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Chapter 8 Preference

This involves a secret secret from the palace many years ago. Xie Jingrun’s real identity is actually the son of the current emperor. For some reason, he dare not announce Xie Jingrun’s identity.

Now that Weiyuan Marquis Xie Tianlin dies, the position of Weiyuan Marquis will naturally fall on Xie Jingrun.

Xie Jingrun's official position is already high. Now, with the title of Marquis of Weiyuan, it is unlikely that the entire court will be able to surpass him. It can be seen that the emperor's preference for him. Of course, this is why he became a thorn in Feng Mo's eyes.

Xie Jingrun is the biggest villain in the original book, and he is opposite to the male protagonist Feng Mo.

"Thank you, Lord!" Xie Jingrun thanked him lightly, then stood up and received the imperial edict.

In this regard, the eunuch Haifu, who was sent the order, was not surprised, but instead congratulated him with a happy expression.

When Qingqing stood up with everyone, she saw the second young master Xie Jingxuan next to her, with her unwilling and dissatisfied eyes.

As soon as the father-in-law Haifu left, Xie Jingxuan attacked. He pointed at Xie Jingrun, "How can you, a disobedient and unfilial person, inherit the Weiyuan Marquis' Mansion?"

The old man around him was so scared that his face turned pale when he saw this. He hurriedly grabbed him tightly and whispered: "Second Young Master, please be careful!"

"What I'm talking about is the fact. Did he show his face when his father passed away? He didn't even kowtow a single head to his father and didn't even put in the incense. What qualifications do he have to inherit his father's position?" Xie Jingxuan opened his head and cursed angrily. He pushed away his loyal servant who pulled him, took a few steps forward, and glared at Xie Jingrun.

Xie Jingrun turned his head and glanced at him slowly, his voice was indifferent and indifferent, "So what? The imperial edict has been issued. If you have the ability, go to the emperor to fight and shout here, what ability can you show off?"

Standing behind him and serving him closely, the guard Changlin, who opened his lips as if he wanted to say something.

Who said that the master has not kowtowed to the old marquis?

The master just disdains to do superficial skills.

The master waited until no one appeared, and after the old marquis was buried, he stayed at the tomb for several nights.

But the master doesn't want to say it.

Xie Jingxuan usually sees Xie Jingrun is unhappy, but due to his father's protection of him, he can only be angry in his heart.

Now that Wei Yuanhou's position fell on his head, and when he heard him say such sarcastic words, the dissatisfaction that had accumulated for a long time broke out immediately.

"Why don't you die?" He clenched his fists, angrily scolded, and rushed towards Xie Jingrun fiercely.

"Second Young Master..." The loyal servant screamed in surprise, and the rest of the people also retreated one after another, fearing that they would be affected.

Even Xie Jingyi, who was usually arrogant, shrank in the corner when she saw this scene.

As expected, within a few strokes, Xie Jingxuan was stepped on by Xie Jingrun, and he didn't even touch the corner of the other party's clothes.

"I want to teach me a lesson? You don't have the ability in this life, you're useless!" Xie Jingrun said disdainful tone, and stomped on Xie Jingxuan's face a few times, then kicked his ribs.

The sound of bone fractures resounded throughout the hall, and everyone felt numb on their scalp.

"Ah——" Xie Jingxuan screamed, and his whole body curled into a ball of pain.
Chapter completed!
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