When Second Master Shen and Rong heard this, they looked at each other with ugly faces.

They did say it, but they said it behind their backs when Shen Mingnan first returned to the Shen family eight years ago.

At that time, Shen Mingnan was dirty all over his body, as if he had crawled out of a mud pit, and he was thin and covered with injuries.

Only those eyes were clear and bright, with a calm that did not belong to a ten-year-old child.

Old Taijun Shen only glanced at it and decided that this was the bloodline of the Shen family, but Shen Guogong did not admit it, because when Gongyi Yunmei was giving birth, a fire quietly came, and the entire Furong Pavilion was burned out.

He saw with his own eyes the charred corpse of the woman and the baby who had been burned to death at birth.

Ten years later, the boy who suddenly appeared said that it was his blood and bones, which he did not recognize.

He was even a little shameless, in his heart, Gongyi Yunmei had betrayed him a long time ago, but he didn't say anything about this shameful thing, except for one drunkenness, which was heard by Shen Erye.

Shen Guogong's eyes moved to Shen Erye, Shen Erye was also red-faced, the night Shen Mingnan came back eight years ago, Shen Guogong pulled him to drink.

confided in some secret things, and he was apprehensive in his heart, so he went back and told his wife that he wanted to be overheard by Shen Chan, who was only five years old at the time.

This is now.

Now that the matter is exposed, the husband and wife don't know what to say.

Only Mrs. Shen was furious: "It's ridiculous!" ”

"Brother Nan is the bloodline of the Shen Mansion's relatives, and his appearance is seven points like his mother, but those eyes are very similar to the old prince."

When he was young, Shen Laoguo looked very sunny and handsome, especially the beautiful and amorous peach blossom eyes, when he laughed, he didn't know how many little girls' hearts he had captured.

But in the end, this flower was still picked by her, so when she saw Shen Mingnan, she remembered what Shen Lao Guogong looked like when he was young.

This is clearly the bloodline of Gongyi Yunmei and Shen Zhongyong.

Mrs. Shen thought that it was obviously the child of two people, but Shen Mingnan did not inherit half of Shen Zhongyong's appearance.

It is estimated that beating the mother's womb also dislikes his boundless father.

The matter was revealed, and Shen Guogong didn't pretend anymore: "Mother, Yunmei is ...... She's not chaste! ”

Old Taijun Shen snorted coldly: "You also have the face to accuse Yun Mei, it is you who carry the sedan chair eight times, and the three books and six ceremonies bring people into the door, and it is also the day you get married and mingle with other women, what face do you have now to accuse Yun Mei of being unchaste." ”

"She married you as the lord of the county, and in the end it became her fault?"

Qi Shi listened to the allusion in Old Taijun Shen's tone, and was a little ashamed to raise his head.

She is the other woman in Mrs. Shen's mouth......

This is also the only time she overwhelmed Gongyi Yunmei and raised her eyebrows.

On her wedding day, the envoy deceived the groom and the groom, what is more painful than staying alone in the empty room on the day of marriage?

And her dignified young daughter of the Marquis of Guangping made him a concubine, and she only felt that she had won the battle before, but now that she thinks about it, she doesn't want to admit that she was once Shen Zhongyong's concubine.

This is also the reason why Mrs. Shen didn't want to see the Qi family, broke the rules of their Shen Mansion and accepted the first concubine.

Shen Guogong's face was red and blue, and his eyes seemed to be back to that night.

Gongyi Yunmei will never smile at him again.

There was indifference between her eyebrows.

He was sentenced to death for just committing a mistake that a man would make.

He was also killed.

Qi Lian drugged him, and he treated Qi Lian as a public ceremony Yunmei.

When he woke up again, the sky had fallen, and she was still wearing the same splendid red wedding dress, and the cold in her pine and snow-like eyes made his heart palpitate.

She looked at him, without saying a word, and turned around as if to isolate him from her world.

I never said a word to him again.

She's dirty.

Shen Guogong turned around and left Fumantang, Qi looked at his back, and the sarcasm in his eyes grew bigger and bigger.

Shen Zhongyong's affection is pretended to be for himself.

Old Taijun Shen didn't care about Shen Guogong, she looked at Second Master Shen: "Bai Rin, tell me, why does Sister Chan want to identify her third brother as not the bloodline of the Shen family?" ”

Second Master Shen's lips pursed, and he didn't say a word of rebuttal.

He blamed it, and it was he who spread it.

Mrs. Shen snorted coldly: "I think it's good for Sister Chan to fall into the pond this time to wake up her brain." ”

"You dare to say this kind of fallacy everywhere, you'd better make it clear to Sister Chan that Brother Nan is the descendant of the Shen family."

"It's also the next head of the Shen family!"

"Don't let her say anything outside, let me hear this kind of rumor again, don't blame my family law for serving."

Rong lowered his head and bit his lower lip tightly: "Yes, mother-in-law, we will definitely discipline Chan'er well when we go down." ”

Second Master Shen left Fumantang with his wife.

There are only three people left in the entire Fumantang.

Shen Lao Taijun, Shen Mingnan, and Zhao Huiwei, who has no sense of existence.

Her eyes turned around at his back, it was really a rugged experience, and she inexplicably thought that Shen Mingnan, who was only ten years old, came to this huge Guogong Mansion to recognize his relatives alone.

Not to be seen, to be ostracized.

In an instant, she felt distressed, and she was upset for the little Shen Mingnan, obviously he should have grown up in fine clothes and jade food, but it took ten years to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors.

Shen Mingnan stepped forward, stretched out his hand and gently patted Shen Taijun's back: "Grandmother is not angry, it's not worth it." ”

"How can I not be angry? Can this kind of talk be spread randomly? ”

Old Taijun Shen was very angry, the fire eighteen years ago was already weird, as for Shen Mingnan being able to come back alive to recognize his relatives, it should have nothing to do with the Gongyi family forces behind him.

Thinking of this, she also had a headache, the only thing she was glad about was that Shen Mingnan was still alive, and he was a treasure that their Shen family had lost and recovered.

Old Mrs. Shen patted his hand: "Go back, you should be tired after a day's work." ”

Shen Mingnan bowed: "My grandson retires." ”

Zhao Huiwei also gave a salute and followed Shen Mingnan out.

Mrs. Shen looked at the backs of the two from behind, it was really a match, and I only hoped that this little girl could open Brother Nan'er's closed heart.

Old Mrs. Shen seemed to see Shen Mingnan eight years ago again, not at all like a ten-year-old child, so thin that he would be broken when he pinched it.

His body was covered with whip marks, knife marks, except for the jade snow-like face, none of his body was intact, and those black eyes were undisturbed and deadly.

She didn't dare to imagine what happened to him, and she didn't dare to ask, for fear of drawing his shadow, so she could only rub medicine on him while crying.

When he came back, he was very indifferent, he didn't like to talk, he always sat alone in the corner in a daze, Shen Lao Taijun tried all kinds of methods to be good to him at that time, and finally a year later, he heard him call "grandmother".

The memories were a little distant, but Mrs. Shen couldn't forget them, she raised her hand and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Chaohua stepped forward and handed a brocade hand: "Old lady, it's getting late, do you want to rest?" ”

Mrs. Shen didn't take Jinpa, and a breeze blew in the open door, wiping away her tears: "When people are old, they love to be sentimental." ”