After the book was worn, I was reborn with King Quan

Chapter 28
Early the next morning, the sky darkened.

The whole sky was so gray that nothing could be seen clearly.

In the middle of the morning, the wind picked up.

The sky was a little brighter, but it was much colder than usual.

Fearing that Shen Weiluo would suffer from the cold again, Grandma Liu told her to wear a cloak before going out.

Just as the master and servant walked out of the Luoxia Pavilion, Zhui'er hurried over.

"Miss, this servant just saw Cuiping leave Yingchun Garden and headed for Yulan Garden."

Shen Weiluo's eyes deepened, and she turned around and told Chunhua, "Go and see, if she dares to bully anyone in Yulanyuan, she will teach her a lesson, don't be soft!"

Chunhua nodded in response, and hurriedly followed Zhuier.

For a moment, Shen Weiluo was not in the mood to learn cooking skills, and walked around the lake, waiting for the spring flowers.

Today's lakeside is colder than other places, a gust of wind blew by, Shen Weiluo shivered, and subconsciously wrapped her clothes tightly around her body.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the spring flowers to come back.

"Miss, don't worry, Cuiping saw the maidservants go, so she didn't dare to stay, so she left!"

Shen Weiluo looked in the direction of Yingchun Garden, her eyes turned cold.

"Chunhua, you are staring at Yingchun Garden today, I am worried..."

"But, miss, you..."

"Don't worry!" Shen Weiluo patted the back of her hand, "I'm not going out of the house, nothing will happen!"

Seeing that Shen Weiluo is so determined, Chunhua had no choice but to follow orders.

There is another important reason why Shen Weiluo arranges Chunhua to monitor Yingchun Garden so reassuringly, and that is——

She knew that Song Yungu had been sending people to watch her secretly.

Although she was a little upset, she also understood that there was an advantage to this.

That is, Song Yungu would not stand idly by when she was in danger.

At least for now, she is still of some use to him...

After sending Chunhua away, Shen Weiluo turned around and walked towards Qingsongyuan.

She planned to ask Shen Qingyuan to learn more about the assessment standards of the Imperial College.

Becoming a student of the Imperial College, no matter what in the future, he will have some weight in the hearts of the people.

You know, not everyone can enter the Imperial College!
Now passively waiting for Mrs. Shen to change her mind is like waiting for an iron flower to bloom.

There is a possibility, the key is, can she wait until then?

Even if Mrs. Shen changed her mind, she agreed to participate in the competition.

She guessed that she was too old at that time, or, she had already become a pile of bones!
Now that he has inexplicably transmigrated into the rebirth text, it is already impossible to return to modern times.

They come, the security!
It is necessary to make long-term plans.

For myself, but also for the original owner.

Thinking so, Shen Weiluo walked through a green pine forest and stood at the gate of Qingsong Garden.

The guard at the door immediately trotted forward to salute.

Shen Weiluo looked around the courtyard, it was clean and tidy, without a single maid.

Shen Qingyuan was indeed as described in the book - open and aboveboard, with a good appearance!

Shen Weiluo's eyes moved to the boy's face again, "Where's big brother, is he in the room?"

"Back to Miss San!" The servant bowed and said, "The eldest young master has entered the palace early in the morning, and the empress will see you!"

Shen Weiluo nodded, but said nothing.

But in her heart she knew very clearly that the empress's declaration that she saw Shen Qingyuan was false, and it was true that Song Yun, Princess Anning, wanted to see Shen Qingyuan.

In the rebirth story, Her Royal Highness, the princess, did not make much trouble for Shen Qingyuan.

As the saying goes: women chase men's compartment yarn!

How did this word come to Princess Anning? It's not allowed!

The hateful thing is that the reborn eunuch Wen is here!

She really wanted to know whether Shen Qingyuan liked the princess more or his fiancee more.

Or, neither...

Searching for Shen Qingyuan was fruitless, Shen Wei fell out of the courtyard, just after passing through the pine forest, several servant girls ran towards her.

