On a bright spring day, Poria walked into the kitchen lightly and began to prepare to teach Shen Zhiyi how to make peach blossom soup. The kitchen is filled with the aroma of peach blossoms, and the sunlight shines through the window on Poria and Shen Zhiyi, forming a warm light and shadow.
Poria cocos washed and cut the peach petals skillfully, while Shen Zhiyi watched carefully from the side. Fu Ling patiently explained the key points of each step, while Shen Zhiyi took notes attentively.
As the peach blossom soup simmers in the pot, the entire kitchen is filled with an alluring aroma. Shen Zhiyi gently scooped up a spoonful of peach blossom soup and put it into his mouth. The sweet taste immediately filled his entire mouth.
"Miss, I still don't believe the fourth lady."
Her worries are not unreasonable. If she takes this as an opportunity to claim credit from the Shen Mansion, Poria will see all Shen Zhiyi's journey in these days. It will be very painful. She doesn't want to see her young lady suffer again. torture.
Shen Zhiyi took a deep breath and analyzed calmly: "If she really told the government about this matter, we don't have to worry too much. After all, she has no evidence to prove what we did. Moreover, her own Life is also difficult, and it is unlikely to gain the trust and support of others.”
"However, we must also be prepared to respond. If the government really starts an investigation, we need to find some reliable witnesses to prove our innocence. At the same time, we must also think about how to deal with attacks by Luo Shi and others to prevent her Continue to backstab us.”
"Miss, I understand. I will pay close attention to what is going on in the house. If there is any trouble, I will notify you in time." Fuling replied firmly.
Shen Zhiyi nodded with satisfaction. She knew that Fu Ling had always done things safely, and she could feel more at ease with her here. The two chatted for a while, and Shen Zhiyi asked Fuling to rest.
She knew that in the coming days, she would have to be more careful and not allow Luo Shi and others to take advantage of her. At the same time, she must work harder to play her current role of pretending to be ill, leaving those who want to see her jokes speechless.
Shen Zhiyi walked to the study, opened a cabinet, pressed the button gently, and a secret book storage compartment slid out. She carefully put the military book she brought back from the ancestral hall into it. Only she knew about this book storage compartment.
Shen Zhiyi took out another blank bamboo slip and recalled in his mind the pictures and texts he saw on the beams of the house where the fire was burning. Those graphic characters are like faint lights like fireflies, flickering in the darkness.
She took a deep breath, stabilized her thoughts, carefully imitated the symbols, and painted them one by one on the bamboo slips. Her fingers slid lightly on the bamboo slips, and ink flowed from the tip of the pen and fell on the bamboo slips like a flowing stream.
She seemed to see the book of war dancing in the blazing flames, and every handwriting was like a warrior baptized by the flames, tenacious and unyielding.
Shen Zhiyi's heartbeat beat with the rhythm of the pen tip, and her soul seemed to resonate with those soldiers, breathing the same fate as the military book.
A few hours later, I heard Fu Ling knocking on the door outside. Shen Zhiyi had specifically asked him not to disturb him when he was in the study, so Fu Ling only dared to stay outside the study.
Fu Ling knocked on the door a few times and said, "Miss, the master and his wife are here."
Shen Zhiyi put away the bamboo slips, quickly pushed back the bookcase and closed the cabinet door. She straightened her clothes, took a deep breath, and calmed down. She knew that the next scene would be the most testing moment for her.
"I'll be there right away."
Xiang Jinzhu was full of pomp and circumstance on the street, and the carriage drove slowly, attracting passersby's attention. Xiang Jinzhu, who was in the car, was sorting out his thoughts nervously.
Shen's Mansion and Xiang's Mansion were not far apart, and Xiang Jinzhu moved almost everything here.
The carriage finally stopped in front of Shen's mansion. Xiang Jinzhu took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and stepped out of the carriage gracefully. She looked up and saw the tall gatehouse of Shen Mansion, and she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
Shen Zhiyun followed, "Mom, is Zhiyi's injury really okay? Do we really have to move out of Shen's house?"
Xiang Jinzhu didn't answer, but gently patted Shen Zhiyun's hand to signal him to be quiet.
"Mrs. Shen." Fu Ling greeted her at the door. Although she was a little surprised when she saw Xiang Jinzhu's pomp, she still kept a decent smile.
"Isn't this the mansion of Governor Jiang? What's going on with our whole family moving here?" Shen Zhiyun muttered.
His worries were certainly correct. Xiang Jinzhu took out the official seal and handed it to him, "Now this house belongs to you and me."
If she stayed in the cannibalistic place of Shen Mansion, she would have to lose all her children again?
Shen Zhiyun took the official seal and his eyes widened. He didn't know what to say for a moment. His mother actually took care of all these big and small things in such a short period of time.
