Coming out of Jiang Mansion, Zhuo Yun noticed something was wrong with the young lady's mood along the way.
"Miss, you..." Zhuo Yun hesitated, looking at the young lady walking in front with a stiff back and pale face, his heart was full of worry.
She knew that the young lady was always thoughtful and would never lose her composure like this unless she encountered a huge change.
The two of them drove slowly on the stone road, and the sound of the vendors hawking their goods was particularly harsh in the quiet afternoon.
Zhuo Yun took a deep breath and asked softly: "Miss, what happened to you in Jiang Mansion? If you want to say something, Zhuo Yun will do his best to share your worries."
The lady didn't respond immediately. She closed her eyes and her shoulders shook slightly.
"Zhuoyun, tell me if I did something wrong." Shen Qingwan couldn't stand upright, and Zhuoyun immediately stepped forward to help her, "The eldest lady is so kind to me, but I have no chance to repay her."
"Sister Shen treated me with such expensive pastries, but I just wanted to use her."
Shen Qingwan's voice was filled with endless bitterness, her body was shaky, Zhuo Yun held her tightly, and the two of them leaned on the ancient stone road. Shen Qingwan looked up at the blue sky, tears falling down.
Her heart seemed to be held tightly by a hand, and it hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.
The eldest lady who once gave her warmth and protection, and the sister Shen who always smiled, their shadows intertwined in her heart, making her heart hurt even more.
She closed her eyes, and the sweet smell of the pastry still seemed to linger on the tip of her nose, but there was only bitterness in her heart.
She took advantage of Sister Shen's kindness and enthusiasm and betrayed her for her own benefit.
Zhuo Yun supported Shen Qingwan, and the two leaned on the stone road. Shen Qingwan's tears fell, and she was in pain. At this time, the sweet smell of cakes came, attracting the little beggar next to him.
The little beggar smelled the fragrance and his eyes were involuntarily attracted. He swallowed, his eyes full of desire. He looked at the pastry in Shen Qingwan's hand, his eyes sparkling, and the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.
Shen Qingwan seemed to be aware of the little beggar's gaze. She lowered her head and looked at him. She saw that the little beggar was so hungry that his face was sallow and his clothes were in tatters. Looking at Shen Qingwan's thin appearance, he seemed unlikely to be able to catch up with him.
So, he stepped forward and grabbed the food from Shen Qingwan's hand, and ate it hungrily. Shen Qingwan looked at the little beggar eating, and couldn't help but feel sad in her heart.
Zhuo Yun saw this and wanted to step forward to stop him, but was gently stopped by Shen Qingwan.
"Forget it, let's go back home quickly."
Shen Qingwan said, holding Zhuo Yun's hand and stood up. Her heart was full of bitterness. At this moment, she seemed to see her own shadow, and just wanted to escape from that place, escape from this place that broke her heart.
The stone road glowed faintly in the sun, and the trees on both sides cast mottled shadows. Shen Qingwan stepped forward, her footsteps a little frivolous. She closed her eyes, trying to suppress the pain in her heart, and just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.
Zhuo Yun followed Shen Qingwan closely, looking at her thin figure, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed in his heart.
The two of them drifted away, and the sound of the little beggar slowly disappearing behind them. Shen Qingwan's tears fell down her cheeks. She didn't wipe them and let them flow.
The two of them walked more and more urgently, or they were worried that their escape would be discovered by the mansion, so they deliberately took a long detour before approaching Shen's mansion. After looking around and seeing no one there, they took a detour to the back door.
Xian Qing followed the two of them all the way. From the way they tiptoed, it was impossible to tell that they were the eldest ladies of the general's palace. The one under Shen Hong's knees, Shen Xuan, looked like he was showing off all day long, which was a bit domineering, but at least he could tell that he was a noble lady. Young Master.
This Shen Qingwan looks like a thief when she returns home.
Under the sunshine, the two pushed aside the weeds in the corner, leaned down, and prepared to get in through the dog hole. Shen Qingwan's hair fluttered gently and entangled with the weeds. Zhuoyun carefully opened the hole to avoid hurting Shen Qingwan.
The two of them moved slowly and drilled into the hole bit by bit. Their movements were really clumsy.
Xianqing: "..."
