"My little girl is naughty. Your Highness, please don't get along with her. Please come inside."
"Dad, my daughter is going to make tea for you and His Highness!"
Shen Mingshu turned around and stopped in front of the study door.
When did she know how to advance or retreat? Shen Moran glanced at her and sneered. It seemed that Zhou Yu had trained her well, making a fool look less stupid now.
She also stopped.
"Daughter and sister together."
Making tea was just an excuse. Shen Moran and Shen Mingshu stared at each other, and the disguise on Shen Mingshu's face almost broke.
"Sister, why are you looking at me like this? Is there something on my face?"
Shen Moran smiled gently and brushed the broken hair away from her ears.
"No, I just feel that my sister seems to be a lot more sensible. After my sister marries into Prince Yu's Mansion and becomes the princess, Aunt Shen, who is under the influence of Jiuquan, will be able to feel at ease."
After Aunt Shen died, I never saw her sad. She didn't even think about taking revenge. She kept getting close to the housekeeper Pei... Did she know that it was Pei who was killed under Shen Jianxing's instruction? Aunt Shen?
No one in the back house has really clean hands, and anyone with a little bit of brains can spot something fishy.
But Shen Mingshu couldn't see it, or maybe she saw it, but didn't care.
When she suddenly mentioned the Shen family, Shen Mingshu lowered her face and asked, "Sister, what do you mean?"
One word brought her back to her original form. Shen Moran clicked her tongue and said innocently: "What did my sister say? I just said that if my sister is doing well, then Aunt Shen, who is her own mother, can feel at ease. I said Is it wrong?"
This was true, but Shen Mingshu had a guilty conscience. After Shen's death, not only was she not sad, but after being wronged, she complained about why she died so early and why she didn't leave anyone she could rely on or who was enough for her. Money around you.
When she wants to get married, she has to pick out the dowry bit by bit from Mrs. Pei's hand...
Shen Mingshu's tears of grievance were rolling in her eyes. At this moment, Shen Panxing and Zhou Zhansan made their words clear and opened the door from the study room. They saw the two of them under the eaves, with the tips of their noses red from the cold, as if they were having a bad time.
"Sister, I know you are from a noble family. If you look down on me and deny me as your sister, I will not rush to please you in the future..."
Shen Mingshu ran away crying, leaving Shen Moran messy in the wind. She... This was blocking her escape route. Zhou Yu must have meant for her to be friends with her, so as to win Zhou Zhan's trust. The resources in his hands pave his way.
But Shen Mingshu obviously didn't have the brains. She thought she was superior to others and started to play tricks with her in front of Shen Panxing.
"What's going on?"
Shen Jiexing's mouth twitched, he glanced at the direction in which Shen Mingshu disappeared, and asked Shen Moran, "You two sisters have always had a good relationship. Is there some misunderstanding?"
As long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed. Shen Moran and Shen Mingshu never deal with each other. When did their relationship always get better?
Shen Sanxing was giving her eye drops.
Zhou Zhan stepped forward silently, took Shen Moran's hand, put it to his lips and breathed.
"How long have you been standing outside? Why are your hands so cold? Bitao, why didn't you bring a hand stove for your master?"
Bi Taofu apologized: "Your Highness, please forgive me, the princess's hand stove is no longer hot. I was about to install a new charcoal fire, but I didn't expect that the second lady stopped me from talking, so I was delayed until now."
The couple had a good relationship, so Shen Sanxing changed his tone and warned: "Then why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and go!"
Bi Tao answered yes and backed away with the stove in hand.
Shen Panxing explained to Zhou Zhan again: "Your Highness, don't take it to heart. The sisters have a good relationship, but quarrels are common. Don't care about them. The dinner is placed in the main hall. Your Highness will take care of it."
"Master Prime Minister, you're welcome."
The two of them went to the main hall politely. During the dinner, Shen Shanxing said some more specious words. Zhou Zhan followed them one by one. Mrs. Du took Shen Moran to chat about household affairs. Mrs. Pei waited on her carefully. Shen Mingshu could eat by herself. It's dull and boring, and I peek at Shen Anxing's reaction from time to time.
Why was she crying in grievance? Didn't her father let her vent her anger?
She deliberately made some noise to express her dissatisfaction. The bowl filled with soup was knocked over by her, and the maid next to her hurriedly came forward to clean it up.
She thought Shen Panxing would appease her, but she only received a cold look in return.
Shen Moran and Zhou Zhan had already eaten before they came, and this meal was just a meal. Since someone was dissatisfied, she might as well... just fulfill her!
"Dad, His Highness is not in good health. The snow on the streets has not yet melted, making driving difficult. We'd better go back home early."
Shen Moran stood up and saluted magnanimously. Zhou Zhan saw this and cooperated: "Excuse me, Prime Minister. My son-in-law has a spleen and stomach discomfort. He really failed to live up to the good intentions of the Prime Minister. When my son-in-law feels better, I will take Aran with me." Come back and stay with your two elders."
It is true that he and Shen Moran didn't eat much. Shen Sanxing said a few polite words and finally stood up to see the two of them out of the house.
Mrs. Du chased her out worriedly. Shen Jiaxing was sitting on the main seat, his face already ugly.
Seeing that he was angry, Shen Mingshu also wanted to get up and run away, but was stopped by Shen Panxing.
"Shen Mingshu, do you know the difference between you and Shen Moran?"
She turned around tremblingly, lowered her head and said aggrievedly: "My daughter doesn't know."
Shen Shenxing wanted to slap her awake, but he felt that she was really stupid and there was no need to be like her.
"The difference between you two is that Shen Moran has a brain and you don't have one. From now on, you will be your Princess Yu honestly and don't make me lose your temper. The key is to firmly capture Prince Yu's heart!"
Shen Mingshu's face started to turn red from the base of her neck, and she said unconvinced: "Dad, no matter how smart Shen Moran is, it's still a useless move. My daughter is still useful, and she can earn glory for the prime minister's house in the future!"
Shen Sanxing snorted coldly, breaking her unrealistic fantasy.
"Capturing Prince Yu's heart is your only use. As a father, I don't expect you to earn glory for the family. Don't act on your own initiative and do stupid things to hold me back. As a father, thank God!"
Shen Mingshu never thought that she would be so bad in the eyes of her father. She staggered out of the main hall, holding on to the door frame, and met Du Shi who had returned.
Although Mrs. Du had been silent for many years, she was still a superior aunt. After seeing through all her thoughts, she was left with only disdain.
The look in her eyes was full of contempt!
"Master, why are you angry over a concubine?" The conversation between the couple came from the main hall, and Du's voice was like a sharp thorn piercing her heart, "Mr. Shen is just a slave, how can she raise any knowledgeable children?" !His Royal Highness King Yu requested an edict to change Ming Shu to be the principal concubine. We don’t know whether it is good or bad.”
"For Ming Shu, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster..."
She listened to the answer behind her without giving up, only to hear Shen Anxing sigh: "At first, my husband was deceived by lard... It's too late to say this now. Later, you can mention Mo Ran more and ask her to help regardless of past suspicions." Her sister."
Du Shi hummed, looked at Shen Mingshu, whose back was stiff in the darkness, and sneered.
On the way back home, Shen Moran was in a particularly good mood. It would be impossible for Zhou Yu to succeed in this life. With Shen Mingshu as a holding concubine, he was destined to have more thorns on his way up.