In this way, Shen Bi stayed by Xu Nian's side for a long time.

Shen Yigui dragged his tired body back home, and was greeted not with words of concern, but with words of blame.

Shen Qianshan sat in front of the hall, dressed in a purple python robe, and he could still see the elegance of his youth when he was middle-aged.

His face was gloomy, and there was a low pressure around him, and the maid was trembling when he served tea, for fear of touching his moldy head.

Shen Yigui received a message from the little maid, and he didn't change his clothes, and slowly stepped on the high steps and entered the hall.

He didn't look at the people in the hall, but clasped his hands together, raised them above his head, and knelt down to salute.

His faint voice sounded in the big hall, faintly echoing.

"Father."

Shen Qianshan looked at him indifferently, and his face darkened a little.

He hated that iron could not be made of steel and said: "Shen Yigui, do you know what is wrong? ”

Shen Yigui put his head between his hands, his voice was a little urned, and he said: "Yigui doesn't know what's wrong." ”

Shen Qianshan sneered, and smashed the cup in his hand not far from his side, and the hot water inside splashed out, burning his white hands crimson.

But Shen Yigui remained motionless, as if he didn't feel it.

"You don't know what's wrong?" He said coldly.

Before Shen Qianshan walked down the hall, he stood next to him, looking condescendingly at this sister-in-law whom he had always been proud of.

Shen Yigui's back was as straight as a pine, and even if he knelt and saluted, he did not bend in the slightest.

"There's nothing wrong with that." He still said this, but the more he said it, the more angry his father became.

"First, as the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, it is not good to stay in Dali Temple, and follow the rabble of Jingzhao Yin Mansion to go out, which is suspected of forming a party for personal gain; Second, did your father teach you to handle cases like this? If the evidence is insufficient, he dares to arrest people, and the arrest is still His Royal Highness the Third Prince, who is the favorite of the Holy Lord today; Third, your sister hasn't seen you lately, so you're like this? ”

Shen Qianshan pressed heavily on Shen Yigui word by word.

Shen Yigui's eyes were a little bitter, but he still said: "Yigui is not wrong." ”

"First, the people of Jingzhao Yin Mansion are not a group of rabble, and I, as the Shaoqing of Dali, are qualified to try cases. Moreover, they will never form parties for personal gain; Second, the third prince is insidious and vicious, Yin comes and goes freely in Jingzhao Mansion, ignoring the laws of the imperial court, and brutally kills four witnesses! The child did not realize that it was wrong to arrest him. Third, the child has indeed been negligent to his sister recently, and next time he will ...... No, it won't. ”

He was still on his knees, and even though his legs were sore, he still bent straight and used his legs as support.

Shen Qianshan was ridiculed again when he heard these words: "Lord Yin of Jingzhao Mansion, Chen Renhe is weak and incompetent, although there is a bit of justice, it is not used on the table, let alone those who follow him." ”

"The three princes are very strategic, if you fight him, you have to be fully prepared, let people prove that they are staying in the palace, and even let people enter and kill them in a grand manner, don't they feel ashamed! And you, stupidly, summoned the elite soldiers given to you by the emperor, in the name of supporting justice, and in the absence of evidence that can be put on the table, to disobey the emperor and arrest the prince? ”

The more Shen Qianshan spoke, the more angry he became, his face turned from black to white and red, like a color palette, if he ignored the current atmosphere, it would be quite funny.

Seeing that he was still indifferent. Shen Qianshan's heart was extremely complicated. In the past, he thought that his son had a good posture of Taishan collapsing in front of him and not changing his face, but now, he couldn't understand him more and more.

"Alright, get up." Shen Qianshan's helpless voice sounded.

Shen Yigui nodded: "Yes." He propped himself on the ground with his hands, and even though his legs were no longer numerous, he still stood straight.

"There you go."

Shen Yigui still looked faint: "Yes, father, the child is retired." He moved his feet and walked out slowly, not in the same flowing posture as before, but walking with his feet trembling slightly.

But there was no wave in his eyes, and the clear figure slowly left Shen Qianshan's sight.

After his father taught him, he was like ten years old, the wrinkles on his face were a little deeper, and the depression pressed his heart.

He sat down on the mahogany chair in the hall and sighed and sighed.

"Anyway, my father, as a first-class official in the imperial court, has to be strict with you, so that the family will not incur decline, and you will be at ease for a lifetime." He spoke softly, but he was already far away and could not hear.

Hopefully he can understand his painstaking efforts.

Shen Yigui returned to the house, took out the wound medicine from the cabinet, sat straight and politely on the stool of the round wooden table, and silently gave himself the medicine on his broken skin and long blistered hands.

I finished everything without saying a word, only faintly hearing a few of his gasps.

"Is my brother in there?" A crisp and pleasant voice sounded outside his door.

When Shen Yigui heard this, he suddenly got up, put the medicine back in its place, opened the window, and sat back down after doing this.

Cangwu and Mingjiu, who were guarding outside, said in unison: "Childe is inside, Childe has ordered, the girl can go in at any time." ”

The little girl nodded slowly, and said, "Let's go in." ”

The two maids in the back hurriedly pushed her in.

