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No wonder Jing Lian didn’t look good. Presumably, the manual was lost, Xie Yun was in a bad mood, and he took it out on Jing Lian, which was why he was like this.
She looked at Xie Yun again, but at this moment, Xie Yun was talking to an official, looking calm and indifferent, seemingly unconcerned about the commotion here.
He really acted well. Sang Yao almost believed it.
Jing Lian noticed Sang Yao’s gaze and narrowed his eyes.
Huh, why does Miss Sang always look at his master?
His tired heart surged with energy again. Besides being powerful and handsome, his master had almost no other qualities. Really, Miss Sang, don’t love him too much.
Sang Yao looked away and then said decisively, “No.”
Joking, how could she give that vulgar thing back to Xie Yun again?
Besides, Xie Yun probably didn’t want her to see it.
She empathized with Xie Yun. If she had written such a lewd thing and the person involved saw it, she would hate herself on the spot.
Jing Lian looked disappointed. It seemed that his manual was really missing.
He sighed inwardly. Two days had passed, and he had gradually become numb, accepting this reality.
He had searched almost everywhere these days, restless day and night. Now it seemed that it was time to give up.
But it didn’t matter, it was just a book. If necessary, he could create another one.
The young man nodded politely and said, “I see, sorry to disturb you, Miss.”
After he finished speaking and turned to leave, Sang Yao called out to him again, hesitatingly asking, “Jing Lian, did your master send you here? Is that manual your master’s?”
Jing Lian was stunned for a moment, then honestly said, “No, it’s mine.”
Sang Yao made a sound of understanding, but she didn’t believe it at all.
She thought that being a high-ranking servant was really not easy. You had to think for your master, take the blame for your master, help your master find things, and endure your master’s temper without revealing anything.
Jing Lian nodded and said, “If Miss is fine, then I’ll take my leave.”
Sang Yao nodded and sincerely said, “Take care of yourself.”
After a while, Sang Yin followed several ministers to take their seats. Sang Yao skillfully followed her father and sat on the bench diagonally behind Sang Yin.
Soon, the queen mother and empress dowager arrived. Sang Yao stood up and followed everyone to pay respects. When she raised her head, she saw Xie Yun sitting directly opposite her.
They were separated by a spacious aisle, with her father sitting in front of her. Although they were not close, from this position, Xie Yun could see her as soon as he raised his eyes.
…He wouldn’t have done it on purpose, would he?
Sang Yao sat awkwardly, feeling uncomfortable all over when she thought that Xie Yun might be paying attention to her.
She silently lowered her head, suddenly regretting it.
If she had known she would encounter him today, she wouldn’t have dressed so casually.
Sang Yao regretted it halfway and found that Xie Yun didn’t seem to pay her any attention at all.
The girl’s mouth drooped slightly, and she hummed softly, thinking to herself why she dressed up for him.
After Jing Lian returned, although he was in a bad mood, he still reported seriously, “Young Master, everything has been taken care of.”
Xie Yun nodded and was not very satisfied with Jing Lian’s negligence. He casually said, “Went to see her again?”
Jing Lian looked embarrassed and said, “I consider Miss Sang a friend, so I asked her about some personal matters.”
Xie Yun ignored him.
Jing Lian continued, “Young Master, Liu Jingye returned to the capital yesterday. The subordinates have already reported to him about Shen’s matter. Once Shen admits it, he will definitely not sit still.”
Xie Yun chuckled and said, “Both he and Shen Ke started under my father’s protection. Now, after a few decades, they’ve achieved fame and fortune, but they’ve forgotten who gave them shelter in the first place.”
People are probably like this.
Insatiable, an eternal dilemma.
Jing Lian couldn’t help but sigh inwardly and then said, “Losing two old ministers, I wonder if the Fifth Prince will back down.”
The game between the Xie family and the imperial power had been going on for more than a day or two. The current Crown Prince was mediocre and childish. Most people in the royal family tacitly agreed that the Crown Prince would eventually abdicate.
Now, it seemed that the most likely candidate for the throne was the Fifth Prince. He had tried several times to win over the Xie family without success. Recently, he had even begun to secretly dismantle the Xie family’s power.
In recent years, the Xie family had intentionally toned down their aggressiveness, not wanting to confront the imperial power. However, once you back down once, there will be a second time. Now, those princes who have not yet ascended the throne are already thinking about consolidating imperial power.
As for the Liu family’s monitoring officer, he really didn’t expect that after a trip south, he would return as a discarded pawn.
Shen Ke’s death seemed accidental, but it was actually Xie Yun’s manipulation.
He sat on his seat nervously, not daring to look up at Xie Yun sitting directly opposite him.
He had followed Elder Xie for six or seven years, and Xie Yun actually said he would kill him.
But the more he avoided looking, the more intense his panic became. He feared attracting Xie Yun’s attention and was afraid of revealing himself under his gaze.
After a while, he couldn’t help but sneak a peek, and unexpectedly, he met a pair of calm eyes.
Xie Yun’s gaze was unobstructed. There was no emotion on his face, but it sent chills down his spine.
…
At this moment, Sang Yao, sitting in front of Liu Jingye, had already noticed that something was wrong.
She felt someone was watching her.
She had a guess and secretly raised her eyes to look.
Sure enough! Xie Yun was really peeking at her.
Openly and unreservedly!
Sang Ya glanced at him and immediately looked away, her cheeks instantly flushed red. She became more and more uncomfortable and even felt embarrassed to eat.
His gaze felt substantial, and after a while, she couldn’t help but sneak another peek.
…Why is he still looking?
Why can’t this man restrain himself? There are so many people, doesn’t he know his gaze is very obvious?
The more Sang Yao thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. She almost felt as if she were sitting on pins and needles, her fingers tightly gripping her skirt, her face becoming more and more red, spreading to her symmetrical collarbones.
Could he be thinking about some strange and vulgar things again?
Don’t think about it!
…Don’t look, don’t look, you’ll be discovered, it’s so annoying!
Glancing at him again.
Why is he still looking?
Sang Yao couldn’t sit still. She felt so embarrassed that her head felt like it was going to explode. She took a deep breath and couldn’t stand it anymore.
Then, she suddenly raised her head and looked directly at Xie Yun.
Her actions were somewhat obvious, her gaze direct. As a result, Xie Yun’s attention was forced to be attracted by this blushing girl.
Their eyes met, and Xie Yun was puzzled.
Then, with a blush on her face, the girl pursed her lips, her expression angry and embarrassed, and she stared at him fiercely.
Xie Yun: “……?”
Then, Sang Yao slightly opened her lips and made a mouth shape towards Xie Yun.
Xie Yun stared at the girl’s red lips, trying to decipher each word.
She seemed to be saying:
“Don’t, look, at, me.”
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