Putting down the butler's tearful hand to him with a list of household expenses, Feisinian's eyes paused for a long time on the huge amount of food expenses, unable to move.

He took a deep breath and poured two pots of tea in succession, finally regaining the smoothness of his breathing. But at this moment, the chef in charge of the mansion came to him and reported that all the meat stored in the mansion for the winter had been used up, and he had to buy new ones before the festival...

As the head of the family, Feisinian immediately made a decision that was wise for him and the whole family after he learned from the pain.

Early the next morning, under the snowflakes that continued to fall all over the sky, Fei Ran and Shang Shan stood blankly on the street outside the mansion with their luggage respectively. Feisinian, who did not have to go to court on holiday, only rewarded them with a word before closing the door of the mansion.

"I can't afford to support you with my salary!" It's better not to come back in the future.

The two foodies who were kicked out of the house mercilessly looked at each other, then touched their noses with self-knowledge, and obediently climbed into the long-distance carriage prepared by Zhishu and headed back to the mountain.

On the long way back to the mountain, the two of them had nothing to do but found something to do. They often huddled together to sleep to pass the time, or they would read the account books sent by Zhishu and she read her scriptures.

That day, she was lying on her side on the bench in the carriage, her head resting on his warm thigh while she was reading scriptures. Fei Ran casually lifted up her disheveled hair and looked down at her, who was becoming more and more radiant and beautiful.

Since replenishing her soul, Shang Shan looks a little different than before. Her eyes are particularly bright and bright, and her temperament is more cheerful. It seems that the shadows caused by the soul mark have been dissipated from her life. It has been a long time since he saw her talking or crying in her sleep. The past that belongs to her seems to have really passed.

"Good, good, good."

"Huh?" She was rubbing her eyes, which were a little sore from reading.

"Do you...remember what happened in your last life?" Master Qingyuan had explained to him the origin of the soul mark phenomenon. Therefore, he had always been worried that she would still be thinking about what happened in her previous life.

Listening to the worry hidden in his voice, Shang Shan raised his eyelashes slightly, sat up and put the book aside.

"I only remember a few." Why is he always so awkward?No matter what he does, he loves to beat around the bush.

"Talk to me." He pulled up the blanket that had slipped down and covered her, wrapping her tightly.

She leaned her head on his shoulder, feeling a little funny in her heart, because her previous life was too short, and it was not complicated enough to make him feel like a powerful enemy.

She no longer knew that it happened hundreds of years ago. She was still young at that time and had been growing up in a deep boudoir, so she didn't know about all the countries in the world or the changes in the outside world. She was just the daughter of a prime minister of a small country, the apple of her eye in the eyes of her parents and aunts.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. When she was seven years old, the sudden death of the late emperor triggered a coup. Her father had served the emperor and the prince since he entered the court. Therefore, after the prince failed to ascend the throne and was killed, the Prime Minister's Office was the first target to be purged by the rebel party.

When the news of the Prime Minister's death in the palace reached the mansion, her mother, who was the wife of the Prime Minister, ordered everyone in the mansion to change into white clothes and plain clothes. Seeing that the raiders were about to arrive, under her mother's order, all the female relatives in the mansion committed suicide one after another. She was held in the arms of the second aunt and given sleeping pills.

She was pinched awake.

When she woke up from the pain, her eyes were wide open, and she looked at the second aunt who loved her the most in shock and pain, and she was squeezing her neck with tears streaming down her face.

"Good boy, don't be afraid...my aunt will accompany you on the journey..."

After a while, the second aunt who had already swallowed the gold was unable to bear the pain in her belly. The second aunt just let go. Her biological mother came over with tears in her eyes and pressed her on the bed. She took over and pinched her hard again...

Feiran couldn't understand why they did that.

"Why?" Life is so precious. When faced with a house raid, what the lady should be thinking about is how to keep her daughter alive, right?

She took a deep breath and spoke calmly.

