Shen Qingwan looked at the exquisite snacks in front of her with envy on her face. You can tell at a glance that these snacks are valuable, and in this season, even sweet-scented osmanthus is hard to buy. Jiang Yubai must have prepared them specially for his sister.
"Sister Shen, I just want to come and see you."
"You're welcome, these snacks are just my thoughts." Shen Zhiyi said softly.
As if worried that his thoughts would be wasted, he specifically told Shen Zhiyi to pay more attention to his health these days, "These bamboo slips were specially written for my sister after I learned that she was unconscious."
Zhuo Yun echoed from the side: "My young lady was worried about the girl's condition. She stayed up all night last night. Early this morning, while everyone in the house was with the old lady, she couldn't wait to come out to visit the girl when she found an opportunity."
She knew what the young lady was thinking, and she was even more worried that the plan would fail.
Shen Qingwan: "Don't talk nonsense."
"Sister, this is all my thoughts. I'm relieved to see you're okay." Her words revealed a playful intimacy, and suddenly she seemed to have thought of something, and grabbed Shen Zhiyi's hand, "Sister ,Thank you."
Shen Zhiyi was a little confused by her behavior, "Why do you thank me? On the contrary, I want to thank you for working so hard for me."
Shen Qingwan lowered her eyes and sighed softly, recalling in her mind that Luo Mei would use her as a punching bag from time to time.
Sometimes, Shen Qingwan really feels that Shen Hong and Luo Mei are a perfect match, and they are both villains.
Shen Hong was originally a scumbag who spoiled his concubines and killed his wives. He beat and kicked the eldest lady. She lived in a side courtyard and could hardly see anyone in the house.
Or maybe most people in the house don't even know she exists.
One time, Shen Hong was seriously ill. Luo Mei went to the backyard to make some medicine for him. She happened to bump into Shen Qingwan who came to the kitchen hungry. When Luo Mei saw her, she thought she was a new maid in the house.
"Come here, give me a bowl of medicine on this medicine stove and put it away."
When Luo Mei asked her to come over, Shen Qingwan was so frightened that her palms sweated in just a few steps, thinking that Luo Mei was going to beat her when she found out she was stealing food. When she got closer, she realized that she only regarded herself as a servant in the palace.
"yes."
Shen Qingwan carefully took off the medicine from the medicine stove, but the medicine stove was too high and she had to use her feet to reach it. She was already twelve years old at that time, and she was not as tall as a ten-year-old child.
"ah!"
The hot concoction splashed out and landed on Shen Qingwan's delicate hands. She screamed in pain and the back of her hands immediately turned red.
Luo Mei was startled and cursed angrily: "Trash, you can't do this little thing well, are you an idiot?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Shen Qingwan was so frightened that she quickly knelt down, her head lowered, and her eyes were red.
She didn't dare to look at Luo Mei's expression, for fear of seeing the disgusted look in his eyes.
"This is the medicine prescribed by Dr. Wen for me. Do you want to kill me? You did it on purpose, right?" Luo Mei's face was full of anger, and he stretched out his hand to hit Shen Qingwan.
Shen Qingwan trembled with fright. She knew that Luo Mei was not joking. If she was beaten by her, her skin would peel off even if she died.
She clenched her hands into fists and buried her head lower. Tears fell on the back of her hands, which made her heart ache.
After beating Luo Mei, she was still feeling upset. The servant from the mansion broke in and recognized it as the third lady of the mansion. Luo Mei was even more angry when she heard that this bitch was Shen Qingwan.
He picked up the boiling water on the side and poured it on her arms and back, "Who do you think you are? You're just a bastard born of a lowly servant!"
Shen Qingwan was burned to the point where her skin was torn apart, and her fair and tender skin was flushed red, which was shocking to see. She gasped in pain and tears fell down her face. She wanted to cover the wound, but she gasped in pain as soon as she touched it.
Luo Mei was upset and wanted to hit her again, but was stopped by the servant, "Mrs. Mei, this is the third young lady!"
"What's wrong with Miss Third? She's just a bastard!" Luo Mei spat disdainfully and left.
The boy didn't dare to say anything. He just wanted to send the third lady back to the courtyard quickly to avoid being beaten again. He helped Shen Qingwan up and glanced at the scars all over her body. He couldn't bear it and said, "Miss Third, I will send you back."
"Thank you." Shen Qingwan had a pale face and bit her lower lip, trying not to cry. She didn't want her weak side to be seen.
In Jiang Mansion, Shen Zhiyi pushed the exquisite pastries in front of Shen Qingwan.
The tea is fresh West Lake Longjing transported from the far south of the Yangtze River, and every piece of tea is exquisite.
