Chapter 6 The Second Son of Shen Family

"Arthurs!"

Aghia snapped open her eyes and woke up from her nightmare, breathing violently, the clothes on her back already soaked with cold sweat.

After the prime minister's mutiny in her previous life, she herself was separated from her brother Arthurs, and she was stranded in the Great Xu, imprisoned by Xie Jie as a canary. Arthurs was sent to frontier by the prime minister of the Northern Rong and thrown to the Great Xu.

The Great Xu's generals skinned him and hung him from the city walls as a deterrent to the Northern Rong.

Her brother, the little wolf of the steppe, was not even left full-scale in the end.

Aghia's eyes were red as she remembered her own despair when she heard the news in her previous life.

Now she was just surviving, trying to find Arthurs was like a fantasy.

If Arthurs is found one day and has to go up against the prime minister, how will she be able to save him?

The idea of luring Xie Jie into the jar and using the Great Xu's power to return to the Northern Rong grew stronger and stronger as Aghia sat up and looked into the bronze mirror, stroking her pretty face.

She needed power. She needed power, power to influence the Northern Rong, power to scare the prime minister.

If you want to talk about power, who else in the world can compare to the Great Xu's emperor?

"Xie... Jie..."

Aghia murmured, pursed her lips, thoughtful.

She hadn't seen Xie Jie for a few days after that day.

Thinking it had been so long, it should be enough for the bit of playfulness Xie Jie had towards herself to settle down and transform into a deeper interest in the next meeting.

Aghia knocked on the table, she vaguely remembered that in her previous life at this time, the Shen family people mentioned that on the 15th day of the lunar November, the Emperor would personally go inside the Jiyun Temple to pay respect for Buddha.

Today is the day.

A beauty, holding an oil-paper umbrella, curiously broke down a plum, and a little bit of snow fell on the tip of her nose, driving away the coldness and tinting it with an innocent, natural and happy air.

Aghia only thought she was really here to enjoy the plum, looking here and there, the smile on her face never came down, causing the person behind the tree to squint slightly, his fingertips twisting back and forth on the Rosewood rosary.

"Your Majesty, do you need me to..." Zhou Zhong could not help but drum in his heart at this time, tentatively speaking.

Usually, when the Emperor pay respect for Buddha, the whole Jiyun Temple should be sealed up. Although Xie Jie did not have such a high profile, the personal guards he brought with him also surrounded the plum grove at the back of the hill with no leaks.

But Zhou Zhong, thinking of Xie Jie's special treatment of this girl yesterday, still took the liberty of letting Aghia in. At this point, he can't help but feel a drum in my heart and try to open his mouth.

Xie Jie looked at him with a smile. He did not reprimand him, but rather, he gave a meaningful smile with interest, and his eyes were deep and obscure, "The Shen family's people are in front?"

"Yes," Zhou Zhong replied.

"How can I disturb her when she is safe and sound?"He narrowed his eyes slightly, his said it was not good to bother her, but his voice carried the implication of no comment, "The second son of Shen family was beaten with thirty lashes and is still alive and kicking, right?"

The Second Young Master Shen was beaten with thirty lashes. He originally should be lying at home wailing, but now he appear here, whether it is Wancheng City officials’ lax law enforcement, or someone wantonly connivance, it is not clear.

Xie Jie smiled lightly, "Bring the Second Young Master Shen here."

Xie Jie did not say why to bring him here, but Zhou Zhong understood.

The Second Young Master Shen is just to scare this poor girl, then His Majesty can come to a heroic rescue.

Zhou Zhong took a look at Aghia's figure and sighed in his heart.

I'm really sorry, girl. The Emperor who gave the orders is my master. I must do it.

Aghia was totally unaware of what he was doing.

She came to meet Xie Jie by chance, but she didn't know where he was, so she had to wait for him. She sat down on a rock, holding the red plum in her hand, staring at it with fascination, her eyes drifting as if she was looking at someone through it, thinking: Xie Jie doesn't believe in God or Buddha. He came to Jiyun Temple, but he’s not in the main hall to kneel, then where would he go?

"Yo, how come there's a beauty hidden in this temple?"

A frivolous voice rang out, despite the pretense of poise, but it could not hide the lewdness of it.

Aghia raised her eyes and looked in the direction where the voice came from, and her heart jumped.

Here comes the second son of Shen family.

Aghia stared dead in his face, hatred surging in her eyes.

All the shame and pain of her past life was because of him.

It was he who took Liu Nu, humiliated her, and caused her tragic death. He was also the one who ordered the magistrate to turn himself away from the door. It was because of him that she was sent to Xie Jie's bed by the Shen family, making herself an object to be played with by Xie Jie.

How could she not hate him?

Aghia, half alarmed, half disgusted, took a step back, her voice filled with shock and anger, "Why are you here?"

She stared at him dead, indignant and with disbelief, "Weren't you beaten with thirty lashes... How come you...?"

At this time the Second Young Master Shen should be skin and flesh, like a dog lying on the bed is right. How could he run to Jiyun Temple as if nothing happened?

"How do you know... You are the bitch who complained!" The Second Young Master Shen also froze and immediately reacted, gritting his teeth and grimacing as he walked towards her.

"Good! I was looking for you, but you came to my door yourself!"