Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

"You're thinking......"

"I plan to quietly take people to the East Palace. If it works, I will keep my achievements and fame to myself. If it doesn't work, I won't implicate more people."

I have to say that Yan Ci’s consideration is quite thoughtful.

Xie Chengyin was also very impressed.

"If you need my help, feel free to come to me."

"Okay." Yan Ci picked up the teacup and clinked glasses with Xie Chengyin, using tea instead of wine. "Thank you very much, young marquis."

After saying that, Yan Ci drank the tea of ​​perfect temperature in one gulp, and Xie Chengyin also drank the tea with a smile.

Looking at Xie Chengyin, Yan Ci remembered the marriage between the Marquis' Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion two days ago, so he asked Xie Chengyin: "I heard that the Marquis of Yongding went to the Prime Minister's Mansion two days ago to propose marriage. What are your plans for the marriage between the two families?"

Xie Chengyin lowered his head and drank a sip of tea silently, looking depressed. "What can I plan? I have said everything I should say and done everything I can do, but my brother is determined to marry me. What else can I do?"

Yan Ci looked at Xie Chengyin with some doubt. Just when they met last time, Xie Chengyin vowed to break up this marriage. But after only a few days, how come he looked as wilted as an eggplant hit by frost?

Yan Ci seemed to smell something unusual. She stared at Xie Chengyin's expressionless face and said, "Xie Chengyin, something is wrong with you."

After being exposed by Yan Ci, Xie Chengyin could no longer control the depression in his heart, and told Yan Ci about how he replaced Xie Chengyi's original wild goose with the lame goose.

Yan Ci initially listened very seriously, and the more he listened, the more he couldn't help but give Xie Chengyin a thumbs up, "Xie Chengyin, you are amazing. In order to disrupt the marriage, you even count your own brother into the picture."

Xie Chengyin rolled his eyes, "Who told him to disobey me and insist on marrying me?"

Yan Ci smiled noncommittally, "To be honest, Xie Chengyin, your method is really mean enough. Marquis Yongding really gave you face by not beating you."

Xie Chengyin raised his eyelids, glanced at Yan Ci who was laughing at him, and continued to vent his frustration, "What's the point of me wanting face? What I want is the result. It would be fine if I didn't do anything about this matter, but I spent money and effort, but in the end it was useless."

Yan Ci took a sip of tea, smacked his lips, and his black eyes rolled around.

Suddenly she leaned forward, with a mysterious look on her face, and asked Xie Chengyin, "How do you know it's useless?"

Xie Chengyin raised his eyes, somewhat puzzled and surprised, "What do you mean?"

Yan Ci pushed the teacup in front of Xie Chengyin and signaled him with his eyes to pour tea for him.

Xie Chengyin's hands were faster than his brain. Before his brain could react, his hands had already picked up the teapot and refilled Yan Ci's tea with ease.

Yan Ci curled his lips in satisfaction, and then said: "I don't know if you have heard that at the Naji ceremony, Miss Xiao killed the lucky goose with her own hands. Even I, who fights on the battlefield, am ashamed of myself for that."

Xie Chengyin's hand that was pouring tea suddenly paused, and he was shocked, "How come I didn't know about this?"

Not only did he not know, he had not heard a word of it. Qicun went to the prime minister's residence but could not even get in, let alone get any information. And the male protagonist Xie Chengyi did not reveal a word to him, so what could he know?

Hearing what Yan Ci said, Xie Chengyin's mind suddenly became active again. If what Yan Ci said was true, then the Xiangfu had hidden the news very well.

The deeper it is hidden, the more true it proves to be.

Although he only realized it now, as smart as he was, he understood the deeper meaning of it the moment Yan Ci mentioned it. The wild goose killed by Xiao Yizhui was most likely the lame goose that he had tampered with.

Is this a result of anger and shame?

He replaced Ji Li with a lame goose, firstly to mock Xiao Yizhui, and secondly to make Xiao Yizhui feel disgusted with his brother. It would be best if they could cancel the engagement.

If they don't retreat, it will leave a gap in their hearts that is difficult to eliminate.

It has to be said that at these times, Xie Chengyin really understood his daughter's thoughts.

But he didn't expect that Xiao Yizhui, who looked weak and unable to take care of herself, would have such a cruel side and killed Yan directly. This was beyond his expectation.

Xie Chengyin collected his thoughts, his eyes fell on Yan Ci, and asked, "How did you know?"

Yan Ci boasted proudly: "I'm awesome."

Seeing Xie Chengyin's face slightly gloomy, Yan Ci put away his joking face and said seriously: "Although this matter has not been spread outside, Qiu Fuqiu got it out of a girl who accompanied her mother to attend the Naji ceremony. She happened to be nearby at the time and saw it with her own eyes. She was almost scared to death. But due to the power of the Xiangfu, those who witnessed it dared not say anything. The girl's mother repeatedly told her to keep her mouth shut."

Xie Chengyin sneered, "It's still out of control."

His eyes sparkled, and the depression in his heart was swept away by the news Yan Ci said, "But it's a good thing that she can't control her mouth. I have a new idea."

At this point, Xie Chengyin stood up swiftly, without drinking the tea or complaining, and said to Yan Ci, "I have something to do and I'll leave first. You can drink the tea slowly. When you're done, ask Manager Ren to refill it for you."

"Xie Chengyin, I haven't even finished my words yet, and you're leaving me here alone?"

Yan Ci's words were completely ignored as Xie Chengyin left the room.

Looking at the steaming tea on the table, Yan Ci smiled faintly. He was afraid that there would be some trouble in the Prime Minister's Mansion again.

Within two days, rumors began to spread outside.

Yan Ci was sleeping on a recliner in the yard, the breeze blowing through her long, beautiful black hair. One strand of her hair seemed to have rebelled and blew onto Yan Ci's face again and again.

Yan Ci felt itchy on his face, so he reached out to brush his hair away, scratched it twice and continued to sleep.

But it was blown back again after a while.

Yan Ci went to brush it away again.

This happened four or five times. Yan Ci became annoyed and sat up suddenly with his eyes half closed. He was angry for having his sweet dream disturbed and wished he could cut off the strand of hair.

Just when I was getting angry, Chunzhi ran in quickly from the door, her face full of shock.

"Miss, I heard something."

Yan Ci lay back in the recliner, rocking back and forth, trying to continue the sleep he had been in.

Chunzhi leaned closer to Yanci, "Miss, are you asleep?"

Yan Ci turned over and faced Chunzhi, "Falling asleep."

Chunzhi burst out laughing, "Miss, I know you are not asleep, do you want to listen to what I have to say?"

Yan Ci, with his back turned, hummed lightly and let Chunzhi continue speaking.

"It was the second young lady of the Xiao family. She actually killed Ji Li's Hongyan."

Hearing Chunzhi's words, Yan Ci, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly sat up, grabbed Chunzhi's arm, and asked anxiously: "Where did you hear that?"

“It’s spread all over the outside world.”