The night was as black as ink, inside the ancestral hall of the General's Mansion.
After offering incense to her mother, Xie Lingqin turned around and said, "Let's go."
"Miss, you are really big."
Upon hearing this, Xie Lingqin smiled and said, "My father has already become suspicious of me because of my second aunt's influence. I can't control what he's thinking, but I have to let him know that, after all, my mother helped him rise to prominence."
“Miss…” Zihe understood somewhat.
Xie Lingqin's fair face held a nonchalant smile. "Before Xie Danling was even born, my father brought back Xie Lingyu, who was only half a year younger than me. Apart from her gentle nature, my second aunt was no match for my mother in any way, from her family background to her manner of speaking. To put it bluntly, she wasn't even worthy of carrying my mother's shoes. Tell me, did my father truly love my mother?"
Zihe bowed her head.
She had heard little about the General's Mansion, but most people admired the perfect match between General Xie and his wife, who were both talented and beautiful.
After passing through several gates of the ancestral hall, at the very outermost gate, an old woman guarding the hall stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Xie Lingqin, saying, "It's chilly at night, Miss, please walk carefully."
Looking at the old woman's prematurely aged face, Xie Lingqin simply said, "You've worked hard," and didn't say anything more.
Although her mother was blind to the truth and married a scumbag, fortunately, she still had loyal and righteous people by her side.
Of course, news of Xie Lingqin's visit to the ancestral hall to pay respects to her birth mother soon reached General Xie's ears.
General Xie, who was flipping through books in his study, suddenly had a dark and complicated expression.
"General, the young lady only offered a prayer and did nothing else," a bodyguard reported from the side.
General Xie's expression darkened further.
...
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
The day after the worship ceremony that night, unexpectedly yet predictably, General Xie ordered people to send a lot of medicinal herbs, jewelry, and clothing to Qingshui Pavilion, much to the delight of Zihe and Tridacna.
Xie Lingqin looked at those things but didn't show any particular expression.
She didn't care, but as long as it didn't bother her for the time being, that was fine.
As soon as it got dark, Xie Lingqin changed into men's clothing and slipped out of the general's mansion.
Zihe watched the figure quickly disappear into the night, lost in thought.
To be honest, the young lady clearly did nothing wrong and had no special skills, but she was quite nimble and her strength was no less than hers.
Moreover, he would always make some faint noises in the house late at night, and he would tell her not to pay attention to them.
Of course, there's no need to pay attention to those sounds. Xie Lingqin was secretly practicing late at night to make her frail body stronger and achieve the same level of skill as in her previous life.
She didn't want to die; she wanted to go further and higher, so she had to pay a much higher price than others.
In her past life, this was also why she was able to become a top assassin.
Everyone only sees the success of her every action and how skillful she is, but no one knows how much hardship she has endured behind the scenes.
In this world, giving doesn't necessarily guarantee receiving, but without giving, there will definitely be no reward.
An age-old law.
This is her summary.
She's an assassin, merciless, but she acts according to her conscience.
Although, she doesn't seem to have much of a conscience.
Xie Lingqin went directly to Fuyue Gambling House to find Nie Zuier. She needed to exchange the 10,000 taels of silver before meeting up with Bai Yu.
Fu Yue Casino was renovated in just a few days, and upon entering, it was as bustling as ever.
When someone dies in another family, it usually takes some time to mourn, but Nie Zuier doesn't follow the usual path.
It reopened after only a few days.
Xie Lingqin wasn't surprised. However, when the guards in the hall saw her, whether they were familiar with her or had been instructed by Nie Zuier, not only did no one stop her, but they all treated her with kindness and affection.
A burly guard stepped forward and said, "Young master, are you looking for our master?"
Nie Zui'er's father is dead, and now she is in charge of the household, making her the new head of the manor.
"Yes, is she there?"
"The master has gone out, but he instructed us that if it is the young master, we should take you to the backyard to wait."
Xie Lingqin put her hands behind her back, nodded slightly, and followed the man into the inner hall.
However, unlike the front, the back hall, with its brackets, flying eaves, carved beams and painted rafters... everything was covered with white cloth, a scene of solemnity and sorrow.
Xie Lingqin's eyelashes were slightly lowered; she was truly a filial daughter.
Led by guards to a luxuriously furnished room, Xie Lingqin shrugged and casually poured herself a cup of tea.
However, she never expected that before she could even take a sip of tea, there would be a sound above her head.
Something flashed past my eyes, and when I looked at the roof, I saw only a broken tile.
"Young Master Yan, is something the matter?"
The guards outside are asking questions.
"Oh, it's nothing. Maybe a mouse ran by and broke the roof. You can fix it later," Xie Lingqin said casually, kicking a piece of broken tile at her feet.
There was a soft "hmm" from outside, and then no more sound came from outside.
but……
"Um, sir, I haven't betrayed you, so could you please remove your hand from my neck?" Xie Lingqin dared not lift the bridge. This person's martial arts were so powerful that he could approach her silently. Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to say that even ten of her couldn't defeat the person behind her.
"Hmph, pretending." The cold hands suddenly moved away.
sound……
"The Crown Prince?!" Xie Lingqin turned around abruptly.
With such a naturally beautiful face and a deep, mellow voice like flowing water hitting rocks, it's hard not to recognize him.
"Come with me to the inner room," Yuwen Yao commanded.
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