After sharing a body with her husband

Shang Lingjun and Xie Zhiyuan went to the racetrack together.

Now it's a game between gentlemen, a very simple horse race. The winner is the one who reaches the distant dense forest in the shortest time and picks the colorful ball from the tree.

Xie Zhiyuan pulled Shang Lingjun to a good spot with an excellent view.

Unfortunately, fate had other plans, and he didn't notice that Xiao Jing and Xie Zhaoqing were right next to him.

"Ati?"

The moment Xiao Jing saw Shang Lingjun, his fingers tightened abruptly, and a sudden glint of light flashed in his eyes. But then, as if remembering something, the light dimmed.

Actually, he harbored some resentment towards Shang Lingjun, but upon further reflection, he realized that Shang Lingjun was under the influence of a drug and was not in her right mind; she had meant well but ended up doing something wrong.

Her wedding night was ruined by him, so it's understandable that she felt resentful.

Therefore, Xiao Jing stopped blaming her later.

Xiao Jing's lips moved, and with a complicated expression, he said again:

"Ati, you're here too? Mother said she was going to look for you, did you see her?"

There was a hint of anticipation in Xiao Jing's eyes.

He thought that now that the misunderstanding had been cleared up and he had successfully washed away the filth, Shang Lingjun would no longer blame him, right?

After all, she was his childhood sweetheart, and he didn't want Shang Lingjun to hate him.

How could he hate that little girl who used to revolve around him all day, taking care of him in every little way and showing him concern for his well-being, over something like this?

The way she angrily picked up the iron shovel and hit someone that day was much more vivid than her usual obedient and docile demeanor.

If only we could go back to the way things were before.

After thinking for a moment, Shang Lingjun said:

"I saw him."

Upon hearing Shang Lingjun's reply, Xiao Jing smiled slightly, wanting to say something more, but felt awkward and found it difficult to speak.

With that scandal looming in their way, the siblings could no longer speak as freely as before.

When Xie Zhaoqing saw Shang Lingjun, her face darkened for a moment, and she secretly tugged at Xiao Jing.

Xiao Jing snapped out of his daze and moved even closer to Xie Zhaoqing, who was finally satisfied.

Xie Zhaoqing recalled the unpleasant incident at Puji Temple and initially wanted to settle scores with Shang Lingjun. However, she was unwilling to give up on "befriending" Shang Lingjun as a new person, so she very generously forgave her past grievances.

"Oh, what a coincidence, we meet again."

Xie Zhaoqing feigned surprise, smiling in a harmless manner.

She took Xiao Jing's arm as if asserting her ownership.

"What did you just say? Ati? Is this your sister?"

Xiao Jing looked puzzled.

"Ah-Xuan, you..."

What does that mean?

Shang Lingjun feigned ignorance, "Have we met before?"

Xie Zhaoqing's smile froze for a moment. "Don't you remember? It was at Puji Temple that I asked you for help."

How dare Shang Lingjun ignore her?

"Oh, it's you."

Shang Lingjun's expression became subtle; she frowned, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Green branches too.

Xie Zhaoqing immediately glared at him, his tone very unfriendly.

"What kind of expression is that?"

Although Xie Zhaoqing had changed her identity, she still couldn't shake off her haughty arrogance and subtle disdain in front of Shang Lingjun.

Therefore, if Shang Lingjun treats her badly, she will explode like a firecracker, because she feels from the bottom of her heart that Shang Lingjun is not worthy of her.

Xie Zhiyuan, who was standing to the side, was immediately unhappy. She never hid her emotions and always said what she meant. Before coming, her mother had told her to take care of her aunt.

Xie Zhiyuan glanced again at the arms linked between the two of them.

She disdained arguing with this frivolous woman of unknown origin, so she looked at Xiao Jing and asked:

"Today is a grand banquet. Not only are the prominent figures of the capital present, but even members of the imperial family are here. All the noble ladies who have come to this banquet are of high status. May I ask, Young Master Xiao, who is this woman to you?"

