The horror of being captured last time remained in Rongnuan’s mind. Ronghua blamed herself very much. “I’m sorry, Rongnuan. I made you afraid when I left without saying goodbye. I’m so sorry,” she said.

But Rongnuan blamed himself more than she did. “It’s alright. I’m afraid that you will leave me alone,” he said.

Ronghua stroked his hair helplessly and said, “Rongnuan, I won’t leave you alone. There’s what I want to do here. How could I just leave without taking you?”

Rongnuan was relieved after hearing this and fell into Ronghua’s arms. Ronghua sighed helplessly and took him in her arms. With a snap of her fingers, the spatial warping unfolded. When she stepped out, she saw the other three standing outside, waiting for her. They didn’t know what’s going on inside, so they dared not act rashly.

As soon as they came out, Xia Pumo asked in a hurry, “Ronghua, are you alright?”

Ronghua glanced at him and shook her head feebly. “It’s okay, I’ll send him back to have a rest, and he will be fine later. What’s up?”

Xia Pumo was relieved when he heard that it was alright. “That’s good. Good,” he said.

Ronghua paid no attention to them anymore. Xia Pumo came over and said, “Well, Ronghua, it’s almost evening. Do you want to have dinner with us? There’s a family feast today.”

“Forget it. I don’t like this kind of family feast. Besides, when your third uncle sees me, he looks as if I have robbed him of something.” Ronghua said.

Xia Pumo said, “Don’t be so blunt, will you? I’m too embarrassed to go on.”

“Sister Ronghua, you... “

Jun Lang caught up, trying to tell her something, “Sister, I...”

Ronghua didn’t stop, but the golden light in her hand was gathering.

“Jun Lang, leave me alone!”

Since it was so, Jun Lang stopped.

But Murong Zhe said, “Ronghua, thanks for resolving the imperial clan of Zither this time. You also took credit for that, so if you don’t come, you will make Patriarch Xia lose his face.”

Ronghua paused and then continued walking.

Xia Pumo came over and asked, “Is it okay to do so?”

You also knew the temper of Ronghua. She did not seem to have a temper. But if you offended her, you would be snuffed out.

Murong Zhe didn’t care at all and said, “It’s okay, Mo. Ronghua has agreed, so you make preparations for it! It’s rare for Ronghua to attend such a banquet. Don’t screw it up.”

Xia Pumo pursed his lips and nodded heavily, but there was no way.

The gentleness in Jun Lang’s face dissipated as Ronghua walked away. “I have to go ahead of time, and I don’t have to attend the family banquet,” he said.

When Jun Lang left, Murong Zhe didn’t even look at him, but Xia Pumo politely responded, “It’s okay.”

Murong Zhe was leaning on Xia Pumo, with his face buried in his neck. He only felt that the fragrance of Xia Pumo’s body became more intense, and he couldn’t help being lazy. He squinted his eyes and said, “How is your brother? Will he attend this family feast?”

Xia Pumo also put his arm around his back, fondling his back. He kept silent for a while and said, “Not so good.”

“Not so good? Impossible! Is it just because he was nearly insulted by Yang Quan? But he didn’t succeed in the end, did he?” he thought.

Murong Zhe was stroked by him and groaned with comfortable enjoyment. His face rubbed intentionally or unintentionally against Xia Pumo’s neck, which made Xia Pumo itch for a moment, and his hands became tighter.

Xia Pumo whispered, “After you died, what I did was vain in my depressed years. Even the most careless disciples in the imperial clan could see that I was absent-minded and could not conceal the melancholy in my eyes. At that time, they did not know what the reason was. Later, when I learned that there was a way to revive you, I got very excited.”

It was not necessary to ask what kind of life Xia Pumo had lived in those years. Although it made him so miserable, it was worth exploring his mind with this method.

Thinking of this, he kissed the white earlobe of Xia Pumo.

In the evening, the imperial clan of Zither was ablaze with lights. Because of the recasting of the imperial clan of Zither, there was always a permanent coolness.

Xia Pumo was responsible for the family feast.

As the patriarch of the imperial clan of Zither, he had to clean up better. For these few days, he had been busy with the recasting of the imperial clan of Zither, so even the grooming was done in one stroke, and he didn’t tidy up at all.

Before the family banquet, Xia Pumo had already freshened up, and Murong Zhe, who had never liked being tied up, was well-dressed.

During this period, Murong Zhe’s face went black several times. After all, Xia Pumo did it, and he couldn’t make him angry.

The food of the imperial clan of Zither had always been green, but they called it self-cultivation.

Murong Zhe was speechless. Self-cultivation was only used to restrain the disciples from breaking the rules, but it was a torture for him.

He never attended their family feasts, for the previous ones had set him up.

“Mo, can’t I attend?”

