Chapter 10: Don’t refuse marriage, I like wild
Xie Yao picked up the knife vigilantly and listened attentively.
After a moment, she guessed the identity of the person and silently released her hand holding the knife.
"Creaky", the wooden window of the ancestral hall opened a crack.
Xie Yao tore the chicken leg and ate it calmly.
"Pah!"
The oil-paper bag was thrown in through the gap in the window and rolled to her side.
Another oil-paper bag was thrown in, and a snow-white steamed bun fell out of it.
Xie Yao remained unmoved.
The person outside the window muttered a few words and pushed open the door.
The next moment, her eyes met with her tiptoeing brother's.
"Are you awake? If you're awake, why aren't you responding?" Xie Yan asked in a low voice.
Xie Yao: "What reaction do you want, screaming thief?"
Xie Yan's mouth twitched: "Do you think I'm a thief? I'm so..."
Xie Yao looked at the steamed buns on the ground, raised her lips, and asked deliberately: "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing!" Xie Yan snorted coldly. "I was passing by the kitchen and saw a few leftover steamed buns. I just wanted to feed them to Zhui Mo. But if you want some, I can give them to you."
Xie Yan emphasized again, "Don't get me wrong. I didn't steal this steamed bun from the kitchen specifically for you. I just casually gave it to Zhui Mo... Hey, where's my Zhui Mo?"
Xie Yao raised the chicken drumstick in her hand, a smile on her lips, her sparkling black eyes dyed amber by the candlelight, beautiful and dangerous: "Guess."
Only then did Xie Yan notice the food box next to him, and there was only one third of the fragrant roast chicken left.
He suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility, his pupils trembling: "This roast chicken is... Zhui Mo?"
Xie Yao coughed, raised her hand, and patted Xie Yan's fluffy hair, as if to comfort him: "Actually, Zhui Mo——"
She was about to explain when Xie Yan sniffed and asked calmly, "Is it delicious?"
Xie Yao thought he would be childishly angry about Zhui Mo, but in his heart, since the chicken was given to Xie Yao, it was hers. He didn't mind whether she wanted to eat it or raise it.
However, if being angry can bring him comfort from his sister, he is willing to remain childish.
Xie Yao nodded and said honestly, "It's delicious."
Xie Yan took out the steamed bun from the oil-paper bag and started to eat it silently.
He was just a fifteen-year-old boy, with fair skin, sharp brow bones but still a hint of childishness, and his eye sockets seemed to be glowing red under the light.
Xie Yao wasn't a heartless person. She hesitated for a long time and tore off a piece of chicken: "It's not that I'm stingy. By the way, would you like a bite?"
Xie Yan took the chicken with red eyes, but he didn't expect Xie Yao to hold it very tightly, so he had to use a lot of force to get it into his hand.
"I don't blame you. Zhui Mo pecked my father and elder sister, and almost hurt you. It would definitely die, but I didn't expect..."
Xie Yao asked curiously, "What didn't you expect?" You didn't expect it to die so soon?
Although it was only a bite, Xie Yan ate it with great relish: "I didn't expect it to be so delicious."
Xie Yao: “…”
Xie Yan was given a chicken wing and gnawed on it for a long time, but in the end he didn't realize that the chicken was not his Zhui Mo.
As the night deepened, Xie Yao ate a steamed bun brought by Xie Yan, and then finished all the food in the lunch box, but Xie Yan still lingered and refused to leave.
"Anything else?" Xie Yao asked.
"It's almost winter, and at night——"
"I have a charcoal brazier."
"There are no beds in the ancestral hall—"
"I'm being punished to kneel, not sleep."
"Do you really want to—"
Xie Yan hesitated and ultimately did not ask Xie Yao whether she wanted to marry King Jingbei.
His eyes flashed, and he suddenly thought of someone - Lu Shenyan.
Even if that person wasn't that good, compared to King Jingbei, at least he had all his limbs intact...
The next day, the maid Sang Ruo came to replace the charcoal for Xie Yao and brought new food.
No one came to the Xie family ancestral hall all day.
Xie Yao seemed to be forgotten here, with no one caring about her and no one looking after her.
So she got up and started practicing sword in the ancestral hall.
After practicing a set of sword techniques, my muscles and bones were loosened up, and I also regained some of the feeling I had when I was in the army.
Honeysuckle slipped out and checked twice before finding out that the doctor said that Uncle Xie was seriously injured and his bones were almost broken.
Xie Ming'an was so angry that he ignored Aunt Sun's pleas and ordered Xie Yao to kneel in the ancestral hall for three days and three nights without being allowed to eat.
"He's not afraid that the imperial edict will arrive in three days and the Xie family will give Prince Jingbei a princess who is almost starving to death."
Xie Yao pointed the blade at the tablet of the Xie family's old uncle, her grandfather, with murderous intent in her eyes and a sneer on the corner of her lips.
