Sheng Hongyi didn't know why Sheng Lingbo was like this. She had tested her to see if she had the same experience as her.
But she pretended to say some modern words to Sheng Lingbo casually, and found that she had no reaction at all.
So Sheng Hongyi gave up.
How about getting to the bottom of it?
Could it be that she still hoped to influence a person who was already malicious towards their family.
Therefore, Sheng Hongyi took the simplest and crudest method.
From her point of view, it has nothing to do with her how Sheng Lingbo treats others, but if he plays tricks and tricks in front of the relatives she cares about, don't blame her.
Finally, when Sheng Hongyi was three years old, she found an opportunity to expose her true identity in front of her parents and sister.
From then on, the feud between her and Sheng Lingbo was settled.
At that time, Sheng Hongyi was not afraid. What a joke. Her father was so powerful, her sister and mother were both monks, and she herself was not someone to be trifled with. She was still afraid of being punished by Sheng Lingbo.
Unexpectedly, the good times did not last long, and her father was injured not long after.
Then, three years later, Sheng Lingbo had spiritual roots.
The treatment between the two families in the clan is completely reversed, even worse.
After all, Sheng Lingbo's father was once the clan leader. After her father was seriously injured, she had nothing left.
And Sheng Lingbo was indeed not a good person. His family was ridiculed by his clan members, and even her family's offerings were withheld. Sheng Lingbo was involved in this matter.
When I came back today, it was just like before. Sheng Hongyi dared to bet with her favorite spirit stone that this housekeeper was the one she called to Geying and their family.
After Sheng Jia finished speaking, he held his head high and stared at Sheng Yunfan who was sitting with the whites of his eyes.
The once famous and high-spirited second master of the Sheng family has become a waste. What is he still doing? Wasting rice?
Today, when my wife went back, she was very angry because it was Miss Sheng Jiu who wanted to worship her.
They are all trash, yet they still have the nerve to offer them as offerings.
Humph, I don’t know how high the sky is.
Sheng Jia knew why Miss Lingbo came back.
In his opinion, it would be better to get Sheng Hongyi and Concubine Sheng away.
Especially Sheng Hongyi, Sheng Jia suffered several losses at the hands of her because of the eighth young lady Fang Fei.
The eighth lady was impulsive and knew that her own sister, Miss Lingbo, had a grudge against Sheng Hongyi, so she often made trouble for Sheng Hongyi.
Sheng Hongyi, a bastard, is not merciless when it comes to dealing with her own sisters.
After all, Miss Fangfei is young, and she is not as deep-minded as a monster, so she will naturally not get any favors. He, the acting master who was a slave, has suffered, but he will be punished by Sheng Hongyi.
After today, let Miss Lingbo take her to the outer door of Xuanchen Gate so that she can neither come back to support her parents nor get ahead, so she will be suppressed by Miss Lingbo.
Thinking this, the aura on his face became more and more arrogant.
Sheng Yunfan didn't look good. He knew very well that his daughter didn't join the sect because of his old bones.
However, his daughter in red is particularly sensitive to spiritual energy. Such good qualifications would be wasted if she did not join the sect.
For a moment, Sheng Yunfan's face turned gloomy. Concubine Jade was gentle and he could make decisions for her, but Hongyi...
Don't look at how lazy she is on weekdays, as if she doesn't care about anything, but she has the right idea.
If he disobeys her will, wouldn't he feel sorry for Hongyi? But if he misses this opportunity, his daughter will be left alone at home...
Bai Wanzhen didn't say anything. She was used to being weak and indulged both her husband and daughter. She looked at Sheng Yunfan worriedly, not knowing what to do.
Hongyi was sleeping, and Concubine Yu happened to go into the mountains at this moment. Since she was pregnant, she would go into the mountains every day to exercise.
Sheng Jia became more and more arrogant. He looked down at Sheng Yunfan and became more and more pointed:
"Second Master, Miss Lingbo is so helpful to the sisters regardless of past grudges, but you..." Don't show any shame.
As he said this, a wave of air came over him, and with a "pop" sound, he was slapped hard on Sheng Jia's mouth.
Sheng Jia staggered and fell to the ground. He raised his eyes, ignoring the taste of rust in his mouth, and stared at the door in horror.
The door opened at some point, and the strong wind rushed out from the door.
Arriving without anyone saying a word:
"Whose dog is not on a leash? I'm giving you a face, right? You're disturbing my sleep, so get out of here!"
"I'll give you three breaths, if you take more than one breath, you'll lose a tooth!"
Sheng Jia was horrified, this demon was really scary, who monk would argue with a mortal?
Only Sheng Hongyi never relied on his status when fighting others.
He didn't dare to say a word, and rushed out in a hurry, rolling and crawling.
Sheng Hongyi was definitely not joking when she said that one tooth would fall out after one breath.
As soon as he rushed to the door, he was determined. A trace of malice quickly flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly burst into tears and felt aggrieved:
"Miss Lingbo, you are finally here. If you don't come, this old slave will be beaten to death by the lady in red."
Sheng Hongyi raised her eyebrows, casually put the coat on the hanger on her body, and arrived at the door of the house.
She happened to look into the eyes of Sheng Lingbo and his group who were standing in front of her courtyard.
Sheng Lingbo was wearing a crescent white shirt with a black belt on the cuffs and waist. There were also three men around Sheng Lingbo.
This is the clothing for the inner door of Xuanchen Sect. If it is for the outer door, the sleeve belts are white.
Sheng Hongyi wore a crimson red coat, one red and one white, with clear boundaries. Their eyes collided with each other, and there was an undercurrent surging.
Sheng Jia was no longer afraid of Sheng Hongyi at this time, and talked about the "evil things" Sheng Hongyi had done to him in a more jealous manner.
Sheng Hongyi saw two men beside Sheng Lingbo frowning slightly, already showing displeasure. There was also a man with an indifferent expression, as if he was not interested in everything here. He looked around without even giving Sheng Hongyi a look.
Sheng Lingbo looked at Sheng Hongyi, and her heart surged with joy. In this life, she was finally on top of this family.
Especially Sheng Hongyi, don't even think about turning over her in this life.
She turned her eyes slightly and turned to look at the man in white clothes holding a sword to her left. There seemed to be a hidden apology and grievance in her tone:
"It was my good intention to make my senior brother laugh, but my sister is young and has an unruly temper. She still doesn't understand the many benefits of joining a sect. Please wait for me to persuade her."
Put some oil and vinegar on the side:
"Miss Lingbo, you are so kind. Hey, old slave... I really can't stand it. I feel sorry for you."
Qi Lang's face became more and more ugly as he listened to the words of his junior sister and Sheng Jia. He originally thought that the girl in red looked as bright and dazzling as the sun, but was she so unruly and rude?
Not only disrespectful to my sister? Is your sister's kindness in vain? And you beat the mortal servants at home at will?
What kind of character is this?
Originally, he didn't want to get involved in the Sheng family's affairs, but Sheng Lingbo was his biological junior sister, and he was actually bullied by a girl in the family, so how could he not stand up for her as a senior brother.
He raised his eyes to look at the beautiful woman. For some reason, his sharp words were instinctively changed and softened:
"Sister Sheng, your sister kindly begged the master to get this opportunity to come back and test your spiritual roots. How can you not cherish such a good intention?!"