I saw that this girl has delicate facial features, white skin and snowy appearance, and her small red mouth makes people want to kiss Fangze, she has Qianqian's fine hands, and she can also be called a stunning beauty.

She was wearing a plain shirt, embroidered with silver silk hook and thread into a tree of begonia flowers, full of branches, pressing down the branches, quite a sense of quiet years.

Just looking down, she was sitting in a wheelchair, and the skirt on her lower body was not wrinkled at all, which showed how upright her sitting posture was.

This is Shen Nanzhi, the only eldest daughter of the Shen family.

"Brother." She opened her eyes and shouted softly, there was infinite dependence in it.

Shen Yigui put the burned hand behind his back, got up and walked in front of Shen Nanzhi.

He slowly squatted down and looked at her, with a hint of emotion in his eyes, as if the fairy had the smell of fireworks. When he swept her legs, a little guilt flashed in his eyes, but this emotion was suddenly covered up by him.

"I'm sorry, Nanzhi, is there any blame for my brother not coming to visit you recently." He apologized.

Shen Nanzhi shook his head and said very obediently: "I don't blame my brother, I know that my brother is a young master of Dali Temple, and he is busy with affairs, and it is normal to forget me for a while." ”

Shen Yigui felt even more guilty, and the hand behind his back slowly clenched.

He touched Shen Nanzhi's hair, and his voice was faint: "Nanzhi, be good." ”

He didn't know what to say, he didn't know how to get along with people, even his own sister-in-law.

Shen Nanzhi saw that he looked lonely, and also thought of what he was thinking.

She pushed the wheelchair by herself, took the bulky thing around Shen Yigui's room a few times, and then turned back to Shen Yigui and smiled: "Brother, aren't I okay now, brother doesn't have to say anything, I just need to see my brother." ”

Her appearance of not worrying and pretending to be happy deeply hurt Shen Yigui's eyes.

He got up and slowly rubbed his hand against the armrest of the wheelchair in a long tone.

"Namji, I want to take you to meet someone, I'm sure you'll like her." He pushed her to the window.

Outside, the warbler flies and the grass grows in March, the climate is warm, and the flowers are in full bloom, but Shen Nanzhi can only be trapped in this square inch.

Shen Nanzhi used to be a lively little girl, her temperament has always been jumpy, and she always has some strange ideas.

She and Shen Yigui have the opposite temperament, many people are suspecting that they are not brothers and sisters, of course, they dare not say this kind of thing on the table, after all, the two of them are indeed brothers and sisters.

Others don't like to stay with Shen Yigui, because his temperament is too cold, and he feels very dull when he stays with him.

But Shen Nanzhi is different, she used to be very clingy to Shen Zhi, even if he didn't say a few words a day.

She was chattering beside her, fluttering butterflies and admiring flowers in his yard, and Shen Yigui was drinking tea and reading on the stone table, a peaceful place.

Shen Nanzhi is a ray of light in Shen Yigui's dark life, illuminating the path in his heart. He is cold by nature, but it doesn't mean that he likes to be lonely, at this time, Shen Nanzhi's enthusiasm is extremely unique and important.

In the end, Shen Nanzhi is indeed his light.

That year, Shen Yigui was thirteen years old and Shen Nanzhi was ten years old.

They went to Lin'an Temple to pray together, except for a few guards and maids, there were only two children.

Unexpectedly, they met the assassins sent by the enemy, and all they wanted was Shen Yigui's life. Unexpectedly, Shen Nanzhi blocked in front of him, and the silver glittering knife pierced Shen Nanzhi's thigh like this.

She said with a pale little face that her brother was leaving, and Shen Yigui's cold eyes were full of astonishment.

Later, rescuers arrived and saved both of them, and the rest died trying to protect them.

His face was covered with blood, holding the petite Shen Nanzhi, kneeling on the ground, but he didn't cry, but suppressed his emotions, and his little face twitched.

Inside the carriage.

His voice trembled, hugging Shen Nanzhi, obviously he also had a few knife wounds on his body, and he touched Shen Nanzhi's leg and kept bleeding.

"Nanzhi, Nanzhi, don't sleep, my brother is here."

Shen Nanzhi opened his eyes weakly, there was no previous light in his eyes, and the light flickered and flickered.

She felt that her life was slowly draining, but when she saw her brother become like this, she pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled: "Brother, ......"

"Don't talk, don't talk, we'll be home in a minute. You look at your brother and listen to him. Shen Yigui said stubbornly, "Nanzhi ......"

Later, Shen Nanzhi was rescued, but his legs were broken forever......

When Shen Nanzhi was treated that day, the kitten-like cry was deep in his heart. He looked into the distance with a cold face, his small fists clenched, as if deciding something.

He found the man behind it.

Everyone, including their relatives, had been stabbed by him, in the exact same place where his sister had been stabbed.

At this point, his temperament became more cold, and he sat in the position of Shaoqing of Dali Temple with his iron and bloody wrists.

In this way, you can protect the people you want to protect.