I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

Two or three days passed peacefully before Ling Xiao was woken up by a phone call from Hei Xiazi.

"Young Master, you can't be biased when it comes to decorating! Why did you only decorate the room for you and Hua Ye? What? It caught fire? How could you set a fire at home after just a few days? Wu Xie was discharged from the hospital, not released from his virginity. What serious crime could he have committed that requires such a large brazier?" Black Glasses' voice came from the phone.

"So you called me to tell me the renovations are done?" Ling Xiao's lazy voice carried on, clearly indicating he hadn't woken up yet.

"I just missed the young master~ I have some information to tell the young master, can the young master do something in return?" Ling Xiao really couldn't understand how Qi Mo, who was fine when he was a child, had grown up to be like this.

"Look at the value."

"Hehe, Aning is here~" Hei Xiazi's cheeky voice was so loud that it almost lingered for three feet, making Ling Xiao move his phone away and put it directly to Jieyuhua's ear.

"Worthless." Ling Xiao hung up the phone and kicked Xie Yuhua, who then hugged him and threatened, "What, you want to sleep on the sofa?"

"You still dare to talk back!" Ling Xiao said angrily. He was a man of his word, and when he said he would let him sleep on the sofa, he really did. He insisted on sleeping with him, saying that he was afraid it would be too dangerous for him to sleep alone, which made Ling Xiao not sleep all night.

"So Wu Xie and the others went back." Xie Yuhua kissed Ling Xiao's forehead.

"Is A-Ning planning to hire someone to raid tombs? What are your thoughts?" Ling Xiao asked, putting his arm around Xie Yuhua's neck.

"That's none of my business. I just want you to be safe and not get involved," Xie Yuhua replied bluntly.

"Okay, then let's ignore it. I'll send a text to the blind man and tell him we'll get back to him after the formaldehyde smell dissipates."

————Wangfu

Hei Xiazi held up the phone that had been hung up on, and said "Hello? Hello?" twice into the busy signal receiver. His nonchalant smile didn't fade at all; in fact, it became even brighter. He slowly put the phone away and turned to Wu Xie, who looked at him with a curious expression, and A Ning, whose face was clearly displeased.

"Hey, did you hear that?" Black Bear spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and imitated Ling Xiao's lazy tone, even emphasizing it, "'Worthless'! Tsk tsk, the young master only has his 'flower master' in his eyes now." He deliberately pronounced the words "flower master" slowly and ambiguously.

Wu Xie had just been discharged from the hospital and his face was still a little pale, but he was in good spirits. Hearing this, he scratched his head and was a little amused and exasperated: "Ling Zi's morning temper... and, blind man, what you said is too..." He glanced at A Ning but didn't say the words "stirring up trouble".

Ah Ning, arms crossed, dressed in a sharp, tailored outfit, her striking brows furrowed. She rolled her eyes at Hei Xiazi, bluntly exposing him: "Stop exaggerating. Ling Xiao clearly said 'this news' is worthless." Her voice was cold, tinged with the annoyance of being mocked. "My coming to Beijing isn't a secret if someone's been willing to inquire. Besides, Cheng Yu is here. You think you can use this to gain something? You're underestimating him."

Hei Xiazi chuckled, showing no embarrassment at being exposed. Instead, he leaned closer to A Ning and said, "Oh dear, Miss Ning, what you said hurt our feelings, didn't it? I was just thinking that if I 'personally' and 'immediately' informed the young master, there should be some added value to this 'service,' right? Who knew that the young master would forget his brother once he had a beauty..." He dragged out his words, looking heartbroken and betrayed.

Wu Xie couldn't help but interject, "Then...did Ling Zi and the others say when they'd be back?" He didn't want to expose the blind man's ulterior motives, since anyone could tell that their words were loaded with barbs.

"Back?" Black Bear slapped his thigh dramatically. "That young couple is enjoying themselves in their honeymoon right now! I just heard Little Flower next to them...tsk tsk, you didn't hear the young master's voice, so soft and weak, he must have just been dragged out of bed and isn't fully awake yet...cough!" He received a cold glare from A Ning, wisely stopping himself from saying anything even more outrageous, clearing his throat and speaking seriously (though that "seriousness" also carried a hint of roguishness):

"Young Master sent a text message, saying—" He paused deliberately, whetting Wu Xie's appetite, before slowly mimicking, "'Reply after the formaldehyde smell dissipates.'"

"Formaldehyde?" Wu Xie was bewildered. "Where did formaldehyde come from?"

"Idiot!" Hei Xiazi tapped Wu Xie on the head (which Wu Xie nimbly dodged), "What they meant was—the renovation just finished, and they need to let the smell dissipate! Do you understand? Let the smell dissipate! The important thing is that during this 'letting the smell dissipate' period, they want to enjoy some alone time with their partner, so don't even let the King of Heaven disturb them!"

Ah Ning snorted coldly: "Brother Hei, you know very well why I'm here. Since Ling Xiao is currently unavailable and has no intention of getting involved, shouldn't we talk about serious matters?" Her sharp gaze fell on Hei Xiazi, clearly indicating that her target had always been very clear.

Looking at the newly renovated house, Wu Xie thought of Ling Xiao's words, "Come back when the formaldehyde smell dissipates." He was momentarily at a loss, unsure whether to worry about the reconstruction of the Prince's Mansion or to marvel at Ling Xiao and Xiao Hua's carefree "smell dissipation" lifestyle. He sighed, feeling that his "recovery" vacation seemed to have ended the moment he was discharged from the hospital.

Meanwhile, on the other end of the phone, in the "gentle haven" he longed for, Ling Xiao casually tossed his phone onto the pillow, buried his face in Xie Yuhua's neck, which still carried a cool, refreshing scent, and mumbled indistinctly, "So annoying... I'll sleep a little longer..." Xie Yuhua tightened her arms around him, gently nuzzling his soft hair with her chin, her eyes filled with unreserved indulgence and peace of mind, and whispered in response, "Okay, go to sleep."