"I got it."

After Xu Xingguang looked at all the other photos, the two returned.

The palace was really too large. By the time Xu Xingguang and Uncle Xia returned to the main hall, Huo Wen’an had already taken a nap and woken up.

He was wearing black silk pajamas, draped in a black and red checkered robe, his skin cool and pale as he sat weakly in a wheelchair tinkering with his camera.

Upon hearing footsteps, Huo Wen’an maneuvered his wheelchair to turn around, picked up the camera and aimed it at Xu Xingguang at the end of the corridor.

Today, he was using a long zoom lens, and despite being dozens of meters away, he could clearly see Xu Xingguang’s expression.

Her brows slightly furrowed, as if she had encountered something difficult. She put down the camera, and when Xu Xingguang walked up, Huo Wen’an teased her with a smile: "You look troubled, did you bump into a ghost in this house?"

Xu Xingguang thought of the man in the photo who resembled her grandfather and unexpectedly nodded, her tone complex: "Seems like I did bump into a ghost."

Huo Wen’an was taken aback.

Having learned about Xu Xingguang’s experiences, Huo Wen’an, who originally firmly believed in atheism, now also began to wonder if those things really existed.

Therefore, upon hearing Xu Xingguang’s response, Huo Wen’an believed it and genuinely thought there was a ghost in the palace.

He pondered a bit and seriously suggested, "How about I send someone to Xia Country to invite a master from Guo’an Temple to check the house?"

Upon hearing these words, not only was Xu Xingguang a bit bewildered, but Uncle Xia and Zheng Lie were also looking shocked.

Xu Xingguang burst into laughter on the spot, held Huo Wen’an’s face, and boldly kissed his eyelid, "Just kidding, let’s go eat."

Huo Wen’an was kissed and felt a bit numb.

The housekeeper and Zheng Lie quickly turned around, pretending as if they didn’t see anything.

Huo Wen’an didn’t mind them seeing it.

He liked being kissed and cuddled by Xu Xingguang, and if she didn’t initiate, he wouldn’t mind taking the initiative.

When there were no guests, Huo Wen’an usually dined in the small restaurant by the Rose Garden.

Usually, Huo Wen’an sat at the main seat, a row of people standing behind him to serve his meals.

When he first arrived at Divine Concealment Island, Huo Wen’an wasn’t accustomed to this arrangement, thinking only someone paralyzed needed such assistance.

But later, he forced himself to accept it all.

Occupying this position, he couldn’t dream of living an ordinary life.

Today, as usual, Huo Wen’an sat at the main seat.

Seeing Xu Xingguang sitting alone on the left side of the long dining table, Huo Wen’an pondered a bit, rose, and went around to sit across from Xu Xingguang.

This gave Huo Wen’an a feeling of being back in Cangshan Town.

Noticing this scene, Uncle Xia hesitated to speak, but thinking there were no outsiders here, he pretended not to see.

Huo Wen’an ate a vegetarian meal while Xu Xingguang indulged in meat and fish.

Seeing Xu Xingguang eating heartily with a good appetite, and then glancing at his own bland food, Huo Wen’an felt life was dull.

But for the sake of his health, he endured the dullness and shoved the food into his stomach.

Xu Xingguang suddenly put down her chopsticks and asked Uncle Xia, "Can I borrow the kitchen?"

Huo Wen’an abruptly looked up.

Seeing Huo Wen’an’s delighted response, Uncle Xia dared not say anything else and quickly led Xu Xingguang to the kitchen.

And when Huo Wen’an saw Xu Xingguang heading to the kitchen, he disdainfully put down his spoon and pushed away the clear porridge and side dishes.

Seeing this, the maids were very nervous, fearing Huo Wen’an might lose his temper.

But Huo Wen’an just quietly sat in his dining chair, waiting for more than ten minutes, until he saw Xu Xingguang bring out a bowl of handmade chicken noodle soup on a tray.

"The broth was previously simmered by the chef. Have it first, I’ll make it for you again tonight." Xu Xingguang placed the noodles in front of Huo Wen’an, then returned to her own seat.

She didn’t pay further attention to Huo Wen’an and focused on her own meal.

Xu Xingguang had cut the chicken finely. Not sure how she did it, but it was tender and smooth without any dry texture of chicken. The handmade noodles were thin and short, so Huo Wen’an didn’t need to slurp, making it easier to eat.

Huo Wen’an ate with great appetite, finishing more than half the bowl.

If it weren’t for his poor stomach being unable to take anymore, he really wanted to finish the soup and noodles completely.

Seeing Huo Wen’an with a good appetite today, Uncle Xia sincerely hoped Xu Xingguang could stay longer.

This thought just surfaced in his mind when Uncle Xia heard Huo Wen’an ask Xu Xingguang, "How long do you plan to stay this time?"

"About twenty days."

Upon hearing this, Huo Wen’an finally smiled. "Then once I feel better, I’ll take you around the island."