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

Hearing this, Narcissus was stunned at first, then quickly looked down at her waist, where there was a smoky green purse embroidered with a crabapple flower with silver-white petals and bright red stamens.

This was not originally hers.

One day before, Mr. Feng from the family of the Minister of Rites came to the pavilion to see her. She saw that the purse he wore around his waist was exquisite and the style was something she had never seen before. She felt it was novel and asked him for it.

If she had known what would happen today, even if he had offered it to her, she wouldn't have dared to accept it.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Feng Liu reminded her in a deep voice: "The master is asking you a question!"

"...Yes." Narcissus quickly gathered her thoughts and reported truthfully: "To answer your question, sir, this purse... originally belonged to Feng Heng, Mr. Feng..."

"Because it was new to me, I asked him for it, and he gave it to me."

Finally, she touched the ground with her head, her voice trembling: "Every word I said is true, there is absolutely no falsehood, I know nothing about other things, please understand!"

"Take it off."

"...Wha, what?!" Her mind was confused for a moment and she thought she had misheard.

"Take off the purse!" Xiao Yan said in a slightly cold tone.

"Yes!"

This time Narcissus did not dare to delay. With trembling hands, she hurriedly took off the purse, raised her hands above her head, and presented it respectfully.

Feng Liu took it and gave it to Xiao Yan.

The material of the purse was not particularly expensive, but the workmanship was very exquisite.

What’s more important is the style of the crabapple flowers, which is unique.

Xiao Yan had only seen it in one place.

But Narcissus knelt on the ground tremblingly, his back was wet, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead, falling to the ground drop by drop.

She thought she was going to follow in Fuqiu's footsteps.

Just when she had even thought about where to be buried after her death, unexpectedly, Xiao Yan passed away.

Not only him, the rest of the Thousand Eagle Guards also withdrew one after another.

When only the original people were left in Xunxiang Pavilion, her body tilted uncontrollably and she collapsed to the ground. She took a few deep breaths before she seemed to have finally come back to life.

The madam came over and asked her, "What's going on? Just because Prince Xiao took the purse, is that the end of the matter?"

Narcissus shook her head blankly: "I don't know either..."

Not to mention her, even Feng Liu, who followed Xiao Yan in and out all day long, couldn't understand why his master would steal a brothel girl's purse for no reason.

His hair was almost bald, but he still couldn't figure it out.

It was not until he returned to Qiying Pavilion that Feng Liu accidentally saw the mask embroidered with the same crabapple flower on Xiao Yan's desk. Thinking about the two little turtles yesterday, he suddenly realized.

My Lord, could it be that...

Are you interested in the second daughter of the Shen family?

Guangren Hall.

"A-choo——" Shen Qiyin rubbed her itchy nose, wondering who was teasing her behind her back.

Chunsheng looked at her and asked with concern, "Is the Second Master feeling unwell?"

Shen Qiyin shook his head and said, "Chunsheng, can you change your name?" He sounded like a bandit.

"Okay, Second King."

"..."

She doesn't know what's good for her.

"Let's call the one just now." At least the criminal intent is not so obvious.

"Okay." Chunsheng poured her a cup of hot tea and said considerately, "The weather is getting colder, Second Master, please take care of yourself."

"I don't know what the boss has been busy with recently. He is not seen from time to time. If even you fall ill, then there will be no one to take charge of our Guangren Hall."

Shen Qiyin took the tea and took a sip, then asked calmly, "Is Senior Brother often not in the clinic recently?"

"Yes." Chunsheng said while wiping the cabinet, "There were many times when he didn't come home at night and only came back when it was almost dawn."

"That's it..."

He is probably going to leave.

After Shen Cang was imprisoned in her previous life, she had no time to spare and had never been to Guangrentang again. She didn't know when the senior brother left.

It was not until she was sent to Zhuangzi that Rendong came to Guangrentang to ask the eldest and second brothers to treat her injuries, but she found that the place was empty, even the gatekeeper Ah Huang was gone.

The eldest brother is missing.

My junior brother is a mysterious person and no one knows where he is.

As for Chunsheng...

Shen Qiyuin remembered that Rendong said that Jingzhao Prefecture captured a group of bandits, and one of them pointed out Chunsheng in court in order to redeem himself for his crime.

After being beaten with fifty sticks, he died on the spot.

That year, he was twelve years old.

Shen Qiyin lowered her eyes, her dense black eyelashes swept across her eyes, blocking the surging thoughts in her eyes.

Chunsheng wiped the cupboards and then the chairs. After cleaning every place, he rubbed his hands on the apron in front of him and asked in a very experienced manner, "It's time for lunch. What would Second Master like to eat today?"

Shen Qiyin came back to his senses and looked at him with some surprise: "You can also cook?" In the past, it was always the eldest senior brother who cooked.

"Second Master really underestimates me." Chunsheng was very unhappy, pouted his lips and said, "Thinking back to when I was in Cuiyun Mountain..."

Realizing that he had said something wrong, he quickly coughed twice to cover it up. Seeing that Shen Qiyin didn't seem to be suspicious, he continued, "As for things at home and outside, on the kang and in the ground, there is nothing I can't do!"

Shen Qiyin: "Oh, you know all of them?"

"That is!"

"Then will you have children?"

"..."

Chunsheng was speechless and left angrily.

Not long after, a series of "bang bang" sounds came from behind.

It was Chunsheng who was kneading the dough, and the dough made a loud noise when it fell.

Shen Qiyin was overjoyed.

She was the only one in the front taking pulses, prescribing medicine, and getting the drugs. Fortunately, there were not many patients at the moment, so she was able to keep up.

Chunsheng made two bowls of oil-splashed noodles.

The noodles were chewy, the toppings were fragrant and spicy, and paired with some fresh and refreshing side dishes, the aroma wafted from far away, causing an old man who came to see a doctor to drool.

Halfway through their meal, Da Zhuang suddenly came back.

He still looked like a savage, but when he passed by Shen Qiyin, she smelled a faint smell of blood coming from him.

But she asked nothing.

When she left Guangrentang in the evening, she placed a bottle of golden medicine on Dazhuang's desk. It was her own secret recipe.

The medicines used are expensive and are fair to everyone.

She felt a little sad when she gave it to him.

If this is sold, it can be exchanged for a lot of silver.

On the way back home, she told this to Ren Dong, who couldn't help but ask her, "I don't understand. Since you are willing to give such precious medicine to Senior Brother Da Zhuang, why don't you just help him heal his wounds?"

Shen Qiyin did not answer but asked: "Because some things are better known to each other, there is no need to break the window paper."

"...Brother Dazhuang, is there any secret?"

"Of course."

Living in this world, everyone has their own secrets or a past that they don't want to be mentioned.

She didn't know what the situation was with her senior brother, and the only thing she could do was not to disrupt the current peace.

When he returned to the mansion, Shen Qiyin saw that the servants were all busy, but their faces were full of joy.

She felt strange.

Ren Dong called a little maid to ask, but was told: "The second young lady doesn't know yet? The master is back!"