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Chapter 472

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The air seemed to be still at that moment. In the oil lamp, the sparks made a small 'pi li pa la' sound and a small flame fell down. In the dark night, it lit up for a moment before disappearing.

Shen Miao raised her head and looked at him.

The purple clad youth smiled faintly as he looked at Shen Miao. Both of their shadows were reflected on the ground, showing a lingering posture, as if he was the one who turned his head to kiss Shen Miao.

He slowly retracted his hand and returned to his own position. His voice was still cheerful as he said, "Trust that you have been well, Shen Miao."

The purple clad youth reached out to remove the mask on his face.

Sword-Like eyebrows, affectionate starry eyes, a nose that was hanging and lips that were painted with rouge. It was as if yesterday he was still a handsome youth with red lips and white teeth, but after two years, he was a truly handsome and handsome man. The smile on his lips was as usual slightly ridiculing and mischievous, but there was no longer the arrogance and arrogance of a youth in his eyes.

That was a kind of depth that made one's heart palpitate. It was as if the dark night was beautiful because of the stars, but the darkness made one terrified. His noble and elegant demeanor was displayed to the extreme after two years, and every move had the innate arrogance of a noble. It was as cold as the clear moon, but as dazzling as the scorching sun.

Without the restriction of his identity, the Xie Jing Xing who appeared again and no longer restrained his brilliance, was so dazzling that one could not ignore him.

He looked at Shen Miao with a smile that was not a smile and said ambiguously, "Not seeing for two years, who gave you the courage to call my name?"

He said it like that but in the end he had changed 'this Prince' to 'me'.

Shen Miao said, "Now you are not the Little Marquis of the residence of the Marquis of Lin An in the Ming Qi and do not like to call you by your name. It is also possible to call you Prince Rui." There was finally some sarcasm in the words. From the residence of the Marquis of Lin An in the Ming Qi to the younger brother of Emperor Yong Le of the Great Liang, this time Xie Jing Xing had indeed gone astray.

But Shen Miao said it politely, but she had underestimated Xie Jing Xing. Xie Jing Xing smiled lazily, "It is indifferent to insist on calling my name. But one forgot to tell you that Xie Yuan is my real name and Jing Xing is my courtesy name. When you call me Xie Jing Xing, you are calling me by my little courtesy name. Why? You've grown up and become more passionate. " The smile on his lips was evil and frivolous. "Have we reached the point of calling each other 'little'?"

Shen Miao glared at him.

Other than relatives, only lovers and husband and wife would call each other little. Shen Miao did not expect that after Xie Jing Xing changed his identity, Jing Xing actually became his little character. Speaking of which, she then remembered that Emperor Yong Le of the Great Liang was also surnamed Xie, and the Imperial family of the Liang dynasty was the Xie family.

What a coincidence.

Xie Jing Xing was minding his own business pouring tea for himself. After two years, Shen Xin had already moved out of the General residence and opened another residence. Xie Jing Xing came uninvited and acted as if he was at home as usual. Just like two years ago, he treated the Shen mansion as his own courtyard and could come and go as he pleased. He took a sip of tea and glanced at the angry Shen Miao and seemed to find it very interesting, "Courtesy demands reciprocity. What do you want me to call you, Jiao Jiao?"

That voice of Jiao Jiao was so sweet that it left a fragrance on one's cheeks. In addition to Xie Jing Xing's moving beauty, if it was a normal female, one would have long been bewitched. Shen Miao's body was also hot from being called. She thought that even if Xie Jing Xing did not have the identity of the Imperial family, he would be able to live well as a prostitute in a small brothel. Perhaps he could even be famous throughout the world.

"What are you thinking about?" Xie Jing Xing asked.

"Thinking that you are born with such beauty that even the top hostess in a small brothel cannot be compared to you. No wonder you need to wear a mask to hide." Shen Miao deliberately angered him.

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