Jiang Jinxing blinked his round eyes and said, "Princess Xiang suffered a lot several years ago."
At that time, he had just entered Bailu Academy.
When the weather got hot, elder sister couldn't dress up as an ugly man anymore, so she specifically told him to help keep an eye on those frivolous young men in the academy and not let them cause trouble for Rong Ting.
He still remembered how his elder sister looked at that time, she was very nervous. He was also young at that time and was fooled. He really thought that Rong Ting was bullied in the academy.
Looking back now, Rong Ting was probably only bullied on the surface, but he had already started to stir up trouble behind the scenes.
If his guess was correct, Rong Ting had already decided on his sister before he graduated from the academy.
Most people in the world are bluffing, and there are very few who can restrain themselves.
This man allowed his elder sister to misunderstand that he was weak and could be bullied, and he did not explain. He just went with the flow, creating many opportunities for them to get along with each other. He was very scheming.
However, this was still within the range that he could tolerate. He was only annoyed by one thing.
If it was really his doing that alienated Princess Xiang and Prince Xiang, he would have known about it since my sister had been investigating Princess Xiang for so long.
Jiang Jinxing was angry inside, but he didn't show it on his face. He just smiled playfully and even looked like he was joking.
He knew how much to say.
He only mentioned the matters between other couples and did not mention them further.
It would be best if Sister could guess it, so she could go find Rong Ting herself and ask him clearly.
If she couldn't guess it... he had already hinted at it, so he had also given her a heads-up.
If she doesn't realize that she has been wronged, he, as her younger brother, has to roll up his sleeves and help her get back at justice.
Otherwise, Rong would really think that all the members of his Jiang family were fools.
Jiang Rao did not respond.
She took Jiang Jinxing's words to heart, but did not show any surprise.
Instead, he took the teapot from Ming Shao's hand and refilled Jiang Jinxing's cup with tea. "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Even drinking tea can't stop you from talking."
Sister was deliberately avoiding his questions.
But judging from her reaction, she should understand what he wanted her to know.
"It's not that I can't shut up. What I said were all important things." Jiang Jinxing was satisfied, crossed his legs, and leaned back lazily, "I am 80% to 90% sure of what I just said."
He finished his tea and stood up, satisfied.
"Let's go, don't see me off."
…
The curtain was raised and then lowered.
Outside the curtain, the heavy snow had just stopped and the sky was dark.
Behind the curtain, Jiang Rao put down the purple clay teapot she was holding and lowered her eyebrows slightly.
Different from the expression Jiang Jinxing had when he came here just now, there was a hint of deep thought in her eyes.
His eyes are focused, as if he is looking at the carved tea tray with a purple clay teapot on it, or as if he is in a trance, immersed in his own world, thinking about something.
There was thick snow in the yard, and clear sunlight came in through the window lattices, shining on the cups.
The purple clay teapot was placed back on the tea tray by Jiang Rao, in the center of the tray.
There are two cups on the side, and these three objects together form an extremely straight line.
Jiang Rao looked at them and suddenly smiled. Her casual and relaxed personality, after living with Rong Ting, who was too neat and tidy, for a long time, had actually made her learn his style.
But when she thought of what Jiang Jinxing had just said, the smile on her face gradually disappeared.
The tea on the table was getting cold.
Worries are like a ball of thread that can't be untied. The more you think about it, the more tangled it becomes.
…
official residence.
One quarter after noon.
Liao Qiubai was anxious to find Rong Ting, and walked through the corridor with his sleeves fluttering in the wind.
Rong Ting was leaning against the antique shelf, flipping through bamboo slips when Liao Qiubai strode in and said straight to the point, "I came here after hearing the news. Is it true that the person captured by Young Master Jiang is the second Miss Shen from the Shen Mansion?"
When Rong Ting nodded, Liao Qiubai said "Strange" twice.
"What's going on?"
Rong Ting threw the bamboo slips in his hand to Liao Qiubai, "Take a look."
Liao Qiubai flipped open the bamboo slips and read: "Wei Wenhan, a native of Shansui County, Qingzhou Prefecture..."
He closed the bamboo slip and handed it back to Rong Ting, "Who is Wei Wenhan?"
