"I am neither frivolous nor vulgar, and I would never do such a lecherous thing," Jiang Chengli immediately denied.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Chengxiao immediately scoffed, "Who would believe that? You've been keeping a mistress for so long, and you haven't even returned to the manor for her sake. What, are you really planning to sever ties with your family and spend the rest of your life with this beautiful woman?"
His words were full of mockery, just like Jiang Chengxiao's personality—carefree and unreliable.
Jiang Chengli raised his head and looked over carefully.
The man in front of her had a playful look in his eyes, completely indifferent, a stark contrast to the man who had snatched the dagger, killed Xing Xiaoya, and shouted that she was a demon.
It was as if the resolute and decisive man from just moments ago was merely an illusion.
Jiang Chengli sighed softly. He couldn't even muster the thoughts of sadness or sarcasm; he had experienced this scene countless times before.
When some members of the Jiang family first came to their senses and began to resist, refusing or even harming Xing Xiaoya, he was overjoyed, feeling that he wasn't the only one in the world who had regained his senses and that he no longer had to fight alone.
Unfortunately, those who regain their senses are then swept away by the world's consciousness again, continue to sink into depravity, and find it difficult to regain their senses a second time.
"What are you doing sneaking over here in the middle of the night? I chased you away once, and you even sent a group of guards to stage a diversionary tactic. When you saw that I wasn't taking the bait, you had the guards hold me off first, and then you sneaked into the room. What are you doing standing by that woman's bedside?"
Jiang Chengli found a chair, sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a few sips.
The tea was a little sour and bitter, but he was already used to it.
When asked so bluntly, Jiang Chengxiao coughed awkwardly and said, "Aren't you asking a question you already know the answer to? I learned from your unusual wife that I can only be a man when I'm with Xing Xiaoya. Otherwise, I'm just a eunuch. No matter how beautiful a woman is standing in front of me, I won't react at all."
"Of course I didn't believe it, but my body had already given the answer. Helpless, I had to verify it in the dark. Who knew you would watch me so closely? I didn't do anything to her, and you acted like an enraged mad dog, yelling and threatening to kill me."
As Jiang Chengxiao spoke, his unease lessened, replaced by a growing annoyance.
The third brother's attack on him was really too cruel. It wasn't some deep-seated hatred; they were brothers, after all. Was it really necessary?
Jiang Chengli frowned deeply. He had already witnessed Xu Wanying's abilities when he last met her. Her system could indeed predict some aspects of the future and had helped the Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion make many changes.
But he wasn't optimistic, because the world revolves around Xing Xiaoya, and the changes in the Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion seemed to have little to do with Xing Xiaoya. Once Xing Xiaoya was involved, it probably wouldn't be so easy to change.
"Your wife is no ordinary woman. Her parents call the system she possesses a divine artifact. I didn't believe it before and even asserted that the system was spreading rumors. But now, tsk—" He frowned, clicking his tongue impatiently, clearly unable to continue.
"Now that you're in this state, what do you want to do?" Jiang Chengli asked tentatively.
Jiang Chengxiao turned his head, and the two brothers' eyes met across the distance. He immediately waved his hand and said, "Third brother, what kind of look is that? No matter how much of a scoundrel your second brother is, he would never steal a woman from you. She is your mistress, so naturally I won't touch her. Even if she had nothing to do with you, I still wouldn't touch her."
"The magical artifact on your wife said that if I continue to get entangled with Xing Xiaoya, your second sister-in-law's fate will be very tragic. I'd better stay away from this thorny flower."
As he spoke, his tone became increasingly serious, clearly indicating that he was speaking from the heart.
Jiang Chengli didn't say a word, but he didn't believe it at all.
No one can stop the world's consciousness. Don't be fooled by Jiang Chengxiao's confident and resolute attitude. When it comes time for him to make his appearance, he is completely powerless to resist and will have to obediently become Xing Xiaoya's lapdog.
Jiang Chengxiao, unaware of his inner thoughts, changed the subject: "Let's not talk about me, let's talk about you. Your mistress is incredibly skilled, capable of making me so embarrassed. Your third sister-in-law also possesses a divine weapon, and she's not someone to be trifled with. What do you plan to do?"
"Do what needs to be done. This is not something I should be thinking about. When the time comes, the result will naturally come." Jiang Chengli chuckled, his tone tinged with sarcasm.
This isn't something he can do as he pleases; otherwise, Xing Xiaoya wouldn't be alive today.
Jiang Chengxiao naturally didn't understand, and instead frowned in disgust: "The system said I'm most like my father, inheriting his bad habit of being a womanizer. I feel like it's wrong. You're clearly more like him, no, you've surpassed him. Listen to what they're saying, they're not even human."
Jiang Chengli didn't want to continue arguing with him. In any case, no matter what he said, he would still have to support Xing Xiaoya in the end. All his efforts would be in vain, and everything would have to return to the abnormal track.
"Now that it's been verified, you'd better get lost and go back to being a virtuous man like Liu Xiahui!" he said coldly, clearly telling him to leave.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Chengxiao was immediately taken aback and said irritably, "That's going too far. You actually told your second brother to get lost? Have you forgotten all manners and etiquette?"
Jiang Chengli didn't say much, but pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and waved it in front of him.
"What are you doing with a knife again?" Jiang Chengxiao's eyelids twitched, and he immediately sat up straight.
“Dad told me before that the prophecy of that artifact has never been wrong. It said that you and Xing Xiaoya would be entangled in the future, right? I don’t believe your guarantee. Just chop that thing up and you’ll have no worries at all.” Jiang Chengli said as he pulled out a dagger, making a move to stab.
Jiang Chengxiao immediately got up from his chair and rushed out, tumbling and crawling. Because he rushed so fast, his movements were quite disheveled.
As he watched his figure gradually disappear, Jiang Chengli casually tossed the dagger aside, sat back down in his chair, and closed his eyes, pretending to doze off.
When Jiang Chengxiao grabbed his wrist and plunged the dagger into Xing Xiaoya's chest, his murderous intent toward his second brother vanished instantly.
In the end, he still couldn't bring himself to do it, even though he knew that his moment of clarity was nothing but a mirage. He still couldn't bear to do it.
Let's wait a little longer, delay as long as possible, until Second Brother can no longer control the influence of the world consciousness and starts begging Xing Xiaoya for mercy, then he will make his move.
Inside the Qingxi Pavilion of the Marquis of Zhongyi's residence, Xu Wanying lay on the bed, wide awake, staring at the ceiling with her eyes wide open, the system's voice echoing in her mind.
[Host, what's wrong with your husband? He either castrates himself or others. Could he have some kind of peculiar preference for eunuchs?]
The system was muttering to itself, having just recounted in detail the entire battle between the Jiang brothers.
Xu Wanying listened absentmindedly. When Jiang Chengli was about to castrate himself, she was somewhat amused, but now she felt no interest whatsoever.
Instead, she was preoccupied with something else entirely.
[System, I think I heard you say before that the Jiang brothers were about to stab Xing Xiaoya with a dagger, is that right?] She asked directly.
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