Xiang Jinzhu asked the Holy One to make the final decision today about breaking off the engagement. Now, just after he left, news came that they were bullying his daughter, "What!? Are they hurt?"
Xiang Jinzhu couldn't stay in the palace any longer at this moment, and just wanted to go back home quickly to check if his daughter was injured.
It’s time to settle old and new accounts together.
Standing behind the regent was his aide Cen Fengxing. He could tell at a glance that the princess was pretending to be ill. If the imperial doctor came over, even if he covered her up now, there was no guarantee that he would not be bribed in the future.
"I am proficient in some medical skills, please let me diagnose and treat the princess."
Cen Fengxing stated that the princess's condition was a little more serious, "Today the princess was stimulated. If it hadn't been for today, I'm afraid the injury wouldn't have been so serious."
Since you are that person's disciple, I will help you.
Cen Fengxing smiled slightly, with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes. He walked to the princess's bedside, put his hand gently on her pulse, and muttered some obscure medical terms in a low voice. His fingers danced lightly on the princess's wrist, as if playing a silent piece of music.
The princess' closed eyes trembled slightly, with a look of pain on her face.
Cen Fengxing said softly: "Princess, don't worry, I will do my best to diagnose and treat you." He took out a small delicate medicine bottle from his arms, poured out a light green pill, and fed it to the princess.
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, Cen is willing to guarantee with his head that the princess will be fine."
"Immediately, summon Shen Hong into the palace. I will personally ask him what is going on."
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry for not accompanying you. I don't know what Zhiyi's current situation is. I have to go back and check first before I can rest assured." A trace of worry flashed in Xiang Jinzhu's eyes.
She knew what those people were thinking. If Shen Zhiyi was really hurt, she would not easily let go of those who bullied her.
She clenched her fists and vowed to herself that she would seek justice for her daughter no matter what.
In the night, figures flashed across several corners of Shen's mansion. They were extremely skilled, like a gust of wind blowing by, without anyone noticing.
Inside the ancestral hall
Shen Zhiyi was thrown on the cold floor. She looked up at the high altar where the ancestors of the Shen family were enshrined. Her eyes turned to the closed door again, her heart filled with despair.
As night fell, there was silence in the ancestral hall. Shen Zhiyi was huddled in the corner, wearing only a thin piece of clothing and looking extremely thin.
Her body began to tremble and her teeth chattered. She used all her strength to move her body, but found that her hands and feet had been tied.
She looked up at the lights on the altar, her eyes filled with severity and sadness.
Fathers and brothers rarely come here to worship in the ancestral hall. They always laugh at themselves because they have killed too many people on the battlefield and have committed too many sins. Entering the ancestral hall will disturb the rest of their ancestors, and they should not disturb the purity of their ancestors.
Shen Zhiyi couldn't help but smile bitterly. Her father and brothers in her lineage had always been like this. They lived on the battlefield and killed countless people, but they were afraid that their sins would disturb the rest of their ancestors. But they have forgotten that all the ancestors of the Shen family have fought bloody battles on the battlefield and died for the glory of the family.
My mother often goes to the temple to seek blessings from the Buddha. She often holds a string of Buddhist beads in her hand and recites Buddhist scriptures silently with her eyes closed. She doesn't want anything for herself, she just wants her husband and son to be safe.
The ancestral hall was so silent at the moment that she could only hear her own breathing.
Shen Zhiyi broke free of the rope in two seconds. She stood up and felt dizzy. She shook her head vigorously, trying to wake herself up.
"Girl, are you feeling a little unwell?" Fuling walked over from the darkness.
"It doesn't matter, this medicine won't harm your body, it's just blood plasma to fool people."
"How dare they lock you here, Miss?" Fu Ling looked at the Miss with some distress, "Mrs. Luo's concubines are so rampant, and they even forced Mrs. Sheng away."
Poria said, with a flash of anger in her eyes, "Miss, the camellia that was watered by the peach blossom soup is almost withered.
During these days, Aunt Yue would continue to send her peach blossom soup every day. Shen Zhiyi just accepted it, saying that she was not hungry yet, and Aunt Yue didn't take it to heart.
"Miss, my wife and Mother Yue can't stay." Fu Ling looked at Shen Zhiyi's frown and said firmly, "I have already asked the other maids in the house whether this peach blossom soup is what Mrs. Luo ordered Mother Yue to do. This is a gift for you. I guess there must be something wrong with this peach blossom soup."
"It's better to kick her out."
"No need."
Of course she knew there was something fishy going on here, and she didn't want to alert him yet.
If you want to make it die, first let it go crazy.
But Fu Ling is still worried. The young lady designed to kill Mrs. Luo's daughter and made his only son disabled. Now that he is so angry, how can he let them go so easily.
In a big family, everyone is harmonious on the surface, but secretly they all have their own agendas. But Fu Ling doesn't understand that the eldest lady has arranged personal guards to protect the young lady. As long as the young lady drags the general and his wife back, they will I don't dare to do anything to the lady.
Why did the young lady secretly order them not to take action when Luo Shi and Shen Hong tortured her, and also kept the poisoned grandma in the house?
Somehow she felt that the young lady was not simple. The young lady... was even more powerful than she imagined.
Before selling Xi'er to Wanshengtang, Fuling always felt that the young lady seemed to have changed a lot. At that time, she only felt that the young lady was a little moody and impulsive.
But now, the lady seems to have matured a lot.
Fu Ling couldn't understand why, how could a person have such a big change.
"Miss......"
"There are some things that you still don't understand." Shen Zhiyi raised his hand and gently rubbed his eyebrows, "I do this for my own reasons. You just need to do what I say and leave the rest to me. .”
Although Fu Ling was puzzled, she still nodded.
She knew that her young lady must have her reasons for doing this.
