Duke Jing's younger sister

The voices of their conversation were neither loud nor soft.

Yang Lijun was extremely happy. She gave Shen Li a gloating look with a smug expression as if she was going to watch a good show.

However, Shen Li found it very strange that she didn't add a few words.

Shen Li had no idea that after returning to the Yang Mansion from the last palace banquet, Yang Lijun was punished by the family law and was forced to kneel in the ancestral hall for three days before being released.

Now, even though she hated Shen Li, she didn't dare to say anything in front of so many people, for fear that if anything were to get back to her grandfather's ears, she would be in trouble again.

Shen Li smiled and gently pushed Han Yunning's hand away.

"Thank you for your concern, sister. But I am so stupid that I don't know who you are talking about."

She paused, pretending to think for a moment, and continued,

"If I remember correctly, my mother explained the whole story clearly on the day of the marriage proposal. Could it be that you don't believe what my mother said? Do you think... my mother is covering up for your cousin? So you think that your cousin did it on purpose?"

Whether it was intentional or not, everyone present that day knew it clearly.

But understanding is one thing, expressing it out loud is another.

Han Yunning's smile became more and more sincere. He didn't expect that Shen Li was so good at talking that he actually kicked the ball to Yang's side!

No matter how much she wanted to mock, she couldn't destroy her future mother-in-law's stage and go against Yang in front of so many people.

Han Yunning smiled and said,

"Look at me, I'm talking nonsense again! It's because I've seen too many women who hide their thoughts and try their best to climb up the ladder by clinging to men, so I drew a parallel and mistakenly thought that Miss Jiaorui was also such a person. I was just being petty."

Han Yunning slightly restrained his smile, dragged out his voice, and said meaningfully, "But... Sister should have seen this kind of person before, I think you can understand me?"

This statement is somewhat diametrically opposed.

Shen Li couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips. This was a declaration of sovereignty, and also a warning to her not to be the kind of person with ulterior motives and try to get close to Shen Beiqi.

The two looked at each other quietly, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Even Shen Zhiyan sensed that something was wrong.

Han Yunning's words had a bit of an indirect implication. She looked at Shen Li beside her with a little surprise. Could it be that Han Yunning mistakenly thought that A'li was trying to get close to her brother?

Did he say these things on purpose to warn her?

Shen Li was silent for a moment, then smiled nonchalantly.

"I don't think I can fathom the human heart in this world, and I don't think I have the ability to easily capture other people's minds."

"Perhaps... what you consider important may not be what others would want to fight for. Besides, I think that if something is truly yours, no matter how hard others try, they can't take it away. You should read more scriptures and calm down."

Han Yunning looked at her with a half-smile, a hint of viciousness flashed across her eyes, and she subconsciously clenched the handkerchief in her hand.

The woman standing opposite her had almond-shaped eyes as calm as water, and a smile always on her lips, as if she had no hidden meaning or sarcasm at all, and was just chatting with her normally.

After the last palace banquet, Shen Li had always been suspicious of Han Yunning.

Now it seems that she is really targeting me.

People are always willing to believe what they see and what they think.

No matter what you do or how you explain to those who think you are annoying or who are prejudiced against you, you cannot easily change the prejudice in their hearts.

If that's the case, why should we swallow our anger and try to please others blindly?

Her eyes slowly slid down and landed on the silk handkerchief in Han Yunning's hand.

This square handkerchief was not made of the lowest grade plain brocade, but the most expensive cloud brocade in Jixiang Tower.

She couldn't help but chuckle, "Sister, this handkerchief is quite unique."

Han Yunning was startled, not understanding why she changed the subject so much, and said casually, "It's just an ordinary handkerchief. If you like it, you can give it to me, right?"

She raised her hand and handed the handkerchief to Shen Li.

Shen Li sniffed it almost imperceptibly, and then smiled, "My sister just said it casually, how can you take away someone's love, so you should keep it for me."

"…Um, Sister Yun Ning, let's go over there and take a look at the materials. I'll be leaving now."

Shen Zhiyan spoke up in time to interrupt their conversation, then took Shen Li to hide in a corner of the counter, away from everyone in the hall.

"Something sounded wrong to me. What did she mean by that?" Shen Zhiyan leaned close to Shen Li and asked quietly.

"If they think too much and regard me as an enemy, what can I do?"

Shen Li said helplessly.

She liked Shen Beiqi, but she had never thought of competing with her for the position of the Duke's wife.

Could it be that the love hidden in one's heart is also intolerable to Han Yunning?

After choosing the silk threads, the two decided to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible. Out of politeness, they said goodbye to Han Yunning before walking out of Jixiang Tower hand in hand.

Just as he was about to board the carriage, a familiar voice called out from behind him, "Shen Li?"

Is it Luo Cheng?

She turned her head subconsciously and saw a bright young man in red clothes waving at her across the crowd.

Beside him stood a woman in a royal blue gown. Shen Li had met her twice before. She was Luo Cheng's mother, Lady Zhao, Marquis of Wenchang.

After a while, the two of them approached.

Shen Zhiyan and Shen Li hurriedly bowed and greeted Zhao, "Greetings, Madam Luo."

Zhao smiled kindly, "Hurry up, there's no need to be so polite on the street."

"Thank you ma'am."

After the two of them stood firmly, Zhao walked forward with a smile and held Shen Li's hand. The previous few times she saw her, she had only seen her from a distance, but this was the first time she had looked at her from such a close distance.

I saw the woman in front of me with delicate and soft eyebrows, red lips and fair face. She was as quiet as a chrysanthemum. Her whole body exuded a sense of agility and transcendence, and a sense of graceful tranquility that was not clichéd.

At first glance, she is a cute and innocent child.

The last time she was invited to the Shen Mansion to attend the betrothal ceremony, Luo Cheng insisted on going with her.

At that time, she had a vague guess that her silly son might have fallen in love with this Miss Shen San without realizing it.

He felt a little regretful at the time. After all, Miss Shen San had already been promised to someone else and was about to pay the betrothal gifts. Even if he had the intention, he could not do anything to change the situation.

But who knew that there would be such a sudden turn of events?

The person engaged to the Gu family turned out to be Mrs. Shen's niece, a girl named Ren.

Isn’t this a marriage destined by heaven, arranged by Yue Lao?

There are many factors that need to be considered when the eldest son marries a wife, such as whether the family background matches and whether she will be beneficial to the family in the long run. However, as the second son, Luo Cheng does not need to consider too much.

As long as he likes it.

Besides, the adopted daughter of the Duke's Mansion is still superior to that of ordinary families. If they marry her home, the Wenchang Marquis' Mansion will not suffer any loss.