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    “What is Yue’er afraid of?” Shen Wan touched Shen Yue’s head, clearly a loving look, but the words that came out were gloomy: “But it’s just a little girl who doesn’t know the heights of heaven, sooner or later she will pay the price.”

    ……

    Shen Miao really entered the Shen family’s ancestral hall just as Old Lady Shen had arranged.

    The Shen family is a family of military generals, the ancestral hall is dedicated to all generations of ancestors, these ancestors on horseback for the Shen family to lay down such a prosperous family business, but unfortunately to this generation, the Shen family is also appearance, not far from the defeat.

    General Shen’s family, in fact, was initially very prosperous. Unfortunately, in a war, several brothers of the Shen family were killed in action, and only General Shen escaped alive. General Shen gave birth to three sons, only one of them is to take the road of military general. Now the Shen family on the surface is still inherited the original glory, but in addition to the mighty general Shen Xin, but is an uncompromising civilian family, to say is also ironic.

    “Is the girl numb from kneeling?” Gu Yu asked.

    Stinging and Guyu also followed into the ancestral hall. Shen Miao is worried about Ren Wuanyun back to the foot, although before in the Wolong Temple she intentionally support away from the sting Guyu, so that the two escape the fate of being silenced. But the large Shen House, originally each of the hearts of the devil, it is better to put around, Ren Wan Yun hand is too long, but also do not dare to openly hand in front of her.

    “That is not hemp, this ground moisture is also heavy.” Sting complained and glanced at the small window: “Now this is the rain, the ground accumulation of moisture, so a kneeling fall sick can be so do, besides, they are simply unreasonable, these things off the girl what is the matter of the evil first, to be the master back, see how they still dare ……. “

    “You say less.” Gu Yu chided, “If someone finds out, the one who suffers is the girl.”

    Shen Miao smiled, not really caring.

    Sting thought for a moment and then asked, “But today is also considered surprising, so many of them went to Rongjing Hall, the girl did not even have a person by her side, and came out unscathed, although kneeling in the ancestral hall is also very bad, but compared to what the slave girl thought in her heart, it is already a lot better.”

    Before entering the Rongjing Hall, Shen Miao did not bring her maids in. So Shen Miao’s maids did not know what happened inside.

    “The girl must have convinced a room full of them all by herself,” Gu Yu admired, “Facing so many people and still not afraid, the girl is getting more and more like the old master nowadays.”

    So many people? Shen Miao lost a smile in her heart, but it was just a small Shen House, just some jumping clowns who couldn’t get on the stage. When Fu Xiuyi wanted to change the crown prince, the ministers all stood on the side of Mrs. Lintel and Fu Sheng, her Fu Ming was almost under house arrest at that time, she wore the Empress’s court dress, facing the ministers on the Golden Palace, arguing with those ministers and sobbing at every word.

    Just how meager is the power of one person? It was as if she was clearly the most honorable woman in the world, married to the most honorable man in the world, and yet she couldn’t even protect what her own son deserved. Not a single person stood by her side, and she couldn’t step back because there were people to protect.

    It was because she hadn’t kept her precious ones that time that she would use more drastic means this time. Cruel? Heartless? Hypocritical? Cunning? That didn’t matter, as long as the tip of the knife was aimed at the enemy, as long as the one who fell was the opponent, what did it matter if the process was a little more brutal, and the sins she took alone?

    She closed her eyes, her ancestor’s tablet was in front of her, Shen Miao softly recited: ancestors on horseback, if your spirits are still alive, please give me the sharpest arrows and the fastest horse, please bless me to kill my enemies.

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