But Shen Si has more than one brother, so why is it that only Shen Qiao Ran is given such preferential treatment?

Moreover, Jiang Fengmian and Xiao Jue have been brothers for so many years, and they have never heard Xiao Jue mention this legitimate daughter of the Shen family.

At yesterday's palace banquet, Jiang Fengmian said that he was still ill. He was always favored at home, and the Duke of Jin would not force him to do any small things.

Although he was not present, for some reasons, he could still grasp the trends in the palace as quickly as possible, which naturally included some news.

For example, Prince Xiao made a splash at the palace banquet yesterday, provoking the only legitimate prince in the dynasty for a beauty.

It's so pitiful that after he learned about Xiao Jue's feat yesterday, he almost didn't sleep all night. He just stayed up until today and planned to ask Xiao Jue clearly.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jue came to the rescue again before she even had time to speak when they met today.

This time is equivalent to Xiao Jue rescuing Shen Qiaochen twice, which is a rare thing.

Jiang Fengmian couldn't help but smile and rolled his eyes. He looked at his surroundings and suddenly remembered, no, it should have been three times.

That day, when Zui Jiangyue was here, Xiao Jue knocked the teacup crooked and rescued Shen Qiaochen.

It was the same person three times in a row. If it was a coincidence, even Xiao Jue himself would not believe it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengmian looked at Xiao Jue, only to see him dressed in black, leaning in a chair with a lazy expression, one arm casually placed on the armrest, and his slender fingers tapping one after another.

His eyes were half closed, as if he was taking a nap, but his vague gaze would always drift to the opposite side, Shen Qiaochen, who was talking to Shen Qiaoran from time to time.

But Shen Qiaochen didn't seem to notice it, but she didn't even look at him, focusing only on Shen Qiaoran.

Jiang Fengmian watched all this scene and felt that if it was Shen Qiaochen, Xiao Jue would probably be in trouble.

It is obvious that the fourth girl of the Shen family was born with a frail appearance, and her temperament is as innocent and harmless as the green lotus under the Buddha's throne.

But for some reason, when Jiang Fengmian met Shen Qiaochen for the first time that day, it was out of curiosity about the legendary daughter of the Shen family. However, in the face of the strange man's deliberate "show of goodwill," Shen Qiaochen behaved honestly. It was beyond Jiang Fengmian's expectation.

He just thought something was strange before, but now he finally figured out that Shen Qiaochen acted too calmly at that time. She clearly saw him, but just ignored him indifferently.

Jiang Fengmian thought that even if he could not compare with Xiao Jue, the sixth young master, Jiang Fengmian, was also one of the most beautiful young men in Beijing. Why was he just like a pawn on the street to Shen Qiaochen?

Moreover, it was clear that he was sitting in a high place, looking down at her downstairs, but Shen Qiaochen gave him the feeling that she was the one in a high position, and it was an honor for others to be able to take a look at her.

Such a person... Jiang Fengmian couldn't help but feel deeply worried for his friend...

On one side, Jiang Fengmian was having fun, while on the other side, Shen Qiaochen was busy comforting her brother, who was full of guilt.

Just now, before Shen Qiaoran could speak, she immediately told the whole story.

Shen Qiaoran was still worried and kept asking her again and again about the details after she was kidnapped.

Shen Qiaochen could only continue to answer his questions in detail and tirelessly.

Of course, some of these things were ignored by her intentionally or unintentionally.

For example, her injured right hand, and the fact that she did not come back to meet him immediately after escaping danger, but followed Xiao Jue to another place inexplicably.

Shen Qiaoran was looking at the ink-colored butterfly on her hand in trance, when she heard Shen Qiaoran's doubtful voice coming from the side.

"What is this...Xiao Qiao, what's wrong with your hand?"

Shen Qiaochen came back to her senses and subconsciously raised her head to look across the way. She saw that Xiao Jue, who had his eyes closed at first, had opened his eyes at some point and was looking straight in her direction.

In a pair of narrow eyes, there seemed to be a thick fog that could not be dissolved.

Shen Qiao turned her head calmly, her left hand gently covering her right hand,

"It's nothing, I accidentally scratched it." She smiled.

Seeing her nonchalant look, Shen Qiaoran subconsciously thought that it was really nothing important.

Shen Qiaochen has always been the most delicate one in the Shen family. She is really immune to the wind and rain. Even if she accidentally touches something, she will stay with her eyes red for a long time.

Shen Qiaoran thought that if the injury was really serious, then with her sister's temperament, she might have started to cry out of fear.

But little did he know that the pale sister in front of him was no longer the Xiao Qiao of the Shen family who had always been pampered by his family in his memory.

It was Queen Shen Qiaochen of the Jin Dynasty who experienced many betrayals and finally rose from the ashes.

She has already suffered the most severe suffering in the world, and this physical pain is nothing to her now.

Shen Qiaochen also wanted to divert Shen Qiaoran's attention away from his hands, so he said casually: "The third brother didn't inform the government about today's incident, right?"

When Shen Qiaoran heard this, she said angrily: "No, after Zifu and I found Qingdai and came back, we found that you were missing. We were so busy looking for you that we didn't have time to send news to the government."

Shen Qiaochen nodded, thinking about it, if her grandmother and second brother knew that she had been kidnapped, they would have led someone out to look for her. How could the streets be so peaceful?

She had not had dinner before leaving the house today, and after all the troubles she had gone through, Shen Qiaochen had not even touched a drop of water until now. It was not easy for her to settle down, and Shen Qiaochen could not help but feel her mouth was dry.

She subconsciously stretched out her right hand to pour herself a cup of tea, but just as she was about to touch the teapot, another hand appeared out of thin air and snatched her away.

I saw that the hand holding the handle of the pot was slender and powerful. Different from Shen Qiao's slender hand hanging in mid-air, it seemed to possess both strength and beauty. It could easily lift the heavy teapot and pour the tea inside steadily. Pour it into the tea cup aside without leaking a drop.

This is a man's hand.

Shen Qiaochen raised his head. The owner of the hand had returned to his usual smile, looked at her, and then slowly brought the cup of tea to Shen Qiaochen...

Shen Qiao paused for a moment and was about to say thank you to Xiao Jue, but he had already turned his head to talk to Jiang Fengmian.

So she had no choice but to quietly retract her right hand, carefully pick up the tea cup in front of her with both hands, lower her head and just about to put it to her lips, she saw that the cup contained delicate scented tea.

Shen Qiao raised the corners of her lips slightly, tested the temperature, and then drank the tea in one gulp. After the warm tea soup fell into her stomach, she felt a sense of warmth.

She squinted her eyes comfortably, a gust of evening breeze blew through the window, but Shen Qiaochen shivered unconsciously.

She was already drugged today, and later she started sweating and getting windy. She didn't think it was anything before, but after drinking a cup of hot tea just now, she realized that all her clothes had become cold.
Chapter completed!