Chapter 753 (1/2)
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Shen Miao returns to Shen's house. Shen Xin and his wife are waiting for her in the mansion. It's dark, but Shen Miao doesn't come back. People think something's wrong. It was a relief to see her coming back safe and sound. Shen Miao has something on his mind. He is tired and wants to have a rest early. Shen Miao goes back to his bedroom and lets Jingzhe and Gu Yu go down. He sits down at the table.
She was very upset.
Xie Jingxing appeared in the princess mansion today and exposed his identity to Princess Rongxin. It was a rash decision. And Xie Jingxing itself is not a reckless person. There is no other reason except to help Shen Miao out of the siege, so that Princess Rongxin will do something unpredictable to the Shen family.
It is not Shen Miao's wish to see that the situation of some surprise becomes difficult because of himself. You should know that although Xie Jingxing said so much every time, he did not really hurt her from the beginning to the end.
Shen Miao doesn't know how deep the feelings between Princess Rongxin and Xie Jingxing are, but in the princess's mansion, the reaction of Princess Rongxin after confirming Xie Jingxing's identity is really chilling. Xie Jingxing didn't say anything. He looked at it carelessly. It seemed that he didn't put it in his heart. Shen Miao knew how much damage was caused by close people.
Just as Fu Xiuyi had done to her, the Shen family had two rooms and three rooms. As for her, it was because of how cold she was when she tore her face, and how ironic she was when she was tender. If it is from Xie Ding's neglect or injury, Xie Jingxing can not care, but Rongxin princess is not necessarily.
After all, Xie Jingxing's first tiger head ring was given to Princess Rongxin. After all, when he returned to Dingjing two years later and learned that Princess Rongxin had another heart disease, he would send someone to search for the drug guide at the first time.
There are some friendships in it.
Shen Miao got up a little impatiently and went to the window. He opened the window and looked out. The sky outside seemed to be splashed with ink. The capital city on a winter night revealed a bleak and desolate feeling both inside and outside.
She thought for a moment, then turned back to the room and took out a thick dark red brocade wool cloak from the box and put it on her. The rope in front of the cloak was tied tightly, and then he went to the window and called out in a low voice: ”from the sun.”