Although the Shen Mansion was glorious and wealthy, it was like a huge whirlpool that could swallow them up at any time. And Xiang Jinzhu wanted to pull them out of that whirlpool and give them a new start.
Shen An followed the two of them. Since it was Madam's decision, he couldn't say anything more. What's more, Madam Shen was not his biological mother at all.
His biological mother is Mrs. Shen's sister. She was expelled from the Shen Mansion due to certain incidents in his early years. He grew up with his father since he was a child and does not have much memory of his mother.
Later, after his father passed away, he was taken back to the Shen Mansion by Mrs. Shen. He recognized his ancestors and returned to the family line, and was adopted by Mrs. Shen. However, his life in the Shen Mansion was not as beautiful as he imagined.
Mrs. Shen had always had a grudge against his foreign son, and she always didn't like him either overtly or secretly.
Now looking at Xiang Jinzhu's decision, Shen An couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He knew that Xiang Jinzhu was thinking about his children's future. He looked up and saw Xiang Jinzhu's straight back, firm and decisive.
He sighed silently, but knew he couldn't change anything. He could only follow Xiang Jinzhu closely to protect this family and his wife and children.
The sight before him surprised him. The layout here is extremely luxurious and has a unique charm. The rockeries, ponds, flowers and trees in the courtyard all look particularly elegant.
Shen An couldn't help but sigh, this was indeed the residence of the governor of Jiangdu, it was indeed extraordinary.
Shen Zhiyun looked at his sister, filled with worry. He knew that although Shen Zhiyi's body was fine, his complexion was obviously a little pale. He caressed his sister's arm and asked carefully, "How are you? Are you feeling any discomfort?" His voice was gentle and concerned, as if a spring breeze was blowing through Shen Zhiyi's heart.
Shen Zhiyi smiled slightly and wanted to comfort her brother, but found that her words seemed so weak at this moment. She looked up at her brother, "I'm fine, brother, don't worry."
After settling down her family, Shen Zhiyi relaxed. Xiang Jinzhu approached her and asked her what kind of courtyard she liked. After all, this mansion was previously under Governor Jiang's name, and now she had to buy a house of her own.
She gently held Xiang Jinzhu's hand, "Mom, you can take care of this matter. I've calculated that tomorrow is the day when Qinghe returns home. Let's take her to our home."
A hint of cunning flashed in Shen Zhiyi's eyes. She counted the days and found that Shen Qinghe was pregnant with Xie Shaoheng's child around this time in her previous life.
Not long after she married into Hengyuan Mansion, Xie Shaoheng took in her sister. Later, Shen Zhiyi found out that she had been pregnant with Xie Shaoheng's child for a long time and that she was just a joke.
Xiang Jinzhu shook off her hand, his eyes full of determination, "I don't agree. Who is Shen Qinghe? He dares to step into our home."
"You are just too kind, and your kindness will be bullied by others!"
Xiang Jinzhu's words stunned Shen Zhiyi. She didn't expect her mother to object so firmly. She looked at Xiang Jinzhu, with a trace of confusion and grievance flashing in her eyes. She knew her mother was doing it for her own good, but she didn't want Shen Qinghe to be hurt.
"Mom, I know you are doing it for my own good, but I don't want Qinghe to get hurt." Shen Zhiyi said softly, her voice trembling.
Xiang Jinzhu looked at her daughter and couldn't help feeling a little distressed. She knows that her daughter is kind, but in this world, kindness cannot solve problems. She sighed and patted her daughter's hand gently, "Silly boy, some things are not something you can do just by thinking about it."
Shen Zhiyi sighed, her mother's recent behavior was indeed somewhat unusual. She remembered that although her mother was lukewarm towards Shen Qinghe, at least she never treated her badly in terms of food and clothing. Now it seems that my mother's attitude has indeed changed a lot.
"Don't worry, mother, Zhiyi will protect you. Besides, our second room is empty, leaving only Shen Qinghe. If outsiders see it, our second room will be said to be cruel." Xiang Jinzhu couldn't help but feel what Shen Zhiyi said. Somewhat stunned.
She looked at her daughter, with a hint of helplessness and distress in her eyes. Xiang Jinzhu sighed silently. She knew that her daughter had already made her decision and she could not change anything.
She patted her daughter's hand gently. It didn't matter. This princess has traveled all over the world and will never fall into the trap of a junior again.
Don't worry, grandma will protect you.
A Niang can rest assured that Zhiyi will not let her family get hurt in the slightest.
Shen Zhiyi looked at the palm prints in his hands and sneered, Shen Qinghe, didn't you always dream of marrying Xie Shaoheng? Now I help you.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, already having a plan in mind. She knew about Shen Qinghe's obsession with Xie Shaoheng, and also knew about Xie Shaoheng's use of Shen Qinghe.
What she wants to do is to take advantage of this and let the two of them fight to the death.