In her previous life, three days after Xie Yao returned to Beijing, she received an imperial decree granting her marriage, and along with the decree came Xiao Yizi.
She refused the marriage proposal in public, saying that she already had someone she loved.
Because the imperial edict only mentioned the daughter of the Xie family and did not explicitly point out whether she was Xie Zhi, she was not considered to be disobeying the imperial edict.
Instead, it was Xiao Yizi who went back to the palace to meet the emperor and threatened that he would never marry unless he loved her. This was the real act of disobeying the emperor's order.
Rendong didn't ask Xie Yao how she knew the imperial edict was coming, but just remembered Lu Shenyan whom they met at the city gate when they entered Beijing.
That young man was the second young lady's childhood playmate and had a handsome appearance.
The second young lady once said that she liked the talented men and beautiful women and handsome scholars in the storybooks the most, and Mr. Lu was such a person.
She couldn't help but say, "If the Second Miss really doesn't want to marry the King of Jingbei, perhaps she can contact that Mr. Lu."
Xie Yao said calmly, "Who said I don't want to marry the King of Jingbei?"
Seeing that Jindong seemed to be hesitant to speak, she changed the subject and asked, "Which doctor treated Uncle Xie's injury?"
Ren Dong replied, "Ji'an Hall is a clinic that often diagnoses and diagnoses the wealthy and powerful in Beijing."
Xie Yao's eyes narrowed slightly.
Ji'an Hall is the clinic where Rendong died in his previous life.
"Master Xie's injury won't heal for ten days or half a month. The doctor will definitely come for a follow-up visit. If you have the chance, go and see where the doctor at Ji'an Hall will go besides treating him after coming to the mansion."
"I understand."
Xie Yao then said, "Princess Jingbei, I must be your wife."
Rendong blinked. "But the story of you kicking the doorman away, catching the sharp arrow with your bare hands, and accidentally injuring the uncle yesterday has spread all over the capital. Others say you are vulgar and barbaric, and unworthy of the King of Jingbei."
"Does Xiao Yizi have a good reputation?" Xie Yao asked.
"Perhaps he likes the crude and barbaric."
At this moment, in the Jingbei Palace, the imperial physician was taking Xiao Yizi's pulse.
The Xiao family was a founding hero of the State of Yan, and they inherited the title of Marquis. The old Marquis of Jingbei was a sworn brother to the late emperor. Now Xiao Yizi has the merit of following the emperor, and has been granted the throne. He is as close to the emperor as a brother.
Ever since he was injured two years ago, the emperor has been concerned about his health and often sent imperial doctors to visit him.
After the imperial physician took the prince's pulse, he comforted him with a few words, "Your Highness is in good health, no different from last month," and then left the palace.
The old butler, a doctor, knew that the prince was depressed and whispered, "Your Highness, do you know that something new happened at the Wenchang Marquis's Mansion in the capital yesterday?"
Xiao Yizi closed his eyes, and the pair of clear and sharp eyes from yesterday flashed through his mind.
"I know that Miss Xie II caught a sharp arrow with her bare hands." He smiled faintly.
"What, catching an arrow with bare hands?" The butler was stunned.
"Nothing." Xiao Yizi's expression turned cold.
The butler stroked his beard and said with a smile, "I haven't mentioned anyone yet, so why did the prince mention the Second Miss Xie... However, what I want to say is indeed related to the Second Miss Xie."
Xiao Yizi pricked up his ears and said nothing.
"Yesterday, the young master of the Xie family allowed a fighting cock to peck the eldest daughter of the Xie family. The second daughter then accidentally injured her own father, Uncle Xie, and said that Uncle Xie was almost seriously injured."
"No wonder Xie Mingan took leave and didn't go to court today." The corners of Xiao Yizi's lips rose slightly.
The housekeeper added, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. Second Miss Xie has a bad reputation right now. If His Majesty grants a marriage, he will definitely choose the gentle and virtuous eldest daughter of the Xie family."
Xiao Yizi suddenly opened his eyes, his peach blossom eyes were as black as ink.
"This prince is worried," he said, pushing himself up and sitting up, his face calm, "Prepare the car."
"Is the prince going to the palace?" the butler asked hurriedly.
"Your Highness, even if you find Second Miss Xie vulgar and uncouth, and you're not interested in that older lady, let's let the old lady speak to her. Why bother rejecting the marriage yourself..."
In the past two years since the prince was unable to walk, the number of times he had been to the palace could be counted on one hand.
Even when the emperor had verbally ordered a marriage for the prince, he did not even go to the emperor to express his gratitude. Now, in order to refuse the marriage, he was actually going to the palace.
However, getting married is a lifelong event after all. If the prince is unwilling, no one can do anything about it.
"Who said I want to refuse the marriage?" Xiao Yizi glanced at the butler and said in a calm voice.
"This king likes the crude and barbaric."
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