Qianru rushed out of the house and saw a dead dog in the yard, with blood, intestines and brains scattered on the ground. It was very shocking.
Zhixuan huddled under the eaves in horror and told her hesitantly that these were done by two masked men with fierce eyes.
She thought it must be King Gui who was unwilling to suffer the consequences of being dumb and sent someone to take revenge.
Now that Shangguan Yuan is here, they are just throwing dead dogs and throwing blood.
One day he is not here, the consequences are hard to imagine.
She was very scared.
Shangguan Yuan, however, looked calm and even cooked the bloody dog.
Thinking about that situation, Qianru felt her scalp numb and even woke up from her dream.
The next day, Shangguan Yuan went to court early, leaving her and Zhixuan to stay in the empty house fearfully.
In order to make the little one feel more comfortable, she pretended to be calm and swept around as if nothing had happened. She unexpectedly found a familiar red sandalwood box on Shangguan Yuan's bedside.
In her previous life, she had an exactly the same box, which was specially used to store her favorite works, and she liked to put it next to her pillow.
Seeing that he also had the habit of putting boxes next to his pillow, she was curious about what was inside.
But the box was locked and could not be opened for a while.
Just when she was about to give up her curiosity, a bunch of keys appeared from under the mattress.
She tried it one by one, but she didn't expect it to open.
"Oh my God, this isn't it."
She was surprised and delighted that the box contained poems and poems from her previous life.
How can this be?
He clearly abandoned her in disgust, so how could he take her things from Anhou Mansion and put them beside his pillow? What kind of thoughts did he have? Could it be said that he regretted it later?
She estimated that this should be the case, otherwise why would he want to ask to marry a woman with the same name?
When I feel happy, my fear is greatly reduced, and I enjoy working even more.
At this time, Zhixuan ran towards her excitedly and dragged her outside a locked room.
Through the crack in the door, you can vaguely see that it is filled with various weapons.
Zhixuan was so excited that he even encouraged her to pry open the door.
Isn't it good to live under someone else's roof?
Although he tried to persuade Zhixuan, he couldn't help but be curious in his heart.
She only knew that he was good at using spears, but she didn't know that he secretly collected so many weapons.
So, she took out the keychain from under his mattress and tried them one by one.
Wow! It’s opened again.
There are dozens of kinds of swords, guns, swords and halberds inside, which is dazzling.
There is not much dust on the weapon, so it can be seen that the owner often wipes it.
Qianru admired everything as if they were treasures.
Suddenly, Zhixuan accidentally knocked over a shelf and fell down.
She went over to pick it up distressedly, and unexpectedly discovered that there was still space hidden inside the curtain covering the wall.
The siblings excitedly went over to open the curtain, but they were shocked when they didn't expect it!
There are dozens of god tablets enshrined inside, and the walls are engraved with the word "kill" in various sizes, each stroke expressing boundless hatred.
Who does he want to kill?
She walked to the altar table and found that the tablet of the God in front of her belonged to Shangguan Yuan's father, Shangguan Bo, and there were some old scratches under the incense burner on the altar table.
She moved the incense burner, wiped off the ashes on it, and found that it turned out to be the word "安".
"this?"
She was suddenly horrified, remembering an incident that her father An Xingdao once talked about before getting married in her previous life.
Twenty years ago, An Xingdao and Shangguan Bo were trapped in Gucheng, waiting for reinforcements from Changsunji, King of Gui, but for some reason the reinforcements from Changsunji were delayed.
In order to break out of the encirclement, An Xingdao and Shangguan Bo divided their forces into two groups and forced their way out from the east and west gates.
It was smooth sailing on the Anxing Road side, but Shangguan Bo's entire army was wiped out.
Mrs. Shangguan requested a thorough investigation from the late emperor many times, but nothing happened.
Because of her resentment, Mrs. Shangguan declined all the posthumous titles granted to Shangguan Bo by the late emperor.
Now that I think about it, in her previous life, the Shangguan family asked her to marry her, and then they humiliated her in various ways until they divorced her, all out of revenge.
The entire Anhou Mansion suffered from the catastrophe of confiscation and annihilation of the entire family. Everyone who had a connection with it had their heads removed. Who dared to secretly hide the poems and poems in her boudoir?
Unless he is the one who ransacked the house, he would have the opportunity to rob the house and take away one or two inconspicuous things without anyone noticing.
Thinking that she had fallen in love with her enemy, An Qianru felt hatred, regret and pain in her heart.
She could no longer live here, let alone face Shangguan Yuan pretending to be nonchalant.
But where can we go after leaving here?
How to support Xiao Zhixuan when he is penniless?
The confusion doubled her inner pain.
Just then, Mrs. Shangguan came.
She clearly remembered that she had locked the door and added a stick, but the old lady came in unexpectedly, followed by several familiar grandmothers.
Their eyes met, her mind turned around, she dropped the key chain on the ground pretending to be nervous, and then picked it up again.