Xian Qing stood in the dark, watching Shen Qingwan and Zhuo Yun awkwardly get into the dog hole, feeling speechless for a moment. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and shook his head, with a helpless expression on his face.
Shen Qingwan had just returned to her house. Looking at the mud on her skirt, she walked to the well and fetched a bucket of water to clean the hem.
This is her only dress that has not been worn out with holes in it. If the people in the house saw that it was stained with mud, they would inevitably suspect that she had sneaked out.
After changing her clothes and washing off the stains on her face, Shen Qingwan walked to Shen He's room and knocked twice on the door.
"Come in." Shen Hezhi's voice came from inside the house.
Shen Qingwan pushed the door open and saw Shen Hezhi sitting at the desk, lowering his head and thinking about something. Shen Qingwan quickly put down the things in her hands and walked to her, "Wan'er, why are you here?"
Shen Qingwan was silent for a moment and said softly: "Hezhi, have you used the things I gave you?"
Shen Qingwan tested him with the bottle of Linhuasan that could kill people and be invisible. Seeing Shen Hezhi's eyes dodge, Shen Qingwan understood something in her heart. It turned out that she wanted to blame Governor Jiang, and even if the matter was exposed, she could Shen Qinghe pushed him out to take the blame.
Shen Qingwan stroked his hair, a hint of slyness flashed in her eyes. Her grandmother usually loved him as her direct grandson, so she could understand why Shen He was unable to do anything for a while.
"Brother Hezhi, are you scared?"
When Shen Hezhi saw Shen Qingwan's solemn expression, his heart tightened, and he said softly: "Wan'er, I, I will take action tomorrow."
Shen Qingwan couldn't help but sneer. It seemed that his interests were still more important than family ties in his heart. It was difficult for him to be troubled by this "gentleman" for so long, but now she didn't want to frame Governor Jiang.
"Hezhi, grandma has become an ordinary woman now, why should we go against her? Look at that loser Shen Xuan, how he is so arrogant all day long." Shen Qingwan fiddled with his hair and put it against his ear. Whisper: "Don't you want to get rid of that loser?"
Compared to killing the old woman of the Shen family, it seemed more cost-effective to kill Shen Xuan. He was just a concubine, and no one would care about him even if he died. His grandmother usually paid more attention to him because of that woman Luo Mei, who went to the house all day long. Send some gold and silver jewelry to the grandmother’s room.
He knew that his father would do some small business in private. His father once intentionally entrusted those businesses to him, but his mother would always stop him, saying that those businesses were shady businesses.
As time went by, this matter fell into disrepair.
"Can my brother have the heart to watch his family property be handed over to an outsider?"
Of course he couldn't, he couldn't do it, and it was all lies to say that he didn't want to kill Shen Xuan. In the past, he only gave in to him for his father's sake.
Now that he doesn't have his father as a backer, what can he do?
"Wan'er, what do you want to do?"
Shen Qingwan sneered. This man had a bad idea in his heart and pretended to be aloof. "Brother, if you can use this to eliminate Shen Xuan, wouldn't you get the best of both worlds by taking over your father's business?"
Shen Qingwan's lips curled into a sneer, and she stared into Shen Hezhi's eyes, as if she wanted to see through his heart. She stroked his hand gently, as if stroking a cunning fox.
She knew that this man already had an idea in his mind, he just needed someone to break it.
"Brother, you only need to do this..." Shen Qingwan whispered in Shen Hezhi's ear, her voice was soft and sweet, like a seductive poison.
As she detailed her plans one by one, Shen Hezhi's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the bad ideas in his heart burned in his chest. He looked at Shen Qingwan, a sly smile flashed in his eyes.
There is chaos in the mansion right now, and Shen Hezhi can't wait to stay by Mrs. Shen's side, serving her tea and water day and night. Shen Xuan is busy dealing with the mess left by Shen Hong, and has no time to come over.
Shen Hezhi became a filial son in everyone's eyes.
Xiang Jinzhu called a few helpers from the camp to move the rewards Shen An had received over the years box by box outside the house, "Oh, be careful."
Xiang Jinzhu called a few strong soldiers from the camp, and they carefully moved each box of precious rewards out of the house and stacked them neatly on a carriage.
