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Chapter 58: No More Patience
Chen Shiyun was still hesitant about whether to speak, but suddenly she was struck by a chill from Ling Xiao’s gaze, her body stiffening.
Marquis, Marquis.
Ling Xiao’s gaze was indifferent: Miss Chen, what is the matter?
His aura was so imposing that Chen Shiyun almost mustered her courage to speak: Marquis, I apologize.
Raising her eyes, her tear-filled eyes looked at him: The matter of the inferior tea banquet, I feel guilty about it to this day. It was my negligence that almost harmed my husband. Fortunately, my husband is kind and forgave me, but I still…
Ling Xiao had already lost patience and interrupted: Miss Chen, since you have already apologized, there is no need to come and explain.
Chen Shiyun was met with his indifferent attitude, her heart turned cold, and her eyes turned red: My negligence at that time disappointed the Marquis, and because of this, I have been sleepless at night. I also hope to be forgiven by the Marquis.
Chen Shiyun had indeed lost weight, and today she was wearing a light green woven brocade flowing cloud skirt. The skirt swayed in the wind, making her look even more elegant. Her face, which was usually dignified and self-possessed, was now flushed, her tear-filled eyes red, and tears were about to fall, making her look pitiful.
Ling Xiao looked at her, suddenly remembering the first time he met Jiang Yao, she had also shed tears in front of him.
For Ling Chen.
She knelt down, straightening her spine, allowing the blade to graze her slender neck. Such a thin figure, her pale face full of tears, her two bright red eyes filled with determination, a sharp edge suddenly appeared.
Ling Xiao came back to his senses, seeing this woman’s pitiful and helpless appearance again, his brows furrowed slightly.
He hated women who cried and whined the most.
His tone was indifferent: Miss Chen, the engagement has been broken, and now we are strangers. If you have any grievances, you don’t need to come and tell me.
After saying that, he couldn’t be bothered to continue the charade and turned to leave directly.
Chen Shiyun remained frozen in place, tears rolling down her cheeks, her face already pale.
Today, she had already put aside her self-esteem and pride to come and apologize softly, but he didn’t even bother to look at her.
Why, why was he so ruthless?
When Ling Xiao arrived at the viewing pavilion, the Crown Prince was sipping tea.
I didn’t expect that Ling Hou would be so ruthless. Miss Chen was crying her eyes out, if it were me, I wouldn’t be able to bear it. The Crown Prince laughed mockingly.
This viewing pavilion was built for overlooking the distance, so the Crown Prince, being in such a position, naturally knew everything.
Ling Xiao sat opposite the Crown Prince, saying calmly: Your Highness enjoys the blessings of the palace, so you can enjoy the palace courtyard.
The Crown Prince thought about the mess in his own backyard, his brows furrowed.
He realized it and laughed angrily: Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao, you’re just adding to my troubles!
I wouldn’t dare.
How dare you? The Crown Prince was curious, saying that when Chen Shiyun was engaged, who praised it as a perfect match? Now that the engagement is broken, he hasn’t made any other arrangements. He thought he was still waiting for Miss Chen, but now it seems like he’s not.
If he was waiting for Chen Shiyun, now that Chen Shiyun has come to plead with him like this, he should at least give her some face.
Ling Xiao picked up his teacup and took a sip: The matter of the rebels in the court has not yet been settled, and there is no time for marriage. We’ll talk about it later.
The Crown Prince shook his head, too lazy to care. He had a pile of messes in his own backyard to clean up.
What’s going on in Mobei?
Ling Xiao put down his teacup, a hint of sharpness in his brows: Mo Sekang was released after sending ten thousand taels of silver. The news is said to be tightly concealed, but it has leaked out. The Chen family must be involved. Although Mo Sekang has given up half of his property, he still has some money left. The Chen family will definitely not be willing to throw away such a useful tool.
The Crown Prince’s expression became serious: So, the Chen family will definitely let Mo Sekang do their dirty work.
The Chen family is cunning. They let Mo Sekang do things without leaving any trace. Now that Mo Sekang is in our hands, he will naturally be willing to help us find evidence of the Chen family’s crimes.
The Crown Prince nodded: That’s great. I’m waiting for good news.
The Chen family is running out of time. It won’t be easy for them to believe this. We need to wait a little longer.
Good!
As dusk fell, the banquet finally dispersed.
Jiang Yao sent Huaining to the gate of her residence and watched her get into the carriage.
Huaining leaned out and waved to her: Come and play again in a few days!
Okay. Jiang Yao smiled and waved back.
The carriage slowly started to move, and only when it disappeared from sight did Jiang Yao finally withdraw her gaze.
Madam Jiang.
Jiang Yao turned around and saw Mo Zichen, and she smiled again: Master Mo.
Mo Zichen’s carriage had also arrived at the gate of the residence. He stood by the carriage, but he didn’t get in. He looked at Jiang Yao, his heart filled with struggle.
It’s good for you to go back and recuperate. Injuries to tendons and bones take a hundred days to heal. You need to rest well, otherwise you might have lingering illnesses in the future. Jiang Yao said sincerely.
Mo Zichen’s eyes trembled slightly, his sleeves tightened and then loosened. He had so much to say, but he couldn’t speak.
What could he say? For him, it was just a matter of time.
Even if he spoke, what could he help? He was just a nobody, with no right to interfere in Ling Xiao’s affairs. Ling Xiao was so powerful, even his father had to curry favor with him to survive. What could he do?
He clenched his sleeves, suppressing his surging emotions.
Okay. He said with difficulty.
Jiang Yao smiled: Master Mo.
Mo Zichen took a step forward, but then stopped and looked up: Madam Jiang, how are you doing?
Okay.
Jiang Yao was stunned, suddenly remembering that she had never asked him this question before.
Her eyes were filled with complex emotions, and she forced a smile: I’m fine.
He looked at her directly, not missing the flicker in her eyes.
It hurt, but she was okay.
He pursed his lips, suddenly took a step forward, and lowered his voice: I owe you my life. If Madam Jiang needs anything, I will definitely help.
Jiang Yao was stunned, a sense of panic flashed through her heart, but she quickly calmed down and smiled: There’s nothing I need.
Mo Zichen took a step back, creating some distance between them, and bowed: I just feel that Madam Jiang is good at business and has a strong personality. She shouldn’t be confined to the inner house. Madam Jiang must be ambitious and shouldn’t be limited to this.
Jiang Yao was stunned, her sleeves suddenly tightened.
Mo Zichen said firmly: I’ll take my leave first.
Then he turned and got into the carriage.
Jiang Yao remained in place, and it took a while before she came back to her senses.
What did Mo Zichen mean by that?
It couldn’t be that he could see through her, there were no flaws in her performance.
Mo Zichen’s words struck a chord in her heart, making her feel a pang of pain.
Madam Jiang must be ambitious and shouldn’t be limited to this.
How could she not be?
She raised her head and saw Ling Xiao standing at the end of the corridor, his eyes fixed on her.
Her fists clenched tightly, how could she get out of Ling Manor?
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