"Brother Hezhi, if Mrs. Shen is still alive, can this crime be pinned on Governor Jiang? Even if she dies in two days, it will have nothing to do with Governor Jiang."
If the old lady couldn't stand Governor Jiang's kick and died in the Shen Mansion that day, she could just blame Governor Jiang. Shen Hezhi could perform a sad and uncomfortable drama to miss his relatives.
In the future, if you are successful, you will inevitably step on the bones of others.
Shen Hezhi was stunned. He looked at the usually gentle and well-behaved woman in front of him, but she had become so strange at this moment. Her eyes were sharp and her tone was firm, as if she was a different person.
Shen He pushed Shen Qingwan away from his arms.
"You have changed, Wan'er." Shen Hezhi whispered, feeling an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.
"I haven't changed, I just saw some things clearly." Shen Qingwan replied coldly, with a sudden look in his eyes.
Shen Hezhi couldn't help but feel guilty. He didn't dare to face Shen Qingwan's eyes.
"That day when Sister Runxue was beheaded, didn't you go there too?"
How did his usually gentle and well-behaved appearance turn into this, "Wan'er, what are you talking nonsense about?"
"I'm not talking nonsense."
Shen Qingwan stroked his hair and whispered: "How could I forget your model? You are standing in the attic, and I only need to look at it from a distance to know that it is you."
"You must have been very happy that day, watching your usually arrogant and domineering concubine die miserably on the execution ground."
Shen Hezhi's expression changed. He originally thought that he was perfectly disguised in this family and no one could see his true face. He glared at Shen Qingwan and said in a fierce tone: "Shut up! I am a direct descendant of the Shen family, and I am different from you people!"
However, Shen Qingwan was not intimidated by his words. She smiled contemptuously, her eyes full of disappointment and indifference: "Oh? So what if you are a legitimate child? You are not just as ruthless, competing with your concubine for favor, and even harming innocent people. Do you think that what you do can really be hidden? Over everyone?"
Shen Hezhi felt a palpitation in his heart. He suddenly realized that his position in this family was not as stable as a mountain. The ugly face he wanted to hide had actually been seen through by everyone.
His pride and self-esteem became so vulnerable under Shen Qingwan's sharp gaze.
"So what? Wouldn't it be better to kill those who know the truth?"
A flash of light flashed in Shen Qingwan's eyes. She knew that her provocation method had worked. Shen Hezhi had completely opened up the darkest side of his heart. However, she had been taught by Mrs. Sheng for many years. Viciousness was his twisted heart, and integrity was His upbringing.
Shen Hezhi is such a naughty person.
But it doesn't matter, Shen Qingwan showed a lovable look in front of him again, hugged her tightly and coaxed, "No matter what, Wan'er will not leave you."
Just wait and see, Shen Hezhi, one day the evil in your heart will overcome your remaining conscience.
Shen Qingwan handed a bottle of poison into Shen Hezhi's hand and whispered softly: "I stole this from Sister Qinghe's room. It seems that she has a lot of it. You just need to add it to me." No one will notice it in people’s food.”
Shen Hezhi held the bottle of poison tightly, with mixed feelings in his heart. He looked up at Shen Qingwan and saw her firm eyes and slightly raised corners of her mouth, as if waiting for his response.
"If you don't want the old lady to leave now, Shen Qinghe will return home in a few days, and it won't be too late to blame her again. Don't worry, Shen Zhiyi will never come back during this period."
"Why?"
Shen Qingwan snorted coldly. The man in front of him had lived in this mansion for so many years, but he didn't even notice this.
"This matter will inevitably go to the Holy Lord. If Shen Zhiyi comes back one day late, she will feel even more grievances. The rumors of the death of a junior who took advantage of his official position in the Shen family will make a fuss in a few days. Heng King Yuan was anxious to seize the Shen family's military power and forcefully married Shen Zhiyi."
"I don't know why that girl suddenly changed her temper and ignored King Hengyuan. If she comes back one day late, King Hengyuan's plan will not be implemented."
He looked at the Linhuasan in his hand, took a deep breath, and asked in a low voice: "Are you sure you want to do this?"
Shen Qingwan didn't answer, just shook her head lightly, turned and left.
Her back looked so decisive in the moonlight, like a cold wind piercing Shen Hezhi's heart.
After much hesitation, he still couldn't make a move. Instead of being an enemy of Governor Jiang, it would be better to be an ally with him. Shen Qinghe was just an ant. It would be an honor for him if she could become a piece of his chess game.
Jiang Mansion...
Jiang Yubai sat in the courtyard closest to Shen Zhiyi, admiring the moon and drinking with Cen Fengxing. The moonlight was like water, shining on the two people's bodies, reflecting their deep eyes.
Everything around him became quiet except for the sound of the two people talking and the clinking of wine glasses. Jiang Yubai raised his glass to signal to Cen Fengxing. The two touched lightly, and the wine rippled under the moonlight.
"Senior Brother Jiang, do you care about that girl?"
Jiang Yubai glanced at Cen Fengxing, with a sneer on his lips, "What do you think?"
Cen Fengxing picked up the wine glass and gently shook the wine in the glass, reflecting his deep eyes.
He put down his wine glass and took a deep breath, "That girl is indeed a little special, but you seem to be sincerely interested in her."
Jiang Yubai was silent for a moment, and a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes, "I won't be tempted."
"lie."
Cen Fengxing looked at Jiang Yubai and sighed secretly in his heart. Although this Jiang Yubai was ruthless in front of outsiders, he always showed a gentle side when facing Shen Zhiyi.
Is this what the so-called hero is sad about being a beauty?
Jiang Yubai put down his wine glass and cast his gaze towards the distant sky, as if he was remembering something, "I was entrusted by my old friend to keep her safe throughout her life."
Cen Fengxing could hear it and couldn't help but sigh: "You are sincerely interested in her."
Jiang Yubai did not answer, but took a deep breath, with a trace of imperceptible tenderness flashing in his eyes.
"I also have to thank you for introducing me to King Tengchuan. If he governs the country, he will definitely be a wise king who will be famous throughout the ages."
"Why don't you practice medicine anymore?" Jiang Yubai turned his head and looked at Cen Fengxing with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"Practicing medicine can only save one person, but I can save countless people."
He has seen too much helplessness in the world, and he has witnessed with his own eyes the tragedy of his family being wiped out. More than a hundred members of the Cen family disappeared overnight. As a young boy, he hid in the closet and witnessed the bloody scene with his own eyes. From then on, he understood the cruelty and helplessness of this world.
"Practicing medicine at home is to relieve suffering in the world, but when I traveled around the mountains and rivers and saved countless refugees, I discovered that if the court is corrupt, the bandits are not eliminated, and the corrupt officials are not eliminated, the people will only suffer more."
"There are few poor people who are willing to go to a doctor. I have worked hard to practice medicine, but in the end I found that those people can't even raise the money to buy medicine. The power of medicine is too subtle. I can't wait."
"If I serve as an official and assist a king, I can eliminate corruption in the world, reduce taxes, and people will no longer hide when they see official uniforms. This will be a prosperous country."
Cen Fengxing drank all the wine in his hand, "I also want to find out the truth about the murder of the family and kill the enemy with my own hands."
