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Chapter 23 Old Events

After sending away Shen Qiaoran who looked worried, Shen Qiaoran lazily leaned on the soft beauty couch after washing up, yawned, and took a painting notebook casually, flipping through it. .

"Girl, it's getting late, why not take a rest early." Ju Bai stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

Shen Qiao looked down at the drawing book, unmoved.

"hold on."

Entering the palace today, Shen Qiaochen only brought Yunling and Zifu with him. Jubai and Qingdai stayed in the palace. One of them was steady and the other careful. Together with Aunt Lin, they kept the management of Yilan Hospital closely. Breathable.

It is precisely because of this that some people who already have ghosts in their hearts become increasingly restless.



In the Bishui Pavilion, all objects that could reflect human figures were put away.

A thin figure was lying on the couch, quiet and lifeless. The thick bed curtain faintly covered most of the head of the bed, leaving only a small gap at the end of the bed.

A plain white hand brushed open the bed curtain, and the visitor raised his head, revealing Mrs. Bai's expressionless face.

"How long do you want to lie down?" Bai Lin said softly.

The person on the couch moved when she heard the words, and slowly opened the brocade quilt that covered most of her head with a plain hand, revealing half of her beautiful side face. She paused and slowly turned her head. Surprisingly, she On the other half of his face, a long cut was made from the corner of his eyes down to the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps it had been drugged, so the bright red color of the previous few days was no longer there, but the brown powder combined with the opened skin made it look very hideous and terrifying.

Looking at the wounds on her daughter's face, Bai Lin's breath froze, and she finally turned her head away.

Seeing that even his mother didn't want to look at this face again, Bai Xiaonian sneered: "What else can I do? This is the Shen family, what can you do to them? Even if Shen Qiaoqi deliberately destroyed my face, Face, you are still powerless!!”

She gradually became excited, "And that Shen Qiaochen, who is she? Is she worthy of laughing at me? Why is she so lucky? Why didn't she drown!..."

At the end of the sentence, his words gradually became incoherent, and there was only deep hatred in his eyes, faintly revealing madness.

Seeing Bai Xiaonian losing control, Bai Lin was indifferent and just asked Grandma Sun beside her to step forward to stop him, while she stood aside and watched coldly.

If others saw this scene, they would be shocked. After all, Mrs. Bai Lin at this moment is completely different from the gentle, polite, cheerful and straightforward Mrs. Bai in the past.

It's just that at this time, in Bai Xiaonian's boudoir in Bishui Pavilion, apart from the mother and daughter, there was only Bai Lin's confidant, Grandma Sun. As for the maids and mothers sent by the Shen family, they were all sent away to rest early. Already.

"Okay, what's the use of talking about it now."

Bai Lin said coldly, then walked to the table and sat down, pouring himself a cup of tea. Since the maid on night duty had been sent away in advance, the tea in the pot was already cold. Bai Lin did not dislike it and still sipped it. Drink in small sips.

His mother's sarcastic words completely hurt Bai Xiaonian's heart. He thought of Shen Qiaochen being loved and cherished by everyone in the Shen family since he was a child, but he had not been close to his mother since he was a child. Even if his face is ruined now, he still can't get the Bai Lin family. All of this made the tight string in Bai Xiaonian's heart instantly break, and the surging hatred could no longer be suppressed.

"Why! Why do you do this to me! Why wasn't you the one who married Shen Qiaochen back then? Otherwise, everything Shen Qiaochen has should be mine!!"

The sound was so sharp that Grandma Sun was startled and she quickly rushed forward to cover Bai Xiaonian's mouth.

"Girl... don't be like this, please keep your voice down..." Bai Xiaonian's mouth was covered, but he still struggled to give up.

"Shut up."

Bai Lin put down the teacup in her hand with a loud bang and said sternly.

Bai Xiaonian trembled slightly, looking at Bai Lin's sword-like eyes, he put down his hand and stopped struggling.

Upon seeing this, Grandma Sun let go of her hand, and instead picked up a handkerchief soaked in warm water, carefully avoiding the wound, and gently wiped Bai Xiaonian's tear-stained face.

After wiping, he stood up and said softly: "Girl, you should also feel sorry for my wife. After all, she only has you as her relative now."

Then he looked at Bai Xiaonian's expression and said hesitantly: "What happened back then... was not what Madam wanted, but the third girl is the legitimate daughter of the Lin family after all. Madam... Madam couldn't do anything about it."

The third girl she mentioned was the legitimate daughter of the Lin family, Shen Qiaochen's mother, now Mrs. Shen Lin Yuyan.

The words he said were unclear, and the meaning behind them made Bai Xiaonian stunned on the spot, and he didn't recover for a long time.

Grandma Sun stopped talking and looked at Bai Lin. Then she stood up and returned behind Bai Lin, gently rubbing her shoulders.

The candlelight in the room flickered, and Bai Xiaonian came back to his senses. He suddenly looked at Mr. Bai Lin and said urgently.

"That is to say, it was Lin Yuyan who robbed her mother of her marriage. It should have been my mother who was going to marry into the Shen Mansion back then?"

The sudden 'truth' made Bai Xiaonian's mind so active that he even refused to call his aunt, but called her by her first name.

Seeing the strong unwillingness in Bai Xiaonian's eyes, Bai Lin smiled at the corner of his mouth, but his expression was very strange.

After a while, her voice sounded softly:

"Put away your little tricks and stop acting rashly. If you ruin my business, I will never forgive you."

In the dim room, Mrs. Bai Lin was sitting at the table. Her delicate face was reflected in the candlelight in front of her, and there was a kind of calm madness in her eyes. There was a kind of frightening weirdness in the half-darkness.

Bai Xiaonian on the couch also became quiet, lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

Until the candles on the table gradually extinguished. In the dark night, the entire Bishui Pavilion fell into silence.

Only those secrets that I thought were unknown to others were scattered to unknown places with the wind of spring night.



"Did she really say that?"

In Yilan Courtyard, Shen Qiaochen was leaning on the beauty's couch, her painting book had been thrown aside. She looked at Zifu in front of her and asked softly.

The lamp on the small table on the other side had already dimmed its wick, and there was a sound of the lamp exploding. Orange Bai immediately stepped forward and took it further away.

Shen Qiaochen glanced at Jubai, her heart warmed slightly, and then she turned her head and continued to listen to Zifu.

Zi Fu, who had disappeared as soon as she entered the house, was taking a cup of tea from Yun Ling, drank it in one gulp, wiped the corners of her mouth, nodded and said:

"Yes, girl, just after the old lady returned home, Nanny Su went to Bishui Pavilion in person. When she left, she took Chun Xing and others to Jinghe Hall. They haven't come out yet."

Chun Xing is also a son of the Shen family. She was appointed by Mrs. Shen to serve Bai Xiaonian earlier. Like the erring Li Xia, she is the eldest maid of Bishui Pavilion.

"After they left, Grandma Sun who was next to Mrs. Bai dismissed the others, saying that my cousin was injured, was in a bad mood, and didn't want to see anyone."

After saying that, he poured himself a cup of tea and drank it happily.

"Then how did you know?" Seeing Zifu just drinking tea, Yunling, who was impatient at the side, urged.


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