The daughter of the firstborn is rebellious and is reborn to bury her whole family

There was a large red birthmark on the left half of the man's face, which looked like a flame at first glance.

Shen Qiyin’s first reaction was to think of the red-faced ghost that his senior brother had mentioned before!

She turned to Da Zhuang for confirmation and asked, "Is he the tomb robber that Junior Brother mentioned?"

"Ah."

"Did Senior Brother capture the person?"

"Ah."

Da Zhuang nodded, then suddenly stepped forward and kicked Xu Lao San, saying in a deep voice, "Repeat what you just said."

Xu Laosan was probably scared after being beaten, and he responded with "yes" several times, and told everything he knew as if his mouth was hot.

In his early years, he hung out in the Qianzhou area.

Their family has been engaged in tomb robbing for generations.

One year when he went down to a tomb, he accidentally triggered a mechanism in the tomb and injured his roots, making him unable to have children.

During his recovery, he couldn't go to the graves again, so he simply wandered around the mass graves. If he was lucky, he could dig up a lot of good things from the dead.

One day, he was looking for treasures there as usual, but he saw two people pulling a carriage over and carrying down two corpses, one big and one small.

After he and the others left, he immediately went over to see if there was anything valuable. As a result, he searched the woman's house from head to toe but did not find anything valuable.

He thought she was good-looking and came from a wealthy family, but she was wearing coarse linen clothes, not as elegantly and decently as he was.

Having found nothing, he was about to leave, but at that moment, he heard a baby crying.

It turns out that the child is not dead yet!

"I thought that God was merciful and I couldn't bear to abandon him, so... Ouch!" Before Xu Lao San finished speaking, he suddenly covered his head and begged for mercy: "Master, please spare my life, master, please spare my life."

Da Zhuang grabbed his hair and knocked his head to the ground.

He said in a bad tone: "I'll give you one last chance. Tell me clearly why you picked up that child."

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you the truth." Xu Laosan cried in so much pain that his tears mixed with blood covered his face.

"I saw that the child was as pretty as a pink ball, very cute, and wanted to find a way to sell him, but when I saw him on the road, I found out that he was a boy!"

It was impossible for him to have a son in this life, and he could not give one to anyone who wanted one. However, his skills could not be passed down without a successor, so he planned to raise the child and let him inherit his legacy.

After all, he was not his biological child, so he just raised him as a plaything, so beating and scolding him was commonplace.

Later, as the child grew up and looked more and more outstanding, people came to his door one after another and asked him if he wanted to sell him.

He didn't think about it at first, until someone offered 10,000 taels!

"I took the money and asked someone to take him away..." Xu Laosan's voice became lower and lower as he spoke. He glanced at Dazhuang nervously several times, fearing that he would suddenly hit his head on the ground again.

Oh, he is still dizzy now.

Shen Qiyin lowered his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were cold and his voice was even colder.

"You said you were active in Qianzhou. Do you remember where you were when you found the child?"

"I remember, I remember." Xu Laosan actively explained: "It's in Qianzhou."

"What year and month?"

"That year..." He pondered for a moment, lost in memory: "If I remember correctly, it should be fifteen years ago, in the first month of the year."

"You're not quite sure what year it is, but you're so sure it's in the first month of the lunar calendar?"

"You don't know, young lady, but the day I picked up the child was the Lantern Festival, so I remember it."

Shen Qiyin looked thoughtful and asked again: "What about that woman? Do you remember anything?"

Xu Laosan shook his head.

I have a vague impression of her in my mind that she was not bad looking, but I really can't remember what she looked like exactly, after all, so many years have passed.

Shen Qiyin continued to ask, "Is there no birthmark or anything like that?"

Hearing this, Xu Lao San hissed and recalled: "Now that you mention it, I remember there seemed to be a red mole on her wrist..."

"Yes! There is a red mole!" He became more and more certain as he spoke: "The child also has it on his wrist. He must have inherited it from his mother."

Shen Qiyin unconsciously grasped the wrist of his hand with the red mole and said nothing more.

Seeing that they had finished asking all the questions they wanted to ask, Xu Laosan smiled at Dazhuang and said, "My dear hero, I have told you everything you want to know. Can you let me go now?"

Da Zhuang looked at him solemnly without saying a word.

He then turned to Shen Qiyin for help.

"Miss, female Bodhisattva, please be kind and let me go." This time, Da Zhuang didn't need to do anything. He took the initiative to kowtow to the ground and begged, "I remember saying it all. I won't hide anything anymore."

"Really?" Shen Qiyin raised his eyebrows and suddenly changed the subject: "Have you ever hit that child?"

