When Shen Huaiyuan saw Shen Shen Yue tied to the tree, he was so angry that he didn't hit him. He looked around, grabbed a broom and was about to hit her, but was pushed aside by the sword.
Shen Shenyan was still sitting leisurely on the chair, not in a hurry to speak.
"Si Shenyan, what on earth are you going to do?"
Ever since she woke up that day, there hasn't been a quiet day in this family.
First there were rumors outside, then he moved the yard, then his wife was sent to another yard, and now his daughter is tied to a tree.
Shen Shenyan changed his posture, looked at Shen Huaiyuan with a smile, and lightly opened his thin lips: "Uncle, don't be anxious, my niece just wants to get something from my uncle."
As soon as he finished speaking, Butler Li next to him whispered something into Shen Huaiyuan's ear, and Shen Huaiyuan's expression changed after hearing this.
Shen Shenyan looked at the interaction between the two and smiled.
"As the head of the family, how can I still get a mere ginseng?" Shen Huaiyuan puffed up his chest and looked at Shen Shenyan as if this would give him a little more confidence.
Shen Shenyan nodded thoughtfully and said, "What my uncle said makes sense. As the head of the family, he can naturally take it."
Shen Huaiyuan smiled, how powerful did he think Shen Shenyan was? Wasn't he the same Shen Shenyan who was calm and content in front of him?
Shen Shenyan stood up, crossed her chest and walked to Shen Huaiyuan, looking a little aggrieved: "But what if I want it too?"
Shen Huaiyuan narrowed his pupils, looked at Shen Shenyan and sneered: "Is Ayan planning to steal it?"
Ha! Just like her father back then, he has a bandit spirit.
Shen Shenyan clicked his tongue twice and waved his fingers: "Uncle, what are you talking about? How can it be considered a robbery? I clearly want to make a deal with my uncle."
After speaking, Shen Huaiyuan's face darkened as he pursed his lips in Shen Siyue's direction.
Shen Siyue's face is pale now, and her lips are covered with a layer of dry skin. Where is the beauty of the past?
"Daddy." His voice became hoarse and his voice was inaudible.
Shen Huaiyuan was furious: "Si Shenyan, I advise you to act in a measured way."
Shen Shenyan shrugged innocently: "What is propriety? When has my uncle ever seen me with that thing?"
Shen Huaiyuan choked, but he was quite self-aware.
Shen Shenyan smiled, walked to Luocao, took out his sword, turned sharply, and pointed the sword at Shen Shen Yue's eyebrows. If he got closer, blood could be seen.
Shen Huaiyuan twitched his eyebrows, swallowed, and pointed at Shen Siyue with a trembling hand: "Don't be impulsive. If you have anything to say, say it well."
Shen Shen said that she was really crazy. If he had known this, he should have increased the dosage so that she would never wake up.
Shen Siyue's pupils widened, she looked at the sword above her eyes in horror and cried out: "Sister, please let me go, Zhaixingyuan, right? I won't move, where will you live in the future? Wherever I live, I will listen to your sister from now on."
The girl in front of me was modest and courteous yesterday and looked like a model of a noble woman in every gesture. Today, her waist was bent because of a sword above her head.
Shen Shenyan smacked his lips in his heart, it was so boring.
Shen Shenyue looked at Shen Huaiyuan hurriedly, her voice full of fear: "Dad, where is the ginseng? Give the ginseng to sister quickly, please, daddy."
What etiquette? What face? The man in front of me is a lunatic.
Shen Huaiyuan opened his mouth, where would he find ginseng for her? In order to improve the relationship with the prince, he had already given the ginseng to His Highness the prince.
"What? Uncle, do you think ginseng is not as important as Shen Shen Yue's life?" Shen Shen Yan's eyes were a little sharp, which made Shen Huaiyuan tremble and he quickly denied it.
"Ayan, don't be impulsive. It's not that my uncle doesn't want to give it, it's really gone." Shen Huaiyuan clapped his hands and stared at the sword closely.
He only has one daughter. If his appearance is disfigured, how will he marry into other aristocratic families in the future?
With their Shen family's status, a prince is more than enough.
Shen Shenyan looked at Shen Huaiyuan in disbelief, what did he just say? Send the prince away?
That was her lifeblood. What would she do if she gave away the prince? Should she point her sword at the prince and force him to hand it over?
Shen Shenyan just wanted to scare Shen Huaiyuan, but now she really wanted to kill him.
It seemed that she had to think carefully, should she wait to be killed by that man's bodyguard, or should she really use a sword to force the prince, and then be killed by the nine tribesmen, and drag them along to be companions on the road to hell?
Shen Shenyan was like a deflated rubber ball, throwing his sword to the ground without any strength, his mind filled with that man's cold gaze.
It's over, her life is at risk. Who is Hongluan picking up? Her life is in danger.
Nian Luocao watched Shen Shenyan leave, and the two of them hurriedly followed.
Ruicao came back halfway to pick up the sword from the ground, and frowned as he looked at the sobbing Shen Shenyue.
What does it look like for a woman to cry as a whole? Then... click!
She raised the sword and struck it firmly on Shen Si Yue's shoulder. Shen Si Yue's pupils opened and she fainted.
Luocao looked at Shen Shenyue who fainted and was much pleased with her eyes.
After the three of them had completely left, Shen Huaiyuan hurriedly asked someone to untie Shen Shenyue and kicked Butler Li: "What are you doing standing still? Go get a doctor."
The front hall was in chaos, and Shen Shenyan's Star Picking Courtyard was silent.
Shen Siyan lay on the table helplessly and kicked the chair irritably: "What kind of broken chair is this? Why is it red?"
Then he came to the bed again and kicked it: "What kind of bed is this? Why is it made of wood?"
Nianhuahecaocao: "..." I don't know why, but I feel like the lady is still scared, but not much.
"Miss, why don't I sneak into Tingzhuyuan tonight and kill that man?" Luocao suggested, holding the sword he just picked up in his hand, as if he was ready to fight to the death.
Shen Siyan rolled her eyes at him: "Do you think you can beat the person next to him?"
It's all because she's not strong enough. One day, she will personally pick up that man's head and give it to the young lady as a ball.
Shen Shenyan sighed, lay on the bed helplessly, closed his eyes, forget it, just let it go.
Star Picking Courtyard had been quiet for three days. At noon on the third day, there was a sudden noise in Shen Shen Yan's room. Before Shen Shen Yue could take a closer look, the two of them stood in Shen Shen Yan's room.
A man in black robes, with a sword on his waist, stands on the left side of purple clothes. The man in purple clothes can't see his expression clearly against the light. His innate aura makes people always have the piety to surrender. He wears a purple crown. Wearing white jade, it is as bright as a jade tree and as beautiful as a crown jade.
For a moment, Shen Shenyan suspected that he had entered a world of cultivating immortals again.
"Where's the ginseng?" It wasn't until a familiar voice sounded that Shen Siyan came back to his senses.
Shen Shenyan's mouth opened wide, and the hand pointing at Jun Ce was trembling: "You, you know how to do martial arts?"
The impression that Jun Ce gave her has always been that of a gentle king. He was not as brave as Genghis Khan in bowing and shooting eagles. He should be like King Wen of Zhou, a courteous and virtuous man who knew astronomy from above and geography from below. He was a man of letters.