The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 6 Why do you want to make decisions on your own?
When Yuzhi heard this, the comb in her hand stopped immediately, and even her expression froze for a moment. She raised her eyes cautiously and looked at Lin Mowan in the mirror.

In the past, she had never asked, because she roughly knew that it should be the legendary ill-fated beauty that Shen Weiyuan loved but could not get.

But just last night, he was clearly so angry, and it was clearly a punishment for her, but he still called her "Rong'er" and said, "Rong'er, be good."

At that moment, she had the illusion for the first time that she was "Rong'er". It was quite ridiculous to think about it. She thought that she had no feelings for Shen Weiyuan. When she had this idea, even she found it ridiculous.

Faced with Lin Mowan's question, Yuzhi was suddenly at a loss. She wanted to speak several times, but seemed to not know how to say it.

Seeing her embarrassment, Lin Mowan did not continue to ask, but just lowered her eyes indifferently and said: "It's okay, I just asked casually, you don't have to take it to heart."

Yuzhi looked at her, a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes, and finally said: "I haven't seen her either, but I heard from the old people in the mansion that she was picked up by the second master when he was young. It seems that her name was Hua Rong. Later, she disappeared for some unknown reason, but more people said that she fell ill and died."

So that's why. No wonder Shen Weiyuan is so obsessed with her.

Lin Mowan understood but did not say anything. Yuzhi paused and said comfortingly, "But you don't have to worry about it, young lady. In my opinion, the person is probably gone, so it won't be a problem for us."

Lin Mowan lowered her eyes and still didn't speak. She knew very well in her heart that people are often like this. The people who live in the heart are always more important than the people who live in front of the eyes.

As the master and servant were talking, there was another knock on the door. Lin Mowan was puzzled. It was almost noon, why was someone coming?

She turned around and motioned Yuzhi to open the door.

Yuzhi turned around and went out. When she came back in, Lin Mowan had already packed up. She bowed slightly and said, "Miss, it's Lord Jiang."

At the same time, in Beidinghou Mansion.

When Shen Weiyuan arrived at the Marquis' Mansion, it was already completely light. He dismounted, threw the reins in his hand to the steward beside him, and walked quickly into the house.

When he arrived at the study, before he got close, he saw that the door was open. Obviously someone had gone in. He paused slightly and frowned unconsciously, but did not linger for long. After a little thought, he stepped into the room.

The man in the room was sitting in a wheelchair with his back to the door. He turned around when he heard the noise and looked at Shen Weiyuan who had just entered.

"Brother." Shen Weiyuan nodded slightly.

Different from Shen Weiyuan who was full of hostility and kept strangers away, the man was dressed in white, with his hair tied up with a carved cloud jade crown. His delicate facial features were 50% similar to Shen Weiyuan, but his brows were as gentle as the spring breeze. Although his legs were crippled, it did not affect his ethereal temperament at all.

He is the eldest son of the Shen family, Shen Junchi. Although he and Shen Weiyuan are not born from the same mother, the two brothers have always had a good relationship and can be said to have supported each other to this day.

He casually closed the book in his hand and placed it on the table beside him, as if he was relieved, and said, "Didn't you go to Jiang's house for dinner? Why did you come back so late? I thought something happened to you."

Shen Weiyuan lowered his eyes to hide the guilt in his eyes. He didn't reply immediately, but walked slowly to the table beside him and sat down. He took a long breath and said, "Well, I took care of other things by the way, so I'm a little late."

He didn't say what the matter was specifically, and Shen Junchi didn't ask, but he knew in his heart that since Shen Junchi's legs became disabled and his father passed away, the Shen family was almost entirely supported by Shen Weiyuan alone.

At that time, because the two brothers were still young, many people hoped that they would die soon. There were many people who wanted to wipe out the entire family, especially the royal relatives and nobles, who would not miss any opportunity, let alone a big family like the Shen family which was once so prosperous.

