Chapter 475 Meeting an Old Friend (6)
Later, she went to the northwest, and the news of Xie Jingxing's death in battle came. After the previous shock, Shen Miao slowly calmed down. In his previous life, Xie Jingxing should not have gone to war at this time, but in this life and the past, Xie Jingxing had the same ending. Shen Miao did not believe in fate, not to mention her understanding of Xie Jingxing in this life. She did not believe that such a powerful person like Xie Jingxing would die so miserably.
If Xie Jingxing was planning something with this move, she would have believed it somewhat. If dying in battle meant starting over with a new identity, free from all the potential hassles, that would have suited the man's decisive nature. But Xie Jingxing's ambitions couldn't be sustained by his status as the Young Marquis of Lin'an Prefecture.
What exactly is his ambition? Shen Miao's eyes fell on the black and white chessboard, and a trace of horror flashed through his mind.
"You've always had good luck." Xie Jingxing looked at her leisurely.
“But…” Shen Miao hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn’t help asking, “How did you become the current King Rui?”
Did Xie Jingxing create a false identity? If so, he was incredibly audacious. He was impersonating someone from the Daliang royal family, and even the Yongle Emperor's younger brother. If he were discovered, he'd be dead a thousand times over. But if it was true... then what had been his identity for the previous decade or so? Why did he become Xie Ding's son in Mingqi?
"I was originally the King Rui of the Liang Dynasty." Xie Jingxing said, "Now the property is returned to its original owner."
Shen Miao’s heart moved: “Isn’t Lord Xie your father?”
Xie Jingxing laughed disdainfully: "Marquis of Lin'an? Why is he qualified to be my father?"
That meant Xie Jingxing wasn't Xie Ding's biological son. Shen Miao felt increasingly horrified. Xie Jingxing's identity likely implicated a lot of things, things she had never noticed in her previous life. Shen Miao suddenly recalled that in her previous life, Fu Xiuyi had spared no effort in suppressing Xie Jingxing, even going so far as to place his men within the Xie family army, ultimately leading to Xie Jingxing's death at the hands of his own men. Both the father and son of the Xie family had perished on the battlefield, and the Xie family had no descendants besides Xie Changwu and Xie Changchao. Was it really because the Fu family wanted to undermine the Xie family's achievements, or had Fu Xiuyi already discovered the inconsistency of Xie Jingxing's identity? Was Fu Xiuyi trying to... eradicate them completely?
Her expression flickered, and Xie Jingxing saw it, his eyes gleaming deeply, his smile growing even warmer. His appearance was remarkable, a perfect blend of handsomeness and beauty, a perfect blend of both good and evil, quite striking. He knocked on the table, "You've grown quite a bit since I came to see you today, old friend."
Shen Miao came back to her senses, looked at him and said, “Prince Rui is also enjoying great glory now.”
From being the young Marquis Xie of Lin'an Marquisate to being the current Prince Rui, Xie Jingxing has become more and more valuable. Originally, he was just a big shot in Dingjing City and Mingqi, but now that Prince Rui's reputation has spread, I'm afraid it will soar to the sky.
"Are you satisfied?" Xie Jingxing raised his lips and smiled: "Are you proud of it?"
Shen Miao's expression was dignified. "I am from Mingqi, and Prince Rui is from Daliang. We don't interfere with each other, so why would we be proud of each other?"
Xie Jingxing picked up the mask on the table and put it back on. The silver mask fitted his features perfectly. Instead of obscuring his radiance, it made his mysterious, night-like aura even more alluring.
“That’s not what you said when you kissed me.” His eyes were more moving than the autumn moon outside, flowing over Shen Miao, and he said: “Didn’t you say that I am yours?”
Shen Miao refused to admit it: "Prince Rui remembered it wrongly."
"I'll help you remember it later." Xie Jingxing stood up, and the corner of his purple robe suddenly swept across the table, disrupting the game of chess.
He said, "I'll come to see you next time, Shen... Jiaojiao."
Shen Miao: “…”
Xie Jingxing darted out the window. Shen Miao watched his back, thinking that she would have to ask Shen Qiu to arrange a few more guards at the gate of the courtyard tomorrow. After all, many of the people living in this house are experts. Chen Xin, Luo Xueyan, and Shen Qiu are also people who have served in the military. How could they not be alert at all? Allowing people to come and go freely in the mansion is really a joke.
Outside the window, a man in purple was walking along the street beside the Shen residence's wall. At midnight, the street was deserted, save for the man and the guards behind him, their elongated figures swaying in the moonlight.
Even the moonlight couldn't conceal the brilliance, and the silver mask gleamed brightly. The guard behind him said, "The master seems to be in a good mood."
He said he was meeting an old friend, and after entering the Chen residence and coming out again, he had a smile on his face from beginning to end. I don't know what good news he heard that made him so happy.
The young man glanced at the guard. The gold thread on his sleeves was faintly visible, and even in the night, he looked stunning and heroic. His eyes seemed to be smiling, and his voice was as pleasant and moving as a spring breeze.
"It's nice to meet interesting people."
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