Chapter 127 Don’t ask ancestors, don’t ask ghosts and gods!
Xie Yao turned her head and saw Xiao Yizi sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by Bai Mi, appearing at the door of the ancestral hall.
He was still wearing his bright wedding robe, which looked out of place in the gloomy ancestral hall.
The moon was as bright as frost, making his already pale face look even colder and more stern.
Xie Yao frowned in surprise. She didn't expect that Prince Jingbei, who was supposed to be receiving guests in the palace on the wedding night, would appear here.
She had sneaked in by climbing over the wall, but how did he get in since he was sitting in a wheelchair?
Only then did Qiliang see the person coming. He widened his eyes in surprise, gritted his teeth, and stood in front of Xie Yao.
Although his calves were shaking with fear, he still asked tremblingly, "Prince, aren't we in the palace?... Why are you here?"
Qiliang asked the question that Xie Yao wanted to ask.
Bai Su grinned, dimples forming on her cheeks, and said, "Do you think anyone would dare to force the prince to drink?"
King Jingbei narrowed his dark, peach-shaped eyes, but there was no coldness in them. He spoke slowly and calmly, "There is no place in Dayan that I cannot visit."
Then he asked again: "There is no etiquette that forbids me to visit my own in-laws' house, and there is no rule that forbids the princess from returning to her own ancestral hall on her wedding night, right?"
Xie Yao smiled awkwardly, thinking that the prince's description of him and herself was so high-sounding that she almost believed it, as if she had left the bridal chamber and ran to the ancestral hall to burn incense to her ancestors on her wedding night.
Qi Liang hesitated. After hearing this, he realized that the prince didn't seem angry, but he was still very nervous.
"It's okay," Xie Yao saw his emotions and said calmly, "You go out first and stay outside. Keep an eye on the front yard for any unusual movements."
Qiliang glanced at the prince in the wheelchair, and finally retreated as he was told.
Seeing Second Miss Xie's men leave, Bai Su's mind flashed with a brilliant light. The teachings of his elder brother and others had suddenly taken effect. He finally had some perspective. He clasped his fists and stepped back, saying, "Then I will leave first."
Xiao Yizi had no objection.
He was about to speak to Xie Yao, but the next moment, Bai Mi came back, lit a candle, and stood behind him again in a gloomy manner.
Xiao Yizi tilted his head to look at him, a hint of confusion on his expressionless face.
Bai Su explained, "No, Second Miss Xie knows martial arts, and I have to protect the prince."
Xiao Yizi felt deeply regretful that he chose to bring him out tonight instead of Bai Zhu.
There were only three people in the ancestral hall. The dim light of the candlelight reflected Xiao Yizi's handsome profile, which seemed bewitching.
Xie Yao deliberately avoided looking at the sachet on his waist and took the initiative to ask, "What are you doing here, Your Majesty?"
Xiao Yizi raised his eyebrows and said, "If the princess wants to show me her financial strength, she can just come in person. Why does she have to put a box on the wedding bed?"
Xie Yao was stunned for a moment, then realized that Xiao Yizi had already entered the bridal chamber and saw the box she had left on the bed.
"Those are my little tokens of apology to the prince," she said.
"This king has no shortage of money."
Xiao Yizi shook his head and his eyes fell on Xie Yao.
She was not wearing a wedding dress, but she still had the makeup she wore on her wedding day. Her black hair, without her hairpins and rings, was tied up with a hairband. Her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, shimmering in the dim night.
Xie Yao was wearing her own cloak.
After confirming this, Xiao Yizi's eyes became even more profound.
Seeing that the hem of the cloak had been cut a little shorter, he raised the corners of his lips, and suddenly his expression changed. He sighed and said, "Apologize? Princess, are you giving me all that money to please me because you damaged my favorite cloak?"
The prince's words were filled with a hint of playful blame, but Xie Yao, like a dull and indifferent general, met his gaze and asked again, "Your Highness knew I would come?"
"It's just my guess." Xiao Yizi coughed and shook his head helplessly.
Before, he had guessed that Xie Yao would take action on the wedding day, but he was not sure what she would do specifically.
He sent Bai Zhu to Bo's house in advance and said that he could ask Bai Zhu to do anything.
Xie Yao didn't move until the ceremony was over, but he didn't think she would give up.
However, it seems that the princess does not trust herself.
