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Wu Nu looked at Xie Xian with a matter-of-fact expression, and his eyes twitched, as if Zhi Mo had just said that Wang Sanlang was slapped in the face by the Queen!

Xie Xian saw that everyone looked uncomfortable: "Why am I wrong? If it weren't for them, would Sanlang and I have endured this suffering?"

Wang Yao received the death stare and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, Sister Xie is right, it's all their fault."

Cui Jing covered his face with the tooth fan. This tea was really undrinkable. He glanced at his friend's calm face and admired her more and more. This Madam Xie's temperament was really surprising.

After Wu Nu and his men left, Wang Yao asked, "Sister, do you really know who the mastermind is?" He was a little curious, as she clearly didn't say it just now.

Xie Xian leaned lazily on the table, "For this kind of thing, evidence is not important. It just depends on who benefits the most in the end. Ninety-nine percent of the time, it's Mr. Xie, don't you think? " She raised her hand to refill the kettle with boiling water, her expression unclear in the curling mist.

Everyone's face changed slightly. No one present was stupid. The first and third branches of the Xie family had long been undercurrents regarding the attitude of the second branch of the Xie family, but was this really the work of the first branch of the Xie family? What was even more terrifying was that the flag flying on the big ship in the river was that of the third branch, and the one sitting here tonight was the first branch.

It seems that the lady of the second room seems to have made up her mind. Xie An smiled softly: "My sister is just laughing and making trouble, I hope you can forgive her." His eyebrows moved, like the bright moon and the gentle breeze caressing his face.

Xie Xian was almost stunned. She turned around with great effort and cursed "foul" in her heart.

"Well, how could the glorious and bright Xie family do such a thing? The first to rebel was Wang Sanlang, followed by Tu Zhen's disapproving face.

Seeing the atmosphere was instantly broken by this face, Xie Xian was so angry that she became autistic and lost all sense of martial ethics.

It has to be said that Xie An's face was too slappable, and Xie Xian didn't know where to start. When she turned around, she saw this beautiful woman saying to her seriously, "Second sister, follow me." She watched the young man in a white robe in front of her stand up without any wrinkles on his clothes.

Xie Xian sighed, feeling as if she was being talked to by the dean alone. She bowed and followed.

Moonlight poured down from the sky, and the dark night enveloped the cliff, as if mist was overflowing from the river. The moonlight was dim and even the face was blurred even if he was standing in front of it. "It's Jinnian's fault that I frightened my second sister today!" Xie An bent his straight back and kowtowed.

Xie Xian dodged to the side. She was not used to it. Few people in Blue Star could apologize so sincerely. And it seemed that he did not do it. But she could not blame a young man who was so sincere and apologetic. She thought that the eldest wife of the Xie family might have coerced, bribed, or used her reputation to make things up. She wanted to find someone to marry far away, and maybe she could fly freely.

But I didn't expect that it was the young master of the Xie family who came to apologize. This is the terrifying power of the clan. Internal fighting is generally prohibited within the clan. Even if it has really happened, it cannot be made public, because it will become a stain on the clan, so-called family disgrace should not be made public. The aristocratic families that have good relations with each other will seriously evaluate the value of the relationship. It is difficult to tell who is in the melon field and who is in the plum field.

Unless sufficient evidence is found to clear his name, he will be regarded as having moral flaws, which is fatal in Daxia, which relies on the Nine-Rank System.

Xie Xian was used to handling things with modern thinking, but she didn't expect to be caught off guard by Xie An here. After seeing the demeanor of the young master of the Xie family, she also hurriedly returned the gift. This wave of her excessive defense backfired badly, making people laugh at her. She lowered her head and adjusted her clothes to hide her embarrassment.

Xie An knelt upright, looking straight ahead: "Second sister has not grown up in the clan, and does not understand the clan rules, which is understandable. As a woman, it is understandable that you have suffered such injustice and are at a loss, but I am here, please do not give up on yourself."

You are the one who gave up on yourself, and your whole family has given up on their own.

Xie Xian was upset. If it were an ordinary woman, she would have lost half her life that night, but Xie Xian was calm and could calmly help to examine the prisoner. In Xie An's view, this was already a result of the Second Branch's master's good teaching, and it was harmless for a girl to have a little temper.

But he also saw that Xie Xian had no reverence for the clan, and she could say in front of outsiders with a normal face that she doubted the eldest branch of the Xie family. This made Xie An feel ashamed and guilty, but he finally calmed down and understood that Xie Xian had never had them in her growth, so he was also an outsider in Xie Xian's eyes.

"I'll take care of this." An elder brother is like a father, he will never harm her. Xie An looked at the girl opposite him, who lowered her head slightly as if she knew she was wrong, and nodded with satisfaction.

