Finally, after the Marquis of Ningyuan finished speaking, Jiang Zhao fled the stage as if escaping.
"That's not the Heir of the Xie Family! Why is he here too?!"
"Yeah, yeah. The Heir of the Xie Family is here. The Marquis of Ningyuan sure has a lot of face!"
There were whispers among the guests again. The tall and slender figure at the door caught everyone's attention.
All the members of the Jiang Family were stunned when they saw Xie Si. It was true that they had sent an invitation to the Prince Rong's Mansion, but today was still the coming - of - age ceremony of the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Yong'an. They never expected anyone from the Prince Rong's Mansion to come.
Who would have thought it would be Xie Si!
The Marquis of Ningyuan quickly came to his senses and stepped forward to greet him: "I didn't know the Heir of the Xie Family was coming. I'm sorry for not greeting you properly. Please don't take offense, Your Highness."
Xie Si lowered his eyes, glanced at the Marquis of Ningyuan, and then walked straight forward, not caring whether the Marquis of Ningyuan was embarrassed or not.
Seeing this, Laifu presented the congratulatory gift he had brought: "A small token of our respect. It's not much."
Jiang Zhao saw that Xie Si seemed to be walking in her direction. A bad feeling welled up in her heart, and she immediately turned around and wanted to run.
She recognized him. He was the man who had gone to the Buwenzhai to ask for her fortune - telling a few days ago.
But Jiang Zhao wasn't sure if he had recognized her.
She was fast, but Xie Si was even faster.
Xie Si took three steps in two and blocked Jiang Zhao's way. His tone was teasing: "Miss Jiang, long time no see."
His drawn - out tone made Jiang Zhao shiver involuntarily.
Seeing the surprised looks of everyone turning towards them, Jiang Yunxi was even winking at her.
The Marquis of Ningyuan quickly stepped between them, looking obsequious: "Does the Heir of the Xie Family know my little daughter?"
Jiang Zhao shook her head like a rattle: "I've never met the Heir before. Maybe the Heir has mistaken me for someone else." Her heart was pounding. Could it be that Xie Si had recognized that Song E was her?
But then she thought it was unlikely. She had worn a mask and changed her voice. How could Xie Si recognize her?
Then what did his words mean?
Jiang Zhao looked at Xie Si's face and felt it was a bit familiar, but she just couldn't remember.
Xie Si wasn't angry. He hooked his lips and said, "Really?"
"I have excellent eyesight. I never make a mistake about the people I recognize." Xie Si looked down with a slight smile on his face.
But Jiang Zhao saw a hint of coldness in it.
Xie Si stepped closer to Jiang Zhao, bent down slightly, and whispered in her ear: "Miss Jiang has a rather poor memory."
"You didn't die from those two arrows the other day. You're really lucky."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhao suddenly looked up and met Xie Si's eyes, which overlapped with the hawk - like eyes from that day.
It was really him! If he hadn't said anything, she would have forgotten about this incident.
She wracked her brains but couldn't figure out when she had ever had any interaction with someone like Xie Si.
She didn't know where Xie Si's hostility towards her came from.
Xie Si's familiarity with Jiang Zhao caused quite a stir.
Fortunately, Xie Si didn't continue to entangle and turned around to leave.
The Marquis of Ningyuan looked at Jiang Zhao who seemed to be deep in thought and knew that there must be something between them. For a moment, he didn't know whether to be happy or worried.
He wanted to ask Jiang Zhao how she knew Xie Si, but it wasn't convenient with so many guests around, so he had to let it go.
...
Jiang Zhao was uneasy. She couldn't even see through Xie Si's fate, especially since he had almost taken her life.
She deeply felt that this man was dangerous.
She must stay away from him to avoid losing her life in vain. She still wanted to live a few more years.
Jiang Zhao was preoccupied and walked forward with her head down. She passed by a man in black. Their wide sleeves and skirts briefly overlapped.
