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As expected, Yaoqi's expression softened a bit. She even looked at Xie Zhangshen with sympathy. She didn't know what to do as she used her hand to wipe away Xie Zhangshen's tears, trying to console him incoherently.

"I know Ninth Brother likes Xie Zhangyi …" But he likes you too. "

Xie Zhangzhen lowered his head as if he was sobbing, while silently cursing in his heart, "Pui, scum."

"Otherwise …" Otherwise, he wouldn't have had someone send medicine to you. "

Wait? Xie Zhangzhen raised her head and looked at Yaoqi in surprise. "What kind of medicine?"

"Last time, you were punished and almost died in the Cold Pavilion. It was brother who sent medicine to you so you could recover your life." "But big brother won't let anyone tell you, not even me."

Xie Zhangzhen said helplessly, "Then why did you tell me?"

Yao Zhi carelessly held Xie Chang in her arms. "I just can't bear to see you sad."

No wonder he said that he saved her. So it turned out to be true. There was no lack of gratitude in his words. He was just curious, why would he save her?

The carriage stopped in front of the princess' mansion. Xie Zhangxin and Yaoqi then got off the carriage and entered the mansion one after the other. There had been a servant standing by the side to welcome them …

"Where's Nine? I brought the beauty he wanted, why didn't he come out to pick us up?"

Xie Chang Shen bowed his head, but his heart still tightened when he heard Yaoqi's question.

"Reporting to the princess, the ninth prince just left in a hurry. He must have something to attend to."

If Chen Shen raised his head, he would know that the servant girl who had just spoken was precisely the purple-clothed servant girl that she had worn to change clothes for her.

Xie Zhangzhen let out a light breath, but Yaoqi was shaking her hand in frustration. It seemed like she was very dissatisfied that she had missed the opportunity to arrange the match between the two of them, but there was nothing she could do about it.

"Ninth brother, seriously, when is it not good to go out …" Xie Chang Xin busied herself with taking out the ink and paper in the study. She sighed with emotion at the extravagance of the Princess' residence. The study was filled with high-grade ink and paper, which was called the real study. The room was filled with books, making people look envious.

"Why have you become as boring as Nine? Do you only know how to read?"

Xie Zhangshen was powerless to retort. He rolled his eyes and said, "Of course the princess doesn't need to read books. She's too eager to invite you in, but for me —"

"If I don't look at these boring things, how will I get into the university?"

"Zhang Shen, you won't …"

Xie Zhangxian was perplexed.

"Don't tell me you want to take the exam yourself?"

Xie Zhangzhen nodded. "Besides this, there's no other way."

Yao Zhi tried hard to digest this news as she looked at Xie Zhangshen with a changing expression. First it was shock, then it was pity. Zhang Shen probably doesn't know how difficult it is to get into the Imperial College … She must be working so hard to get close to Nine … No, as a good friend, I have to help her …

In the meantime, she had changed positions several times, had yawned countless times, and finally could not overcome her drowsiness. When Xie Zhangzhen glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, she had already fallen into a deep sleep, and Xie Zhangzhen smiled lightly, feeling a slight warmth in his heart.

He didn't know when, but a faint breath suddenly appeared behind him. Xie Jiuchen wanted to turn around, but a pair of large hands silently wrapped around her waist. Yan Jiuke placed his head on Xie Zhangzhen's shoulder, and said hoarsely, "Existence and death are in the real world, not in the masses."

Xie Chang Shen's body couldn't help but stiffen. The heat from his words sprayed into her ears, causing her to feel an unexplainable heat. And what he said about the existence of life and death was not about the widowhood, but about the inadequacy of her writing. No one knew how long he had been behind her. Xie Chang Shen moved his body, wanting to avoid Yan Jiuke.

The other side tightened her grip, buried her head in her shoulder, and said in a lazy voice, "I'm too tired. Let me lie down."

Xie Chang Shen's face, somewhat unnatural blush.

When Yaoqi woke up, the first thing she saw was such an ambiguous scene. She was still confused, so she called out, "Ninth Brother, you're back?"

Xie Zhangzhen's face turned even redder as he almost struggled to leave Yan Jiuke's arms. Yan Jiuke didn't mind, and replied in a good mood.

Yaozhi felt that she had spoiled her own brother's good fortune, so she stuck out her tongue and ran out of the study like a wisp of smoke. Xie Zhangzhen consoled himself. When he was praying, he had never been close to a man. Yan Jiuke had shamelessly seduced her just now, so it was normal for him to be bewitched at times.

Yan Jiuke picked up the article that Xie Zhangzhen had written, his gaze sweeping over the delicate handwriting, and then sweeping over Xie Zhangzhen, who was pretending to be calm, "Actually, there's no need for you to enter Taixu."

"I've already asked mufei to marry Xie Zhangyi."

Yan Jiuke had been observing Xie Zhangzhen the entire time. When he heard her words, he couldn't find any expression on his face. For some reason, he felt a little unwell in his heart.

Xie Zhangzhen was still debating whether or not he should congratulate him. Yan Jiuke had already continued, "At that time, you can marry into the clan together with me."

Xie Zhangshen's face finally had some expression, but it wasn't the wild joy that Yan Jiuke had expected, but rather … Anger?

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kind intentions, but I'm afraid …" "No luck at all."

"Pah!" The sound of a teacup breaking could be heard outside the door as Ah Lu hastily tidied up the mess. At the same time, Yao Zhi, who was also hiding outside the door and eavesdropping, stomped her feet and pulled An Lu to the side. Inside the room, Yan Jiuke's face was growing darker and darker.

"Explain clearly what it means to be unlucky."

This sentence was almost squeezed out from the gaps between Yan Jiuke's teeth. He was rarely rejected, and at this moment, he was trying his best to suppress his anger.

"Just like that, I won't marry you. Do you hear me? Yan Jiuke."

Yao Zhi, who was standing outside the door, gasped.

"Mo Ying, close the door!"

This sentence was uttered with a low growl. A black-robed dark guard appeared out of nowhere and swiftly locked the study door, bringing along a group of eavesdroppers led by Princess Yaoqi.

The light in the room dimmed.

"If you don't want to marry me, then why did you throw yourself into my arms that day?" Every time Yan Jiuke said another word, he took a step closer to Xie Zhangzhen.

Xie Chang glanced around her without batting an eyelid. She regretfully discovered that all escape routes had been completely sealed off. She no longer had the courage to call out Yan Jiuke's name.

"Because I liked you." Xie Chang Xin argued weakly.

These words had indeed caused Yan Jiuke's expression to soften quite a bit, but he then caught on to the main point, "At that time?"

"No, I'm now... I like it now too! " Xie Zhangzhen felt that his conscience was hurting, but he still continued to make things up. "It's just that I'm not willing to be a concubine …"

The displeasure in Yan Jiuke's eyes had completely vanished. He heard Xie Zhangzhen say that he also liked her now, and it was obvious that he was happy. However, he stubbornly said, "Letting you be my concubine is already a compliment. Don't be unsatisfied."