Duke Jing's younger sister

Her eyes were fixed on his chest, where she could see the feather-light silver embroidery on the dark blue brocade, as well as the marks of her tears.

Shen Beiqi waved his hand gently, and countless footsteps hurried in, and after a moment, they filed out.

The room became quiet again.

After a long time, he let her go.

She mustered up her courage, slowly looked back, but Ziyuan was no longer in the room.

A blood-red flower bloomed on the gray-white wall.

The bright red color was like a sharp dagger, piercing her eyes and causing her heart to ache.

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. It’s not that there is no reward, it’s just that the time has not come yet.

She will definitely find them all, not one less, and make them kneel in front of Ziyuan's grave and repent, and give Ziyuan justice!

……

The next day, Luo Jue swaggered into the gate of Shen Mansion.

He was a frequent visitor to the Shen family, and the doorman only had to greet him when he saw him, without even having to lead the way.

When Luo Jue arrived at the study room with ease, Shen Beiqi was sitting behind a pear wood desk in front of the window. The fingers holding the scroll were slender and well-proportioned, with distinct joints.

Luo Jue glanced at the title of the book and asked curiously, "Why are you reading a military book?"

Putting the brown wooden box in his hand on the desk, Luo Jue launched a surprise attack, trying to snatch the scroll from Shen Beiqi's hand.

Unexpectedly, that guy simply blocked it with his arm, allowing Luo Jue to grab and pounce on him from left and right, but he was unable to touch the corner of the book.

After a few rounds, Luo Jue was defeated. He panted and sat down on the edge of the couch, crossed his legs and asked Yue Yang to serve him tea.

Shen Beiqi remained calm, glanced at him calmly, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"You're a little weird!"

"What's weird?"

Luo Jue held his chin with his hand and stared at Shen Beiqi with a slightly inquiring look, "In the past, you would read military books to calm your mind when a war was about to break out. Now that the Northern Territory and Liangzhou are both peaceful, why are you reading military books so carefully?"

Who says military books can only be used for fighting wars?

Shen Beiqi closed the scroll in his hand and put it aside. He stretched out his hand to pull the box brought by Luo Jue closer and replied slowly, "Read a book a hundred times and its meaning will become clear. You should read more books too!"

"Come on! As soon as I see those densely packed words, my head, legs and body ache. I still want to live two more days!"

Shen Beiqi opened the wooden box, which contained a few bunches of wild flowers. The flowers were light purple and clustered together. They looked a bit like the pomegranate flowers in the yard, but a little smaller.

From the northern border to Jiangdu City, riding at full speed day and night, it would take at least seven days to get back, so the flowers and leaves are a little wilted.

Yue Yang came in with tea and with a cold face, he offered the tea on the tray to Luo Jue.

In fact, the work of serving tea was not his responsibility before. There were servants in Cuibai Hall who were specifically responsible for serving tea.

However, for unknown reasons, the master not only ordered the execution of Fanghua, the maid who cleaned the house, some time ago, but also sent away all the slaves in Cuibai Hall.

Now, this whole yard is filled with men, nothing but men!

Yue Yang sighed secretly, turned around and saw the flower held between Shen Beiqi's fingertips, and then asked, "Master, is this the Zi Tuo flower that Deputy General Zhang found?"

Luo Jue blew the tea and complained, "It's so hot today, and you still brew such hot tea. Is the tea in your Shen family for drinking or for drying?"

Yue Yang was too lazy to pay attention to him and decided to drink or not.

Shen Beiqi brought the flower close to his nose and sniffed it. Although the flower was a little withered, it still had a faint rich fragrance.

He closed the lid again and told Yue Yang, "Go and ask the third lady to come over..."

Then he said again, "No, please ask her to go to the main hall."

Luo Jue made two "tsk tsk" sounds and said sarcastically, "My own sister can't even enter your study? People who don't know would think that there are some priceless treasures in your study!"

Shen Beiqi gave him a cold look in response, and Luo Jue suddenly felt that the tea in his hand didn't seem so hot anymore.

When Shen Li arrived at Cuibai Hall, Luo Jue was a little surprised.

When I saw him from afar in Xing'anfang last night, he seemed full of energy. How come he looked so haggard after not seeing him for just one night?

She was wearing a plain white brocade dress with light pink peach blossoms embroidered on the hem. Unlike her usual gentle and graceful look, she looked a little colder and more indifferent, as if covered with a layer of ice and snow.

And those lively deer eyes had now become dull and lifeless, and the whole person looked like an eggplant hit by frost, without a trace of energy.

Luo Jue couldn't help but ask, "Miss Shen San, are you sick? Have you seen a doctor?"

Shen Li's lips were pale, and she bowed to him with a faint smile, "Brother Lao Luo is worried about me, I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well last night."

Luo Jue didn't know what happened last night.

But even if he knew, what could he do? In the eyes of others, Zi Yuan's death was just a trivial matter.

It's so small that it can be forgotten with just a mention and a laugh. No one will remember it or care about it. They might even laugh at her for being sympathetic and hypocritical.

Shen Beiqi leaned back in his chair, looked at her quietly for a while, sighed slightly and said, "Ali, open this box and take a look."

Shen Li responded, took the wooden box, opened it and saw the half-dried flowers and leaves inside, and asked puzzledly, "What is this?"

Shen Beiqi: "Take a sniff, does this flower scent sound familiar to you?"

She nodded, gently picked up a bunch of flowers with her fingertips, put the stamens close to her nose, and after sniffing several times, she seemed to be thinking about something.

Luo Jue asked, "How is it? Do you feel like you have smelled it somewhere before?"

"Ah."

Shen Li closed the box again, "Brother, this is the strange flower scent I told you about."

"Why don't you smell it more carefully? Can you be sure in just a short while?" Luo Jue was a little skeptical.

"This fragrance is very special, so I remember it very clearly. I just don't know if Concubine Zhao has ever smelled this kind of floral fragrance?" Shen Li said lightly.

Shen Beiqi waved his hand, and Yue Yang stepped forward to put the box away.

"Send it to Commander Zhang."

"Yes!" Yue Yang bowed and left.

Shen Li was afraid that the two of them still had something to discuss, so after bowing, she was about to go back to Qinghui Courtyard, but she didn't expect to be stopped by Luo Jue.

"Miss Shen San, can you make tea?"

Shen Li paused and turned back, "I know a little."

"The tea that Yueyang brewed is too unpalatable. Could you trouble Miss San to make us a cup of tea?"