Shen Qinghe frowned. When she heard the sound coming from the other side, it felt particularly harsh, like a sharp blade slicing across her eardrums. That was the sound she least wanted to hear, but she couldn't avoid it.
"Chuntao, are you ready with that fox fur?"
Chuntao responded, and the comb in Shen Qinghe's hand trembled suddenly, and the hair slipped from between the teeth, like frost flowers in the day. She closed her eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and suppressed the red blood in her eyes.
"Shen Zhiyi, I want you to die without a burial place."
Shen Qinghe had been feeling uncomfortable these days, and she had once wondered if Xie Shaoheng had made her pregnant, but Xie Shaoheng was extremely cautious.
Every time after a spring night, she would be fed a bowl of medicine. These were all prepared by Dr. Wen, and there was no way they could go wrong.
The bitter concoction spread in the mouth and could not be dissipated for a long time. Xie Shaoheng stood aside and looked at her coldly, without any emotion in his eyes.
"Chuntao, put on the fox fur."
Shen Qinghe had finished dressing up, and a carriage had been prepared outside the house. The specifications and sizes were almost the same. The dark car body glowed with a cold luster in the morning light, like a dormant beast.
Xiang Jinzhu took Shen Zhiyi's hand and walked towards the carriage in front. When passing by Shen Qinghe, she didn't know if it was her imagination, but she saw Mrs. Xiang rolling her eyes at her.
"Zhiyi, you sit in front." Xiang Jinzhu leaned close to her ear, "There is food prepared for you inside."
Shen Zhiyun looked at his mother who was so clingy and understanding, as if she had almost forgotten the existence of his son. She turned to look at Shen Qinghe. Although he didn't like this sister, she was still of his father's bloodline.
"Sister Qinghe, if you don't mind, let's ride in the same carriage."
Shen Zhiyun saw Shen Qinghe stunned and was a little unhappy, "Sister Qinghe?"
He rarely calls her sister, and these two words come out of his mouth with a hint of sarcasm. "OK."
Shen Zhiyun helped her get on the carriage. Shen Zhiyi was watching this scene from the front and wanted to rush over, snatch her brother back, and get on the carriage two steps at a time.
Chuntao was small and accidentally stepped on the ground when she got into the carriage. Shen Zhiyun quickly held her arm and pulled her into the carriage. Chuntao glanced at him gratefully, lowered her head in embarrassment, and whispered her thanks.
"It's just a little effort."
Although the two were brothers and sisters, riding in the same carriage with Shen Qinghe alone would inevitably cause controversy. Shen Zhiyun did not go in, but sat outside the carriage and drove the carriage.
The light in the carriage was dim, with only a weak light flickering. Shen Qinghe leaned in the corner, folding his arms and looking at the wooden box containing the fox fur with an indifferent expression.
Shen Qinghe was betting that she would definitely overpower Shen Zhiyi when the eldest prince returned to court.
The carriage began to jolt, and a dull atmosphere filled the carriage. Shen Zhiyun finally broke the silence, "Sister Qinghe, you seem to be a little hostile to me."
"Don't dare."
Shen Zhiyun: "I met your mother back then and heard that your mother was from Yangzhou. Did she leave any relics to you?"
"No."
Shen Qinghe closed his lips tightly and shook his head.
How come she doesn't have any relics? It's just that she doesn't dare to take them out.
"No."
Seeing her resistance, Shen Zhiyun stopped asking any more questions. The carriage was so quiet that only the sound of rolling wheels could be heard. Shen Qinghe frowned impatiently.
Although this man has a good skin, he is no less scheming than Xie Shaoheng.
The carriage stopped outside the palace. Shen Zhiyi and the others had arrived a long time ago. After waiting here for a long time, Jiang Yunshu rarely came over to say a few words to Shen Zhiyi.
"What? The peacock is not followed by the white lotus."
The peacock refers to Shen Zhiyi, and the white lotus refers to Shen Qinghe. Shen Zhiyi just smiled slightly. She knew that Jiang Yunshu was not bad in nature, but she had been spoiled since she was a child and paid attention to family status.
Jiang Yunrou accidentally noticed that her little sister was approaching Shen Zhiyi again. She was a little sister who always liked to cause trouble, but things were different now. She must not make any mistakes or offend the Shen family.
After walking for a few days in a hurry, he said, "My little sister has always been naughty. If she has been offended in any way, Yunrou will be here to make amends to Madam and Miss."
Shen Zhiyi glanced at her and knew clearly that she had no intention of arguing with her. She said calmly: "What are you talking about, Miss Jiang? We sisters get along very well."
The smile on Jiang Yunrou's face froze. She didn't expect Shen Zhiyi to say that. She wanted to argue a few words, but she was afraid of being laughed at, so she could only swallow her words.
Jiang Yunshu was a little dissatisfied, "Sister, why do you always think that I will get into trouble? I will have haircut this year, I have grown up."
While everyone was laughing, Shen Zhiyun arrived in a carriage, which was driving a bit slowly along the way. As soon as Shen Qinghe arrived here, Xiang Jinzhu and Jiang Yunshu turned around and left almost at the same time.
Today's homecoming banquet was coming in a big way. Shen Zhiyi had stumbled here in his previous life. Shen Zhiyi didn't know the specific circumstances of the banquet.
In his previous life, Xie Shaoheng sent Shen Zhiyi back halfway because of her physical inconvenience. He said it was because it was too dangerous and he could not let her stay here.
Now that I think about it, this homecoming banquet is probably a hidden murderous intention.
Everyone has been waiting for a long time but has yet to see the figure of the sixth prince of Tianshu Kingdom. However, the post sent by the envoy clearly states that the sixth prince will return today.
Being so unpunctual, you simply don’t take Dongling seriously! The ministers were so angry that their faces were livid, and they started talking about it. Some of them frowned worriedly, while others gritted their teeth and cursed secretly.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the banquet hall was extremely tense.
At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the sixth prince of Tianshu Kingdom walked in slowly. He was wearing fine clothes trimmed with gold thread, with a handsome face and a sense of arrogance in his eyes.
He looked around, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if appreciating everyone's reactions. His appearance instantly silenced the noisy banquet hall, and everyone stared at him, waiting for his explanation.
However, he didn't say a word, he just walked proudly to the main seat and sat down, then raised his glass and drank it down.
"Everyone, I'm late. I apologize to you all."
Some expressions calmed down a bit, but most still didn't buy it. They clearly lived in the inn closest to here, but it was only ten minutes away, and yet they were able to arrive late. It was simply outrageous.
Shen Zhiyi looked at his face with uneasiness. She had seen this sixth prince on the battlefield before, and he was not the person in front of her at all!
It's just that she can't identify the person right now. If she is rash and impulsive, the Shen family will once again fall into a desperate situation.
Her fingers clenched involuntarily, and countless doubts and panic flashed through her heart. How is this going? Could someone have replaced the real sixth prince? Or is this all just her illusion?
The noise in the banquet hall seemed to have gone away from her, and all she could see was the fake sixth prince sitting on the main seat.
Every slight expression and every movement became so suspicious in her eyes.
A trace of imperceptible doubt flashed in the eyes of the fake sixth prince, and then he returned to his arrogant demeanor.
He smiled slightly and raised his glass in the direction of Shen Zhiyi. Their eyes met in mid-air, as if they were competing silently.
Shen Zhiyi's heart beat faster. She knew there was something fishy going on. However, the atmosphere in the banquet hall was tense and she had to act cautiously in front of everyone.
