distant time, and both of them looked sad.
After leaving the suburbs, the two went to a prosperous town, sipping tea and listening to a storytelling.
Immediately, he started wandering around the street market.
Qinghengjun fell in love with a hairpin and wanted to wear it for Zhen Xi.
Zhen Xi tilted her head to avoid it, and said in a half-joking tone, "There's no need for the hairpin. I just have one on my head. If you really want to spend money, just change it to something else."
Qing Heng raised his eyes and saw a green hosta in her black hair.
Although the style is simple, the workmanship is uniquely exquisite.
In particular, the raw materials used are selected from the rarest Hetian jade.
It shows the care of the person who created it.
Under the sun, it exudes a brilliant green color, which is a bit dazzling.
Jing Lan recognized that the hosta was made and gifted by her own hands.
Seeing Zhen Xi wearing it and hearing what she said to Qing Hengjun, his originally depressed mood suddenly became much happier.
After wandering around for a while, Zhen Xi entered the clothing store, ready to help Bai Youning choose some clothes.
Lord Qingheng asked from the side, "Why don't you help your other disciple choose a few items?"
Zhen Xi paused and whispered, "He is already an adult, do you still need me to choose?"
Mr. Qingheng shook his head with a smile, "I saw that his character is very childish. He even came to warn me a few nights ago to keep me away from you."
He was not complaining, but teasing.
Zhen Xi was horrified, "He came to warn you?"
Then he got angry and said, "He is really..."
He was so angry that he didn't know what to say, so he had no choice but to apologize to Mr. Qingheng on Jinglan's behalf.
Mr. Qingheng doesn't mind.
After a moment, he suddenly said, "His feelings for you are not like the feelings between ordinary masters and disciples."
Zhen Xi paused while choosing clothes, her heart suddenly panicked, and she didn't dare to look back at Qing Hengjun behind her. She could only laugh dryly and said, "He was raised by me since he was a child and treats me as his mother, so I don't mind."
Qing Hengjun shook his head, "Xi'er, you know that's not what I said."
Immediately, he approached Zhen Xi from behind and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "He followed us all the way, didn't you notice?"
Zhen Xi was startled and subconsciously wanted to turn around to look for her, but Qing Hengjun held her shoulders down and signaled her not to move.
In my ears, there was a man's deep voice, "With your spiritual power, how could you not notice it? Xi'er, your heart is already in chaos."
Heart... confused?
Immortal cultivators are not indestructible.
If they could find a weakness, they would be even more vulnerable than ordinary humans.