Chapter 810
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This Sovereign had always guarded against him, suppressed him and controlled him. Shen Xin did not feel anything, even if the Sovereign used him.
But why did he want to hurt his own children?
Did all the sovereigns in the world treat their loyal subjects like this or was it only this one? Shen Xin thought that if Emperor Wen Hui was in front of Prince Rui and had a little bit of resistance or fight for Shen Miao, he would not be as dissatisfied with Emperor Wen Hui as he was now. It was because Emperor Wen Hui answered in a straightforward manner, as if Shen Miao was nothing in front of the Great Liang, that there was a knot in Shen Xin's heart.
If Ming Qi was stronger, would they not need to bow their heads in front of the Great Liang, and one Prince Rui would be able to force the sovereign out of his wits?
Shen Xin suddenly had a trace of disgust towards Emperor Wen Hui's incompetence.
But he did not realise that in this transaction, the resentment that he had towards Emperor Wen Hui was much more than that of Prince Rui of the Great Liang.
He naturally didn't know that his change of heart had been predicted by a certain someone a long time ago.
Luo Xue Yan was still nagging, "Why would Prince Rui suddenly want to marry Jiao Jiao? The Great Liang does not lack this bit of military power, and even if it was to sow discord, it would not need to be like this. "
Shen Xin said, "I will go and inquire tomorrow. Sleep first."
But tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.
…
Emperor Wen Hui announced the Imperial decree in front of all the civil and military officials, thus there was no reason to hide it. In just a short day, almost everyone in the Ding capital knew about it. From the officials to the commoners, everyone were discussing about this matter.
The Princess residence was solemn.
Princess Rong Xin sat on the main seat and could not help but sneer.
Why did she not see that this nephew of hers had such ability!
Xie Jing Xing had obviously seen Shen Miao in a different light two years ago, and after that he became Prince Rui. Princess Rong Xin thought that with Prince Rui's identity, no matter how much Xie Jing Xing favoured Shen Miao, it would be impossible for him and Shen Miao to be together in this lifetime. She did not expect that Xie Jing Xing had this ability, and was able to get the thing that she wanted!
In the afternoon, Princess Rong Xin went to the Palace to meet Emperor Wen Hui after learning of the news. She knew that Emperor Wen Hui would not bestow a marriage to Shen Miao for no reason, and insisted on knowing the reason. Emperor Wen Hui still respected her as an Elder Sister and told the ins and outs of the matter to Princess Rong Xin.
Princess Rong Xin was unable to say what she was feeling in her heart and only felt a chill down her spine.
That beautiful youth, the one who always called her "Aunt Rong" with a smile, was completely different from what she remembered. The current Xie Jing Xing was filled with an unfamiliar aura. He could lay low for a few years to get what he wanted, and he would get what he wanted in the end. His domineering attitude, sharp methods, and merciless threats … He was more like a superior.
Princess Rong Xin's heart was somewhat afraid.
She did not know if she should tell Emperor Wen Hui about Xie Jing Xing's identity.
Even if he told them, nothing would happen. Since Xie Jing Xing dared to come, then he must have made thorough preparations.
But if one were to tell, at least the common people of Ming Qi would know of Xie Jing Xing's face and not talk about 'a young talent who died young' all day long.
Princess Rong Xin thought for a while and images of her childhood surfaced in her mind. She did not go out all day and had little interaction with others, and even the maids did not allow them to enter the room at night. At that time, it was the Fuma Memorial Day and she caught a cold. On the second day, she could not get up from the bed and her body was strangely cold. Xie Jing Xing who was five years old brought hot porridge from the small kitchen and fed it to her spoonful by spoonful. He even took a small stool and sat in front of her bed and read poems to her.
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