After sharing a body with her husband

Xie Zhaoqing left the Xie family in a daze. Even now, she still can't believe that the person yesterday was her seventh uncle, Xie Yan'an.

Could it be that the lights were dim and she couldn't see clearly?

How is that possible?

Didn't the imperial physicians all say that Seventh Uncle was already crippled and didn't have much time left?

That old lady, Madam Wei, even prepared everything needed for her funeral; the coffin is already waiting in the other courtyard.

How did he come back to life?

When did it come back to life? How come we didn't hear a thing?

Shang Lingjun, an orphan from an ordinary background, was already fortunate enough to be adopted by the Xiao family, but later, through a series of unexpected events, she married her seventh uncle.

Seeing that Seventh Uncle looked half-dead, Xie Zhaoqing felt a little better.

But things are different now. Uncle Seven is completely unharmed, and last night he was even...

Does this mean that they have a good relationship as a couple?

Xie Zhaoqing's face turned pale and then red, looking extremely unpleasant. She kicked a tree at the entrance of the alley behind the Xie family's house, almost grinding her back teeth to powder.

Why?

Do scoundrels always have good fortune?

However, her life was full of hardships!

She did her best to become Mr. Zhuang's female disciple, but even so, it was not enough for her to be Jinglang's legal wife, because she did not have a good family background to rely on.

But that bitch Shang Lingjun is far inferior to her; she's just a useless piece of trash who can't do anything. Why should she be able to marry into a high-ranking family so easily and enjoy wealth and luxury?

How unfair this world is!

Xie Zhaoqing looked up at the sky, "God, why are you doing this to me?"

Xie Zhaoqing recalled the suffering she had endured these past few days, and her eyes gradually reddened, burning with a fierce jealousy that almost consumed her completely.

Finally, the burning took away all her reason.

"You? What are you doing here?"

Uncle Xie, who was drunk and returning home, was about to sneak back home through the back door when he suddenly saw his daughter with a changed appearance. He stared wide-eyed as if he had seen a ghost.

Xie Zhaoqing looked in the direction of the voice and exclaimed in surprise:

"Father……"

Master Xie's expression changed drastically. He quickly pulled her to a secluded spot, and after confirming that no one was around, he lowered his voice and whispered:

"Don't call me father outside!"

Xie Zhaoqing was already angry, and now he was even more furious.

"Then what should I call you? Third Master? I really shouldn't call you Father, because you don't deserve to be my father! I've been wandering outside for so long, have you ever cared whether I live or die?"

"you!"

Master Xie's face darkened as well. "You unfilial daughter, you're blaming me? You caused this mess yourself, and instead of blaming yourself for courting death, you have the nerve to blame others?"

Xie Zhaoqing snorted coldly and put on a stern face.

Master Xie sighed and said helplessly:

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about that anymore. I heard you became Mr. Zhuang's female disciple; you are indeed talented."

If he were a man, he would surely have achieved great things and made a name for himself in officialdom. I feel it's a pity when I think about it.

Even now, Xie Sanye still feels regretful. This child had brought him honor since childhood; everyone knew he had a "Poet Saint" son.

As the father, he has benefited from his son's fame, and his reputation has been shining brightly all these years.

Unexpectedly, the "son" turned out to be a daughter, who was forced to fake her death to escape from the Xie family.

Her promising son is gone, and she's also facing a lot of criticism.

Who could withstand such a blow?

Therefore, he was always drunk during this period, using alcohol to escape reality.

Upon hearing Xie Sanye's words, Xie Zhaoqing was momentarily dazed. Yes, just a few months ago, she was the promising "Poet Saint," scheduled to take the imperial examination this autumn.

If I pass the autumn examination, I can enter officialdom as early as next year. What a glorious prospect that would be!

However, on their wedding night, everything was ruined.

The light in Xie Zhaoqing's eyes went out completely, leaving them utterly dim.

Third Master Xie was still talking to himself:

"It's a pity I can't benefit from your influence. If you were smart, you'd know that you should rely on Mr. Zhuang's connections and marry Xiao Jing as soon as possible. That's the important thing. Stop thinking about all that other nonsense!"

Third Master Xie looked at Xie Zhaoqing and asked:

"When is he going to marry you? Why isn't he marrying you yet?"

Xie Zhaoqing was stumped by the question, and her gaze darted away somewhat.

"he……"

Is there anything that Master Xie can't see?

"Foolish! This whole thing started because of him. He's the one who ruined you so much, and now he still won't talk about marriage. What does he want? Does he just want to keep you as a mistress?!"

Xie Zhaoqing, feeling offended, retorted, "Just leave our business alone..."

"What do you mean by 'your business'?"

Master Xie was even more furious.

"You faked your death to escape, barely surviving, while your whole family was nearly skinned alive. And what about him? He shifted all the blame onto you, washing away all the stains on his reputation!"

"Don't even mention marrying you, he should have made amends to you in any way he could, but what happened? You're just stuck by his side without any status or recognition. Is your brain filled with mush?"

Master Xie was truly saddened by their lack of ambition and angered by their lack of drive; when he spoke of things that angered him, his eyes became bloodshot.

Xie Zhaoqing was also so angry that her breathing became rapid. Perhaps to prove that her choice was right, or perhaps because she was in a fit of anger, she went against Xie Sanye's wishes.

"Jinglang loves me dearly! He puts me first in everything, and he'll marry me soon. I've already said, don't interfere in our affairs!"

Her face was grim. "If you're afraid of being implicated by me, then why don't you leave now? What are you talking to me about?"

Master Xie slapped his forehead, trying his best to suppress his anger.

"You unfilial daughter, I haven't even asked you what you're here for! You just show up like this, aren't you afraid of being recognized by your family?"

Xie Zhaoqing didn't take it seriously.

"Who would recognize me? Isn't it that old woman? She knows I'm here."

Xie Zhaoqing was holding her breath and didn't want to tell anyone about Xie Yan'an waking up. She just didn't want to see Shang Lingjun being so smug!

Third Master Xie glared at her, annoyed.

"Many people know you! You mustn't let that Shang Lingjun see you; she's the old lady's favorite right now."

"I've already seen her before. I've changed my face, how could she possibly recognize me?"

Xie Zhaoqing said.

Master Xie reacted as if he had heard a joke.

"She didn't recognize you? After you had your face changed, the old lady took her to see you, just to be on guard. How could she not recognize you?"

Xie Zhaoqing turned around abruptly to look at Third Master Xie, "What did you say?"

Her face was filled with disbelief. That bitch Shang Lingjun had already seen her face before?!

Realizing that he had been tricked by Shang Lingjun all this time, Xie Zhaoqing's face turned ashen, and his eyes surged with boundless resentment.

Shang Lingjun, I want you dead!

The thought quickly took hold of her mind as soon as it appeared.

Xie Zhaoqing's face was contorted, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

she……

We must kill Lord Shang!