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Understanding, understanding. A parent's love for their child is indeed profound and far-reaching. Isn't it just that they are worried that Qi Xiaomian might harm her son? That's why she keeps showing weakness, putting on a performance just now in front of her.
No, it’s not just an act; judging by Zhang Jingxue's expression, it seems to be more genuine emotion. In any case, she hopes to convey through her words to Qi Xiaomian that their family will no longer be enemies with him.
The two chatted a bit about the customs and traditions of various places. When Sang Qingxiao yawned, Zhang Jingxue kindly suggested she go back to rest.
"Mother, what are you worried about?" Qi Xiao Kun finally asked.
"I just feel that your seventh brother's return at this time is not simple."
"Should I send someone to keep an eye on him?"
Zhang Jingxue shook her head. "I actually look forward to seeing what he will do. No need to watch him closely; if he needs help, we can lend a hand appropriately."
"My eyelids have been twitching for several days; it's not a good omen. Perhaps I'm overthinking it."
"Make sure to keep a close watch on your brother and don’t let him get involved recklessly, especially regarding Qi Hao's matter. Neither he nor you are allowed to interfere."
"Mother, I understand."
Zhang Jingxue fixed her gaze on Qi Xiao Kun. "Knowing is one thing; remember it well!"
The next day, around noon, Sang Qingxiao finally stretched and got up. The bedding was comfortable, the temperature just right, and there was no one to disturb her—truly a good sleep.
Just as she finished washing up, someone outside began shouting loudly like a shrew.
Sang Qingxiao opened the door and leaned against the door frame, looking at the seemingly mad He Chuan. Having only seen her once yesterday, she felt truly enlightened; a ruler of a nation, a noblewoman at the pinnacle of society, yet with a mind so infatuated it seemed bewitched.
But Old Vine had already confirmed that there was nothing wrong with this woman; she couldn't understand what exactly Qi Hao's charm was. Was it that like a thorny rose, dangerous yet beautiful, that was the most deadly temptation?
It seemed even ancient people had such preferences.
Madam appeared unconcerned as the servants in the yard tried their best to block her. Due to gender differences, most were women in front, but they could hardly withstand this reckless madwoman.
Sang Qingxiao couldn’t bear to see them fall and get hurt repeatedly only to rise again and try to stop her. So she instructed, "Let her come over."
"Miss Sang, you are a distinguished guest; I cannot allow you to be harmed in any way."
"She can't hurt me. Let her come over; I have some things to discuss with her."
Sang Qingxiao repeatedly assured them that she wouldn't be injured, and after some hesitation, the guards finally stepped aside.
It was just like the scene at the entrance replaying itself. He Chuan raised his hand, ready to strike.
Sang Qingxiao was not one to indulge her; she returned the slap, leaving her dazed, and lazily remarked, "You disturbed my sleep."
"You! How dare you hit me!"
This love-struck lady had truly never been struck by anyone throughout her life.
After marrying, even though Qi Hao did not favor her, her status meant that people could only laugh at her behind her back. In front of her, they had to tread carefully with their words; after all, she was a bit neurotic.
"So what if I hit you? You're just a nominal lady. His Majesty treats his sisters well; the ladies in Jingjing City receive his gifts and greetings during festivals."
As for you, his biological sister, aside from restoring your title, has he ever shown any concern for you?
You're nothing but an embarrassing trinket. If you don't even cherish yourself, how can you expect others to look at you with any respect?
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