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Chapter 404

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It was just that under this person's cynical and unruly appearance, only one knew what kind of black heart he had.

Xie Jing Xing was still a youth and had a youthful handsomeness and heroic spirit but today he was wearing a dark red court robe which made him look more mature. Fu Ming once read a section of Ming Qi's Xie family's history and lamented, "A young talent, an eternal character, to die young, the sorrow of Ming Qi! One could see the high evaluation of Xie Jing Xing.

When Shen Miao really noticed Xie Jing Xing, it was already later and she only saw him from afar at the Palace banquet. She vaguely felt that he was a very good looking young man but Fu Xiu Yi's attitude towards him was not warm. Today … Today's Xie Jing Xing was still a miserable youth. Who would have thought that it would not be long before this handsome smiling youth would lose his life on the battlefield?

There was an additional trace of pity in Shen Miao's eyes. Being reborn, she was not a good hearted person but Fu Ming and Wan Yu had praised him before so there was an additional trace of appreciation.

Her uncertain and sometimes vigilant and sometimes sympathetic gaze made Xie Jing Xing somewhat inexplicable. Suddenly he thought of the first time he saw Shen Miao at the entrance of Guang Wen Tang, Shen Miao also used such a pitiful expression to look at him. Xie Jing Xing asked thoughtfully, "You pity me?"

This person was simply better at observing one's words and body language than her! Shen Miao secretly thought in her heart but a smile floated on her face, "What qualifications do I have to pity others?"

Xie Jing Xing made a 'En' sound as if he felt that what she said was reasonable. But he suddenly reached out to lift the curtain of the carriage.

This was a remote place and no one would come over. Lifting a corner of the curtain of the carriage, one could see the high Palace walls.

Shen Miao's gaze could not help but be somewhat distant.

She had lived in the Palace for so many years and was reborn but she was still unable to escape this fate. But she did not regret it. What was the purpose of living? The dead could no longer be revived. Living was naturally to take revenge.

Shen Miao looked carefully, as if she wanted to engrave every piece of the Palace walls in her eyes. When Xie Jing Xing saw it, his lips curled up, "You want to live in?"

Shen Miao was slightly startled.

"If you want to live in, I can help you." Xie Jing Xing said. His tone was inexplicable, but his smile seemed to hide something deeper. "When the time comes, how will you thank me?"

"If Little Marquis is able to burn down this Palace, perhaps I will be endlessly grateful to you." Shen Miao answered.

Xie Jing Xing raised his eyebrows in surprise. "I thought you wanted to be … a noble person."

"I want to be a noble person." Shen Miao turned her head and looked at him with a sarcastic smile, "But not the kind of noble person that you are talking about. They are nobles who are even nobler than nobles. "

"You want to be the empress?"

Empress? Shen Miao's eyes were slightly absent-minded. She also wore court attire and had a full head of phoenix hairpins. During the coronation ceremony of the Emperor and Empress, the scene was boundless, the officials knelt down and the common people cheered. She was the mother of the world.

At that time, she thought she had everything she wanted.

But now, it seemed that the higher one climbed, the more painful the fall would be. Empress? It was just an empty reputation.

"It is easy to be an Empress." Xie Jing Xing plainly said, "It is difficult to be an Emperor."

The winds and clouds of Ming Qi were gathering and the nine Princes each had their own merits. Even the Crown Prince's position was not very stable. Who knew which hand the Imperial Seal would fall into in the future. For a noble family to marry their daughter to a Prince, was it not a gamble, a gamble for one's future?

Riches were sought in danger and greed was a human's instinct. A general's success was built on the bones of ten thousand people, the winner was king and the loser was a bandit. Since a female had chosen the wrong person, naturally she had to follow.

Xie Jing Xing casually said, "Who did you choose?"

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