"Whoa-" The sound of the water was accompanied by a biting coldness, and the filthy droplets of water dripped down the already ragged clothes to the ground, causing inconspicuous ripples in the not deep layers of water.

"What's the matter, do you pick up customers." The old bustard casually uttered a few words from his heavily coated rouge lips, and his eyes did not even take his eyes off his bright red nails.

Shen Qingyan raised his eyelids lightly, and his eyes were still innate arrogant. She hadn't eaten a drop of water or rice for three days. The inhuman whipping had tormented her almost as much as a gossamer, and from head to toe she had not lost anything except her envious face, and had been carved with hideous whip marks, some of which had scabbed, and some of which were spilling blood.

The old bustard looked at Shen Qingyan, who was not in the oil and salt, sneered, clapped his hands, and summoned a few strong men.

"With a foxy face, what a chaste martyr! I really think I can't do without you? ”

The last trace of clarity in Shen Qingyan's eyes gradually disappeared, and he finally couldn't hold back, a bitter smile overflowed between his dry lips, and he slowly raised his head, and his dry lips were bitten out by the shell teeth and blood beads were left along his jaw, unwilling to look at those obscene and filthy faces, unwilling to imagine the next insult.

The field of vision gradually blurred, and everything in front of him seemed to be coated with white light. There was a spider on the roof spitting silk and crawling nimbly towards the window.

His body was in pain, his ears were panting dirty, his heart was surging with hatred, and his mind was indeed the picture of his father and brother who died tragically.

"Light face, a girl's family, stable focus."

"Girl, let me see before you go to your mother-in-law's house, that person must pass my assessment."

"Light-faced, let's go!"

"Girl...... No one will bully you in the future...... Take care of yourself......"

The severe pain on his body became more and more intense, and Shen Qingyan only felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter, and the scene in front of him became more and more blurred.

"Father...... Brother...... Yan'er is so tired, I'm sorry, I can't avenge you......"

The sunlight shone through the screen window in the room, and the shadows of the trees swayed brightly and darkly on Shen Qingyan's face. The slender feather eyelashes trembled a few times, and slowly opened his misty eyes, and his eyes were glowing with a layer of beautiful water waves after a long sleep.

"Miss, you're awake!" With a smile in her emerald sparrow-like voice, she hurriedly brought over the freshly dried tea and waited for Shen Qingyan to drink it.

Shen Qingyan subconsciously took the teacup, her eyes staring at Cuiwi's familiar and unfamiliar face in a daze, her thin moist lips slightly open in fright.

"Miss, what's wrong, is there anything else uncomfortable? The fever has subsided, and it should be fine! I'm going to call a doctor......"

"Emerald wisp! I'm fine...... Just let me be quiet for a while. Shen Qingyan took a sip of tea, trying to calm himself down. How so? Didn't you die? Didn't Emerald be assassinated while on the run to protect herself?

Shen Qingyan turned up his water sleeves and saw his jade lotus-like arms, without a trace of whiplash.

"Emerald Wisp, what year is it?"

"Forever...... Ten years of eternal work, miss, are you alright? ”

“…… It's okay, I'm fine. Shen Qingyan was silent for a long time, unable to say anything in his heart, his cheeks twitched uncontrollably, laughter and tears were intertwined, and every cell in his body was filled with joy and hatred.

Shen Qingyan clenched his fist tightly and let go, his onion-like fingers gently stroked the bed made of pineapple wood, and slowly moved to the cicada wing yarn sleeping tent to rub it, and finally held back the tears in his eyes.

"Cuiwi, help me change my clothes."

"Yes, miss." Cui Wei watched Shen Qingyan return to her previous appearance, but when the weirdness just now was due to the discomfort after the illness, she put her mind at ease, and hurriedly waited for Shen Qingyan to put on her shoes and carried her to the dresser.

What is reflected in the bronze mirror is a beautiful face, the skin is like condensation, the original eyebrows are like daisies, the peach blossom eyes with water waves, the tips of the eyes are full of style, the bridge of the nose is straight, the lips are not dotted and Zhu, the elegance that can not be concealed at the beginning of a serious illness is peerless, and a flattering face of the Oiran that can lead any man to linger, but it is rare to meet a true person. This is exactly what he is in 28 years.

Gently stroking the bronze mirror, how long has it been since I have taken a good look at my face, this face that has made me suffer so much.

After a simple combing, I simply combed a ponytail without rouge and gouache, and the remaining black hair naturally hung down between the thighs. Cui Wei said goodbye to the last hairpin flower, and brought a moon-white plain dress to prepare to change for Shen Qingyan.

"Cuiwi, bring me my ochre-red shirt."

"But, miss, didn't you mean ......"

"If you can't whitewash it, you'll be called a fox, so why bother with it. From today onwards, I will only wear colors that belong to Shen Qingyan. ”

Shen Qingyan got up and opened the screen window, raised his head, the sun was dazzling, his eyes were a little hot, he squinted comfortably, and the corners of his mouth curved a little.

"What about my father and brother?"

"The master has gone to the court, and the young master is probably in the bamboo garden."

"Let's go to the bamboo garden and have a look."

What Shen Qingyan didn't expect was that the first person she saw after she was reborn was Cui Wei, and the second was not her father and brother who she wanted to see the most, but the enemy she hated the most.

