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

Shen Qiyin looked at Banxia's clothes, which were much more exquisite than those of Rendong, and nodded, "You are right. Without rules, there will be no order."

She turned to Ren Dong and said, "From now on, you are not allowed to do any work in my yard. Even if the oil bottle falls over, it will not be your turn to help."

Upon hearing this, Banxia's eyes lit up instantly, and she immediately took over the conversation and said, "Did you hear me? From now on, just..."

Shen Qiyin: "Just watch."

Banxia: “Eh?!”

"No matter what the matter is, leave it to Banxia."

After realizing something was wrong, Banxia stopped talking hesitantly and looked at Shen Qiyin uncertainly: "Miss, what do you mean by this?"

"literal meaning."

She looked at Banxia and smiled, as if to say: You got what you desired, are you happy?

Without further ado, Shen Qiyin walked to the table outside and sat down, then said to Banxia who was still in a daze, "Go and serve the meal."

"But Miss..." Banxia walked out hurriedly.

"You don't understand what I'm saying?" Shen Qiyin narrowed her beautiful eyes, and her eyes were as cold as ice: "Or do you want to teach me how to do things?"

"...I, I dare not."

Banxia's heart trembled, and she didn't dare to look him in the eye again. She responded casually and ran out in a hurry.

When there was no one else in the room, Shen Qiyin returned to her gentle and kind self.

She pulled the confused-looking Honeysuckle to sit down and asked her to have dinner with her. A small mountain of meat filled Honeysuckle's bowl.

While eating, Ren Dong suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh, Miss, I heard that the third young lady will go to Jing'an Temple tomorrow to burn incense and pray for the master."

"Jing'an Temple..." Shen Qiyin silently repeated these three words, her lips slightly curled up, and a bright smile bloomed: "Okay, then I will go with my third sister."

She had heard about the romantic affairs of the playboy "Pretty Monk" for a long time.

When Rendong heard Shen Qiyin say that he wanted to go to Jing'an Temple with Miss Shen San, she frowned and was obviously not in agreement.

She doesn't like the third young lady.

Like, she doesn’t like Mrs.

It is obvious that the young lady is the lady's biological child, but in order to gain a reputation as a virtuous woman, the lady is afraid that people will say that she is harshly treating illegitimate sons and daughters, and that she treats the children of her concubines more attentively than her own daughter.

There is not a single thing on the young lady's body that was made by the Madam herself, but on the other young men and women, everything from a handkerchief to the clothes on their bodies were all carefully embroidered by the Madam.

How could the young lady not be heartbroken when she saw this?

But the third young lady always likes to show off in front of her young lady, how annoying!

Who knew that while I was still muttering to myself, the man came to my door.

"Second sister!"

As a sweet and charming voice sounded, a young girl in a chest-length purple brocade skirt walked in briskly.

She wore two tender yellow velvet flowers in her bun, and she looked incredibly pretty, as lively and lovely as a winter jasmine.

It was her third sister, Shen Ruyin.

The four sisters all have the word "Yin" in their names.

The marriage of fate.

Nianyin, Qiyin, Ruyin, Mengyin... These names seem to carry the good wishes of parents. It is true that they hope they can find a good marriage, but it is not for their smooth marriage. Instead, they want them to find a good husband who can help their brothers in the future.

Even if——

This is my concubine.

Their eldest sister, Shen Nianyin, married the prince of Wu'an Marquis's Mansion as a concubine.

As Shen Qiyin was a legitimate daughter who was "in good health and could carry on the family line", Shen Cang was too embarrassed to ask her to be someone's concubine, so he promised her to the son of the Minister of Rites.

Logically speaking, Shen Cang, a fifth-rank imperial physician, could not marry into a family with a third-rank vice minister.

It was only because Mr. Feng was lustful and Shen Qiyin had a charming face that the two families got married.

However, after she was tortured into a disabled person in her previous life, the marriage was called off.

When she came to her senses, she saw Shen Ruyin waved her hand in front of her with a puzzled look on her face and said, "Second sister? What are you thinking about?"

Shen Qiyin did not answer, but asked calmly: "What's the matter?"

"Oh, I'm going to Jing'an Temple to pray for my father tomorrow. I want to sew a few blessing bags to be placed in front of the Buddha, but my embroidery skills are so bad, so I want my sister to help me."

"Since you like embroidery, please help me do it."

Shen Qiyin smiled coldly and said, "I also like to spend money. Why don't you give me your monthly salary and ask me to spend it for you?"

"Second sister..."

Probably because it was the first time that Shen Qiyin rejected her, Shen Ruyin seemed a little helpless.

She curled her lips and said aggrievedly: "If Second Sister doesn't want to help, forget it."

"It's just that I thought, since this is sewn for my father's blessing, you must be willing to do your part, so I came to ask you for help."

"did not expect……"

Shen Qiyin: "With your silly brain, it's normal that you can't think of it. There's no need to fight with yourself. You'll get used to it if you keep being stupid."

Hearing this, Shen Ruyin looked embarrassed.

She secretly clenched her fists, suppressing her unbearable feeling, and then looked at Shen Qiyin inquiringly, wondering why someone who was so easy to talk to in the past was so sarcastic today?

While lost in thought, she picked up the tea and drank it.

The tea was warm and she was scalded a little. It was nothing, really. She was just angry with Shen Qiyin and took the opportunity to vent her anger by throwing the teacup to the ground with a "bang", venting all her anger on Rendong.

"Damn you slave, who told you to pour such hot tea for me? Did you intend to scald me to death?!"