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"This is outrageous!"

Upon hearing Xia Qingfeng's accusations, Xia's father slammed his fist on the table in anger.

Xia Yanxin quickly tried to dissuade her in a gentle and soft-spoken manner, but was stopped by her mother.

"Xin'er, you've been caught in this mess without your knowledge. You don't need to worry about it; your father will handle it."

When Xia's mother thought of that face that had almost plunged her into hell, she felt hatred.

Eight years ago, if it weren't for her, how could I have suffered such a misfortune? And how could the old lady have allowed her cousin to marry into the family and take away my love and status?

Whenever she thought of Xia Ying, Xia's mother felt resentful that she had given birth to such a daughter!

"Someone, please bring the young lady to the ancestral hall."

At Xia's father's command, the steward, accompanied by several servants, forcefully led Xia Ying to the ancestral hall.

"You rebellious daughter, kneel down!"

Xia Ying did not move, her eyes were firm, and she stared into her father's eyes without the slightest panic.

Why kneel?

"This is a disgrace to the family and a heinous crime, of course you must kneel!" Father Xia said sternly.

"Isn't what my daughter said the truth? My father despises me because of my fate, yet he expects me to be grateful to the Xia family?"

Xia Ying's words were a heavy blow to a scholar, especially a hypocritical one.

Xia's father's expression shifted, his brows furrowed in a cold stare, clearly at the peak of his rage.

He waved his hand, and the servants on both sides stepped forward to force Xia Ying to kneel down.

Xia Ying sneered, "Father, if you hate me so much, it means we have no father-daughter bond. It's better to sever it sooner rather than later."

"What did you say! Xia Ying, you dare to sever your father-daughter relationship with me? You really have a lot of nerve!"

Xia's father was the absolute ruler of the Xia family. Upon hearing Xia Ying's words, he picked up the discipline whip in his hand and was about to lash out at Xia Ying.

He would never allow anything to escape his control.

"Snap—"

"Ah—" Xia's father clutched his wrist in pain, as if he had been struck by something. A sharp pain shot through him, and the whip in his hand fell to the ground.

He immediately shouted and ordered his men to check the surrounding area, but they found nothing.

So he scrutinized Xia Ying with sharp eyes, pondering what power might be able to help her.

But no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't find this possibility.

"Father, this is the last time I will call you father. I am a jinx; you can see whether my fate has a greater impact or the Xia family's destiny is longer. We can wait and see."

Upon hearing this, Xia's father was startled.

Thinking back to everything that happened at the Xia family mansion eight years ago, he felt even more apprehensive.

At that time, he married his cousin as a concubine. She was eight months pregnant and gave birth prematurely to a strange child covered in yellow.

Not long after, his cousin became unable to have children.

He consulted many masters, all of whom claimed that evil spirits were causing trouble in the mansion, and finally pointed the finger at Xia Ying.

"My lord, if we do not cut off this source, I fear there will be further trouble."

"But she is, after all, my own daughter. Master, is there any other solution?"

"Then the only option is to let the evil star suffer throughout his life, using poverty to resolve the misfortune and avoid disaster."

As memories flooded back, fear filled Xia's father's eyes. Could it be that the recent misfortunes befalling the Xia family were truly the work of a malevolent spirit?

He fell into deep thought and confined Xia Ying in the ancestral hall for the entire night, ordering people to guard her closely.

Qianmo then took advantage of the moment when no one was looking and delivered food and bedding.

"Your Highness, please don't panic. Your subordinates are here and will not let them harm you."

"Did you save me during the day too?"

Xia Ying smiled as she looked at the dashing imperial guards before her, and after receiving an affirmative answer, she was filled with admiration.

"Your martial arts skills are really good; they didn't even notice."

The next day, the ancestral hall doors opened, and Xia's father, looking exhausted, stood in the doorway against the light, looking down at Xia Ying kneeling on the ground. He said coldly, "Xia Ying, today, before our ancestors, I sever all ties with you. From this day forward, your life, death, fortune, and misfortune are no longer any concern to my Xia family."

After saying that, he threw down a letter severing ties with his family and made Xia Ying sign and put her fingerprint on it.

The moment the red handprint fell, her fingers suddenly stopped in mid-air and then slowly retracted.

"I have one more request."

"Xia Ying, don't go too far!" Xia's father thought Xia Ying would ask for gold, silver, or other conditions for a secure life.

But she said slowly, "Please don't be in such a hurry. I only need one concubine. You have many concubines, and Concubine Wen is not favored. She can rely on me."

Father Xia gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I agree. However, how you two survive in the capital is not my concern. Don't come begging to me then."

"Now that I've signed this letter severing ties, I will naturally have no further dealings with the Xia family."

Xia's father ordered someone to bring over Aunt Wen's slave contract and throw it in front of Xia Ying. He watched as she signed the letter severing ties with her, and only then did he feel a little relieved.

When Xia Ying returned to the side courtyard, she was still unsure how to inform Aunt Wen, but she found that Aunt Wen had already packed their belongings.

"Ying'er, let's go."

Aunt Wen, no, now it's Wen Xiulan and Xia Ying who left from the back of the Xia residence. Not far away, they boarded a waiting carriage and soon disappeared from the capital.

The Xia family promptly announced the news, and Xiao Nanzhou went to the Xia residence immediately after learning about it to confirm the situation.

He felt empty inside, devoid of any joy at the prospect of his upcoming marriage.

Thinking of Xia Ying's reputation, he couldn't help but worry about how she would survive in this world.

"How could I forget that Xia Ying is stubborn by nature? She definitely wouldn't want to be a concubine. I should proceed gradually."

Xiao Nanzhou was filled with remorse and secretly ordered his men to investigate Xia Ying's whereabouts.

However, for several days in a row, no trace was found.

At this time, Xia Ying and Wen Xiulan were temporarily staying at the pilgrim quarters of Xiangguo Temple. This was also arranged by Rong Xuanzhou.

"Since it obviously originated from divination, I will now resort to the same old trick."

Rong Xuanzhou sat down next to Xia Ying, playing with her slender fingers.

Seeing her puzzled look, he gently stroked the tip of her nose and said mysteriously, "Yingying, I'll keep you in suspense for now. My imperial guards are formidable, but I'm no less skilled."

As if struck by a thought, Xia Ying leaned closer to him, smiling gently. Her smile, like that of a peerless fairy, was utterly captivating to Rong Xuanzhou.

"Your Highness, why are you jealous of everything?"

"Yingying has never praised me." Rong Xuanzhou was filled with jealousy, but his eyes held a wicked glint. "However, I will get my revenge myself."

With a slight effort, Xia Ying changed her position, sitting on his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Your Highness, this is a sacred Buddhist sanctuary, you..."

"Yingying, since meeting you, my heart has been far from peaceful."

With a swift movement of his long arm, Rong Xuanzhou firmly locked the person in his broad embrace.

His shirt was wide open, revealing his muscular, tanned skin and clearly visible collarbones.

"Yingying, aren't you really going to take a look?"