After speaking a few more words, the sky was bright and seeing that Jing Zhe and Gu Yu were about to come over to wake Shen Miao up, Xie Jing Xing then left.
After Xie Jing Xing left, Cong Yang appeared out of nowhere. Shen Miao stared at him and asked, "Why were you not around last night?"
Last night when Xie Jing Xing was injured, at that critical moment, Cong Yang's figure had disappeared and now that he came out, he had already left.
Cong Yang's apologetic voice was heard, "Young Furen, it is really unfortunate that there was a task yesterday and this subordinate thought that he would return quickly. Who knew that there was a delay midway and when he returned, it was already the next morning." His expression was vexed and sincere as he asked, "Does Young Furen have any instructions?"
"Nothing much." Shen Miao waved her hands and left after closing the window.
Cong Yang jumped back onto the tree and his heart felt wronged. Last night, Master instructed him not to make a sound so Cong Yang could only squat on the tree for the whole night and did not even cover himself with a blanket. One did not know what Master and Young Furen were doing in the room. Thinking about it again, Master suffered a light injury but still had to rush back to the Shen mansion from thousands of miles away. Gao Yang wanted to stop Master's bleeding but Master did not allow it and allowed blood to flow all over his body. Was it not all to make Young Furen's heart ache?
Pitiful for himself, to be exposed to the cold wind for an entire night and was even scolded by Young Furen. Master also did not give any reward so why did no one feel heartache for him?
At the other end, Xie Jing Xing was walking towards the residence of Prince Rui.
Cong Yang had already renovated all the residences between the residence of Prince Rui and the Shen mansion. There were no walls between the residences and it almost formed a continuous courtyard.
The wind was cold and dew was heavy in the deep winter and he only casually wore a black cloak over his loose inner clothes. Black and white deeply collided together, making his face look somewhat pale.
He wasn't wearing a mask, and his expression wasn't as relaxed as usual. His beautiful eyes, which were always curved like peach blossoms, were cold and heavy, with a hint of coldness.
Towards Shen Miao, he finally lied.
Those crisscrossed wounds, other than in the Northern Jiang, there were also wounds in the Great Liang.
The wound in the Northern Jiang was from the Xie family's thousands of troops and horses, Xie Ding's most trusted Xie family's Deputy General's knife. That knife was so deep that the bone could be seen. Afterwards, when he was recuperating in the Great Liang for half a year, there were a few times when people said that he could not pass this hurdle. In the end, it was Gao Yang who risked his life to save him from the hands of the King of Hell. Gao Yang said that if the blade had been a centimeter off, or if he had been delivered to Gao Yang a little later, his life might not have been saved.
Other than Gao Yang, Emperor Yong Le and his trusted aides, no one else knew about the news of his injury. When he appeared in front of the Great Liang's courtiers again, he was still the handsome Prince Rui with his robes fluttering.
It was just that it wasn't easy for a prince to suddenly appear in the royal family. Even if Emperor Yongle used his authority to suppress them, in this world, everything was related to benefits. The appearance of the identity of Prince Rui would cause some people to lose their benefits. Therefore, plots, sneak attacks, assassinations, traps, and conspiracies emerged one after another. Their methods were treacherous and hard to distinguish.
It wasn't that there were no moments of life and death where his life hung by a thread. During these times, he had also suffered many injuries. The struggle in the Great Liang was more dangerous than in the Ming Qi. In the Ming Qi, his identity was after all hidden as the Imperial family was dealing with the entire Marquis of Lin An and not him alone. In the Great Liang, all his dangers came from the title of Prince Rui. All the big and small arrows in the dark were all aimed at his life.
And every time, after a deep crisis, the one who appeared in the court the next day was still Prince Rui with a lazy smile. A long term plan. In everyone's heart, Prince Rui was a scheming and ruthless enemy. They no longer acted rashly. They respected and feared him. In their hearts, they could not wait for Prince Rui to die, but on the surface, they had to bow and bow to Prince Rui.
That was what Xie Jing Xing risked his life to fight for.
He used two years of time to stabilize the identity of Prince Rui in the Great Liang, and no one dared to doubt him, provoke him or scheme against him. Those fights in the snowy nights, the traps in the court, were all shredded together like the black robe last night.
Those who stood in the sunlight were forever noble, elegant and spotless people.
Shen Miao said, "Even if it is to prepare to go to the Great Liang. You cannot let me be unprepared to face a completely unfamiliar person and place. "
In this winter morning, Xie Jing Xing was walking slowly and his green boots made a rustling sound as he stepped on the snow. There were ice crystals swaying on the trees like hanging jewels.
A faint smile slowly floated on his lips.
What was there to prepare for?
Anyway, all the troubles would be swept away by him before that.
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