Chapter 648 Qing'an Residence

Let's go back ten days.

On a lazy afternoon, Mu An went out for a stroll as usual, and Qing He, as usual, embarked on her food-hunting journey in between games.

She wandered around the house in her monster-themed pajamas, from the kitchen to the living room, then from the living room to the tea room, and finally grabbed a plate of spirit fruits and wandered into Mu An's study.

Judging from her natural and skillful movements, this was clearly not the first time such a thing had happened.

At home, Qinghe has always been uninhibited. In her "simple" values, the whole house is her territory.

Qinghe can go wherever she wants!

In the past, Qinghe would often sneak into Mu'an's room in front of him, leaving her own marks in Mu'an's room with her little hands that were stained with oil and juice.

If Mu An said anything to her, Qing He would pretend to wipe it a couple of times, making the already small stain even bigger.

If Mu An didn't say anything, she would pretend she didn't know anything until she finished all the snacks she brought into the room, and then she would leisurely lie back on the sofa.

Mu An usually didn't react to this "bad" behavior, treating Qinghe as if she were his pet cat or dog.

As we all know, you can't reason with cats and dogs. Expecting them to be well-behaved and sensible is wishful thinking. It's a blessing in disguise that they don't destroy the house.

The humanoid creature named "Qinghe" is more powerful than ordinary cats and dogs. Its level of harm is comparable to that of small monsters in other worlds. If it is not punished, its destructive power is unparalleled.

With the idea that it's better to avoid trouble, Mu An would selectively ignore Qing He in most cases, as if she didn't exist.

Such obvious perfunctory behavior could not escape Qinghe's eyes, but Qinghe did not care much about Mu'an's attitude. She had always acted as the queen at home, doing whatever she wanted.

But today, after wandering into Mu An's study, Qing He felt an unusual sense of surreptitiousness about her.

Standing in front of Mu An's desk, Qing He stared wide-eyed at the table, noticing something amiss, and her breathing quickened involuntarily.

The cabinet, which is always locked, is unlocked today!

Her breathing became increasingly rapid, and in that short moment, countless thoughts flashed through Qinghe's mind.

Reason told her that it was better not to touch Mu An's things; this cabinet contained Mu An's memories, and it was a place she shouldn't set foot in.

but……

If you calculate the time, she has been by Mu An's side for over three hundred years...

From a teenage girl to a woman over three hundred years old, from being full of vigor to living a life of idleness, from being cautious to doing whatever she wants...

So much time has passed that Qinghe has forgotten what she originally looked like.

Even today, Qinghe herself has forgotten the past and her original thoughts.

Even though the initial infatuation has long since turned into habit, and even though Qinghe has long since defined her current feelings as familial affection.

Even though Qinghe had told herself countless times that these were all unimportant things, and that living in the present and enjoying life was the most important thing.

But when Qinghe stood in front of the desk and saw the unlocked cabinet, her long-dormant heart stirred again.

She was panting heavily, and her hand, which was hanging in mid-air, unconsciously moved forward, getting closer and closer to the slightly ajar cabinet door.

His breathing became increasingly rapid, his blood seemed to boil silently, and his dangling hand moved forward and backward.

After catching her breath for a while, Qinghe suddenly leaned against the window, looking left and right, just like a little thief.

After confirming that Mu An was not nearby, Qing He suddenly slapped her cheeks.

She kept trying until her cheeks flushed slightly, then swallowed hard and made up her mind.

"I'll just open the cabinet to take a look, I absolutely won't touch anything inside!"

"Thinking about it carefully, if there were anything you couldn't show me, you would surely carry it with you at all times!"

"Yes, that's it! How could someone of your stature make such a mistake? Since he didn't lock the cabinet, he must have wanted me to find it!"

"That's right! That's exactly it! There's no mistake!"

Despite saying things she herself didn't believe, Qinghe's trembling hands finally opened the cabinet.

A yellowed picture book came into Qinghe's eyes.

……

"call--"

Sitting at the table, Qinghe was lost in thought for a long, long time.

She silently closed the sketchbook in her hand and slumped back in her chair.

After sitting there slumped for a while, Qinghe rubbed her cheeks and whispered something.

"I really am lucky."

In the slightly lonely atmosphere, Qinghe shrank into her pajamas, as if that would bring her some comfort.

After about half an hour, seeing that Mu An still hadn't returned and hadn't noticed her little actions, Qinghe clenched her sleeves and let out a long sigh.

"Sir...you deliberately showed me all this, what are you trying to tell me?"

"What can someone as weak as me do for you?"

With a soft sigh, Qinghe tucked the picture album into her bosom.

She made up her mind: she would steal the picture book that had been specially placed here and would never return it, no matter what!

……

Six days ago, the Five Spirits Mystic Maiden, who had disappeared for over a hundred years, suddenly returned to the mansion.

After an hour-long exchange, Qinghe and Wuling Xuannv had an unprecedented conflict.

Unlike her previous image of always getting beaten up, Qinghe is exceptionally assertive this time.

Before the Five Spirits Mystic Maiden's bewildered gaze, Qinghe simultaneously manipulated hundreds of magical treasures, which swarmed towards her.

Among them are even several supreme treasures of the Golden Immortal level.

To achieve this, Qinghe's control over the magic weapon must have reached at least the level of a half-step Golden Immortal.

Even the Five Spirits Mystic Maiden, who had absorbed countless faiths, was put on the defensive when faced with Qinghe, and was forced to retreat step by step, giving rise to thoughts of fleeing.

But Qinghe refused to give up today. Filled with rage, she used her cultivation at the Refining Void and Harmonizing Dao Realm to forcefully defeat the Five Spirit Mystic Maidens of the Spirit Immortal Realm.

Having gone this far, Qinghe was still not satisfied. She set up an array in the mansion, turning it into a furnace, intending to completely melt away the Five Spirits Mystic Maiden's divine status and knock her down from her divine position.

It was at this time that Mu An appeared.

With a sigh, time and space within the entire mansion were completely distorted.

The burning flames disappeared, and the mansion returned to its former appearance.

Along with the raging flames, the Five Spirits Mystic Maiden, whose divine status was about to be stripped away, also vanished.

……

Five days ago, the entire mansion was engulfed in flames.

Four days ago, Qinghe smashed up Mu'an's study.

Three days ago, Qinghe brought a plate of dirty water, trying to give Mu'an a taste of her own medicine.

That night, Qinghe was hung from a tree and had her head flicked all night.

……

"I refuse to accept this!"

"Um."

"The Five Spirits Mystic Maiden is not your daughter, sir! She is destined to bring you trouble."

"I know."

Will the gentleman apologize to me?

"Won't."

"Sir, you've really gone too far."

……

"I'd like to name this room. Could you write it down for me, sir?"

"it is good."