Xie Xinghan had given Wang Yang those warnings partly because she had thought of her close confidante, Xiao Baoyue.
In truth, Xie Xinghan did not know how deeply Xiao Baoyue was involved in the Crown Prince's affairs, but she had always known her abilities. Her mind held wondrous stratagems fit for a commander's tent, and her breast harbored ingenious plans for ordering the realm. Had she not been a woman, she might already have become the Crown Prince's foremost strategist.
Everyone called Wang Rong Southern Qi's greatest man of talent. In poetry and verse, Xiao Baoyue might not equal him, but when it came to the learning of the hundred schools, strategic planning, and decisive judgment, who would prevail was far from certain!
Xiao Baoyue had met her only once after coming to Jingzhou. She did not know the purpose of Xiao Baoyue's visit, or even whether she had already left, but she remembered the advice Xiao Baoyue had given her before parting: "Don't get mixed up with the Prince of Badong."
Sister Xiao probably had not loosed that arrow without a target.
Wang Yang was very grateful that Xie Xinghan had told him all this. He said earnestly, "I'll remember that. What's the second thing you wanted to warn me about, my lady?"
"The second is that I suggest you return Liu Cheng's carriage. The great clans are all connected, and harmony is precious. There's no irreconcilable conflict between you, so why make an enemy?"
"All right," Wang Yang agreed at once.
Xie Xinghan said delightedly, "You agree?"
"Yes."
"Your open-mindedness is as vast as a valley, Young Master Wang. Xing Han admires you!"
"It isn't open-mindedness. You helped me, so I can return his carriage out of consideration for you."
Xie Xinghan's expression changed. "You think I'm asking