I wanted to use this to hint to the old lady that she didn't pry the door in, but used the key to get in openly.
Moreover, with her innocent family background, the old lady most likely would not have thought that her keys were stolen.
Sure enough, as she thought, Mrs. Shangguan thought it was given to her by her son.
Seeing that she didn't make a fuss, she led Zhixuan out in a polite manner.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they stepped out of the door, several nuns blocked them.
Although they looked like a few elderly women, they had quite a bit of skill on their hands and captured them in two strokes.
She gradually remembered that two of the nuns were the old lady's maidservants. They had been with her for decades and even went to war.
When she married into Shangguan's family in her previous life, they often helped the old lady bully her.
Only Aunt Zi Ning, who didn't do anything next to her, was kinder, and she would finish the order every time.
But so what, she can't make the decision, and the master is still here.
And Qianru didn't expect that her act of dropping the key and picking it up just now had already provoked old lady Shangguan.
She originally brought people to deal with them, but now that this happened again, a physical and physical torture came in an instant, but there was no slap in the face.
She gritted her teeth and endured it without saying a word, not wanting to be looked down upon by this hateful old woman.
But they just wanted to see her give in. The less she yelled, the more they beat her until she vomited blood and wanted to stamp her again.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Aunt Zi Ning intervened and said, "Miss, she is the one who is dear to the young master after all. If we continue to fight, I'm afraid it will damage the harmony between you mother and son."
The old lady thought for a moment, then continued with the idea of bullying her, and coldly threw a few banknotes in front of her.
She originally dismissed it, but thinking about her future livelihood, she had to hold back her pride and pick it up.
Three hundred taels, although not much, was enough for her to raise Zhixuan frugally.
"Miss An, take it and go. Even if my lady nods and lets you follow the young master, you still can't be the wife of the wife because of your life experience. It's better to leave this place of right and wrong, find an ordinary person to marry, and live the rest of your life safely.
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Aunt Zi Ning had built the ladder for her, but if she accepted the three hundred taels, could she still be An Qianru?
Just when she was about to throw it away, the old lady's words made her change her mind.
"In the battle of Gucheng, your father An Tai was entrusted by An Xingdao to send a letter asking for help, but he failed to bring the letter. As a result, Yuan'er's father and all his close associates were all killed. The things enshrined in that house were all because of you.
The person whose father died. He approached you and An Tai just to find out the truth about that year and to bring down King Gui to avenge his father. If you don’t believe it, you can wait until he comes back to confront you."
If An Tai really harmed Shangguan Bo, with the old lady's temperament, could he still let their siblings live?
It's obviously a lie.
But nothing happens out of nowhere, there must be some unknown reasons behind it.
No matter what it was, she, a weak woman with nothing to rely on and who was being played by others without knowing it, would not be able to seek revenge against Shangguan's family.
If you still pretend to be innocent and give up the compensation given by your enemies, you will have to live in extremely difficult days.
Only stupid, foolish, and heartless people would make such a choice.
But three hundred taels is really too little.
So, she gritted her teeth and paid back the price, "One thousand taels."
"Okay, but I want you to write a receipt and sign it."
What's so difficult about that?
She didn't delay at all and finished writing as soon as the pen and ink arrived.
When the old lady saw the receipt, she happily gave her two hundred taels more, and ordered her to get on the carriage she had prepared and leave the capital immediately.
She ignored it and only took one thousand taels.
With this money, you can buy a house and land, and truly take root in the capital. Who would foolishly go elsewhere?
During the period of making a living independently, she gained some knowledge and knew that money is yours only if you can keep it.
So, as soon as she left the house, she found a deserted alley, hid most of the banknotes in the soles of her and Zhixuan's shoes, and then led Zhixuan pitifully to the spacious street.
"Sister, I will try my best. Sooner or later, I will take back all the grievances I suffered today."
She didn't want Zhixuan to live with hatred, so she pinched his serious face gently and told him not to take the old lady's untrue words to heart.
But the little guy thought more than she did, "If Brother Shangguan comes into contact with our family with ulterior motives, then he may be the murderer of daddy."
"Zhixuan, you can't just listen to everything, you must also see. Hearing is in vain and seeing is true. If you really want to distinguish right from wrong, you must work hard to develop your skills, strive for fame, and let the evildoers be brought to justice."
"How many years will it take? Can't we treat others in their own way? Sister, you were not taught this way before. Why do I feel that you have completely changed since you drowned?"
She smiled softly, "Then do you like the sister now or the sister before?"
"Aren't we all sisters?" The little guy hesitated for a moment, then grabbed her hand and snuggled close to her, "My sister is getting better and better, and I like it all."
At this time, a luxuriously decorated carriage stopped beside them,
The small curtain was opened by a few slender snow-white jade fingers, revealing Zhao Xianer's pretty face.
"It is truly a God-given fate that I unexpectedly met you, my sister, here."