"Ahem, it's nothing!"
Jiang Xiaobai cleared his throat. "I just... thought of a few little things that made me happy!"
"Oh?"
Xiao Yunshu looked at Jiang Xiaobai's embarrassed expression and said softly, "I thought you were so happy because I'd attended to you, my lord!"
"No, that's not it!"
At her words, Jiang Xiaobai hurriedly shook his head with a guilty conscience.
This woman...
She could read people far too well!
"That's not it?"
Xiao Yunshu stepped a little closer, her smile deepening. "Then all the time I've spent attending to you lately hasn't made you happy at all?"
"No, no, I'm happy! Very happy!"
Jiang Xiaobai answered helplessly.
Ah, if only I hadn't laughed out loud!
Now he was damned if he was happy and damned if he wasn't!
They returned to Clearheart Courtyard.
After entering his room, Jiang Xiaobai closed the door, sat down at the table, and took a black seal from inside his robes.
Chen Jian had handed the seal back to him on their way back.
After all, Chen Jian had merely helped him retrieve it from within the Mysterious Dragon Gate.
Jiang Xiaobai held the seal in his hand and examined it carefully.
He stared in bewilderment at the crooked markings on the Seal, which looked like a ghost's scribbles.
"What exactly does this mean?"
Frowning, Jiang Xiaobai turned it over several times.
The Former Emperor had taken it into his tomb and placed it alongside his final edict and the Nation-Guarding Sword. That alone proved it was no ordinary object.
Could it be some sort of token of identity?
Even after studying it for a while, Jiang Xiaobai could make neither head nor tail of it. In the end, he could only put it away for the time being.
Knock, knock, knock!