Chapter 412 How Many Layers of Dark Rain Clouds Are There

"Pawn? Of course it's impossible. Anyone who dares to accept your jade pendant will not want to live anymore." Xie Mingan laughed.

He held the crescent jade pendant and looked at Xu Jingxi.

His eyes were deep.

"The whole capital recognizes this jade pendant, which is equivalent to the family emblem of the Xie family. Only the children of the Xie family have it. I have always wanted to ask, where did you get it?"

Faced with the profound meaning explored in Xie Mingan's eyes.

Xu Jingxi was neither humble nor arrogant. She raised her head, with a pair of thin eyes, the breeze was bright and the moon was shining, and the frost and snow were clear.

"Picked it up."

Xie Mingan was stunned.

Xu Jingxi: "I found it when I was picking up rags."

Xie Mingan:......

His face was ashen: "How is that possible? Every time a piece of such precious jade is given out in the house, there is a record. A piece of crescent jade happened to be lost in our house. Therefore, the position of Xing San in Xie's house has always been empty. I'm afraid It’s yours.”

Xu Jingxi pursed her thin lips and smiled for the first time.

His smile was slightly mocking.

"Xie Mansion can even lose its legitimate daughter, let alone a piece of jade?"

Xie Mingan was stunned and unable to refute.

He could only watch Xu Jingxi walk away with a solemn expression, his back as tall as a bamboo.

Xie Mingan gritted his teeth and called out the secret guard.

Instructed: "Go and find out where Grandpa Xu picked up Xu Jingxi."

The secret guard nodded: "Second Young Master, you are suspicious..."

"Xu Jingxi is right. The Xie Mansion went through a bad and gloomy time back then. I suspect that Xu Jingxi is also a member of our family." Xie Mingan looked at the end of the alley with a cold and handsome expression.

He explained to the secret guard and left.

Xie Yuanjiu, who was hiding in the corner, covered her mouth and her heartbeat was pounding.

Xu Jingxi may be the child of the Xie family! !

When she heard this speculation, she was extremely shocked.

Then I thought that Xu Jingxi was about the same age as her...

Could it be!

Of course Xie Yuanjiu would not doubt that Xu Jingxi was her brother.

Instead, he felt that Xu Jingxi was Fang Qingdai’s child!

Thinking of the emperor smiling and joking at the banquet just now.

Xie Yuanjiu suddenly felt that this was very possible.

"It turns out that my father has been sorry to us for hiding such a shocking secret." She gritted her teeth and her eyes turned red with hatred.

Ever since she was born, how had Mr. Xie ever regarded her as his daughter?

I'm afraid, in his eyes, her existence has always been a shame!

Okay, then she will be destroyed along with Fang Qingdai!

General Liang’s widow? Ridiculous, she wanted everyone to know that Fang Qingdai had an affair with Mr. Xie long before she went to the border!

Returning to Beijing this time must be for the purpose of rekindling an old relationship!

It rained heavily and didn't stop.

Not only did a flock of birds appear at the banquet, but they also trapped Fang Qingdai and Mr. Xie who were in the temple.

Today, they both came here at the same time.

Because Fang Qingdai lit two ever-burning lanterns in the temple for her parents who died young.

Every year when she couldn't come back, Mr. Xie would come over quietly to help add money for sesame oil and entrust the abbot to chant sutras.

Today, the two of them were locked under the eaves of the Main Hall due to heavy rain.

There were only a few pedestrians, but now, two of them were standing on the left and one on the right, separated by the wide gate of the palace.

The temple is simple, with lush green trees and tranquility.

There is a faint scent of sandalwood in the hall, and the angry eyes of the four Vajras have been guarding the world for who knows how many days.

The pounding rain splashed water vapor, widening the distance between the two.

Mr. Xie looked at the rainy curtain with his steady black eyes, deep and speechless.

Fang Qingdai was a little uncomfortable.

The boy she sent to explore the road quickly ran back through the rain.

"General, the mountain road is slippery and muddy under the rain. It may not be safe to go down the mountain at this time. Please wait a little longer. It will be better if the rain becomes lighter."

Fang Qingdai felt helpless and could only do this.

She looked at Mr. Xie from the corner of her eye and saw his entourage covering him with a thin cloak.

Compared to the year they parted, his profile had completely lost the boyishness it had at the time, leaving only depth and coldness.

Time has wiped away all the brightness in the eyes of the young man who was arrogant at the time.

Listening to the sound of monks chanting sutras not far away, I smelled a similar ancient atmosphere.

Fang Qingdai was in a trance, as if she had suddenly returned to nine years ago.

After they fell in love, they went to the national temple to offer incense hand in hand.

It seemed that such a heavy rain trapped two couples who had just finished offering incense under the eaves.

Fang Qingdai took Xie Dizhi's hand and asked coquettishly: "I just said in front of the Buddha that after we get married, if you treat me badly, let him punish you!"

Xie Di's sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, the reputation of the little Martial God is at its peak. He is dressed in light and simple clothes, which makes him look extraordinary and handsome.

"How could I fail you?"

"Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? It is sung in the opera that men are the most unlucky and change their minds easily. You have to marry me like your elder brother did to Sister Shen. You are not allowed to take concubines in the future. Otherwise, I will be with you." Buddha is angry. If you dare to bully me, be careful, huh!"

Looking at the delicacy and brightness in Fang Qingdai's eyes, Xie Dizhi smiled brightly.

He raised three fingers and said solemnly: "Okay, I will never take a concubine."

"In the presence of the Buddha, the faithful Xie Dizhi hereby swears that if one day I fail Qingdai, all my abilities will be wiped out and I will become a useless person. I will not be able to do well..."

Before the word "death" could be spoken, Fang Qingdai covered her mouth.

Her eyes were red with anxiety: "What are you doing! You can't talk nonsense in front of the Buddha."

Xie Dizhi smiled and wiped away her tears: "I won't let you down, so I'm not afraid. Please ask the Buddha to supervise my words and deeds."

"Qingdai, I, Xie Dizhi, will never let you down in this life."

Fang Qingdai hugged his waist, leaned her head on her sweetheart's chest, and listened to his strong heartbeat.

Feeling particularly sweet.

The laughter of the past seemed to still be in her ears.

Now, nine years have passed, and they are standing outside the hall again, but things have changed.

Fang Qingdai's eyes were sore, she raised her hand and rubbed her eye sockets.

Just then, a thin shawl covered her body.

Fang Qingdai opened her eyes and saw that it was Xie Dizhi who took his thin shawl.

The moisture in her eyes quickly faded, turning into a cold face of resistance and alienation.

"Second Master Xie, what do you mean?"

"It's cold in the rain, you're afraid of the cold, I'll leave this thin shawl for you." Xie Dizhi said, his eyes as clear as snow, without any distractions, only a hint of concern.

Before Fang Qingdai could refuse, he said, "I'm afraid you won't feel comfortable with me here, I'm leaving, if you don't want the clothes, give them to the abbot."

Then he walked into the rain, and his followers hurriedly held up umbrellas to protect him.

Looking at Xie Dizhi's gradually receding figure, Fang Qingdai grabbed the thin shawl and was stunned for a while.

Her eyes were red again.

The wind of early winter blew through the silent mountains, someone cried suppressedly, and the rain clouds darkened a few layers.