As they got closer, Shen Weiluo could see clearly that the maid in charge was Fu'er, the first-class maid of Enrong Yuan.

Panting for breath, Fu'er glanced at Shen Weiluo, bowed politely, and spoke in a bad tone.

"Miss San, the old lady is looking for you, please come with your slaves!"

Shen Weiluo stood on the spot, looking at Fu'er, her heart sank.

The servant is the barometer of the master's state of mind.

Fu'er was polite and respectful to her before, but her face changed in a blink of an eye.

It seems that someone said something in front of Mrs. Shen again, intending to make her go away without food!

Seeing that Shen Weiluo's body was still, Fu'er signaled the maid behind her to do it.

Shen Weiluo glanced over with a cold look, the servant was startled and stood there, a little at a loss.

She scanned the crowd and walked slowly towards the Enrong Courtyard.

Entering the main hall, her eyes met the sullen eyes of Mrs. Shen, her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

It seems that Mrs. Shen still doesn't believe her from the bottom of her heart.

That's why it's so easy for others to take advantage of her, and to blame her again and again.

Shen Weiluo stepped forward to salute calmly.

The third master Shen Changliang on one side threw something at Shen Weiluo's feet with a "slap".

"Nie Yi, tell me, whose property is this?"

Shen Weiluo looked down, but it was the collection of poems that Song Yungu lent her.

She was obviously under the pillow, how could she suddenly fall into Shen Changliang's hands?
Also, looking at other people's poetry collections, do you have any questions?

Shen Weiluo's eyes were full of puzzlement, she slowly raised her head, and looked directly at Shen Changliang.

In Shen Changliang's eyes, it was Shen Weiluo who was unfilial and blatantly contradicted his father!

Shen Changliang suddenly stood up, pointed at Shen Weiluo and cursed:
"Nie Zhan, you gave Mr. Wu a purse at Kunming Lake before, and you lost all your old husband's face. Recently, you have thought that you have reformed yourself.

Now it's good, you openly pressed Wu Gongzi's poetry collection under the pillow, and copied it every day, you are shameless, you have to be shameless for your father! "

Wu Yong? !
His collection of poems? !
It's simply a big joke in the world!
Shen Weiluo looked at Shen Changliang indifferently in front of him, pointed at the books on the ground, and said calmly:

"Daddy is sure, this book belongs to Wu Yong? You can look through it, every capital in it is not something that Wu Yong can write..."

"Sinister, stop making excuses!"

Shen Changliang sternly shouted, "My father has seen Mr. Wu's writing and writing, although his writing skills were not good enough before, it was only a few years ago.

It's entirely possible that the handwriting is so neat now, don't argue here! "

Shen Weiluo's heart sank!
It's no wonder that when she first saw Song Yungu take out the poetry collection, she only felt that the handwriting was a little familiar.

It turned out to be somewhat similar to Wu Yong's handwriting.

No, it should be said that Wu Yong had seen Song Yungu's handwriting before and secretly copied it for a long time.

Oh, how ironic the world is!

Even the poems and characters that Wu Yong can't produce, others have seen.

But few people know Song Yungu's words and poems.

The only one who promotes and appreciates him is Su Zhao, the son of the Duke of the Protectorate, who is the "scumbag" in people's eyes!
Shen Changliang, who was furious, saw that Shen Weiluo lowered his head slightly, looking at the books on the ground, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

It seemed that he was laughing at his father's incompetence!
Realizing this, Shen Changliang's remaining sanity disappeared in an instant.

Instead, a raging rage gushed out of his heart.

"Nie Zhan, in front of your grandmother today, as a father, I must teach you a good lesson for your unfilial son!"

As he spoke, he raised his arms and slapped Shen Weiluo's face hard.

Shen Weiluo looked coldly at Shen Changliang in front of her, and slowly closed her eyes.

——She took this slap for the original owner, so she should repay him for his birth!
From now on, we will not owe each other!
(End of this chapter)