In the last life, when Shen Qingchen was two years old, his biological mother died of hemorrhage after giving birth to Shen Qingyan, and before she died, she entrusted her dowry maid Meng Ru to her husband Shen Mingwei, firstly, because she hoped that her infatuated husband would be taken care of after her death, and secondly, because Meng Ru had saved her life and hoped that she could have a good home. When they were young, Shen Qingchen and Shen Qingyan regarded Aunt Ru, who watched them grow up, as their biological mothers, and they also loved Aunt Ru's gentle words later. But what I never expected was that when Shen Qingyan was eighteen years old, Meng Ru and her mistress took away the Shen family's property, and created false evidence to slander Shen's father for corruption, causing the Shen family to fall into a place of no return.

Looking at Meng Ru, who was walking slowly with lotus steps in front of him, Shen Qingyan had a sneer in his heart, probably mixed with a little loneliness, facing this woman who used to be like his own mother.

"Light face, why did the illness just come out." Meng Ru frowned slightly, her skin was delicate, she applied a little powder, and her whole person was soft and gentle, she was the beauty of a little woman in the south of the Yangtze River, and she was nearly forty years old, but she was no different from when she was young.

"Is there anything else that is uncomfortable?" The pungent smell of fragrant powder came along with Meng Ru's raised sleeves, which made Shen Qingyan feel a little sick to his stomach.

"I feel a little heavy and want to come out and breathe." Shen lightly dodged Meng Ru's outstretched hand without a trace, and a smirk appeared on his face.

"Let's go back after a while, so as not to get the wind, and tonight I will send a maid to bring food to your room."

Shen Qingyan raised her eyebrows when she heard this, if she remembered correctly, she fell into the water at Shen Wanyan's banquet three days ago, and four days later, that is, tomorrow, she would meet the person who had disturbed her life and eventually caused her to die of humiliation at the birthday banquet of the third prince, and today was the day her father announced the news.

"Don't worry about Aunt Laoru, Qingyan will take care of herself." Shen Qingyan owed a debt, ignoring the other party's hypocritical mask of rift, and passed by.

In the last life, she was immersed in a happy family, and she believed in the maternal love given by this femme fatale, and in this life, she couldn't call out that mother's kiss no matter what. Want to pave the way for your own daughter and find a good son-in-law? I just won't let you get your wish.

At this time, Mucheng is in summer, the sun is shining, and there is a hint of heat in the air. There was a breeze in the bamboo garden, and the gusts of bamboo finally eased the heat.

Shen Qingyan entered the bamboo garden in red clothes, and the shadows were full of shadows, shaking people's eyes and disturbing people's hearts.

A bamboo leaf flew straight past Shen Qingyan's steps, disturbing the tinkling of the bead curtain. Looking in the direction where the bamboo leaves were flying, the man in white with black hair broke into his eyes.

Shen Qingyan pinched his fingertips fiercely and pressed the tears that came up.

"Why, is it stupid to be sick once?" It's still the casual white clothes, it's still the untied black hair, it's still the eyes with arbitrariness, but it's still with the youthfulness that only a teenager has. The habitual flirtatious voice hit Shen Qingyan's ears, and finally she couldn't help but throw herself into the man's arms.

"Girl, although you are a brother and a suave brother, you can't flirt with your brother in broad daylight, right?" Shen Qingchen was a little smiling and a little puzzled, and in the end, thousands of words just turned into a joke.

Shen Qingyan cleaned up his mood, slowly raised his head, looked at Shen Qingchen's delicate face and smiled. Shen Qingchen was the most handsome man she had ever seen, and even the man in her heart was not as good as him. When he was crowned, the marriageable woman in Mucheng was almost like a hungry wolf pounced on food, and she clung to this most beautiful man in Mucheng, but it was a pity that Shen Qingchen was too arbitrary and casual, and he never really took a woman to heart. Only Shen Qingyan, who is truly favored by him, knows that Shen Qingchen is frivolous on the surface, but indifferent on the inside, and how can a person who can't even walk in his heart deserve to spend the rest of his life together. treats women, although they flirt, they never exceed the rules.

"What? I'm a prime minister's daughter, in my own house, it's not okay to hug my own brother? Shen tilted his head lightly, looking pampered.

Shen Qingchen smiled and flicked it towards his sister's forehead, as a response to her coquettishness.

"Knowing that the fox's tail can't be hidden, are you willing to dress up?" Shen Qingchen was a little surprised, although Shen Qingyan was indifferent, he had a very charming face, and he took a lot of effort to cover up his flattery on weekdays, but today he wore an ochre shirt that he would never touch before.

"Isn't that bad?"

"I have already said that the fox's body is dressed in a rabbit skin, and he is too wronged himself."

When Shen Qingchen and Shen Qingyan came to the lobby together, Meng Ru and Shen Wanyan were already inside. Shen Mingwei sat in the right position, holding the tea lid in his right hand and gently buttoning the rim of the cup, frowning unconsciously, looking a little irritable.

Shen Qingyan stabilized his mind, and sat down next to Shen Wanyan as soon as he saluted with Shen Qingchen. Facing Shen's father, the corner of his eye was looking at Shen Wanyan. Shen Wanyan wore a light goose yellow gauze dress today, which made her already beautiful face even more delicate. Shen Qingyan raised his eyebrows, picked up a piece of pea yellow and put it in his mouth.

"Sister Qingyan, how is your health, are you okay?" Shen Wanyan stretched out her hand to probe her forehead, but when her apricot-colored nails were about to touch Shen Qingyan's skin, she grabbed her wrist.