Rebirth of a Concubine's Daughter

Soon, the sound of beatings could be heard in the yard. Aunt Qi was tough and tough, so she gritted her teeth and refused to make a sound. But Feng'er and Qiutou cried as if their mother had died.

Mrs. Lu looked just like Aunt Lan, and there was nothing unusual about her, except that Mrs. Lu's eyes were colder.

“Save me, save me…”

Feng'er kept crying and naturally looked at Lu, but Lu's expression did not change at all. She even lifted her handkerchief to cover her nose in disgust, then glanced sideways at Madam Zhao.

After each of them was beaten with a stick for twenty times, the three men lay motionless on the stool like rotten meat. The servant pulled them down and threw them on the ground.

"Master and Madam have mercy on you and given you a chance, but you still won't tell the truth. Haven't you been beaten enough?"

Nanny Zhao walked forward and stopped just in front of Feng'er, and began to lecture her master. At the same time, she held a purse in her lowered hand. The purse was embroidered by Feng'er herself when her nephew was one month old.

Feng'er closed her eyes and tears fell again. Perhaps when she accepted the money from Lu, she had already anticipated her own ending.

"Master, I swear on my life that it was indeed Aunt Lan who asked me to do this. I am not lying. I curse, curse the person who harmed me to die a miserable death, a miserable death."

Feng'er's voice was full of despair. She had to die, or suffer torture and die in the end. It would be better to end her own life. She only asked Lu to let her family go.

To everyone's astonishment, Feng'er quickly rushed to the stairs under Lu's feet and crashed to death in front of her.

"what!"

It was Shen Lingxi who screamed. Mrs. Lu's face froze and turned pale for a moment, but soon recovered. She stared at Feng'er with a broken head and took a half step back in disgust.

“Ugh…Ugh…”

Aunt Lan covered her mouth and kept retching. It was too bloody.

"Carry the man away, quickly."

Shen Zongyuan had no intention of retrial, especially since the person was already dead.

Feng'er's body was quickly carried out, and the servants came in and out to clean the yard. Shen Zongyuan raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, feeling more and more annoyed.

"Madam Yin, please arrange for someone to send Concubine Lan back."

"Yes."

Although Feng'er committed suicide to express her determination, Aunt Lan was pregnant. Shen Zongyuan would not do anything to a pregnant woman. He could only send her back first, but the feeling of disgust in his heart always remained.

"Dad, you should go back and rest. Grandmother and I are here with you."

The show was over and there was no point for these people to stay, so Shen Nanyan persuaded Shen Zongyuan to leave, but Shen Zongyuan looked up at Mrs. Lu, and finally set his eyes on Aunt Su and reached out to her.

"Alas... I'm so anxious. I'll go sit in Qingyun Pavilion."

"Yes."

Aunt Su has always been gentle. She hurriedly held Shen Zongyuan's hand, and the two left together under Lu's cold gaze.

Mrs. Lu did not enter the old lady's room again, and took Shen Lingxi out of the yard with her head held high. Shen Lingxi walked beside Mrs. Lu without saying a word. Naturally, she knew what happened today.

Shen Lingxi didn't speak until they entered Lu's yard and the mother and daughter entered the room.

"Mother, it's a pity that I didn't bring down Aunt Lan today."

"What are you thinking? She's the apple of your father's eye. It's not that easy, especially since she's pregnant. But there's a rift between your father and her."

"Did Mom find anything?"

"Your father had her maids and servants beaten, and he even started to doubt her. Let's see how long their love can last."

"But my daughter thinks that we should abort Aunt Lan's baby as soon as possible, otherwise it will be difficult to abort the baby when it's too late."

"Of course I know. I haven't found an opportunity recently. Let's wait a little longer. What's going on between you and the Third Grandson recently?"

"That's it. There's no rush. A daughter has to observe three years of mourning for her grandfather's death. Even if there's anything now, it's useless."

"That's right, you have to hold on tight."

"My daughter knows."

Although she and her daughter were planning to harm Aunt Lan, Mrs. Lu already had another bolder idea in her mind at this time, but she didn't dare to act rashly.

All the causes and consequences come from Shen Zongyuan. If Shen Zongyuan died... then the Shen family would be under his control. At that time, no matter whether they were concubines or illegitimate sons, they would all have to live according to his mood. However, if Shen Zongyuan died, the Shen family might no longer be as prosperous as it is now. Therefore, he had to make sure his son had an official position, otherwise Shen Zongyuan could not die too soon.

Shen Nanyan stayed in the old lady's yard until dark, and the old lady slowly woke up, but her complexion was much worse and she was not in good spirits. Shen Nanyan patiently comforted her for a long time, including the severe drought at the border and the court's disaster relief. Only then did the old lady slowly feel relieved and wiped her tears tremblingly.

"I told you all at the beginning, don't let him go, don't let him go, but you guys just wouldn't listen. Look at you now, sigh..."

"Grandmother, even if my brother were in the capital, the drought would have come anyway. It's a natural disaster, and no one can escape it."

"But at home, we can't let him starve. Even if I don't eat or drink, I have to make sure he's full. Now we're so far away, even if we save a mouthful of food, we can't feed him. I, an old lady, can only worry about it."

"Why are you so anxious? The Emperor is even more anxious than you. He is following His Royal Highness Prince Huai. The Emperor will not let them starve."

"I hope so!"

After coaxing the old lady to sleep, Shen Nanyue rested on the couch beside her. The quieter the night became, the more anxious she became. She didn't know when the grain from the court would arrive. The news of the severe drought had even been reported to the capital, which meant that there was probably no grain left at the border.

After thinking for a long time, Shen Nanyan suddenly sat up.

We have our own granary outside the city, so why not transport the grain directly to the border? The court belongs to the court, so sending our own grain there would be an extra guarantee. However, the journey is long, so we may have to find an escort agency.

With an idea in her mind, Shen Nanyue could no longer sit still for a moment. She asked Nanny Yin to look after the old lady, and she quietly left the house with Caifu and headed straight for Baicao Lane.

It was late at night and there were not many people on the road. Caifu followed Shen Nanyan closely, looking around, fearing that there might be any danger.

Suddenly, Shen Nanyan, who was walking in front, stopped.

"Hide, quickly."

Her palms suddenly felt hot. She remembered Wu You had told her that if there was something wrong with her palms, it meant there was danger around and she had to be careful.

But just as Shen Nanyan finished her words, three men came up behind them. Because of the darkness, they couldn't see their appearance clearly, but just by listening to their laughter, they knew that they were not serious people.

Caifu hurriedly protected Shen Nanyan.

"Miss, run quickly and go to where there are many people."

"Take care of yourself and leave me alone."

As she spoke, Shen Nanyan had already clenched her palm, preparing to take out the gun. After using it last time, Shen Nanyan practiced it every day, so she was not afraid at the moment.

But when the three men stretched out their hands and Shen Nanyan was about to raise her gun, a figure seemed to fall from the sky and kicked the three men to the ground.