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

Haojing looked at the expressions on the two faces, both of which were filled with anger and indifference.

Clearly, he came at the wrong time.

He wanted to take the hairpin back, but Shen Mu suddenly spoke up.

"This isn't something I was planning to give away; I'm just passing it on to you."

Shen Mu stood up and snatched the wooden hairpin from Hao Jing's hand, but when she held it in her hand, she wished she could just break it off.

Thirteen was slightly taken aback; she hadn't expected it to be a gift for her.

"Who is Lord Shen delivering this to me on behalf of? In this mortal realm... there shouldn't be a second person who knows my identity, right?" Thirteen glared at Haojing thoughtfully.

Right now, although her identity has been exposed in front of Shen Mu.

However, she still didn't want anyone else to leak this information.

Upon receiving the glare, Haojing quickly shook his head vigorously, afraid that Thirteen would misunderstand and think that he had revealed her identity.

After all, Zhou Jinghuai had already noticed something was wrong with Thirteen back when they were at Mingyue Palace.

Everyone knew about this, but Thirteen was completely unaware of it.

Shen Mu, holding the wooden hairpin, slowly walked to the bedside and handed it to Thirteen Dao.

"It was Zhou Jinghuai who asked Haojing to deliver it. Unexpectedly, Haojing had something to do at the time and handed the wooden hairpin over to me. Fortunately, he picked it up again."

Shen Mu stared at the wooden hairpin in his hand and suddenly felt a nameless anger rising within him, with nowhere to vent it.

Although he felt uneasy every time he saw Zhou Jinghuai and Thirteen together.

However, he did not want to deceive his friend, so he carried out the task Zhou Jinghuai had instructed him to do.

Even so, he could guess that Thirteen might be a special person to Zhou Jinghuai.

Thirteen raised his hand and took the wooden hairpin. Upon closer inspection, he saw that several rather ugly magnolia flowers were carved on the hairpin.

"What...is this?"

Clearly, she couldn't tell what the carving was.

She frowned, looked up at Shen Mu, and noticed a hint of panic in his eyes, making her wonder if she was seeing things.

"He gave it to you, why don't you just ask him about it yourself later?"

Shen Mu was unaware of how jealous he was when he said those words.

He just felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Thirteen, so he quickly took a few steps back to distance himself from her, afraid that she would notice his annoyance.

Even Haojing, who was standing at the door, could tell that his master was still upset because of the wooden hairpin.

He was immediately struck by the fact that his master, who had lived for hundreds of years, could still appear in such a state for him to see.

Thinking of this, Haojing suddenly couldn't hold back his laughter. He quickly lowered his head and covered his mouth tightly with his hand, afraid that the laughter that might leak out would get him punished by Shen Mu.

Thirteen stared blankly at Shen Mu. She opened her mouth slightly, but the words were on the tip of her tongue, and she didn't know how to say them.

She now felt the wooden hairpin in her hand was burning hot.

She wondered if Zhou Jinghuai was out of his mind, why he sent her this thing for no reason.

She stroked the hairpin and slowly began to speak.

"I think the craftsmanship is a bit rough. Is it something to add to my jade crown?"

She clearly saw a hint of sadness flash across Shen Mu's face, and she quickly tried to cover it up, afraid that it would make Shen Mu misunderstand her relationship with Zhou Jinghuai.

She glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw that Shen Mu wasn't happy about her words, so she had to continue explaining.

"I originally had a jade crown, which the Third Prince bought for me when I entered the palace because he saw I didn't have many decent outfits. I never expected Zhou Jinghuai to do the same..."

She lowered her head and looked at the wooden hairpin in her hand. How could this thing possibly match the jade crown of her man!

It's clearly something a young woman would wear in her hair.

Thirteen glanced at Shen Mu somewhat guiltily, and finding that he wasn't looking at her, she quickly tucked the wooden hairpin into her sleeve, afraid that Shen Mu would see through her lie again.

"He really put his heart into it."

Shen Mu's expression was somewhat somber. He clearly saw Thirteen carefully put away the wooden hairpin, and a bitter feeling welled up in his heart.

He turned his head and happened to glance at Haojing, who was hiding there trying not to laugh, and said in a low voice...

"Since you're so free, why don't you go ahead of us and make a trip to Philadelphia on the southern border?"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Haojing quickly raised her head, her delicate face flushed slightly.

He was still immersed in Shen Mu's jealousy, unable to pull himself out of it. But when Hao Jing looked up, he happened to see Shen Mu's gaze.

His extremely cold gaze, which also carried a hint of murderous intent, sent a chill down her spine.

“There are Cangling people in Philadelphia. Go and make contact with them first. I suspect that Sun Youzhi is not our only enemy on this trip to the Southern Barbarians.”

Shen Mu didn't want to take his anger out on Hao Jing; on the contrary, after thinking it over, he realized that Hao Jing was the most suitable candidate.

"Not the only one? You mean the remaining two men?"

Thirteen tilted his head in confusion, looked at Shen Mu, and couldn't help but interrupt him.

It seems that before entering Haojing's house, Shen Mu told her that the Demon Lord could transform into three demons. Apart from Sun Youzhi, there were two other demons who should be in the Southern Barbarian Lands.

If she's not mistaken, Shen Mu's purpose in coming here is probably to eliminate those three scoundrels completely.

Shen Mu turned around and noticed that her lips were a little chapped. He walked slowly to the table, poured her a glass of warm water, and handed it to her.

"Tongren is one of them, but I think the Emperor of Nanyang may have other plans."

His original intention was not to get involved in the trivial matters of the mortal world. As early as when the Emperor of Nanyang wanted to form an alliance with the Western Regions, he had pushed Helian Nash out.

He didn't care at all about anything that had nothing to do with his pursuit of the Demon Lord.

But now, he has a reason to go to the southern barbarians.

But it wasn't because of the Demon Lord.

"Isn't he planning to conquer the Southern Barbarians and form an alliance with the Western Regions? How can he be considered our enemy?"

After drinking the warm water in one gulp, Thirteen licked her lips, seemingly still wanting more, unaware that she was so thirsty.

"Would you like some more?" Shen Mu glanced at the teacup, wanting to pour her another cup.

"Mm!" Thirteen nodded quickly, thinking that when Pei Suisui was there, she hadn't dared to ask her to pour water for her more often.

Perhaps it was a side effect of the medication Haojing gave her, but she was unusually thirsty every night.

Haojing stood silently at the door. He touched his nose, feeling that he shouldn't be standing there anymore.

Yes, he should go outside!

After all, in Haojing's view, Shen Mu's attention to Thirteen's thirst was something he had never seen Shen Mu treat them with such care, even though he had known Shen Mu for hundreds of years.

Shen Mu's current behavior made Hao Jing think that if one day Zhou Jinghuai and Shen Mu really fought over Thirteen...

Zhou Jinghuai probably still can't beat Shen Mu.