Passing by the corridor, the gentle breeze blew down the snow - white pear blossoms. The fragrance was rich, like flying snow.
Jiang Zhao suddenly stopped. Her heart was pounding wildly, as if being forcefully held back by a huge force.
She slowly turned back. The man also stopped and looked back. Their eyes met instantly.
When the wind blew, the silver bells on Xie Weiwei's waist rang sweetly, rippling circles of ripples.
An indescribable emotion was constantly swirling in Xie Weiwei's chest. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.
Xie Weiwei frowned slightly. He didn't know the woman in front of him. He didn't like this feeling of losing control.
Then he left.
Jiang Zhao still stood there. Her fingertips trembled uncontrollably.
She recognized him.
He was the man who had often appeared in her dreams since childhood.
No matter how many times they met in her dreams, they couldn't compare to this real - life encounter.
Jiang Zhao raised her hand and gently placed her palm on her chest.
When she was a child, she often dreamed of a man. At first, she couldn't see his face clearly. As the number of times she entered the dream increased, his face became clearer and clearer.
He always said in the dream, wait for him.
We will meet each other eventually.
Unexpectedly, they really met.
As she grew older, the number of times he appeared in her dreams became fewer and fewer.
She once told Old Zhang about this. Old Zhang said that if a person often dreamed of someone they didn't know when they were a child, it was either because of obsession or because the two of them were destined to be together.
Jiang Zhao still remembered what Old Zhang had said to her: "This fate is predestined and cannot be resisted by human power."
"However, although the red thread is tough, it is as thin as a silk thread. It is easy to connect but difficult to bear the weight. It is easy to see but difficult to grasp."
"It is even more difficult to carry the storms of the world together."
Jiang Zhao frowned tightly. She still didn't understand what Old Zhang meant.
So she became even more curious about the man's identity.
Jiang Zhao came to a secluded pond and fed the fat koi in the pond. But in her heart, she was thinking about inquiring about the man's identity.
And this scene was all seen by Xie Si.
Laifu, Xie Si's personal guard, felt the chilling coldness emanating from him and took a step to the side.
"Jiang Zhao, you're really something." Xie Si gritted his teeth as he said this.
He didn't expect that in this life, Jiang Zhao and Xie Weiwei would meet so much earlier.
"Elder sister, elder sister!" The chubby Jiang Yuyao ran up to Jiang Zhao, still holding the broken kite string in her hand.
Jiang Yuyao tugged at Jiang Zhao's sleeve, pouted, and said aggrievedly: "Elder sister, my kite got stuck in the tree."
Jiang Zhao looked in the direction of her little hand and saw that the kite with the broken string was hanging on the pear tree branch.
There were tears welling up in Jiang Yuyao's big grape - like eyes: "Everyone is busy. I couldn't find anyone."
Jiang Yuyao was really cute. Jiang Zhao couldn't help but hug her and kiss her: "Don't cry, Yaoyao. Elder sister will help you."
Jiang Zhao looked around. Although it was a bit high, there was a tall boulder under the tree that could be used to stand on.
The two of them came to the tree. Jiang Zhao shook the boulder with her feet to make sure it was stable, and then climbed up it with hands and feet.
Jiang Zhao climbed to the top of the boulder and reached out to try to get the kite, but found it was still a bit out of reach. She had to stand on tiptoe.
Jiang Yuyao was cheering her on under the tree.
Neither of them noticed that Xie Si had appeared behind Jiang Zhao at some point.
Laifu saw the malicious look in Xie Si's eyes and swallowed hard. He wanted to remind them but didn't dare.
Laifu couldn't help but think of the last time on the long street when the Heir had publicly tried to kill Miss Jiang.
The Heir wouldn't want to take action here, would he... This was in the Marquis of Ningyuan's Mansion!
Taking action here, was the Heir crazy?
Laifu was right. Xie Si was really crazy.
Crazy with jealousy.