MTL - Vicious Male Partner is a Girl-Chapter 30 admire

The heavy worry was on Miss Liu's heart, and it didn't dissipate until after returning to the palace.

In the magnificent and extremely luxurious palace, Concubine Yin reclined on the couch, a pair of lotus root arms stretched out from the wide silver-red sleeves, carelessly playing with the pink pearl in her hand.

"You said you saw a boy who looked similar to Queen Xie?"

Ms. Liu nodded, very sure, "Ma'am, this old slave is sure, that gentleman's eyebrows and eyes are exactly the same as Empress Xie's."

"It's exactly the same." Concubine Yin played with the pink pearl, recalling Empress Xie, that extremely intelligent woman, and smiled playfully, "Liu, do you think that child really died?"

That fire burned for a whole night, illuminating half of Jiankang City. She still remembered that the sky above the palace was burning red like a hot iron.

The next morning, the palace servants and guards dragged out two unrecognizable corpses, one large and one small, from the ruins.

Everyone in the palace said that they were Empress Xie and the First Prince. Empress Xie couldn't bear the Eldest Prince to be tortured by her treacherous concubine, so she simply took the Eldest Prince away.

She has always doubted such a statement.

The pink pearl in her hand was smooth and round, but it was still not as good as A Rong'er's skin when she was just born. Fourteen years ago, after she gave birth, she took Arong'er from the maidservant's arms while lying on the bed, touched his cheek carefully, and watched him grin at her. At that moment, she was determined to give the best to her. Give it to him, and use his life to protect this child.

A Rong'er cried, and she was so anxious that her heart almost broke, let alone hurting A Rong'er with her own hands.

Empress Xie, are you really willing to watch your two-year-old son burn to charcoal in the sea of ​​fire?

Aunt Liu heard the meaning of Concubine Yin's words, she looked at Concubine Yin, hesitated and continued, "Ma'am, you mean that the son of Empress Xie didn't die back then, but was secretly rescued? Could it be that—" A dazed look appeared on her face, and she blurted out, "What this old slave saw today is the child left behind by Empress Xie?!"

"No!" Concubine Yin was categorical, "Of course Empress Xie's child is dead! And it died so cleanly that it has long been turned into a piece of loess!"

She threw the pink pearl in her hand to the ground, like throwing away a piece of garbage.

"If he wants to climb up from the ground, he will die again." Concubine Yin's voice was calm, even a little relaxed, and the expression on her face was still graceful and luxurious, but it was precisely because of this that she looked even more lovely. Fear, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark.

At the same time, a conversation was taking place in the Mingguang Palace.

"Father! You must send someone to investigate those assassins who injured the Lord of the Shen family today!"

Today's Supreme has his head down, his brows are furrowed, staring at the backgammon board in front of him. While moving the chess piece, he said, "Nanyang, this matter has already been handed over to your younger brother to investigate." Without raising his head, he continued: "Nanyang, do you care so much about this injured man? Is it the son-in-law you have chosen this time?"

A trace of shyness flashed across Princess Nanyang's peony-like delicate face, but the shyness was soon forgotten by her. She frankly admitted: "Yes, Father. This Lord Shen Erlang is the grandson of Shen Yanzhi, Lord Shen, and her father is the governor Shen Yi. The tiger father has no dogs, and Lord Shen Erlang is also an excellent man." She has already sent someone to investigate, and Mr. Shen Erlang's identity is very suitable.

Hearing Shen Yanzhi's three words, the Supreme Master finally put down the backgammon, raised his head, his face involuntarily showed memories and sighs, "He is the grandson of Duke Zhongwu."

Shen Yanzhi's posthumous title is Zhongwu. These two words fully reflect the affirmation of the current Supreme Being for Shen Yanzhi's life.

When Princess Nanyang mentioned Shen Yanzhi, it immediately brought back the memories of the current Supreme Being. During the chaos in Jiankang that year, it was Duke Zhongwu who insisted on escorting him back to Jiankang to ascend the throne. Before he knew it, Duke Zhongwu had passed away for ten years.

When the Supreme Being was lost in memory, Princess Nanyang kept silent and did not dare to interrupt him.

After a long while, he came back to his senses and let out a long breath, "Since he is the grandson of Duke Zhongwu, there is no problem with his status. I'll check it out after a while, and if it's suitable, I'll give you a marriage."

Princess Nanyang was overjoyed. With a suppressed smile, she bowed to the Supreme Being, "Thank you, Father! Father is wise!"

"Okay, let's go down." Seeing the overjoyed expression on Nanyang's face, the Supreme Being had no choice but to wave his hand to let her back down. If Nanyang hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten the bloodline left by Duke Wu Zhong. Counting his age, Duke Zhongwu's grandson should be one year older than Nanyang. He has not yet entered an official position at this age, so his qualifications must not be very good. However, to be Nanyang's son-in-law does not require very good qualifications. What's more, he became Nanyang's son-in-law. Although he couldn't make any achievements in his official career, he was not lacking in wealth and glory.