Then, Shen Zhiyi turned around, picked up the teapot, and made a pot of tea for her. The tea is the freshest West Lake Longjing tea. Every tea leaf is as green as if it has just been picked. She gently lifted the teapot and slowly poured the hot water into the teacup. The steam steamed and the aroma of tea overflowed.
Shen Qingwan looked at the scene in front of her, and a warm current surged in her heart.
"Thank you, Sister Shen."
She gently picked up a piece of pastry and took a bite. It was sweet but not greasy and melted in her mouth. Then, she picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The fragrance overflowed and penetrated her heart.
The breeze blew by. Shen Qingwan was wearing thin clothes, and the clothes on her arms rolled up. Shen Qingwan subconsciously covered the scars on her arms. She lost her grip and the cake in her hand fell to the ground.
She was so frightened that she knelt on the ground, "Sister Shen, I..."
I did not do it on purpose.
Before I could say this, I felt my arm being lifted by some force, "Get up quickly. It's just a small pastry, how can I blame you?"
Yes, it's just a small pastry.
She didn't have enough food and clothing to keep warm. She dropped the steamed buns she saved and wiped them on the ground before picking them up to eat. If the eldest lady hadn't noticed her injuries that time and invited an imperial doctor to treat her, she might have died long ago.
She has a weak temperament and has tried to escape during her years in the Shen Mansion, but what can she do after escaping?
She went to work as a coolie, who could want her as a weak woman?
What's more, her temperament has been worn away in the Shen Mansion over the years, if Mrs. Shen hadn't occasionally come over to teach her how to read and digit, and tell her all the great truths in the world.
She would probably be trapped in the square house for the rest of her life, imprisoned in their shadow for the rest of her life.
If it weren't for the gust of wind just now, Shen Zhiyi wouldn't have noticed the big scar on her arm, which was obviously caused by torture.
Shen Qingwan has been curled up since she first entered the house. This may be her subconscious action. When she helped her just now, Shen Zhiyi's palm could almost wrap around her arm. She lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes, making it difficult to see her expression clearly.
Shen Zhiyi sighed in his heart. This sister was only a few years younger than him, but she was so thin that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow her down.
She couldn't help but asked softly: "Qingwan, are you feeling unwell? Do you need a doctor to take a look?"
Shen Qingwan trembled, shook her head gently, and said in a voice as thin as a gnat: "No, sister."
These are obviously caused by long-term undereating and malnutrition. Shen Zhiyi wants to ask a doctor. On the one hand, she is not eating enough for a long time, and her body will inevitably have some problems. On the other hand, she wants the doctor to see if she still has these scars. Turnaround.
Unexpectedly, Shen Qingwan looked like a frightened rabbit. She put the pastry aside, wiped her mouth, and said she couldn't eat any more.
"Zhuoyun, right? You should also sit down and eat something."
Zhuo Yun had been following Shen Qingwan for so many years, and this was the first time he saw someone entertaining his daughter to eat such expensive food, and he couldn't help but feel happy for her.
But Shen Zhiyi's words shocked the two of them. Even in the years she had been with Mrs. Shen, she had never seen such an "unruly" young lady.
Shen Zhiyi saw the concerns of the two of them, "It doesn't matter, there are no outsiders here. I moved here two days ago and didn't see any outsiders. I actually felt a bit rogue after staying here for two days. You guys are here to relieve my boredom." .”
"By the way, I also want to ask you how it is outside now?"
Shen Qingwan's face darkened, "The situation in the mansion is chaotic, and everything is so busy. The old lady's condition has not improved. General Shen has visited her once or twice. Now the third master is in charge of the affairs of the mansion."
Shen Hong was arrested and imprisoned. Shen An had no intention of taking charge of the affairs of the government. Coupled with the busy military affairs, the affairs of the government naturally fell on Shen Yan.
"Shen Qinghe will return home tomorrow. Do you have any news?"
Shen Qingwan shook her head. She really didn't know this. Most of the news she got came from Shen He's mouth. Shen Qinghe had not returned home yet, and she didn't know the specific movements.
"A half-blind old Taoist came here. He seemed to have some medical skills. The old lady's condition was mostly improved. When she heard that Shen Hong had fallen into the hands of Governor...Jiang, Madam Xiang went back to collect the valuables in the mansion. The items, including gold, silver and jewelry, were moved out box after box. When the old lady saw it, she vomited a big mouthful of blood, and now she is almost hanging with only one breath left."
Shen Zhiyi drooped his head, a half-blind old man?
Most of the Taoist priests here are from Jiyun Temple. Why would a half-blind old Taoist appear in the mansion to treat my grandmother?
