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As soon as she said that, even Xie Ding couldn’t help but frown.
“Brother, don’t worry.” Xie Jingxing retorted, “I’ll wait for you to beco officials and make contributions in the imperial court. At that ti, we still have to rely on you to protect the Xie family. The marquis will be very happy too.”
Now that Xie Changwu and Xie Changchao had just beco officials, it would take them a long ti to reach the point of making contributions. Xie Jingxing was mocking them for not having good qualifications and could only rely on the Xie family’s network to climb up.
“You!” Xie Changchao was furious. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Xie Ding shout, “Enough!”
Xie Changchao and Xie Changwu imdiately fell silent. On the contrary, Xie Jingxing looked a little impatient and said, “Marquis, are you done talking? If you’re done, get out. I’m going to sleep.”
“Jingxing.” Xie Ding suddenly said tiredly, “After so many years, do you still hate so much? You hate so much that you don’t hesitate to put your life at risk just to stay away from .”
Although Xie Ding was also a general, he was different from Shen Xin who was rough and forthright. He was more of a gentleman kind. When Xie Ding was young, he was called a “Confucian general” and was quite handso. Most of the people of the Xie family had inherited Xie Ding’s looks. Even Xie Changwu and Xie Changchao were considered handso young n, but they were far inferior to Xie Jingxing.
Xie Ding continued, “Jingxing, do you still hate ?” When he said this, Xie Ding’s voice was trembling. He was usually angry with Xie Jingxing, but at this mont, he was like a father surrendering to his son.
Hate? What did Xie Jingxing hate? Did he hate his father for taking in Concubine Fang? Did he hate his father for causing his mother to die and making the mansion he once called ho an unbearable place to stay? Xie Ding was in the wrong in the first place, but he still acted like he was a good husband, swearing that he would never marry anyone. If he loved his wife that much, why did he not execute Concubine Fang? The only thing he ever did was doting on Xie Jingxing in every way and tried to atone for his sins.
How could the sins ever be atoned?
Xie Jingxing glanced at him, his gaze sharp for a mont. However, he was not moved by what his father said.
He had never hated Xie Ding. He just felt disdain for him and despised him. Moreover… Xie Jingxing said, “Marquis, you’re thinking too much. I don’t have the ti to hate you.”
I don’t have ti to hate you.
These words were too hurtful. When Xie Ding heard this, he subconsciously took two steps back and held his chest, his expression sad.
On the other hand, Xie Changwu and Xie Changchao were more and more happy. The more Xie Jingxing hurt Xie Ding, the more disappointed Xie Ding would be with him. Only then could the two of them completely replace Xie Jingxing one day.
“In that case…” Xie Ding said with difficulty,” Then go. I’ll get the Xie army to support you with all they can. Take the armor and heart-protecting mirror in the mansion.” Xie Ding seed to have aged ten years overnight. He looked at Xie Jingxing and said,” You… take care of yourself.”
Xie Changchao and Xie Changwu helped Xie Ding out. Before leaving, Xie Changchao even smiled maliciously at Xie Jingxing. “Brother, I wish you a triumphant return after defeating the enemy.”
He looked like he couldn’t wait for Xie Jingxing to die on the battlefield.
After the two of them left, the door was closed. Under the dim light, a man in black walked out and said, “Master, Xie Changwu and Xie Changchao…”
“Forget it.” Xie Jingxing said, “If they die now, the Marquis of Lin’an won’t let go.”
“The Xie army will only listen to the Marquis of Lin’an and will definitely disobey your order.” The man in black said, “Master, what do you plan to do?”
“Who cares about the Xie army?” Xie Jingxing was a little impatient. “How’s the arrangent going at the princess’s mansion?”
“Master, I’ve planted plenty of people there to secretly protect Princess Rong Xin. Aren’t you going to say goodbye to her?”
“No need.” Xie Jingxing waved his hand. “You can leave.”
The man in black nodded and turned to leave.
Under the dim light, the handso face lost its usual arrogance and charm, revealing a little gentleness. He was no longer wearing a purple and gold robe, only a jade-white inner robe. Looking into the fla of the candle, he was as handso as a person straight out of a painting.
“Hate?” He lowered his eyes and smiled faintly.
“Everyone in the world will hate .”
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