Just as he was about to stand up, he heard a sneer and was slightly stunned.

The girl looked at him calmly with calm eyes, "Brother, how are you going to deal with today's incident?" The girl spoke bluntly.

Xie An frowned, not expecting her to be so inquisitive.

"This matter needs to be discussed with Wang Sanlang and Brother Cui. It is not convenient for you."

Xie Xian raised one corner of her mouth: "Can I sit in on the class?"

"No." This matter concerns the reputation of a daughter's family. How can an unmarried girl listen to it?

Xie Xian stood up slowly, bowed and said word by word: "Since I received this black stone ring, I have been hated by so many people, but the only chance I got was lost here. I don't care what the clan thinks." The girl stood up with her back straight, her proud character like a plum blossom falling in frost and snow.

"I, Xie Xian, only say that my fate is in my own hands." Finally found the right line.

Looking at the girl who turned and left, Xie An was stunned. It was not until this moment that he realized that this second wife was very different from the girls in his family who were completely under his control.

Perhaps from the beginning, she didn't need his help. He was stunned for a long time, shook his head and chuckled. The name of Second Lady Xian was far from her personality. Well, the young lady is naturally stronger without an elder, so I just need to be more accommodating in the future.

When he returned to the main hall, Xie Xian had already left with Tu Zhen. Before leaving, she invited Wang Sanlang to play on the boat tomorrow. Xie An didn't care. No matter what, Xie Xian would never get married. Xie Xian probably had never been around her peers since she was a child, so it didn't matter if she was a little casual. With him around, Wang Yao would just be a younger brother.

A few people went to rest and didn't mention it anymore.

At dawn the next day, before Xie Xian got up, she heard Qingdai chattering in the next room. The zither players on the boat were also moving quietly, and some of the diligent ones had already started practicing.

"Hey, who is the one carrying the drum onto the boat?" Qingdai asked curiously.

After a while, Tu Zhen said, "It was the third son of the Wang family. The lady invited him." Last night, the two of them came back without alarming many people, but Qing Dai knew about it. She burst into tears at that time, and Xie Xian had to comfort her for a while.

Qingdai's face changed. She only regretted that she could not be with her wife. She was angry that Wang Sanlang had a reputation as not being a good match for her. However, her wife's reputation was flawed. It was said that Dalangjun was also there last night, so she thought he would make arrangements for her.

Just as he was thinking about it, Wang Sanlang arrived early with his drum. When he saw Xie Xian, he said proudly, "Sister, what do you think of my drum?"

This is a cowhide drum with a bronze base and pear wood drumsticks. The bronze nails around the drum body are polished to a shine. Xie Xian looked at it and nodded, "It seems you didn't frame me yesterday." Yes, I think the last instrument is complete, so I can try it today.

Everyone stood on both sides according to the instruments, all facing the stone gong. Xie Xian started with her hands. She had previously practiced the rhythm with Wang Yao. The music she played was the classic [Victory] symphony that served as the BGM in Blue Star.

The song starts with string music, and the addition of heavy drums after a measure makes the whole piece seem majestic. The base note of the original song is a cello and violin ensemble, but here there are no conditions and only the guqin can be played with a bow. The effect is barely acceptable. To Xie Xian, it sounds much worse than the original song, but for the ancients who have never heard it, this is enough.

The sun rose from the east, and the golden glow shone on the river, creating a sparkling color. The vocal ensemble brought the song to a climax. In the low drum beats of the third bar, Xie Xian walked to the conch and stood still. Although she was a microphone master before, this was the first time she used this body to sing such a difficult transition between true and false high notes. But she was not afraid, as this body was still young.

"Ah~Ah~Ah~Ah~Ah~" a high-pitched female voice sounded, combined with the majestic sound of drums, like waves crashing against the shore, one wave higher than the other. It tightly grasped everyone's heart, and their heartbeats vibrated closely with the drumbeats.

Cui Jing's ivory fan on the cliff top slipped from his hand. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the back of Shi Xiang who was singing with all his strength on the deck. Xie Xian was dressed in a plain dress with a watery color. She opened her hands with strength. Her real voice was deep, powerful and delicate when she sang in a low voice, which was completely different from the gentleness of a woman. When she switched to high notes, she sang naturally and fluently, with full momentum, like the sound of nature from a fairy, which sublimated and shook the whole song.

With this soul-stirring power, Xie Xian straightened her spine and made her own voice heard in this era when women were in shackles.

Women's singing has always been known to be graceful and gentle. For the first time, the people on the cliff saw the limit of human voice. Even without a single word, it can be so majestic. As the voice gradually ended, everyone slowly exhaled. Xie Xian turned around with a smile on her face. The musicians bowed, including Wang Sanlang, as if they were meeting the king of music.