Chapter 0095: Twilight Spring (1 / 2)

The fragrant capsule just lowered her long eyes and didn’t reply.

How is this not an answer?

Her suspicions were confirmed, and Aunt Shen stood up, her face slightly white: “Surely, surely this is really the case! I have taught Zi An for many years, how could I have taught him to disregard human decency and do such unfaithful things–“

“I don’t blame the Second Young Master!”

This time, in her place, Xiang Capsicum knelt down to Aunt Shen and returned the gift she had received earlier, “It was all because the slave girl was self-serving and seduced the second young master at the White Horse Temple! If Aunt Shen wants to punish, then punish the slave girl.”

Xiang Capsicum secretly protected her stomach with one hand and bowed deeply to Auntie Shen, waiting for her sentencing.

As the young master’s concubine, she deliberately seduced the second young master, without a match, in the eyes of others, must be slutty and lowly to the extreme. From the moment she met Aunt Shen, she was prepared to be scolded and sent down.

Xiang Capsicum knew that Aunt Shen’s nature appeared to be gentle and watery, but her ears were clear and her heart was tough.

Since Aunt Shen had already found out, why should she make unnecessary arguments.

In any case, in such gloomy and hopeless days, she did not regret being able to spring with Chen Zian.

But the expected sound of rebuke was delayed.

Aunt Shen stepped forward and helped Xiang Capsicum up, saying obscurely, “Miss Xiang Capsicum, why do you have to be like this? I’ve never questioned your character, but Erlang and you – in the end, it won’t work out.”

Xiang Capsicum raised her head to look into Aunt Shen’s eyes, those eyes that were once gentle and watery were already drenched in the color of haggardness, wrapped in layers and layers of worry, but the only thing that was absent was disdain and anger and blame.

But such a gaze called her to shame.

Shankar looked out the window in a daze.

The sun was sinking in the west, wrapped in orange-red beams of light, falling a little, and the little tiny bit of light that could shine on her dissipated a little like that.

Xiang Capsicum gently tugged on Aunt Shen’s sleeve, bowed her head and said: ”You can rest assured, since the slave girl has returned to the Chen Mansion’s Biyun Courtyard, she will no longer provoke the second young master. The White Horse Temple incident was just a moment of absurdity, and will not be mentioned again. Slave girl–“

Xiang Cai’s head bowed deeper, hiding the layer of unshed tears in her eyes.