When the Supreme Being was thinking about taking care of the descendants of the former important ministers in the Mingguang Palace, the government of Shixing County was full of people.

Hearing that the servant came to report that Mr. Xiao Lang was injured, it was as if a hammer had been struck on the head of Mrs. Shen. Her head was in a daze, and she almost fell straight in the dark. Her husband, her son, left her one by one, is it her turn to kiss her grandson now?

Seeing this, the servants who came to report hurriedly said that the little princess was not in danger of life, but was shot in the back by an arrow.

Knowing that it was just an arrow in the back, the sadness in the old lady's heart finally eased a little. She took a deep breath, supported the table and stood up, the weakness on her face was replaced by determination, and hurried to Jingxingyuan with her servants.

Standing in the lobby of Jingxingyuan, the old lady looked at the closed door, the law lines on her face were as deep as ravines, she turned to look at the servants who followed Shen Fengzhang out, and said sharply: "What's going on?! Go out The handsome man, how could he be seriously injured when he came back?!"

Don't look at the old lady who eats fast and recites Buddha these years, she was also a powerful character when she was young. As soon as she got angry, the hall was suddenly silent. The servants knelt down on the ground, all arched their backs, and buried their heads deeply, not daring to make a sound.

Seeing the silence of these servants, the anger in the old lady's eyes became more and more obvious, and the nasolabial folds on both sides of her nose twitched continuously due to anger.

A deep voice broke the deadlock.

Shen Juan's handsome face was full of self-blame, he took a step forward, with a hoarse voice, and slowly told the whole story. After explaining Shen Fengzhang's injury clearly, his gray eyes drooped, his brows were tightly frowned, and guilt and pain grew in his deep and hoarse voice. Speechless, "—I didn't protect Ah Zhang well, so I ask the old lady to punish me."

Old Mrs. Shen looked at Shen Jun who was full of pain, she wanted to vent her anger but couldn't. The tall and thin young man in Tsing Yi was stained with blood, his pale cheeks were also stained with traces of blood, and he was full of embarrassment.

Although he was an illegitimate child whose mother was unknown, he was also the grandson of her direct relative. This time, Ah Zhang was injured, and he couldn't be blamed if he was careful.

Old Mrs. Shen sighed in her heart, and the anger on her face slowly subsided. With a bit of fatigue, she waved to Shen Jun, "Okay, you don't need to blame yourself too much. You don't need to stay here anymore, go down and wash up, and change your clothes."

The thin and thin boy, who seemed to have suffered a huge blow, answered yes in a low voice, turned and walked out of Jingxingyuan.

Although Mrs. Shen told Shen Juan not to come again, but after washing and changing, Shen Jun hurried to Jingxingyuan to guard against Li Miao's dissuasion. He stayed in Jingxingyuan for a whole afternoon, and he didn't leave until the doctor came out from the inner room and told Shen Fengzhang that he was fine and had fallen asleep.

The servants in the mansion saw Shen Juan's actions today, and discussed in private, thinking that Mr. Da Lang is really generous and kind. Mr. Xiao Lang bullied Mr. Da Lang like that in the past, but Mr. Mr. Da Lang looked haggard and worried and waited for so long outside Mr. Xiao Lang's ward.

When Shen Jun returned to Jiangfuyuan, the sky was already dark, and the night sky was like fading ink. After a hasty dinner, he stepped out of the lobby, stood on the stone steps, and cast his gaze blankly into the courtyard.

At night, the cool breeze blows, the moon is bright and clear, and the moonlight is like water, soaking every plant in the courtyard and spreading on every inch of land, as if covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

Shen Juan looked at the shadows of the plants and trees in the courtyard under the moonlight, and let the cool wind blow his clothes.

Li Miao saw that Mr. Da Lang was in a bad mood, and he thought that Mr. Da Lang was attacked during the day. Unable to say any comforting words, he simply stood behind Da Langjun and accompanied him to blow the air.

The shadows of the grass and trees moved from one end to the other.

Shen Juan frowned slightly, as if encountering a peerless problem.

The cool night wind brought the fragrance of nocturnal flowers, and also made Shen Jun's gentle voice more diffuse. He seemed to be talking to himself, and also seemed to be asking Li Miao beside him, "Why would someone be willing to use their own life to save others?"

Li Miao, who had been blown by the wind for a long time, cheered up after hearing this. He searched around for a moment, then asked back: "Are they the relationship between benefactors and repayers?"

"No." There was no kindness to speak of between him and Shen Fengzhang.

"The person who was saved has power and power, and the person who saved him asked him?"

