PNB Chapter 140 I like Xie Jinglan
Chapter 140 I like Xie Jinglan
Having not been able to be this close to her sister for a long time, Jiang Huanxi cherished these two days.
However, considering that her sister still brought Xie Jinglan with her at a time like this, and seeing how bad his complexion looked today, Jiang Huanxi couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
"Sister, I just saw that guy surnamed Xie and he looks like he's getting worse every day. Is he really not going to live much longer?"
Seeing Ah Xi address Xie Jinglan in such a way again, Jiang Yuyue frowned. "How can you talk like that? If people hear this, won't they say we don't know our manners? We mustn't be rude."
"There's no one else here."
Jiang Huanxi pursed her lips, but after observing her sister's expression, she tentatively asked, "Sister, the situation was so dangerous that day, yet you still wanted to take him with you. Although his family was all dead, now that you've divorced that beast Xie Yunqi, you have no obligation to continue taking care of him."
"But seeing how much my sister cares about him, could it be... could it be that she likes this Xie... Xie Jinglan?"
Meeting Ah Xi's probing gaze, Jiang Yuyue really didn't expect him to suddenly ask this question.
But considering that Xie Jinglan really didn't have much time left, and that A-Xi's attitude towards him wasn't exactly good, Jiang Yuyue simply agreed to go along with him so that A-Xi wouldn't upset Xie Jinglan.
"Yes."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Huanxi's expression immediately turned as if she had seen a ghost. Although Xie Jinglan's appearance was indeed exceptionally handsome, it wasn't surprising that her sister had taken a liking to him.
The problem is that Xie Jinglan is so sickly, who knows when he might suddenly pass away. If he were to die suddenly, wouldn't that just cause his sister more grief?
Thinking of this, Jiang Huanxi immediately regretted her previous words about hoping Xie Jinglan would die soon.
The siblings' conversation was heard by Fengling on the rooftop without missing a single word.
Anyone with eyes can see that His Highness is in a bad mood today all because of Miss Jiang. Now that we have finally gotten a word of confirmation from her, if we tell His Highness, it will surely make him happy!
Feng Ling acted immediately, flying into Xie Jinglan's room. Xie Jinglan frowned when he saw Feng Ling, who was supposed to be guarding Jiang Yuyue, arrive.
"What are you here for?"
"Your Highness, I just overheard Miss Jiang's conversation with her brother."
Feng Ling's tone rarely carried any joy, "Then Jiang Huanxi asked Miss Jiang if her attentiveness to His Highness meant she liked him, and Miss Jiang admitted it!"
Upon hearing this, Jixiang's face lit up with joy, and he quickly turned his gaze to his prince to see his reaction.
Upon hearing this, Xie Jinglan's eyes flickered slightly, and his tightly furrowed brows relaxed a little.
"understood."
Xie Jinglan responded lightly, though his tone was flat, a faint smile played on his lips, which Jixiang could see clearly!
This made Jixiang sigh inwardly, "Is this still the Prince Jing who never shows his emotions?"
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The morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year.
Everyone on the street was smiling, but there was only one person who stood frozen in place at the entrance of the burned-down Jiang family mansion, staring blankly at the charred plaque.
This person was none other than Pei Jingchuan, who had taken leave to return to Jinling to visit his grandmother.
Since leaving Jinling, he had been far away in Shu. It wasn't until he returned to Jinling last night that he suddenly learned of the Jiang family's misfortune. The thought that even Yue'er had not been spared made Pei Jingchuan feel a dull pain in his chest and he felt extremely guilty.
He missed another opportunity because he wasn't firm enough. If he had taken Yue'er away back then, could he have avoided all of this?
"Has it been found out who did this?!"
Pei Jingchuan was unwilling to give up and asked the neighbors around him.
Most of these people recognized him and knew that he and Miss Jiang Yuyue of the Jiang family had been friends since childhood, but since things had come to this, they could only pat him on the shoulder and offer a few words of comfort.
"Young Master Pei, please accept our condolences. The authorities have investigated and said that the fire was caused by a fire in the kitchen during the night. But it's really strange that not a single person survived. Even the Xie family members who lived in the Jiang family perished in the fire."
No one survived?
Pei Jingchuan's expression hardened. Even if it really was a fire, surely the servants guarding the door would have had a chance to escape? How could there not be a single survivor?
The only possibility is... this disaster was caused by someone!
"Did the authorities send a coroner to examine their bodies?"
Pei Jingchuan immediately pressed for details, but the man shook his head. "The government only considered this a common fire and did not examine the bodies carefully. Besides, the fire burned people beyond recognition, so even if they had examined them, they wouldn't have been able to find anything."
"The funeral arrangements were handled by the old steward of the Jiang family, and we don't know any other details."
Hearing these words, Pei Jingchuan became even more convinced that something was amiss. Thinking of Xie Yunqi, who had suddenly become a prince consort a few days ago, his heart sank.
Could it be that he did this?
But Pei Jingchuan quickly dismissed this conjecture.
After all, members of the Xie family also died this time. No matter how ruthless Xie Yunqi was, he wouldn't go so far as to harm his own family, let alone go to such lengths to wipe out the entire Jiang family.
Who else could it be?
Pei Jingchuan's mind was filled with these thoughts. He walked aimlessly down the street when a ragged beggar collapsed in front of him. Pei Jingchuan frowned, glanced at him, and discovered that the man had no legs and was crawling on the road, supported only by his two arms.
"Young master, please have mercy... and give me some silver..."
The beggar weakly shook the broken bowl in his hand, "Please..."
Pei Jingchuan was feeling annoyed. Although he usually ignored beggars, thinking of Yue'er's death, he took out his purse with the intention of doing good deeds. Just as he was about to put two pieces of silver into the bowl, he met the beggar's gaze.
Because the beggar's face was covered in filth and his hair was a complete mess, Pei Jingchuan hadn't recognized him at all before. But now, upon closer inspection, he realized that he was actually Xie Jinbo, the second son of the Xie family!
Weren't all the Xie family members dead?! Why is Xie Jinbo still here?!
Pei Jingchuan immediately withdrew his outstretched hand and demanded sharply, "How are you still alive?! Didn't you say that the Xie family and the Jiang family all died in the fire? How are you here! Where's Yue'er?! Is Yue'er still alive?!"
Faced with this barrage of questions, Xie Jinbo stared intently at Pei Jingchuan, recognized him, and grinned.