Xiao Jing was surprised that Xie Zhiyuan would suddenly speak up and ask him about Xie Zhaoqing's background.

Not to mention Xiao Jing, even Shang Lingjun didn't expect this.

Xiao Jing hesitated for a moment, "Ah Xuan is my distant cousin."

Shang Lingjun and Xie Zhiyuan exchanged a glance and then continued the conversation.

"Brother, how come I didn't know you had a distant cousin? Since you're a cousin, you should treat him with proper respect. Why are you behaving so intimately, without any restraint in public?"

Xie Zhaoqing's face darkened instantly. She was fed up with the feudal doctrines here and with these old-fashioned and conservative people!

Is simply putting an arm around someone a reason to pick a fight with her?

Even when she was a man, she could still playfully fight with Jinglang.

If that jerk knew that in another world, couples can not only hold hands but also kiss in the street, he would be terrified.

That bitch Shang Lingjun, she only met her twice under Meng Xuan's face, where did she get the malice from?

However, Xie Zhaoqing quickly realized that this bitch must still be thinking about Jinglang, which is why she was jealous and targeted him!

Thinking of this, Xie Zhaoqing raised an eyebrow, tightened her grip on Xiao Jing's arm, and almost pressed her entire body against him.

"There's a reason for their intimate behavior, of course. What does it have to do with the lady of the house? You're being far too nosy!"

Xie Zhaoqing emphasized the word "Madam," reminding Shang Lingjun that she had already married a paralyzed man. No matter how much she loved him, she could only watch with envy and be furious!

Shang Lingjun's eyes flickered slightly, and a cryptic smile played on her lips.

Xie Zhaoqing's underhanded behavior was exactly what she wanted.

As Xie Zhiyuan said, today's flower viewing banquet is a grand event, attended by prominent figures. Anyone who brings a concubine to the banquet would be the butt of laughter.

Not to mention bringing along a woman with no official status or title.

They can do whatever they want in private, but when they go out, they have to consider the occasion and behave appropriately for each situation.

Clearly, the occasion of a spring banquet is not suitable for them to be all lovey-dovey.

Xie Zhaoqing still wore a girl's hairstyle. What kind of well-bred girl would follow a man out in public and act intimately as if no one else was around?

So there's only one possibility, which is quite thought-provoking.

Because there were quite a few people watching the horse races, there were still quite a few people around me.

In addition, Xiao Jing and Shang Lingjun are already popular figures in today's gossip. Who wouldn't want to take a second look when they see the brother and sister meet?

Therefore, their conversation was overheard by people nearby.

The way everyone looked at Xiao Jing and Xie Zhaoqing became more unusual, especially since Xie Zhaoqing's body was almost pressed against Xiao Jing's. This intimate behavior, so oblivious to others, made everyone's expressions change.

You should know that at today's Spring Festival banquet, men and women sit separately. It's only because there's a horse race here that the girls have come out to watch the excitement.

"This is outrageous!"

A woman in the crowd muttered something under her breath.

A distant cousin who acts intimately with you?

Which cousin's family raises their daughters like this? They don't look like respectable people.

This excuse is only good for fooling children.

Noticing the strange looks from everyone, Xiao Jing quickly pushed Xie Zhaoqing's hand away and explained:

"Ah Xuan was new to Shengjing and didn't know anyone, so she relied on me a lot."

Just as Xie Zhaoqing was about to get angry, Xiao Jing spoke rapidly in a low voice:

"Ah Xuan, behave yourself properly, or people will laugh at you."

Xie Zhaoqing held her breath, straightened her posture, and stopped leaning against Xiao Jing. She was well aware of the power of gossip.

She didn't want to embarrass Jinglang in public.

Xie Zhaoqing glared at Shang Lingjun secretly, feeling utterly humiliated.

But then a thought flashed through his mind, and remembering that person would also be coming today, his expression softened slightly, and a mocking smile spread across his eyes.

"Little sister, you've misunderstood. Your cousin was just helping me up. Actually, you should call me 'older cousin'."

"Why didn't you just call me 'cousin'?"