Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

Hu Qing, holding a dagger in his hand, walked to the window vigilantly and was about to climb through the window to see what was going on inside the house.

In the darkness of the night, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, staring at the scene inside the house through the window paper.

However, at this moment, the door was gently pushed open with a creak, and a warm air flow and soft light poured out of the house.

Standing at the door was a graceful beauty, her appearance forming a sharp contrast with the cold night.

The beauty was wearing a light gauze dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind, revealing a casual charm.

Her skin looked as white as snow under the light, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn water, and her red lips were slightly parted with a gentle smile.

"Master, are you back?" Her voice was soft and sweet, as if it could melt the winter ice. "I have already warmed the bed."

Hu Qing's reaction was quick and decisive. He took a step forward and put the dagger in his hand against the beauty's neck.

There was no trace of fascination in his eyes, only cold questioning: "Who are you? Why are you here? Who sent you?"

A hint of panic flashed across the beauty's eyes, but she quickly calmed down.

She didn't seem to be afraid of the dagger in Hu Qing's hand, and just explained softly: "Sir, my name is Qingyin, and I was sent by the county magistrate. Last time when I delivered the kerosene, the county magistrate saw that you had no servants, so he asked me to come and serve you."

Hu Qing frowned slightly. He could feel the truth in Qingyin's words. Since she dared to say it, she would not be afraid of investigation.

He recalled the notice issued by the emperor today and realized that the county magistrate might have started trying to curry favor with him after learning of Zhu Pei's fate.

After all, if it weren't for this incident, this woman would have been sent here yesterday.

A trace of displeasure flashed through his mind, and he wanted to send the beauty away immediately.

But when his eyes fell on Qingyin, and he saw her shivering slightly in the cold, and the helplessness and pleading in her eyes, Hu Qing's heart softened a little.

"There's a curfew in the city tonight, and you have nowhere to go." Hu Qing put away the dagger and softened his tone. "You can stay here for one night. I'll take you back to the magistrate's mansion tomorrow."

A hint of disappointment flashed across the beauty's eyes. She nodded gently and said softly, "Thank you for taking me in, sir. I am very grateful."

Hu Qing didn't say anything else, turned around and walked out of the room, but he was thinking about how to deal with this matter.

Qingyin also followed Hu Qing back to the room. Hu Qing was a little surprised by the changes in the room.

The room, which originally looked a bit messy due to training and experiments, has now become neat and orderly, with every item neatly placed.

The table was filled with delicious dishes that were obviously carefully prepared.

Hu Qing's eyes moved between the dishes and Qingyin. Although he felt hungry, he was not in a hurry to pick up his chopsticks.

"Sir, please enjoy it." Qingyin's voice was soft, and her eyes were full of anticipation.

Hu Qing didn't say anything, but just made a gesture, indicating Qingyin to taste a little of each first.

Qingyin seemed to understand Hu Qing's intention. She didn't ask any more questions, but just smiled and began to take a small bite of each dish.

"Sir, these dishes are all made by me. I hope they suit your taste." Qingyin said as she ate, her movements elegant and natural.

Hu Qing observed for a while, and after confirming that Qingyin was fine, he slowly began to taste the dishes on the table.

The dishes tasted really good, with the combination and seasoning of various ingredients being just right.

"This is the wine the magistrate gave to you, it's called Baiyunbian and it's a top-quality wine." Qingyin said as she took out two jars of wine from the table, the aroma of the wine filling the air.

She began to pour wine for Hu Qing, but in the process of pouring, she suddenly pretended to fall and fell into Hu Qing's arms.

Qingyin's hand touched Hu Qing's chest, and feeling his strong muscles, a blush appeared on her face.

Hu Qing reacted quickly. He picked up Qingyin and let her sit on the chair opposite.

His expression was calm, but there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

"Miss Qingyin, let's drink and eat first." Hu Qing said lightly, and then began to pour wine by himself.

Qingyin sat up straight, a flicker of embarrassment in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. She picked up her glass and toasted Hu Qing.

"Young Master, this glass of wine is a toast to you. Thank you for taking me in." There was a hint of sincerity in Qingyin's tone.

Hu Qing raised his glass in response, and their glasses clinked lightly together, making a crisp sound.

Then they started drinking and eating, and the atmosphere in the room gradually became relaxed.

Although Hu Qing was wary of Qingyin's appearance, he had to admit that Qingyin's craftsmanship was indeed good and her behavior was very decent.

After the meal, Hu Qing decided to let Qingyin rest in his room. After all, he had not considered the guests before and did not prepare a guest room. Now he could only let Qingyin sleep in his bed.

He returned to his study to continue studying the "Life and Death Battle Method." He knew that he couldn't relax his training just because of a moment of comfort.

It was late at night, and the lights in Hu Qing's room were still on. He was immersed in cultivation, constantly improving his strength.

Qingyin rested quietly on the bed, and the two of them were looking for their own place in the night.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone through the curtains onto Hu Qing, he woke up from his practice and felt refreshed.

However, when he was about to get up, he heard a strange noise coming from the yard.

Hu Qing looked inside and found that the tin can he brought home yesterday was still at the gate of the yard and he forgot to bring it into the workshop.

Qingyin was standing next to the tin, trying to drag it into the workshop.

She was petite and obviously not strong enough to move the heavy iron can, so she could only move it slowly, bit by bit.

Hu Qing walked out of the room quickly and came to Qingyin's side. He easily lifted the iron can with one hand, then walked quickly into the workshop and placed it in the appropriate position.

Qingyin couldn't help but reveal a hint of admiration in her eyes as she watched Hu Qing move the iron can easily.

"Young Master, you are truly powerful. Qingyin admires you." Qingyin said with a smile.

Hu Qing smiled slightly and didn't say much. He knew that this tin can was very important to him, but he didn't put it away properly yesterday.

Qingyin then took Hu Qing to have breakfast. She told Hu Qing that she had prepared breakfast in the morning, including hot buns and some porridge.

After Hu Qing finished washing up, he sat down at the dining table and began to enjoy the breakfast prepared by Qingyin.

After breakfast, Hu Qing took Qingyin to the county government office. They walked through the bustling streets and arrived at the gate of the county government office.

Hu Qing asked Qingyin to wait outside the door while he went in and found the magistrate.