Xu Laosan was stunned immediately.

Shen Qiyin narrowed his eyes: "It seems that he has beaten me."

She then asked, "How many times have you fought?"

Xu Laosan: "This..."

"I see. You've played too many games, so you can't remember clearly, right?"

"No, no, I didn't, I really didn't." Seeing that Shen Qiyin wanted to vent his anger on the child, Xu Laosan knocked his head harder and harder: "Girl, believe me!"

Da Zhuang has been in the underworld for many years, and he knows without hesitation that this man must be hiding something in his treatment of Sanwa.

He was about to torture him again but was stopped by Shen Qiyin.

"We're just going to beat him up for now, but have you thought about how to deal with him afterwards, Brother?"

Da Zhuang pointed to the empty donkey shed next to him and said, "Throw it there."

Shen Qiyin shook her head slightly and smiled: "I have a better place."

Xu Laosan felt a chill down his spine and had a bad feeling.

Then--

He was thrown into the secret cell of Eagle Nest Tower.

Miss Shen thought what a great place this was. She didn't have to worry about him escaping, nor was she afraid that he would live too comfortably.

Whenever you need him as a witness, you can just take him out. It's very convenient.

After leaving Qiying Pavilion, she went to Wu'an Marquis Mansion as usual.

Wei Heng's condition has been getting better recently. Although he still feels extremely painful every time he has acupuncture, he has never gone crazy for no reason again. He started to speak, read, and play the piano... although the sound is still so unpleasant.

Then, when he realized that he was not playing the way he thought, he started to sulk again.

This day is it.

He frowned and pushed the piano away from him, as if he had a grudge against it.

Shen Qiyin smiled unkindly and comforted him: "It's actually okay."

"Really?" Wei Heng said slowly.

"Yeah." Shen Qiyin nodded sincerely, "Look, I'm alive and well, which means it's just a little bit unpleasant, not terribly unpleasant."

"..."

Seeing that his expression became even uglier after she comforted him, Shen Qiyin tried to make amends: "It's true, I have a younger sister, and the way she plays the flute sounds like a funeral procession, it's really ugly."

"Next time if there is a chance, I will bring her here and introduce her to you. Then you will know that what I said is true."

Wei Heng blinked his clear eyes and stretched out his hand to her: "Pin it down."

"Hook—"

When Shen Qiyin came out of Wei Heng's room, he saw Han Cui waiting in the corridor as expected.

Needless to say, it was definitely Madam Wei who asked her to come over.

Madam Wei didn't have any serious business to talk to her about. She just wanted to feed her, then said some irrelevant things and let her go.

However, when she was leaving that day, she met Jiang Jiyao.

The latter had a veil over her face.

I guess the wound from being scratched by the cat hasn't healed yet.

Different from his previous performance when facing Shen Qiyin, Jiang Jiyao's reaction this time was very fresh.

She was looking at her with a "pitying" look, shaking her head and sighing, "I actually regarded the existence of someone like you as a threat. I am really crazy."

"You're not crazy, you're just plain stupid."

"You..." Jiang Jiyao's deep expression was instantly broken.

However, she seemed to have some hidden trump card, and she did not completely break down like before. Instead, she quickly adjusted her mood and said, "Shen Qiyin, you dare to ignore me like this, aren't you just relying on the fact that my aunt thinks highly of you?"

"But do you know why she cares about you so much?"

Shen Qiyin raised his eyebrows: "You know?"

"Of course I know!" Jiang Jiyao looked her up and down with a look of joking, and after a long while he continued, "It took me a lot of effort to figure out the whole story."

"That shows how useless you are."

"You!" Jiang Jiyao's eyes were filled with anger, and she threatened: "Do you still want to know the secret of the red mole on your wrist?"

"Obviously you didn't give it much thought. Can't you see that?"

After saying that, Shen Qiyin turned and left.

Jiang Jiyao chased after him without thinking.

She rushed to Shen Qiyin and blocked her way with open arms: "I'll tell you the truth, my aunt is just using you as a substitute for some consolation."

"Because you, like her dead daughter and granddaughter, have a red mole on your wrist."

"But I have investigated your background, and you are definitely the child of the Shen family."

"What I can find out, my aunt must have found out too. But she knows that you are not her granddaughter, but she still treats you so well. It's not because she likes you, but because she is remembering her granddaughter through you."

"You are just a pathetic substitute!"

Jiang Jiyao thought that after she told Shen Qiyin such a cruel truth, she would definitely collapse completely. Seeing her take off her disguise and lose her rationality, he felt somewhat pleased.

Who would have thought that after hearing this, Shen Qiyin simply asked her calmly, "Are you sure it's your granddaughter?"