It’s better this way. Women should be smart and alert when dealing with others so as not to be deceived.
Xiao Yizi glanced at the tablets of the Xie family's ancestors behind Xie Yao: "I've heard that Wenchang Bo, as the Minister of Rites, is the best at ceremonies. I didn't expect the Xie family's ancestral hall to be so deserted."
Even if there is a banquet in the front hall tonight, as an ancestral temple, there shouldn't be even a perpetual lamp lit.
Xie Yao lowered her eyes and said calmly, "Soon, it won't be so quiet anymore."
Xiao Yizi didn't understand what she meant, so he saw her pick up a can from the wooden box behind her and walk to the tablet.
He suddenly smelled a familiar pungent smell and was shocked.
This is kerosene!
Xie Yao's generosity was even greater than he had imagined.
Xie Yao tilted her wrist, and the kerosene in the can spilled out, splashing onto the tablets of the Xie family's ancestors.
Then she took out other combustible materials from the box and poured them all over the ancestral hall.
"Xie Yao, are you going to burn down the ancestral hall?"
Xiao Yizi understood what she was going to do and his tone became a little more serious.
He frowned, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "This is your Xie family's ancestral hall. Do you really want to do such a disrespectful and treasonous act to our ancestors?"
Bai Mi was completely confused. Of course, he could also tell what Miss Xie had sprinkled into the Xie family ancestral hall.
But as the prince said, this is an act of treason. I heard that Miss Xie was disliked by Earl Wenchang and was in a difficult situation in the Xie family. Even so, if she burned down the ancestral hall, how would she face her ancestors after her death?
What's more, today is her and the prince's wedding day, and it is very unlucky to have the ancestral hall destroyed.
Xie Yao didn't look back. She swung the dagger in her hand fiercely. A cold light flashed, and the three words "Xie Zhongcheng" were written on it. The tablet of Uncle Xie was split into two halves!
"Ancestors protect their descendants, and only then do descendants respect their ancestors. If they treated their family members with contempt during their lifetime, and only enjoyed incense and worship after death, and were high and mighty, why should their descendants respect them?"
She raised her eyes to look at Xiao Yizi and spoke word by word.
Her eyes were filled with a hatred that could burn everything.
If ancestors have spirits and bless their descendants, why don’t they protect me and my mother in my previous life?
If their blessings are also divided into high and low, and if they also value status like Uncle Xie, and bully the weak and fear the strong, then she will no longer ask for help from ancestors or ghosts and gods, and will kill them all!
Xiao Yizi's pupils shrank slightly. He had seen too many conspiracies and calculations, but he had never seen such a complete break.
There actually exists a woman like Xie Yao in the world, whose hatred is so intense and resolute.
The hatred in Xie Yao's eyes was so strong, as if it revealed a deep determination to perish together with his enemies, which made him feel nervous again.
Xiao Yizi's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, then he raised his head, adjusted his mood, and stared at her again.
He patted the armrest of his wheelchair, his tone softened, and a look of pity appeared on his face, which made Bai Mi stunned again.
"Princess, you are kind-hearted. You can't just watch a disabled person like me, with my limited legs, perish in the sea of fire, right?"
His words were partly a test, and partly out of fear that she would perish along with this dilapidated ancestral hall.
Xie Yao continued to chop several wooden boxes in the ancestral hall with a dagger. After these boxes were dismantled into pieces of wood and caught fire, the fire spread faster.
She continued moving: "If your Majesty is worried, just leave on your own."
As for what Xiao Yizi said, that she has a kind heart, that is a sentence she often says, usually followed by: Do you look down on me?
Generally, people who are truly kind-hearted will not always talk about their kindness.
"That won't do."
Xiao Yizi leaned forward slightly, his eyes falling on her hand that was tightly gripping the dagger. Her fingertips were pale, and it was obvious that she was using force.
He smiled gently and repeated his previous words: "The princess is kind-hearted. You can't let me watch my princess perish in the flames on our wedding night."
Bai Su subconsciously added, "Yes, if Second Miss Xie dies, wouldn't the prince be left alone again?"
Xiao Yizi: "..."
He was silent for a long time and didn't say anything.
Xie Yao looked into Xiao Yizi's eyes and finally understood what he meant.
He thought he would die with these useless wooden signs.
Xie Yao suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, and her tense face softened. She said, "Your Highness, you are worrying too much. I don't want to die."
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