If Shen Weiyuan had not worked tirelessly to consolidate the position of the Shen family, and had not used his thunderous methods to maneuver between various powers, the Shen family would have been devoured long ago. Therefore, no matter what Shen Weiyuan did, as long as it did not endanger the honor of the Shen family, Shen Junchi never asked about it, and it had always been Shen Junchi who was in charge of the internal affairs, and Shen Weiyuan who was in charge of the external affairs.

After hesitating for a while, Shen Junchi knew clearly that Shen Weiyuan's late return must be related to Lin Mowan's mistress. After hesitating for a while, he said, "If you really like her, bring her back."

The cup in his hand paused slightly, and he understood who the "she" he was referring to was. Shen Junchi had never seen Lin Mowan, but he had heard of her to some extent.

Shen Weiyuan knew that Shen Junchi didn't like his obsession with beauty. Ever since he had Lin Mowan outside, he never talked about Lin Mowan in detail.

His eyes moved, and he could hear the test in Shen Junchi's tone, but he still pretended to be calm and drank the tea in his hand, then pretended to be indifferent and said, "She is just a concubine who is not presentable. Just keep her outside, why bring her back?"

His tone was so nonchalant, as if Lin Mowan was just an object that he could do without.

Shen Junchi didn't say anything else, but looked at him with a slightly complicated look. He knew in his heart that Shen Weiyuan had not married or taken a concubine at the age of 26 because he was still brooding over the girl named Hua Rong. After a lot of effort, he finally found a girl he slightly liked, but he was still unwilling to bring her back.

Thinking about it, Shen Junchi felt vaguely guilty. After all, it was because he had strongly opposed their relationship that they were now separated by Yin and Yang. The reason was simple: the Shen family believed in matching up, and Hua Rong came from a poor family and was not worthy of Shen Weiyuan.

After he sent the people away, Shen Weiyuan went to argue with him, but in the end he returned with no avail. Although he didn't say it later, he probably still felt a little bit of blame in his heart.

Now, Shen Weiyuan just lowered his eyes and looked at the document in his hand, as if he had no intention of continuing to speak. But Shen Junchi didn't say anything after all.

The waiter pushed the wheelchair out of the study. Only when Shen Junchi left and could no longer be seen did Shen Weiyuan raise his eyes and look worriedly in the direction where Shen Junchi left...

Jiang Mansion, West Wing, Feiqing Pavilion.

When Lin Mowan walked out of the inner room, Jiang Wenqing was already standing in the hall. He had his back to her and her face could not be seen, but just from his anxious back she could tell that he must be looking unhappy at the moment.

Lin Mowan curled her lips but said nothing. However, her dress felt uncomfortable, so she covered her face with a handkerchief in her hand and coughed lightly, successfully attracting Jiang Wenqing's attention.

He turned his head quickly, frowning and looking at Lin Mowan with a hint of vigilance in his eyes. Before he could speak, Lin Mowan smiled and said, "Father, thank you for coming to see me after learning that I was sick. I really don't have anything good to treat you. Please feel free to have some tea."

As she spoke, Yuzhi had already helped her to sit down beside her. Seeing this, Jiang Wenqing's frown deepened even more.

He flicked his sleeves, looked somewhat dissatisfied and angry, and sat down. He raised his hand to dismiss the servants who were serving him. Lin Mowan knew what he meant, so she signaled Yuzhi to go out first.

The door was gently closed, and for a moment, only the father and daughter were in the room. Jiang Wenqing took a deep breath and said angrily, "What are you doing here? Is this where you should be? Do you know how difficult it is for me to do this?"

These three questions were intended to put the other person down. Lin Mowan seemed to have expected this. She just leaned back in the chair and leisurely scraped the foam in the tea bowl with the tea lid in her hand. Then she smiled slightly, still looking calm and relaxed.

She said jokingly, "Look at what father said, how distant it is. Besides, I have to thank Mr. Shen for letting me enter your house. You really shouldn't ask me this."

Jiang Wenqing's expression became uglier. He looked around, as if to make sure that no one was around, then he lowered his voice and slammed the table: "Didn't I tell you to stay in that small courtyard? Why did you make the decision on your own?"

(End of this chapter)