When the girl's face was pale, and the look of fear in her eyes did not seem to be fake, the old lady couldn't help but think deeply.

After a few breaths of silence, she kicked away the girl's hand holding her leg and said coldly, "People have a mouth, and they can make up any lies, how can I believe you." ”

"This dream was when I returned to Beijing two years ago, the dream was too ridiculous and bloody, Naiqing didn't sleep well for a whole month, and Xunyin was also looking for a way to sleep everywhere because of my nightmare."

The girl's beautiful eyes were full of tears, and her face was full of fear and anxiety.

"Originally, I was about to forget, but today, grandmother, when you said that your second brother-in-law was going to marry me as a continuation, I felt cold all over my body."

"Because the beginning of the dream was when my grandmother asked me if I wanted to do a step-room."

The girl grabbed the old lady's hand, and the cold touch made the old lady excited, "Grandmother, you must believe me!" ”

The old lady was skeptical, there were gods on her head, and everyone was in awe of the gods and ghosts.

"Since you have dreamed of the future, then ......," the old lady said with a chill in her eyes, "but there is evidence that your dream is true?" ”

"Yes."

The girl hung her head, and her dark eyes were dark without the horror and embarrassment that the old lady had seen, deep and indifferent.

"After Naiqing promised to do the family, there was a land movement in Pingzhou, and the uncle was ordered by the Holy Lord to go to the disaster relief, and after he came back, he was promoted to the secretary of the Ministry of Industry."

The old lady's eyes lit up when she heard this.

"Ministry of Justice?"

The Shen family has begun to decline, and it has the name of the Hou Mansion left by its ancestors, but there is no future life that can be reused by the imperial court.

"Yes, from the official position of Yipin, the Ministry of Works."

What the old lady values most is the future of the Shen family.

A little girl who is very easy to control, but dreams of the future...... What a temptation for a declining Hou Mansion.

How could the old lady allow her to marry someone else casually.

Old Madam Shen clenched the Buddha string tightly, "When will Pingzhou move?" ”

The girl raised her head and wiped her tears, and said busily, "It seems to be the beginning of March, and that dream has been going on for two years, and it is probably this day." ”

"In that dream, the uncle had just sat on the throne of Zuo Cheng, and the second brother-in-law suddenly took advantage of the death of the saint to force the palace, and then the Shen family was implicated in the new emperor and the nine clans."

The old lady frowned, her cloudy eyes were clearly extinguished, and her eyes were sharp and mean.

"Since you dare to say it, then wait until the beginning of March, if Pingzhou is not moved......"

The old lady's words were not finished, and the warning was not concealed at all, the girl gritted her teeth and said firmly, "Pingzhou has not moved, but Qing apologizes for his crime with death!" ”

"I can't help you if you want to die." The old lady snorted coldly, "You go back to Qingyuan first, this matter is not allowed to be mentioned to anyone, if you show any rumors in front of outsiders, don't blame your grandmother for being ruthless." ”

The girl seemed to be frightened by the old lady's fierce tone, and shrunk her neck in fear, she leaned over and kowtowed, "Oh." ”

It was night, in the Qingyuan study.

The window sash is ajar, a wisp of spring breeze hits, the candle flame is gently swaying, and a girl in a white shirt is practicing calligraphy with an ink pen, at this time the door is gently pushed open, and Xunyin probes half of her body to come in.

"Girl, the third girl is here."

Shen Naiqing did not have the slightest surprise, and put the pen down perfectly, and his tone was indifferent.

"Said that I was ordered by the old lady to copy the Buddhist scriptures and send them to Princess Yun, and I will not see anyone for the time being."

The three girls of the Shen family...... The lover married his sister, and after his wife died, he had to marry his own sister, but he had no reason to intervene, he was afraid that he would die in a hurry.

Shen Naiqing picked up the rice paper and blew the ink on it, looking at the word "kill" written very neatly one stroke at a time, his red lips pulled lightly, revealing a cold smile, and his eyes were full of cruelty.

In the previous life, Meng Song crossed the river and demolished the bridge to slaughter the Jiang family, and the Shen family took the initiative to take the order to raise the knife in order to please him, and the cup of dove wine before she died was poured into her mouth by the third sister herself.

However, in this life, it is not certain who lives and who dies......

I picked up the Buddhist scriptures that I had written a little bit again, and continued to copy them with pen and ink, and as soon as the word was formed, the door of the study was pushed open with a "bang".

"Shen Naiqing, you are bold, dare to let me eat behind closed doors!"