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

With a cold snort, Shen Guangzong turned away.

Shen Qiyin stood there and looked at his gradually receding back. Her eyes, which had originally been smiling, now sank and became dark, like a bottomless cold pond.

If father and mother were tigers and leopards that shared their bodies to fill their stomachs, then Shen Guangzong was the jackal hiding behind them.

It’s not that he couldn’t bear to eat it, but he didn’t have time to get to the table.

In her previous life, before Shen Qiyin was sent to Zhuangzi, Shen Guangzong came to visit her. He thought she was asleep, but in fact she was awake.

I clearly heard the conversation between him and my grandmother, and his tone was full of regret.

He said: "What a waste of such a good chess piece!"

Old Madam Shen was puzzled and asked him, "Now that the Feng family has come to cancel the engagement, what use is there for this little girl?"

"Grandmother, don't you see her face? Which man in this world doesn't love beauty? I have passed the imperial examination and it is only a matter of time before I pass the imperial examination. After the palace examination is over, I will be appointed. By then, I will have to make arrangements with people."

"Based on the girl's appearance, I'm afraid those nobles won't be tempted. By then, everything can be discussed naturally."

"What a pity, ah..."

Shen Guangzong let out a soft sigh, but it seemed to have the power of thunder and struck Shen Qiyin's heart heavily.

She had a doubt at that time.

If a person who wants to do evil does not have the time to do it, is he considered an evil person?

For example, in this life, up to now, Shen Guangzong has just turned a blind eye to her difficult situation, but he has not yet reached the point of offering her to some old man.

So, does he become a bad person only when he takes action?

Shen Qiyin couldn't understand.

But she doesn't care.

Just do it!

She has been compromising all her life, and her main goal in this life is to do whatever she wants.

Shen Guangzong was an eyesore to her, so she wanted to get rid of him.

If the development trajectory of this life had not deviated from that of the previous life, Shen Guangzong would have passed the imperial examination as he wished.

Of course, he only stopped at the level of Juren and never went any higher.

What she wants to do is to make sure he can’t even become a juren!

Withdrawing his gaze, Shen Qiyin walked back to Haitang Courtyard alone.

After spending some time in Zhuijin Hall, although the night was getting darker, the moon was still bright in the sky, illuminating the road clearly.

She paused and looked up.

I saw a bright moon in the sky, almost full. In two days it would be the fifteenth, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Her death anniversary.

Honeysuckle was standing not far away holding a lantern, looking stunned.

Seeing that the young lady had not returned for a long time, she wanted to go outside Zhuijin Hall to see what was going on. Unexpectedly, she ran into the young lady, who was standing alone under the moon.

It seems like he is admiring the moon, or like he is thinking about something else through the jade plate.

The night wind lifted her thin skirt, outlining her graceful and slender figure.

There was still some distance between them, so Ren Dong couldn't see the expression on her face, but she just had an inexplicable feeling that the young lady was sad...

Like a little yellow dog she had seen at the entrance of the village before.

It couldn't find its home and was drenched in the rain, with its fur all wet and sticking to its body. It made me want to go over and touch its head, then take it home, wash it, and give it a lifetime of bones to eat.

Honeysuckle thought so and did so.

She threw away the lantern and ran towards Shen Qiyin with red eyes.

When Shen Qiyin heard the footsteps and looked over, she saw a figure rushing into her arms, knocking her to stagger. She took two steps back before steadying herself.

"Honeysuckle?" What happened?

Honeysuckle buried her head in her arms and shook her head.

She is two years younger than Shen Qiyin. She has never grown taller because she has never had enough food or warm clothes since she was a child. At this moment, she is curled up in front of Shen Qiyin, only reaching her chin. It is hard to tell who is comforting whom between the two of them.

Shen Qiyin wanted to rub her little head and ask her who bullied her, but she ended up feeling a small hand patting her on the head.

Honeysuckle's voice also came in a muffled voice: "...I will definitely have a bright future!"

You have become successful now. Protect the young lady and never let her be like this today.

She must study hard and learn to read, and learn music from her master... In short, she must do her best to do everything the young lady arranges for her.

Shen Qiyin's hands were suspended in the air. After a moment of hesitation, she helped Ren Dong to fix her hair with a gentle look and said softly, "Okay, my Ren Dong will definitely be successful."

"Miss, I was at the music studio today, and the master asked me if I wanted to learn the flute or the flute."

"Then what did you choose?"

"Flute." She remembered listening to the old blind man in the village telling them stories when she was a child. The heroes in the stories played the flute and used it as a weapon. It was so powerful.

Shen Qiyin didn't know what Rendong was thinking, so he just said, "If you like it, just learn to be happy."

In fact, she also felt that the flute was more suitable for Honeysuckle.

The flute sounds mournful, while the pipe sounds clear.

One is a desperate situation, the other is a chance to survive.

"My master taught me an introductory song." Honeysuckle recalled with great interest, but soon after the tune began to fade away, she said listlessly, "But he said I played it like a funeral procession."

"Maybe he's jealous of you."

"what?!"

"You were able to make a sound the first time you blew it, which shows how talented you are."

"..."

The lady probably, perhaps, possibly, most likely would not lie to herself.

The two of them chatted as they returned to the Begonia Courtyard, not noticing a dark shadow flashed past behind the flowers not far away.

Inside the Eagle Pavilion.

Xiao Yan paused while flipping through the files. He looked up, his eyes sharp. "She said she didn't collect the consultation fee?"

Feng Liu bowed his head: "Yes."

This is what his subordinates reported, and he didn't dare change a single word.

"What about the silver?"

"Half was given to the doctor named Da Zhuang, and the other half was deposited in Tong Bao Money House."

After hearing this, Xiao Yan looked at the mask on the table with a deep and obscure look.

It was dropped by Shen Qiyin.

There was a crabapple flower embroidered on the corner of the mask, with silvery-white petals and bright red stamens. It was a style Xiao Yan had never seen before.

"Sir, there is one more thing..." Feng Liu hesitated.

"speak."

"...Yes." Feng Liu said after careful consideration: "After Miss Shen deposited all the silver, she even pawned the box that contained the silver."

Xiao Yan raised his eyes, and a ripple rarely appeared in his deep eyes: "Is she crazy because of poverty?"

Feng Liu's mouth twitched slightly.

He couldn't understand, which lady from a noble family could do such a thing?

Thinking of the situation of the Shen family tonight reported by the intelligence, Feng Liu said: "Miss Shen also took money from Old Madam Shen, saying that she wanted to come to our Thousand Eagle Guard to make some arrangements so that she could visit Shen Cang in prison."

He now had some doubts as to whether the silver could fall into their hands smoothly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the night wind suddenly blew up and blew open the half-closed window.

The autumn wind blew in, blowing off a few pieces of scattered paper on the table.

Feng Liu stepped forward and picked it up.

But when he inadvertently saw the contents on two pages of the paper, he suddenly stopped moving and just stood there hunched over.