Arrogant and domineering because of his good looks: His Majesty always pretends to be righteous

On the large rock, Xia Rongliu and Yuan Qinghe sat facing each other.

Yuan Qinghe, naturally active and with a free-spirited and straightforward personality, couldn't stand the deathly silence and spoke first, "I thought it was a female ghost, it scared me half to death." After saying that, he glanced at Xia Rongliu, "Just a little girl, aren't you afraid of being unsafe at night?"

Xia Rongliu said she didn't want to talk to this guy, but in order not to leave her alone, she still asked, "I came here to find a Taoist temple. Do you know where there is a Taoist temple nearby?"

Yuan Qinghe said, "I know this place well. I just ran out of there." "What do you want with the Taoist temple?"

"Mind your own business. Just tell me if you know or not. If you do, take me there." Xia Rongliu smoothed her hair, which had been ruffled by tree branches while she was squatting.

Yuan Qing chuckled smugly, "Where are you going in the middle of the night? Are you planning to steal something? If you want, take me with you."

Xia Rongliu rolled her eyes. "Who stole anything? Do you even know? If you don't, I'm leaving. I'll leave you here to be caught by the female ghost!" Xia Rongliu threatened Yuan Qinghe.

Yuan Qinghe, after being chopped, exclaimed, "Hey, hey, I don't know who was yelling so loudly just now. Isn't that female ghost you too? Trying to scare me? I'm thirteen, okay?!"

"Heh, you were thirteen and you were still screaming in terror, saying there was a female ghost~ I'm so scared~" Xia Rongliu said deliberately in a high-pitched voice.

Yuan Qing smiled warmly, "Didn't you want to go to the Taoist temple? I'll take you there." I want to see what you little brat are up to, hmph.

Fifteen minutes later, Xia Rongliu, clinging to the wall with her feet brushing against Yuan Qinghe's shoulder, said, "Couldn't you be a little taller? I almost touched you."

Yuan Qing felt as if she had been stabbed in the heart. "I'm not short, okay? I was already over 1.7 meters tall when I was thirteen. It's clearly because you're too short."

Xia Rongliu didn't care about anything else and just said, "Stand still." The next second, she stepped on Yuan Qinghe's head and finally got on. Xia Rongliu complained, "Doesn't the Taoist temple have a back door? Why do I have to climb over the wall?"

"Are you holding on tight?"

Having received an affirmative answer, Yuan Qinghe, who had been waiting for this, squatted down, leaving Xia Rongliu's feet dangling in mid-air. Yuan Qinghe casually said, "Back door? Of course there is! What family doesn't have a back door?" He himself had come out through the back door.

Xia Rongliu clung tightly to him with both hands, saying, "You...you did this on purpose!"

Yuan Qing chuckled twice, "How about it, come and hit me then~"

Xia Rongliu was furious, but she still said in a gentle voice, "Help me down, hurry up." She used her feet to push against the wall to make her hands less uncomfortable.

"I'll help you down, that's fine, but tell me what you're doing here. Then I'll put you down." Yuan Qinghe found it amusing and mocked Xia Rongliu's legs kicking wildly. "Look at your short little legs, stop dangling them like that."

Xia Rongliu's fingers turned white, and her strength waned. "I'm here..." What is it? Did she come to steal something? Should she really tell him that she came here to guard the graves?

“What is it? You need to explain clearly…” Yuan Qinghe’s voice stopped abruptly.

Xia Rongliu couldn't hold on and fell down... Fortunately... Yuan Qinghe acted as a cushion. Xia Rongliu was still surprised that it didn't hurt and was quite soft when Yuan Qinghe stretched out one of his hands in front of her, which startled her.

"Ouch—it hurts, it hurts, you... get up." Yuan Qinghe said weakly, feeling as if he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

Xia Rongliu quickly stood up. "Are you alright?" She didn't want to try and extort money from her later.

"I feel... I'm about to die..." Yuan Qinghe clutched his waist, his face contorted in pain. Xia Rongliu rushed forward to help him, but she was only an eight-year-old girl and couldn't lift him.

Just as they were getting anxious, a furious roar rang out: "What are you doing!"

Xia Rongliu and Yuan Qing froze, looking at each other with only two words left in their minds: We're doomed!

Xia Rongliu found the voice strangely familiar, turned around and exclaimed, "Oh! Isn't that Master Yuanming? Why does he look so disheveled?" Yuan Qinghe asked, "You know him?"

Xia Rongliu realized she had spoken her mind and shook her head, "I don't really know him."

Yuan Qinghe was about to speak, but he fell silent as Master Yuanming approached. Master Yuanming recognized one of the figures immediately—Yuan Qinghe—and assumed the smaller one was a junior disciple from the temple. He frowned and snapped, "You two, come here!"

Yuan Qinghe was filled with regret. He should have known better than to tease her and obediently led her through the back door. Xia Rongliu looked at the trembling Yuan Qinghe and twitched the corner of her mouth. "Well, I'm leaving now. You can take your time, even if you have to crawl."

"Hey? No, wait for me!" Yuan Qinghe didn't dare call out to Master Yuanming, and forced himself to follow, enduring the pain. His limping figure... wow!

Inside the main hall, the lights were on. Two people knelt on either side of the hall. When Master Yuanming saw the other person clearly, he realized that it was not a junior disciple from the Taoist temple, but Xia Rongliu, whom he had seen during the day. For a moment, his face was a mix of emotions.

"Yuan Qinghe!" Frustrated, I'll start by taking it out on my nephew. "You running around late at night is one thing, but you! You used to just cause trouble with kids, and now you're going to kidnap girls?"

Yuan Qing was shocked and said in a wronged tone, "Uncle, she was the one who dressed up as a ghost and scared me first."

Xia Rongliu's brain stopped working the moment that enchanting "Uncle" fell. She turned around sharply to look at Yuan Qinghe. No wonder that "Yuan Qinghe" sounded familiar. The old monk had asked about it during the day.

Good heavens, she thought this guy had also run away from the foot of the mountain. He did run away, but he ran away from the Taoist temple.

"You're clearly a coward, you liar!" Xia Rongliu was furious, glaring at him fiercely. Yuan Qinghe turned around, about to start a fight, but then paused, seeing Xia Rongliu's puffed-up face. This little liar was actually quite pretty.

Xia Rongliu put on an angry look, but it had no intimidating power whatsoever. Instead, she looked like a cute little hamster. Yuan Qinghe chuckled but didn't say anything.

This sound was extremely grating to Xia Rongliu's ears, but since the other party's parents were still there, she could only hum in dissatisfaction.

Master Yuanming gave the two little rascals a good talking-to, explaining how dangerous it was for two children to be out so late at night. Then he said to Xia Rongliu, "You can rest at the Taoist temple tonight. Tomorrow morning I will have a junior disciple inform your mother to come and pick you up. Tell me your home address first."

Xia Rongliu tilted her head back at a 45-degree angle, looked sad for a moment, and then gave the address. Yuan Qinghe, who was next to her, also pricked up his ears and listened attentively. Daoist Yuanming nodded, finished writing it down, and then left, leaving the two of them looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Daoist Master?" Xia Rongliu tried to struggle, but Yuan Qinghe knocked her back to reality. "Don't call him. He's hard of hearing. It looks like he'll have to kneel for a while first."

Xia Rongliu had no choice but to ignore Yuan Qinghe, as she was still angry.

"You actually know my uncle?"

"..."

"Um... what's your name?"

"Little sister, say something." Yuan Qinghe moved even closer to Xia Rongliu.

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