Xia Pumo helped him put on the coat and said with a serious face, “No, this family banquet is different from the past. You are now the patriarch of the imperial clan of Zither, and even Ronghua has attended, can you not go?”

There was nothing he could say to refute it.

“All right.”

The family banquet of the imperial clan of Zither was held in the yard outside the main hall of the imperial clan of Zither. The patriarch of the imperial clan of Zither sat on the throne. The positions of the elders of the imperial clan of Zither went down in turn. Both sides sat opposite to each other. Xia Pumo sat beside the elders, probably because Murong Zhe didn’t like to be with the elders. After the people in the yard sat down, the disciples of the imperial clan of Zither did it in turn.

Ronghua led Rongnuan and Qingyi in to sit down. During that time, Ronghua showed no expression and was the same as Murong Zhe in making the family feast dull and dreary.

At this time, Xia Puyang came in with the Third Elder.

It was about that he had a headache when he saw Murong Zhe before, and now Ronghua was also here, which made him even more painful, so he simply chose not to see them. Xia Puyang said nothing, but with a slight smile, which made people feel comfortable. However, Xia Pumo could see that his brother was much thinner.

The patriarch sat down and said a few polite words. Then the banquet started.

A bowl of soup was served first.

There must be a bowl of soup before the meal. Of course, Murong Zhe would not drink it. He said that the dish was too bad to eat, so Xia Pumo told him that he would eat it for him at the banquet.

Therefore, he put the dark-purple round can in front of him. Murong Zhe couldn’t bear it just by smelling that smell.

However, he looked at Ronghua playfully and saw that she raised her hand to deliver the soup to her mouth. When she smelled it, her brow implied that she was holding back something. The tip of her brow shook twice. Murong Zhe couldn’t stop laughing.

Ronghua was also speechless. If this soup could be made like this, this man must be a “talent”!

She was ready for the smell, but she could not help closing her eyes and lifting her forehead. It was a while before she came back from her great trance, but her lips were already changed.

Murong Zhe looked at her, but Ronghua suddenly looked at him, which frightened him. He saw the smile on Ronghua’s face deepened, and his body began to tremble and unconsciously lean toward Xia Pumo.

He felt he was going to be in trouble.

Ronghua turned to see that Rongnuan was holding the bowl, thinking whether or not to drink it. She grasped his hand. Rongnuan turned around and saw Ronghua shaking her head at him. “Just forget it if you can’t drink, give it to me!” she said.

Rongnuan gave it to her, and Ronghua looked at the bowl of soup with a smile. Murong Zhe trembled again. Seeing Ronghua drank it expressionlessly this time, he was a little scared. He did not dare to laugh, and he drank it without hesitation.

He drank it in one sip and almost squirted it out. How could this happen? He was holding a sip of the soup and looked at Xia Pumo anxiously. But Xia Pumo was a little confused, and whispered, “Is there any more left? Impossible! I’ve finished it.”

Murong Zhe now understood that Ronghua must have made it. No wonder she drank it expressionlessly just now. All the soup was transferred to him. Now his mouth was full of bitter soup, but he could not swallow, nor dare spit out. He was very embarrassed.

When Xia Pumo saw this, he guessed something. He lowered his head and turned to see that other people were eating. He kissed Murong Zhe and drank the soup from his mouth.

It happened in an instant, no one except Ronghua saw it, of course. Seeing Xia Pumo’s behavior, the chopsticks in Ronghua’s hand almost fell off, was this all right?

Ronghua turned her head and sighed.

“What you did this time is really beyond my expectation,” Qingyi said.

Ronghua slowly raised her head without looking over. From beginning to end, Qingyi sat there calmly, tasting the food in front of her.

“It’s just an Ice Lotus of the Heart’s Blood, nothing to show off.”

Qingyi said, “Haha, my sister knows a lot. I just don’t know if the next change of the imperial clan of Zither was done by you intentionally or unintentionally? “

Ronghua asked, “Qingyi, what are you trying to say?”

Qingyi smiled and put down her chopsticks. “I have seen all the changes that have taken place since the recasting of the imperial clan of Zither. This didn’t chime in with the wishes of Murong Zhe. Though he is the last beneficiary, you are the initiator,” she said.

Ronghua turned her head and held her head in one hand and rubbed the table with the other one consciously or unconsciously. “So? What are you trying to say?” she asked.

Qingyi didn’t look at her. “Sister,” she kept saying in a low voice, “Do you miss the Race of Gods? All these changes are in accordance with the pattern of the Realm of Gods. Is it possible that you want to treat the imperial clan of Zither as another Realm of Gods?”

Another Realm of Gods? How could it be? The Realm of Gods wouldn’t be replaced by other things in her heart. If one day it would, that must be a greater desire.