Poisonous Goddess: I'm just lazing around in the mortal realm.

Zhou Jinghuai hurriedly expressed his gratitude to Haojing.

"Thank you very much, Lord Haojing." It was rare for him to think highly of Haojing.

After all, back in the God Realm, before he and Shen Mu were familiar with each other, this guy would often sneak into Xichen's territory to poison him for fun.

He remembers it all.

Hao Jing was naturally somewhat apprehensive. Accustomed to a free and easy lifestyle, he couldn't accept Zhou Jinghuai's gratitude and quickly waved his hand, saying...

"Young Master Zhou, please don't thank me. My family asked me to help you out whenever possible." He scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

Shen Mu's original words were that Zhou Jinghuai shouldn't be idle, and he shouldn't be allowed to go and talk to Thirteen all the time.

However, according to Shen Mu's suggestion, he should find a few more people to slow down Zhou Jinghuai's pace, which would probably give the girl in the dark room more time to recover.

After all, judging from Zhou Jinghuai's current anxious state, he should be able to find the secret room of the Embroidered Uniform Guard very soon.

Zhou Jinghuai seemed to recall something, and his expression became somewhat solemn.

"If you see your master, please tell him that I may need to return to the Western Divine Realm to handle some personal matters. If he encounters Chongming again in the mortal realm, have him send me a message."

After all, for him, Chongming had to be killed.

According to Aunt Qin, Chongming almost wiped out most of the gods of their Xichen clan. Such a blood feud must be avenged from him.

"Young Master is going back to Xichen?" Hao Jing appeared calm on the surface, but his eyes betrayed his excitement.

After all, he now knew the true identity of the girl in the dark room, based on how much Zhou Jinghuai had cared for Thirteen these past few days.

If Zhou Jinghuai finds out that they rescued Thirteen without telling him...

He's probably going to cause trouble for his parents.

Hao Jing was secretly relieved to learn that Zhou Jinghuai was going to temporarily return to Xichen.

At least we don't have to fight another battle.

"I need to go back; there are some important matters to attend to. If you see Thirteen, please pass on the message to her as well." Zhou Jinghuai's expression was unusually serious.

In Haojing's view, something important must have happened in his Western Divine Realm.

Otherwise, given Zhou Jinghuai's deep-seated hatred for Chongming, why would he return to the Western Divine Realm now that Chongming has appeared?

Haojing thought of this and quickly nodded.

"Does Young Master Zhou want me to convey something to Mr. Thirteen?"

"Just give this to her." Zhou Jinghuai hesitated, thinking that he didn't know how long it would be before he could descend to the mortal realm again.

She handed the wooden hairpin she was holding to Haojing.

Hao Jing could not hide the surprise in his eyes and took the wooden hairpin in astonishment.

He examined it closely; the wooden hairpin was smooth and shiny, with a simple design, except for a magnolia flower at the tip.

Unfortunately, the carving skills were really not very good.

He curled his lip, looking somewhat disgusted.

"Where did you buy this, young master? How dare you set up a stall with this kind of craftsmanship?"

If someone with this level of skill can set up a stall, Hao Jing will surely make a fortune.

Upon hearing Hao Jing's words, Zhou Jinghuai's expression visibly darkened.

"I carved this, what's your problem? If you have one, keep it to yourself." He thought to himself that he had given Haojing too much of a friendly attitude.

You absolutely can't give this guy a friendly look.

Haojing quickly smiled at him and put the wooden hairpin into his pocket.

"I was just joking with you, young master. Such skill must have been prepared for Mr. Thirteen for the girl he admires?"

Zhou Jinghuai's eyes darkened, and his tone remained unreadable.

"I prepared this for her, you can just give it to her for me."

"what???"

Hao Jing stared at Zhou Jinghuai with a look of horror on his face, but his mind couldn't help but wander into wild thoughts.

Judging from how much Zhou Jinghuai has been paying attention to Thirteen these days, he must have already guessed Thirteen's true identity.

Furthermore, judging from his different attitude towards Thirteen, and the fact that Zhou Jinghuai has not been as carefree as before these days.

It seems that Zhou Jinghuai and Thirteen must have had something going on before.

Suddenly, he felt the wooden hairpin in his arms was getting hot. Should he give it to him or not?

If I give it to him and Shen Mu finds out, I'm afraid even ten lives wouldn't be enough for him to torment me.

But if he doesn't send it, Zhou Jinghuai will go and ask Thirteen questions later, and he still can't beat him.

Thinking of this, Haojing gritted his teeth and said...

"Then I'll wait for her to return and give it to her for you. But I have one more question: what does it mean when a man gives a hairpin to another man?"

He was still somewhat unwilling to give up and wanted to know the meaning behind Zhou Jinghuai giving him the wooden hairpin.

After all, in the mortal world, if a man gives a woman a wooden hairpin, according to the customs of Nanyang, it is considered a token of love!

After all, Shen Mu is his master!

Ultimately, his heart still belongs to Shen Mu.

Zhou Jinghuai couldn't hide the fleeting tenderness in his eyes, and said softly.

“I thought it suited her well, so I gave it to her. If it’s inconvenient for you, I’ll ask Qingfeng. At worst, he can stay in the mortal realm for a few more days.”

After all, he still remembered that Qingfeng had told Aunt Qin everything that had happened to him in the mortal world, and he didn't want to go back to Xichen carrying a messenger.

Although he returned to Xichen this time with Aunt Qin.

However, he still didn't want Qingfeng to stay by his side all the time.

Haojing quickly shook his head.

"No trouble at all. How could it be troublesome for me? It's such a simple matter, isn't it? You should let Qingfeng accompany you back to Xichen. It's good to have more people to look after you."

He didn't want Qingfeng to run errands. If he delivered it himself, what excuse could he find to prevent Thirteen from seeing it?

But if Qingfeng is sent to deliver it, judging from his loyal and protective manner, he'll definitely say a few more words when delivering the wooden hairpin.

It would be more reassuring for him to run the errand himself.

Zhou Jinghuai, naturally unaware of Haojing's thoughts, quickly thanked him a few times and hurriedly left.

Currently, although he has settled all the refugees, some refugees are still temporarily living in his villa, which is obviously against the rules.

He also needs to resolve this matter properly before leaving the mortal realm.

Once Haojing entered the palace, he spotted a familiar figure on the corner tower in the distance.

He quickly ran up and saw Xie Qiao, whom Zhou Jinghuai had been talking about.

Xie Qiao temporarily took Hao Jing's place, keeping a close eye on every move at the Nanyang Imperial Palace. However, three days passed without him discovering any trace of Chongming.

Clearly, he was somewhat discouraged.

After all, if he were to let Chongming escape with such a great opportunity, he would certainly not be able to get past his own conscience.

When he saw Haojing lying on the ground, panting heavily, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"You really need to exercise more. You're already this tired after climbing just a few floors. If you see Chongming, you won't even have the strength to run away."

He crossed his arms and looked down at Haojing.

Haojing quickly waved his hand and said

"You have no idea, I just ran into Zhou Jinghuai at the palace gate."

"Him? What happened?" Xie Qiao thought for a moment, but still couldn't figure out the connection.

"He wants me to give this wooden hairpin to Thirteen!"