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As expected, Xie Zhangyi was taken in by his words and sighed softly. "What are you talking about? We are sisters in a family, so of course I will treat my sister sincerely."

When the atmosphere was moving, Xie Zhangyi paused before answering, "Father's birthday is coming up in a few days. But I'm guessing that little sister hasn't prepared her wedding gift yet."

Xie Zhangzhen nodded in agreement. "Naturally, I can't compare with elder sister …" My little sister is in a dilemma, there really isn't anything that she can take out as a gift. "

"No worries. I originally wanted to personally copy a copy of the Thousand Longevity Sutra to bless father. Now, it seems that you are the most suitable to gift me this gift."

Xie Zhangzhen acted like he was shocked, grabbing onto Xie Zhangyi's hand and mumbling incoherently, "... Really, really? "Then what about sister?"

Xie Zhangyi's eyes flashed with calculation, but his face was still smiling warmly. "Of course I have other methods. At the moment, I should be the first to deal with your difficulties."

Xie Zhangzhen couldn't bear to disappoint Xie Zhangyi, so she put on an expression of gratitude.

Xie Zhangyi felt that he had won the hearts of everyone, so he left in satisfaction.

Watching the back of Xie Zhangyi, Ling'er couldn't help but exclaim, "Our eldest miss is such a good person."

Xie Chang Zhen thought it was funny. He deliberately agreed in front of Lu'er, "Yes, Big Sis. She really is a good person." However, what he was thinking was that this Xie Zhangyi's style of doing things was exactly the same as the Grand Princess's. He had always regarded himself as aloof and made himself seem kind and harmless in front of others, but no one knew what kind of scheme he would have in the future.

Xie Zhangyi walked out of the cold pavilion, the smile on her face was gone. She frowned as she asked the servant girl beside her, "Zhu Er, do you see any difference between the third young miss and before?"

The servant girl named Zhu'er pondered for a moment before shaking her head in puzzlement, "This servant didn't see anything different from before, but Miss, why did you tell Third Miss how to please Master?"

Xie Zhangyi smiled faintly. "Because I want to tell my second sister about this in the future."

"The Second Miss hates the Third Miss for being so close to the bone. If she knew that the congratulatory gift that the Third Miss is going to give to the Old Master is the 'Thousand Longevity Sutra', she would definitely think of a way to make the first move and gain the upper hand."

Xie Zhangyi's long face once again appeared in front of his eyes. It sounded strange, but others couldn't tell, but Xie Zhangyi felt that this little girl had completely wiped away her initial dullness, causing her spirit energy to become more threatening.

When he thought back to the familiar handwriting on the page, Xie Zhangyi's eyes flashed with a cold light. "So in the end, no matter how hard she copied and put in effort, she still missed the opportunity."

That day, Xie Zhangyi ordered someone to bring over a set of Ten-Thousand Longevity Sutra. Xie Zhangzhen simply held it in his hand and looked at it, while Ling'er grinded the ink on the table. However, Xie Zhangyi didn't have the slightest intention of touching it, "Ling`er, how long have you been here?"

"Miss, Ling'er grew up in the Xie residence, but she was previously a lowly servant or servant. She was later brought up to Miss's side by someone who broke the rules."

"Since you've already been in the manor for so long, do you know of Marquis Xie's hobbies?"

Ling'er tilted her head as she thought about it, and concluded, "Master …" She should be an elegant person. Other than liking to read books like xiaojie, it seemed that she also liked to listen to zither music.

Listening to the zither? Xie Chang Shen grabbed the key point, thought for a moment, and then picked up the brush. Ling'er gave it a quick glance, only to discover that the entire paper was filled with strange Chinese characters.

"Miss, you …"

What was he doing? Before he could even say the word, he was cut off by a silent gesture from Xie Zhangxin.

However, unfortunately, there was a copy of it in the treasury of the Kingdom of Qi Tian. Xie Zhangqi had also seen it before, and although he hadn't memorized it intentionally, he had been able to memorize it mostly through his memories. He hadn't expected that it would be of use at this moment as well.

The day of Marquis Xie's birthday came quickly.

Just by thinking about the feast at the Xie Estate, one could tell that there would be many distinguished officials present. At the Grand Princess's command, every young lady in the household was given a new set of clothes. It was not hard to guess that the Grand Princess was afraid that she would lose face in front of these noble young ladies, and end up with something that would cause her to lose face.

Early in the morning, there was a bustling crowd in front of the Xie Residence.

"Ninth brother!"

Just as Yan Jiuke handed the horse over to the Xie Clan servant in charge, a warm call came from behind him. He turned his head around and nodded slightly, as a form of greeting. "How rare. Fourth Imperial Brother is also here to join in on the fun."

The Fourth Prince came from the battlefield, and was the most crude of the princes. Hearing this, he laughed heartily, clapped Yan Jiuke on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Old Second and Old Eighth are probably here already. Who would want to miss the excitement at the Xie Clan?"

Yan Jiuke seemed to have something to say, so he didn't say much. He gave the fourth prince a respectful bow as the two of them entered the Xie Estate one after the other. A servant, who already knew what was going on, led the two distinguished guests into the inner hall.

A familiar voice could be heard from far away, "Imperial Father can't come personally. He told me that I must accompany Uncle for a few more drinks later. Aunt, I brought with me on a mission."

Who else could it be other than the Second Prince?

Stepping into the banquet hall, he took a quick look and confirmed that the entire room was filled with royal members. All of them had arrived. These nephews were all gathered together, and could smell the scent of gunpowder even from far away. The Eldest Princess naturally knew where this smell of gunpowder came from, and at the same time, she was also secretly observing to see just who would have the greater chance of winning in this battle without any smoke.

"You two, hurry up and take a seat. After your uncle finishes entertaining the adults outside, he'll want to test out your alcohol tolerance." The fourth prince and the second prince sat down facing each other. Yan Jiuke found a spot to sit down.

"Usually, our ninth brother runs diligently to the Xie Clan. Why are you late today?"

The Second Prince teased as he looked at Yan Jiuke, his eyes hidden like the tip of a pearl.

Yan Jiuke indifferently replied, "Second Brother, I didn't come later, so why would I show your hospitality today?"

The second prince's smile was smashed into smithereens by this unassuming retort. Just as he said the word "you", Master Xie walked in.

The princes had lost their interest in talking quickly and stood up to toast to the marquis. The marquis was wearing a white robe and a beautiful beard, so even though he was over forty years old, it was not hard to see the handsome and elegant ways of his youth.