"To protect the reputation of the prime minister's house from being insulted by anyone." She heard this from her aunt before the incident.

Feiran didn't expect her last life to end so tragically, but while feeling sad for her, he was also very lucky that she could answer the call of the soul paper and come back to the world again. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so lucky to find her.

"Do you still dream about what happened back then?"

"I haven't dreamed about it again." Perhaps the greatest use of replenishing her soul is to forget the memories and pain of her previous life. Before she knew it, she was able to look back on that long-ago past.

Feiran finally felt relieved now. Holding her warm body, his body and mind relaxed. He was in a good mood and even started to dream about the future.

"Someday I will take you to travel around the world and eat all the food you like -"

The dream was cut off by someone, "Aren't you going back to Taoism?"

"Uh..." When he thought of Master Qinggang's evil dragon, he had to take a step back, "Okay, I will discuss with Master Qinggang and let you go down the mountain for fun every year. I can't let you get bored on the mountain, right?"

Shang Shan was silent for a while, clenched his fists, and asked with an unsteady tone.

"...Why are you so nice to me?"

Feiran didn't notice her strange behavior and pointed at her pretty nose, "If I don't treat you better, I'm afraid you won't want me."

She looked at him steadily, her eyes flashing with indescribable emotions. After a while, she silently made a decision in her heart, then relaxed her body and leaned deeply against him.

The carriage beneath him slowly slowed down. Feiran frowned as he listened to the familiar footsteps outside the carriage.

"What's the matter?"

"Third Master." Dali stood outside the carriage and reported in a low voice, "The people from Yuntori Palace are here again." The third group of people has already been sent, and the ghost is really lingering.

Feiran narrowed his cold eyes and said, "Send it away."

"Yes."

When the carriage got back on the road, Shang Shan curiously poked his head out of the window.

"Is there something you're hiding from me?" Why do you often see him, Zhishu and Da Li acting mysteriously recently?

Fei Ran pulled her back into his arms, reached out to close the window sash, and conveyed her in an understatement.

"Well... it's just a trivial matter, not important." Since Nalan Qingyin said that this was an old grudge between Qinggang Zhenren and Yuntori Palace, then little people like them don't have to get involved. Things like conspiracy and power don't need to appear again in her new life.

Chapter 8(1)

Standing in front of the familiar gate of Jishan Taoist Temple again, we looked at the palace at the end of the gate that seemed to be hidden in the clouds. Whether it was Shang Shan or Fei Ran, they no longer felt the same urgency as when they were rushing on their way. Instead, they each sighed.

"You have to be vegetarian again after you go in..." After tasting the top-notch meat dishes in the palace and the Emperor's Mansion, Shang Shan frowned when she thought of the tasteless vegetarian dishes in the temple.

"There are even fewer opportunities to be impulsive..." Feiran was thinking that there were those old Taoist priests in the temple. If he wanted to steal jade and incense, he would probably have to hide and avoid them.

She started to want to back off, "Do you think it's too late to call Zhishu and his carriage back at this time?"

He actively encouraged her to run towards freedom, "Why don't we go back to the town below the mountain and live there for a while before going up the mountain?"

Master Qinggang's cold voice penetrated into their discussion like a ghost.

"You have to be so rude and instigative when you enter the door. Do you want me to help you two?"

The two people who were frozen on the spot looked timidly behind them. Qinggang, who was waiting impatiently, did not give them a chance to struggle, and directly picked up one in one hand and ran to the top of the mountain.

Tired from playing cards, Qingyuan Zhenren, who was temporarily staying in Jiwu Hall to warm himself by the fire and eat oranges, raised his head when Qinggang came to the hall with one big and one small. He then smiled and waved to the two people who were reluctant to come back.

After seeing Shang Shan's soul state, Master Qingyuan nodded with satisfaction.

"Yeah, not bad."

Shang Shan asked worriedly: "Master, Fei Ran gave his soul to me, will it have any impact on him in the future?"