Reborn as the Poisonous Queen of the General's Family

The eldest daughter of a prominent general's family, known for her gentle and virtuous nature, was deeply in love with the Prince of Ding. She voluntarily married him. After six years of supportin...

Chapter 141: Burning of the Ancestral Hall (8)

Chapter 141: Burning of the Ancestral Hall (8)

"I asked Ginkgo in the yard to buy some wine and food, saying that they were sent from the birthday party. They are enjoying the meal right now and have become a little lazy. But leaving is impossible." Jingzhe was still a little afraid of Xie Jingxing, and he looked at Xie Jingxing's face as he spoke.

"Okay." Shen Miao glanced at Jingzhe: "Jingzhe, can you let me trust you?"

Upon hearing this, Jingzhe no longer cared about Xie Jingxing and immediately lowered her head and said, "This servant is loyal to the young lady. I will do anything the young lady asks me to do, even if it means death."

"Then listen, whether it's you, Guyu, Bailu, Shuangjiang, or the other four, no matter what happens, don't come in here. Don't look for me, and don't try to stop me." She pressed the hourglass into Jingzhe's hand: "When this ball of sand flows here—" She pointed to a small mark on the glass: "Go out and call for help. Take advantage of the chaos and rush out directly to the birthday banquet in the East Courtyard. Call for help in front of all the guests. I think you are smart and brave. Whether I tell you or not, you know the best way."

“This…” Jingzhe was a little bewildered, not understanding what Shen Miao meant by this. But when she saw Shen Miao’s expression, all her doubts were swallowed and she said to Shen Miao solemnly, “Your servant can forget about it.”

“Okay, then you get out now.” Shen Miao again ordered with a serious expression: “Remember, no matter what you see or what happens, you are not allowed to come in.”

Jingzhe gritted his teeth, glanced at Xie Jingxing, then at Shen Miao, before nodding and turning to leave the ancestral hall.

After Jingzhe left, Xie Jingxing looked at Shen Miao lazily and said, “What do you want to do by being so mysterious?”

"What do I want to do?" Shen Miao stared at him. Xie Jingxing's posture was relaxed, but his beautiful peach blossom eyes were sharp as knives. Under those eyes, it seemed as if everything in his mind was exposed.

"Young Marquis, if you don't want to be implicated by me, please leave first." She said coldly.

"No one in the world can implicate me." He spoke arrogantly, but it seemed as if he could really do what he said.

“Since you want to be buried with me, I have nothing to say.” Shen Miao turned around.

Xie Jingxing frowned. Before he could understand what Shen Miao meant, he saw Shen Miao suddenly walk to the incense shrine and pause in front of the tablets of the Shen family's ancestors. The next moment, even he was stunned and stopped in his tracks.

Shen Miao suddenly picked up the neatly arranged memorial tablets and, without a word, threw them into the charcoal brazier on the ground. Wood is easy to ignite, and in an instant, the flames, which had been burning a little weak, suddenly shot up high, and the flames devoured the wooden memorial tablets, and the names on them were faintly visible in the flames.

"Are you crazy?" Xie Jingxing looked at Shen Miao, his eyes full of surprise.

Destroying ancestral tablets is a heinous crime, punishable by expulsion from the clan. Such behavior would not be forgiven by one's ancestors even in the afterlife, even a hundred years from now. Shen Miao's sudden action was truly puzzling. Was she venting her frustration at being imprisoned? But by doing so, she would only face greater punishment in the future.

Shen Miao looked coldly at the tablet gradually charring in the flames. It wasn't that she was disobedient, but the spirits of her ancestors certainly couldn't be arbitrarily harmed. However, the most important thing in the world was the present: her future, Chen Xin's future, and the future of the Shen family were clearly more important. If the ancestors knew that her actions could resolve the crisis facing the Shen family, their spirits in heaven would be relieved.

"Young Marquis, it's not too late to leave now." Shen Miao ignored Xie Jingxing's surprise and immediately picked up a handful of tablets and threw them into the charcoal brazier. In an instant, the flames spread even more fiercely.