These rewards are testimony to Shen An's years of hard work and heroic battles, and each one is priceless.
The soldiers worked meticulously, sweat falling from their foreheads and soaking their collars. They often told each other to be careful, for fear of making mistakes and destroying these precious items.
Their figures looked particularly resolute in the sunlight, and seemed incompatible with the chaos in the mansion.
Shen Hezhi helped the old lady go out, and the scene in front of him made him furious.
She stared at Xiang Jinzhu, her eyes full of anger and questioning. "Xiang Jinzhu, are you going to rebel?" There was majesty in her voice, leaving no room for doubt.
"Old madam, Shen An and I have decided to move out with our family, so we won't stay with you."
Shen An bowed to the side and then decided to leave. His voice was filled with endless determination, "Mother, you know that I only have one daughter, Zhiyi, and yet you imprisoned my daughter in the ancestral hall and even tried to set her on fire. Forgive me for being unfilial."
As soon as he finished speaking, the air seemed to freeze.
Mrs. Shen's face instantly turned livid, her eyes widened, and her whole body was shaking with anger. She pointed at Shen An, her lips trembling and unable to speak.
"Rebellion! You are all rebelling!"
Shen An and Xiang were sitting on a bumpy carriage, and the sound of wheels running over stone slabs echoed in the empty streets.
In the carriage, Mrs. Xiang nestled tightly on Shen An's shoulder, her eyes full of worry, "Madam, tomorrow is the day when Qinghe returns home. What will Qinghe do when we leave?"
Xiang Jinzhu was silent for a moment, worried. She knew that Shen An's worries were justified. After all, Shen Qinghe was still her daughter. Tomorrow was the day when Qinghe returned home. Once they left, what would be Qinghe's fate? , they don’t know.
She kept coughing, and each cough made her body tremble, and the prayer beads in her hand became tighter. The blood stains on the beads were gradually soaked in the palm of her hand, turning them bright red.
She raised her head, looked at Shen An, and said in a weak voice, "You once said that it had to be me. Is Shen Qinghe really your daughter? Have you really touched Xuan Wan?"
Xuanwan, no one has mentioned this name for a long time. When there was a famine in the south of the Yangtze River, Xuanwan fled there. The government kindly took her in and worked as a handyman in the government.
Unexpectedly, Shen Angang returned to court with his class and drank too much wine with his friends in Beijing. When he returned home, he was already unconscious. He could not remember the specific things. In his confusion, he felt someone helping him back to his room.
The next day, Xuanwan was found naked lying on Shen An's bed. Xuanwan knelt naked on the ground and begged the mistress and the master for forgiveness, saying that the master took her as his wife last night and took her.
After all, Shen An is a martial arts practitioner. She is a weak woman. Even if she is unwilling to resist, she has no power to fight back due to the disparity in strength.
When Xiang Jinzhu heard about this, she was so angry that she was shaking all over. She knew that Shen An was not the kind of person who had sex after drinking. There must be something fishy about this matter. However, the facts were before her eyes and she had to admit it.
Shen An looked at Xiang Jinzhu and felt a pain in his heart. He knew the doubts and pain in Xiang Jinzhu's heart. He held her hand tightly and took a deep breath with a firm but gentle voice.
"Jin Zhu, my love for you has never changed. Shen Qinghe is my daughter, and it is true that I met Xuan Wan. It was my fault that I had sex after drinking. Since then, I have never touched alcohol again, and I have never violated the rules in the slightest. place."
His eyes were full of sincerity and determination, as if he wanted to show Xiang Jinzhu his heart. Listening to his words, Xiang Jinzhu's doubts gradually dissipated.
Leaning on his shoulder, there was a killing intent in his eyes.
Shen Qinghe, you made my daughter suffer in the last life. I will not let you succeed in this life again.
The carriage bumped, Xiang Jinzhu fiddled with the beads in his hand, recalling the appearance of a Taoist priest in his mind. The Taoist priest had a slender face and deep eyes. He was dressed in a green robe and held a whisk in his hand.
He once predicted his own destiny and told her about his past and present lives. Xiang Jinzhu clearly remembered the words of the Taoist priest: "Zhiyi is the chosen one. He is destined to have an extraordinary destiny. Don't compete with God's will."
