After her mind was read, the spoiled brat became the darling of the whole group.

Song Qingyang glanced at the two boxes and smiled, "No need for gifts. Since the previous matter has already been punished, let's let bygones be bygones."

"But if the wealthy gentleman brings this up again..."

Zhang Fushen immediately shook his head sensibly, "Of course, please rest assured, sir."

Since Song Qingyang has already made his statement, he won't make things difficult for them because of what happened before.

Song Qingyang, a mere top scholar, was naturally fearless, but what was frightening was Prince Jin.

Prince Jin personally attended the event that day to make decisions for Song Qingyang. It's unclear whether it was for the sake of the Xie family's daughter or simply because he was impressed by Song Qingyang's talent.

In any case, Prince Jin is someone they cannot afford to offend.

Having received Song Qingyang's affirmative answer, Zhang Fushen decided not to get in Song Qingyang's way and immediately had his men carry the box away.

Zhang Kuihua still couldn't forget Song Qingyang, turning back to look at him every few steps.

She was so close, so very close, to becoming the wife of the top scholar.

Zhang Kuihua now feels empty inside, always feeling that she should have been the wife of a top scholar in her past life.

After Song Qingyang had seen all the people coming and going off, he turned and went inside.

Inside the room, Song Yingqiu and Xie Xing sat on either side of the table, one on each side.

Xie Xing cupped her face in her hands, idly playing with her hair.

Song Yingqiu, on the other hand, sat rather undignifiedly, with one foot on the bench, one hand on the table, and the other leg swinging back and forth, just waiting for Song Qingyang to come in.

Xie Xing had already finished telling Song Yingqiu about Zhang Fushen.

Upon seeing the person enter, Song Yingqiu snorted coldly and said, "If I were you, I would have killed them long ago. Why would I let them come to my door?"

That face was so ugly it was disgusting to look at.

They actually did something like this.

Song Qingyang's smile remained unchanged. He walked slowly to the table, poured a cup of tea for the two of them, and said calmly, "There are many things involved behind this. It's not as simple as you think."

Song Yingqiu snorted, took the tea, and said in a high-pitched voice, "Yes, yes, it has to be you, elder brother. You know everything and have brought glory to our Song family."

hiss.

Xie Xing gasped.

[So, the Third Brother's attacks are even directed at his own people.]

That's sarcastic and unsettling.

Song Qingyang's lips twitched. He glanced coldly at Song Yingqiu and said, "You'd better watch yourself in front of Xing'er."

"So much time has passed, you should be laughing by now."

Song Yingqiu pursed his lips and remained silent.

Song Qingyang sighed, threw off his robes and sat down, saying gently, "Things are gradually getting better at home now. Your second brother has joined the army. Yingqiu, I know you are intelligent, so don't be willful and reckless."

"Going to a private school is your best choice..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Yingqiu slammed his hand on the table and stood up. He impatiently scratched his face and said coldly, "Not everyone is like you."

Song Qingyang's lips curled into a straight line, but his expression grew increasingly cold, instantly freezing the atmosphere. Xie Xing glanced at one person and then at the other, immediately standing up to smooth things over, saying, "Haha, um... Big Brother, Third Brother, it's such a nice day today, why don't we stop arguing..."

The sounds gradually faded.

Song Qingyang's expression softened, and he said gently, "I won't say anything more."

"Xing'er, I'm leaving Shengjing tomorrow. You'll have to take care of yourself."

Song Qingyang lowered his eyes, his fingers stroking the teacup. "The capital is not peaceful right now. The Sixth Prince has suddenly returned to the capital, and the other princes are all eager to make their move."

"The court officials have many different thoughts and intentions, and it's hard to say when things will descend into chaos."

"You're all alone in the capital, so take good care of yourself."

Xie Xing smiled and said, "Big brother, don't worry, I'll take good care of myself."

Song Yingqiu said with dissatisfaction, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have come back to this so-called General's Mansion in the first place."

"What kind of people are her brothers?"

"You've seen it?" Song Qing raised an eyebrow.

Song Yingqiu smiled smugly and chuckled, "Not only did I see it, but I also won all of that little punk's wallet and gave it to Xing'er."

Song Qingyang chuckled: "Xie Yuze is a notorious playboy in the General's Mansion. Even if you win his money back, he will still ask Xing'er for it back in private if it's not his own choice."

Song Yingqiu's smile froze.

Xie Yuze looked furious with him, his eyes filled with hatred as if he wanted to devour him alive, but he didn't seem like such a tasteless person.

Song Qingyang said, "The Xie family feels most guilty towards Xing'er right now. If you give all the money they won to Xing'er, they won't say anything."

Song Yingqiu breathed a sigh of relief. He muttered to himself, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place."

Song Qingyang shook his head helplessly. He was about to speak when he seemed to remember something and looked up at Song Yingqiu for a long while.

After a long while, Song Qingyang stood up and said to Xie Xing, "It's getting late, and it might be dangerous for you to be out alone. I'll have someone take you back first."

"Huh?" Xie Xing was stunned for a moment.

She had only been sitting down for a short while.

Judging from Song Qingyang's expression, he probably wants to speak with Song Yingqiu alone.

Xie Xing stood up and said, "Alright, then, eldest brother and third brother, I'll head back now."

After the imperial examination, she was to go to the palace.

Xie Jiaojiao was betrothed to the Crown Prince as a concubine, so she naturally could not enter the palace. Therefore, Xie Mingzhu entered the palace with her.

She needs to think about what to do next.

At the very least, you have to save your own life.

As for the Xie family…

Xie Xing hesitated for a moment.

Everyone has their own destiny, and it has nothing to do with her.

As soon as Xie Xing left, the expressions on Song Qingyang and Song Yingqiu's faces both turned somber.

Song Qingyang said, "You can also hear Xing'er's thoughts?"

Song Yingqiu nodded: "Yes, brother, you can hear me too?"

Song Qingyang pursed his lips and said, "There are quite a few people who can hear Xing'er's thoughts, including the three Xie brothers and Prince Jin."

Oh…

No wonder.

No wonder that brat surnamed Xie was furious.

Song Yingqiu looked at Song Qingyang blankly and asked, "What's going on?"

Song Qingyang lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "What we know now is that Xing'er is bound to a strange thing that can know the future development, and its name is something like a system."

"It knows the fate of each and every one of us."

Song Yingqiu's eyes widened.

He looked at Song Qingyang in astonishment.

Song Qingyang said, "Now is not the time for us to be stubborn. You must have heard something."

"In Xing'er's heartfelt words, did you hear anything about yourself?"

Song Yingqiu nodded blankly.

He initially just listened and didn't take these things to heart.

But hearing what my older brother said...

Song Yingqiu's lips turned pale as he said, "In the future, when the Xie family falls, you will also have a bad ending. Xing'er will be imprisoned and tortured by a seventh prince named Luo Hanfeng. In order to save Xing'er, I will also be tortured to death."