"No." According to the current situation, if he wanted to please Shen Fengzhang, he should be the one to please Shen Fengzhang.

"Is that father and son? Mother and son?" Li Miao guessed again.

"no."

Li Miao clapped his hands together excitedly, "That's a lover!" He plausibly said, "There are so many people who sacrifice their lives to save each other in this world. It's neither for loyalty, nor for power and wealth, and there is no parental blood bond. Then only Love between men and women!" Li Miao shook his head, "Ask what love is in the world, and teach people to agree with each other through life and death."

The night wind, as cool as water, passed through the hall, there was a rustling sound among the leaves, and the shadows of the trees printed on the ground swayed.

Li Miao's excited voice seemed to come from far away, separated by a wide galaxy, and finally entered his ears.

Shen Juan was shocked suddenly, his eyes, which could not see half of his true emotions, collapsed like a snow mountain, and the frozen lake suddenly cracked, revealing the deep-buried astonishment!

Li Miao didn't notice Shen Jun's sudden silence, and his face was full of joy. Mr. Da Lang has always been extremely smart, and he can do everything with ease. This is the first time Mr. Da Lang is indecisive and has no thoughts. I didn't expect that I could answer questions that Mr. Dalang didn't know.

"Mr. Da Lang, who are these lovers?" Li Miao usually likes to gossip with the three aunts and six wives, but now he endured it and was still curious about who it was that caused Mr. Da Lang to ask.

Shen Juan only felt his temples throbbing. He closed his eyes, temporarily suppressed his astonishment, and after perfunctory Li Miao said a few words, he went straight to his room.

Candles flicker in the bedroom, and there are many shadows. Shen Juan sat at the table, staring at the shadow printed on the wall, Li Miao's excited voice seemed to resound in his head.

"Then there is only love between men and women!" "Ask what love is in the world, and it will teach people how to live and die."

When Shen Junchu heard Li Miao's speculation, he felt incredible and ridiculous. But at this moment, sitting in the room and thinking carefully, his face gradually showed a thoughtful look.

Just as Li Miao said, not repaying favors for loyalty is not because of deep love, not for glory and wealth, apart from the word love, there is no reason for Shen Fengzhang to do this.

Determination slowly emerged in Shen Juan's gray eyes. Only in this way can it explain why Shen Fengzhang humiliated him and ridiculed him on the surface, but helped him and saved him secretly.

After all, Shen Fengzhang is a man, and he is still the little prince of the Shen family. In this world, there are quite a few people who have the habit of Longyang, but they are still generally despised by the world. Shen Fengzhang wanted to revitalize his family business with all his heart, so he definitely didn't dare to expose this habit and provoke the world to look at him strangely.

In addition, although he knew that he had no blood relationship with the Shen family and Shen Yi, Shen Fengzhang didn't.

There are not only male identity as an obstacle, but also blood relationship involved.

Under the double pressure, Shen Fengzhang's mood is very likely to be distorted, because of love and hatred, humiliating him is a way to relieve the pressure.

More likely, she was afraid that she would reveal her inner emotions when getting along with him and be seen by others, so she simply used humiliation to cover up her true emotions.

Shen Juan's eyes staring at Zhuying gradually slowed down, like the black clouds pressing down on the city slowly receding, and there was no longer any wind and waves, nor the tendency of torrential rain. The corners of his thin lips twitched lightly, rarely showing a bit of wanton coquettishness. Unexpectedly, Shen Fengzhang's actions were all out of love for him.

At this moment, the eldest son of the Shen family is neither as polite, gentle and courteous as outsiders in the past, nor as indifferent and numb in front of Shen Fengzhang. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and countless elegant and handsome streams flowed out like a clear spring under the moon. His pale gray eyes were light and suitable, and the light flowed, carrying a strange charm that was breathtaking.

In a humble room, like a pearl and a jade among the rubble.

The handsome and shallow smile shrouded Shen Juan's handsome face like mist, making it difficult for people to see the coldness and calculation in his eyes.

Being coveted by blood-linked siblings, I believe most people will feel disgusted and disgusted. Shen Juan happened to be a different kind among them.

He doesn't dislike Shen Fengzhang's admiration, on the contrary, in just a few moments, he has already figured out how to use Shen Fengzhang's admiration to achieve his goals!

The cool night breeze blows through the window and blows through the candlelight. The candle flame on the lamp danced violently, and the violently shaking light cast dappled shadows on Shen Juan's face. In the flickering lights, the corners of Shen Juan's lips twitched into a smile with a hint of joy, but those gray eyes were like snow on a mountain, and the frost at night reflected the cold light.

The author has something to say: Shen Jun: [Satisfied], I didn't expect that Shen Fengzhang did such an inconsequential thing because he admired me. Heh, then don't blame me for taking advantage of you.

How beautiful the thought is, how painful it is to be slapped in the face.

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