"...What else?" This person was completely puzzled: "If it was his grandson, how could he treat you as a substitute!?"

"How did the old lady's daughter and granddaughter die?"

"My aunt died during childbirth, and as for my cousin, she is..." Jiang Jiyao stopped talking halfway, "Why should I tell you?"

"Isn't this a testament to your ability?"

"Humph, if you want to know, I won't tell you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Qiyin pulled off the veil on her face, and her scarred cheek immediately came into view.

Jiang Jiyao screamed and ran away angrily, covering her face. Because she didn't pay attention to the road, she fell heavily.

Shen Qiyin threw away her veil expressionlessly, stepped on it, and turned away.

It doesn't matter if Jiang Jiyao doesn't say anything. Since she can find out the information, it is obviously not a big secret that is unknown to no one. If she inquires carefully, she will surely get the result.

or--

She had a more convenient way to confirm her guess.

Perhaps because of the saying “what you think about during the day, you dream about at night”, Shen Qiyin had a dream that night.

The scene in the dream took place in Qin Li’s mansion.

She saw her junior fellow apprentice.

He was dressed in red, radiant with beauty, and with a hint of rouge between his eyebrows, he was so beautiful that it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

He grew a lot taller and thinner.

She saw him kneeling lifelessly beside Qin Li like a puppet being manipulated by someone, helping him wash his feet. The latter grinned and put his feet on his shoulders to wipe off the water stains.

When he came out of Qin Li's room, his clothes were disheveled and his exposed skin was covered with scars.

He looked up at the night sky. The bright moon was hanging high in the sky, shining brightly.

His lifeless eyes seemed to be stained by moonlight, and gradually there was a hint of light.

"Senior Sister... I will live on, and try my best to live on..."

"Brother, Chunsheng..."

"I'll wait for you."

Shen Qiyin felt a bitter taste in her throat. Before she could think about it, the scene in front of her suddenly changed. Sanwa, dressed in white, was lying in a pool of blood, with no intact place on his body.

Qin Li sat at the head of the group, his lips purple, and said angrily: "I asked you to hand over the antidote!"

“Ha, hahahaha…” Sanwa just laughed: “Antidote? I poisoned you, how could I possibly give you the antidote?”

"But don't worry, you won't die immediately. Once the outermost layer of medicine melts, the corpse-dissolving water will corrode and burn your body outwards little by little."

"This process will make you extremely miserable, unable to live or die."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

He laughed ostentatiously, his jade-like face stained with blood, like a ghost.

Even though it rained heavily that night, it couldn't wash away the bloodstains on his body.

It was raining heavily, and through the layers of rain, it seemed that there was a person coming with a sharp knife. Before Shen Qiyin could see who the other person was, the dream came to an abrupt end.

When I woke up, I heard raindrops outside the window.

The pillow was damp.

She touched her aching heart, and her eyes gradually turned red.

Qin Li!

She must make him pay with blood!

The next morning, although the heavy rain had stopped, the sky was still gloomy.

A night of autumn rain added to the chill.

When Rendong came back from practicing in the morning, she saw that Shen Qiyin looked unhappy. When she asked her the reason, she just said that the rain was noisy and she didn't sleep well. But Rendong felt that her mood was not right.

But since she didn't say anything, she didn't ask any further.

Before Shen Qiyin left Guangren Hall and went to Wu'an Marquis' Mansion to give Wei Heng acupuncture, he suddenly said to Sanwa, "I want you to go to Wu'an Marquis' Mansion with me."

Sanwa pointed at himself uncertainly: "Me?"

"Ah."

"...Oh, okay." Although he didn't know why, he obeyed.

Upon hearing this, Da Zhuang looked at her twice and said nothing.

Shen Qiyin and Sanwa went all the way to the Marquis' Mansion. When they were near Wei Heng's yard, she suddenly reached out and took off the mask on Sanwa's face.

"Senior Sister?" Why did you take off his mask?

"…You are good-looking, and I want to show off."

Sanwa has always disliked his overly ostentatious face.

But when he heard Shen Qiyin say this, he didn't feel repulsed at all. Instead, he scratched his chin shyly and said, "Okay, okay."

When he met Wei Heng, the latter was obviously stunned when he saw Sanwa.

"He..." Wei Heng was a little bit unbelievable: "Why does your sister have an Adam's apple?!"

"He is not……"

Before Shen Qiyin finished speaking, a "clang" sound suddenly came from the side.

The Marquis's wife stood there in amazement, staring at Sanwa, and didn't even notice that the bowl of medicine in her hand had fallen to the ground!