511 Chang Zaiqing (6)
It did not matter to Chang Zaiqing if Shen Xin did not have a place for her in his heart, because what Chang Zaiqing cared the most from the beginning to the end was the opinion of outsiders. Once Luo Xueyan died, she would be Shen Xin’s only wife. She would be able to live without worry for the rest of her life. Chang Zaiqing was the most realistic person. She never pursued love.
She was a clear-minded and smart woman.
If nothing went wrong, perhaps Chang Zaiqing would continue to live a rich life, and Shen Miao would even feel that she was a pitiful woman. However, the truth could not be hidden forever. Two years after Luo Xueyan passed away, Chang Zaiqing’s husband and son from Liuzhou came to look for her.
That’s right, it was Chang Zaiqing’s gambler husband and sick son. Chang Zaiqing got married a long time ago. Perhaps at that time, the two of them were indeed in love, but nothing went smoothly and well to poor couples. How could a proud person like Chang Zaiqing tolerate living in poverty for the rest of her life? She took the money, abandoned her family, and went to the capital.
Her husband asked around for a long time before finding out that Chang Zaiqing was now in the capital and had become Shen Xin’s concubine. He brought his son to look for her. It caused a huge sensation in the capital. Chang Zaiqing was gentle and elegant, but she actually abandoned her sick son. It was obvious that she was not as kind as she looked on the surface.
Chang Zaiqing was taken away, leaving Shen Xin to become a laughing stock in the capital. He had actually been raising someone’s wife for so many years.
Shen Miao closed her eyes.
She had always been worried about the day when the past would repeat itself, but she did not expect the day to come so quickly. Chang Zaiqing appeared just like in her previous life, and she quickly made Luo Xueyan feel close to her.
In terms of acting, Shen Miao admired only two women. One was Chang Zaiqing, and the other was Consort Mei. However, Consort Mei was arrogant and would show her true colors. On the other hand, Chang Zaiqing was meticulous. She wouldn’t do anything that would expose herself.
However, this life was different from her previous life. Shen Miao would not let Chang Zaiqing have her way no matter what. She still had to plan how to use this chess piece well.
As she was thinking, she saw the lights in the room flicker. Suddenly, someone said in her ear, “What are you thinking about?”
Shen Miao was stunned for a moment. She subconsciously leaned back and almost fell. The person grabbed her arm and held her back with one hand.
Under the light, his face was unbelievably handsome. With a familiar mischievous smile, he looked down at her and said, “You’re so lost in thought. Are you thinking of how to repay me?”
“What are you doing here?” Shen Miao was so used to Xie Jingxing doing this that she couldn’t even be bothered to be angry. However, she was a little surprised. She had clearly instructed Mo Qing to put more guards outside the courtyard, but she didn’t expect Xie Jingxing to still be able to come in and out freely.
Xie Jingxing smiled. “I’m here to get my cloak.”
This afternoon, at Princess Ming An’s place, Xie Jingxing took off his black cloak and handed it to Shen Miao to help her out. Only then did Shen Miao remember that Xie Jingxing was looking at the ground with a meaningful gaze.
As soon as Shen Miao came back this afternoon, she was asked to see Chang Zaiqing. After changing her clothes, she brought Jingzhe and Gu Yu out. The black cloak was casually thrown on the chair, but for some reason, it slipped off the chair. At this moment, it was on the ground, curled up into a ball, looking tragic.
Xie Jingxing crossed his arms and said coldly, “You’re really rude.”
Prince Rui’s clothes were expensive after all, but they were treated worse than a rag by Shen Miao. Shen Miao did not feel embarrassed at all. “Your Highness, your cloak is on the ground. Thank you.” She did not even bother to say anything. Anyway, the royal family of the Daliang Dynasty had money, so they did not lack one or two cloaks. As she thought about it, Shen Miao glanced at Xie Jingxing. Everyday, he would be dressed in a completely different outfit. Shen Miao did not know how the Daliang Dynasty could afford this prodigal son. The money in the treasury was probably all used to make clothes for him.
Xie Jingxing looked at Shen Miao for a while and said with interest, “Are you angry because of that woman called Chang Zaiqing?”