"The maid in the Shen Mansion has a similar figure to Shen Qinying."
"It turned out that she was the one who lost her life in the sea of fire." Liao Qiubai suddenly realized, "So, Miss Shen has been living as that maid all these years?"
He lowered his head and thought, "Mrs. Shen also died in the fire that year. Could it be that she also used someone else's identity..."
Rong Ting shook his head, and Liao Qiubai showed an expression of disbelief, "The fire was only caused by Miss Shen Er?"
He was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time. After a while, he spoke again, his tone was still unbelievable, "She just wanted to live a more comfortable life, but she killed several people and even her own mother died in the fire..."
Liao Qiubai felt a chill in his heart, "He is so greedy for life and afraid of death, and he is so cruel and ruthless..."
He did not make any further comments, but only said: "This time, I'm afraid she can't escape the death penalty."
Rong Ting closed the document in his hand.
“
The death penalty is still too light a sentence. ”
…
2:00 p.m.
The sky is still bright.
The prison was gloomy and dark, as if it was already night.
Shen Xiuying hugged her knees, curled up in the cell that was as damp and cold as a cellar.
She looked around with empty and desperate eyes, her body trembling.
Something is wrong. Something must be wrong.
In the previous life, the soul-guiding lamp was clearly stolen by her and ended up in her hands.
It was late at night. With trembling hands, she hid in a corner of the corridor. She took out a lamp from her arms and burned her hair into the wick, hoping to steal a bit of blessing to protect herself.
As soon as her hair touched the flames and was slightly singed, she was stabbed in the throat by Rong Ting who came rushing over.
She thought that she had failed to steal the blessed opportunity, and even deeply regretted her act of stealing the lantern.
But when she opened her eyes again, she was sure that the soul-guiding lamp and the blessings it brought were given to her.
Thirty years of your life and three years of keeping the lanterns are such great blessings. She should have everything she wants in her life.
But she ended up living to the end of her life, even worse than in her previous life. In her previous life, it was her greed that caused her to die young. In this life... she had nothing left, and she might not even live to the same age as in her previous life.
Hugging Shen Xiuying who was curled up in the corner, her teeth were chattering from the cold and her heart was chilled.
She has always had an obsession in her heart.
She is a person blessed by the soul-guiding lamp, and everything goes smoothly for her, and she can turn misfortune into good fortune.
If she didn't have such a firm belief, she wouldn't dare to return to the capital where she might be recognized at any time.
But considering everything she had experienced over the years, she could no longer believe it.
She escaped by posing as a maid and went far away, thinking that with her talent and beauty, she could at least marry a minor official, or at worst a wealthy man. Who would have thought that all the men she met over the years were blinded by lust and only wanted to be intimate with her, not to marry her as their legal wife.
Without the identity of the second legitimate daughter of the Shen family, how could she live so easily?
But she didn't dare tell anyone that she was the second daughter of the Shen family who came from the capital. Otherwise, being exiled to Ningguta, being charged with murder, arson and deceiving the emperor were all things she didn't want to endure.
Jiang Rao married the King of Qi, and her life in this life was much better than her previous life...
No matter how unwilling she was, she had to admit it.
She stole the lamp, but failed to steal the blessings.
He protected what he really wanted to protect.
people.
But who is the King of Qi?
Shen Xiuying was puzzled and regretted why she did not ask about Jiang Rao when she entered Beijing.
She knew that she must be living a better life than her. As long as she didn't ask, she could deceive herself and imagine that Jiang Rao was having a terrible time.
Shen Xiuying looked down at her skinny wrists and cracked skin, then thought of the white and delicate hand she saw in front of the porridge stall. She felt so jealous that she almost cried.
There were several footsteps outside the room where she was being held.
"Your Highness, this is it."
The jailer's voice was flattering and fawning as he turned the key and opened the door to the cell.
All these sounds entered Shen Xiuying's ears, causing her to suddenly look up and straighten her body.
As soon as she heard it, she knew that an important person had come outside.
She held her breath and tensed up.
Even though she didn't know who the visitor was, she quickly tidied up her messy hair, wiped the dust off her face, and a hint of hope appeared in her eyes.
Maybe, maybe he is an old friend of her father.
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