Chapter 140: Burning the Ancestral Hall (7)

Shen Miao frowned, “What are you doing here?”

Xie Jingxing, however, smiled and did not pay attention to her, but looked like he was rummaging for something in the house, but after burning incense, he finished looking. However, the results were obviously unsatisfactory, he did not find anything.

Shen Miao stared at his every move, and suspicions grew in her heart, Xie Jing Xing’s appearance, it was like he had come to the Shen residence to look for something. But what is there in the general’s mansion that is worth him being a beamer and risking so much to personally search for, in this, what else does she not know?

“What are you looking for, say it, I can help you find it.” Shen Miao spoke.

Xie Jingxing’s movements lurched, turning his head to look at her inquisitively, saying with interest, “Shen family girl, I know that among the Shen family members, you are the smartest, however, it is still better not to hit the idea on my head.”

“Then you came to my house in broad daylight to steal something, does it count as hitting your idea onto the Shen family?” Shen Miao was unmoved. In her heart, she was a little annoyed at Xie Jingxing’s dripping, she was soft, but she just wanted to know what the hell was that. As a result, this person was so vigilant, not giving her a single chance at all.

“Steal?” Xie Jingxing looked like he had heard something funny, his beautiful peach blossom eyes abruptly blossomed into a dangerous light: “That would have been this marquis’s thing, it can only be considered, take.”

Shen Miao’s heart stirred and seemed to have caught something, but that little thought disappeared too quickly, leaving her with no way to capture it.

“However,” Xie Jingxing glanced at the ancestral hall, “so many people guarding here, I originally thought it was to protect something, but it turns out it’s to keep an eye on you.” He looked at Shen Miao, holding his chest, “What mistake did you make, so many people locking you up, the ancestral hall is not a place where any young lady should live.”

“What does it have to do with you?” Shen Miao looked at the hourglass, the last bit of sand had flowed from the top to the bottom, it was almost time. But Xie Jingxing hadn’t left yet. Her patience had run out, so she said, “Since the young marquis did not find ‘your thing’, then please leave, the ancestors of the Shen family are not willing to see the heroic behavior of the gentleman on the beam.”

The irony of her words was so great that he was afraid that Xie Jingxing had never had anyone dare to speak to him like this when he grew up, and it was still a little girl. However, he didn’t get angry and just teased, “Indeed, it’s quite hilarious that the ancestor of the Shen family doesn’t want to see this marquis, but is willing to see his descendant being forced to marry.”

“You don’t want to marry Weiqian?” He asked.

“How about willing? How about unwilling?” Shen Miao asked rhetorically.

“Wei Qian can be a good man, you are not a virtuous wife, it’s you who picked it up, this is the first time I’ve seen such an illiterate person.” He narrowed his eyes, the evil smile at the corner of his lips was so handsome for a moment that it dazzled people, and said frivolously, “You wouldn’t be harboring a desire for this marquis, so you’re not willing to marry Wei Qian?”

Shen Miao was almost angry and laughed, she turned her head and glared at Xie Jing Xing: “If you think like this, I have no excuse, but I just advise the little marquis that there are some things that you should not get involved in, or else, when you regret it, it will be too late for anything.”

Her face was a little pale, about these days in the ancestral hall to eat and sleep poorly, thinning a little, but the outline of the young girl appeared to be more distinct, the chin has become pointed, a pair of talking eyes clarity, but Xie Jingxing saw there is a fire burning.

“Girl!” Sting ran in and was also startled when she saw Xie Jingxing, she instantly shielded Shen Miao behind her and pointed at Xie Jingxing, “You, you, how did you get in here?”

Xie Jingxing shrugged and did not reply.

“When he is not there is.” Shen Miao lazily ignored him and asked Sting, “How did you order?”