The rebirth of Shen Da girl

When Shen Xiuyuan died of illness, the saddest person was undoubtedly Mrs. Shen Xiao Chengjun.

In addition to being sad, is there still unwillingness and hatred in her heart?

At Mrs. Shen's age, if you really want to make up your mind to do something, it can be said that no one can stop it.

So, did Old Shenhou Lord know about this meeting with the "eunuch" or not?

Shen Wenxin subconsciously shifted her eyes to the window after thinking about it, and her small movement did not escape the eyes of the other two people in the room.

The person sitting opposite her smiled and took a sip of tea.

His words showed that he "needed" Shen Wenxin.But his posture is very high, which is unfavorable.

Shen Wenxin felt that the quiet room at this time was like a pool of stagnant water, which made her feel bored.

Her gaze turned and finally landed on the small wooden table in front of her.

She looked at it for a while, until she heard the sound of cloth rubbing against her ears.

The maid's suet-like hand appeared in her field of vision, bringing new tea for her.

"Please take your time." The maid said in a low voice. Although her attitude was not respectful, it was not arrogant.

The two of them seemed to be walking in the courtyard in this quiet room, a kind of "laziness" with a well-thought-out plan and a certain chance of winning.

Shen Wenxin also lowered her eyelashes, leaving them with a sleepy look that they didn't want to pay attention to.

Time seems to have stood still here, and only the sound of the wind blowing the green leaves outside the door could be heard, which started and stopped for a while.

After an unknown period of time, there was finally the sound of Mrs. Wang knocking on the door.

"Old lady, the car is ready."

Accompanied by this sentence, was the sound of the door next door being pushed open.

The maid glanced at Shen Wenxin, stretched out her hand and said to her: "Girl, we'll talk about it another day."

With her support, Shen Wenxin stood up.Although she is not tall, she has a bearing that no one dares to despise.

"Farewell."

Shen Wenxin slightly bent his knees, and saluted the person sitting across from him.

In terms of etiquette, she has always been thoughtful.

After the ceremony, she didn't care about the look on the other person's face, she just looked away and looked at the door.

Walking to the door, the maid stepped forward and pushed the door open.

She smelled a scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in a trance, mixed in the afternoon breeze, which seemed not very warm.

She was almost moved by this tenderness, so she stopped in her steps.

Mrs. Shen was standing outside the door, also facing the breeze, not knowing what she was thinking.

After seeing Shen Wenxin came out unscathed, a trace of joy really appeared in her eyes.She seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, her expression relaxed.

In an instant, the old man climbed onto her face, adorning the corners of her eyes and brows.

She beckoned, signaling Shen Wenxin to come closer and come to her.

The first time they met in Shen's residence, she showed such a loving appearance.

Zhen Yuying was still laughing at the side, looking like a joke.

Now, in just a few months, Zhen Yuying has changed from the "Third Madam" who was praised by everyone in the past to a paralyzed doomed person who doesn't know where she is now.

They are all full of flowers, but now only Shen Wenxin is standing against the wind.

Mrs. Shen won't live long.

From her face, Shen Wenxin could already see the time of her death.

Obviously, she felt it herself, so she couldn't wait.

Death is not only a sharp knife hanging over a person's head, but also a whip driving people behind.

Shen Wenxin understood this fear and pain.

From the moment he was imprisoned in Fengheyuan to now, death has always been with him.

She couldn't escape, couldn't avoid it, so she also picked up the whip.

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