Chapter 47 - Sending Flowers (2)

“There’s actually a smart person in the Shen family.” His words were sarcastic, but he said seriously, “In that case, do whatever you want. I’ll just sit back and wait for a good show. Don’t disappoint me.” He stood up and was about to leave.

“Thank you, Marquis.” Shen Miao stopped him.

“Is there anything else?” He stood still and asked without looking back.

“The two younger masters of the Xie family will be tested on stage today,” Shen Miao said indifferently. “Isn’t Marquis Xie going to do anything?”

Xie Jingxing was also a third-year student of Guangwen Hall, but he was carefree. Guangwen Hall could not restrain him, so they let him be. Otherwise, Xie Jingxing would have done a test with his two second-year cousins today.

In his previous life, Xie Jingxing did not participate in the test, so his two younger brothers stole the limelight. To be honest, Xie Changwu and Xie Changchao were very capable and were ranked at the top of the martial arts class. Because of this, they were favored by the emperor. Later, they were praised by Fu Xiuyi and worked for him.

Shen Miao had always felt that the father and son of the Marquis of Lin’an were both smart people. How could they have ended up like that in their previous life? In fact, after thinking about it carefully, she realized that there were many questions. For example, when the Shen family collapsed, the second and third branches contributed a lot to it. In this way, it seemed that something must be going on internally in the Xie family.

“Don’t tell me you want me to go up and compete with them?” Xie Jingxing turned around and said in surprise, “Just like how you competed with your sister?”

“Isn’t Marquis Xie in the same situation as me?” Shen Miao ignored the mockery in his words and said, “The person who stabbed you the deepest is the person closest to you. I naturally understand that a person of noble status like Marquis Xie doesn’t care about sons born to a concubine. However, what looks like an inconspicuous thing is like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark.” Her tone was warning, but her eyes were as clear as a child’s. “You have to nip them in the bud so that they won’t be a threat.”

“Compared to letting them steal the thunder and get praised, wouldn’t it be more satisfying to take them down one by one and make a fool of themselves in front of everyone?”

Xie Jingxing’s heart skipped a beat.

His mother was Princess Yuqing. He didn’t want to have too much to do with a concubine’s sons. If he did, people would say that he wasn’t magnanimous enough.

At home, the concubine and her sons acted respectfully and lovingly, making him feel disgusted. He only wanted to watch the three of them put on a show like an outsider, but now Shen Miao’s words made him feel tempted to do something.

If he extinguished their hope, would it be more satisfying?

Shen Miao continued, “You’ve tolerated it for too long. Now is the time.”

Don’t put up with it.

He lowered his head and looked at the person in front of him. A faint fragrance came from the girl.

He smiled and plucked up a begonia next to him. “You’re interesting. This flower is for you. It’s a good suggestion. Thank you.”

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