In her previous life, Shen Qingtang poured her heart and soul into reviving the fallen Lu family with her wisdom and talent. She respected her in-laws, nurtured her young daughter, and even gave he...
Her eyes, however, were clear and lucid. This was exactly the effect she wanted. She wanted Lin Peirou and Su Lingyu to shield her for a while, so she could get revenge for what she had done before.
Su Lingyu, gripped by the arms of the refugees, was both angry and frightened. She cursed at Shen Qingtang, "Shen Qingtang, you beast! You actually helped outsiders harm us! You'll die a horrible death!"
Lu Jiaojiao screamed in unison, her voice shrill: "You're wicked! You're the most wicked mother in the world! I shouldn't have given birth to you!"
Shen Qingtang, however, acted as if she hadn't heard him, turning to the refugees with an "innocent" smile: "My heroes, don't underestimate her. This girl is my own daughter, born with good fortune. If you take her back to your Northern Desert, I guarantee she will make your tribe prosperous and powerful!"
The refugees heard the words "Northern Desert".
Their expressions changed instantly. Their identities were already kept secret, so how could this woman know?
The leader of the refugees frowned, looked Shen Qingtang up and down, then glanced at Lu Jiaojiao, and sneered, "As expected, the most vicious heart is that of a woman; she would even sell her own daughter!"
The officials were also stunned.
His eyes were full of astonishment as he looked at Shen Qingtang.
They originally thought Shen Qingtang was forced to protect herself, but they never expected that she would actually be so heartless as to push her daughter out. That's too cruel!
"I'm your own daughter! How could you do this to me!" Lu Jiaojiao cried out, her face covered in tears and snot.
But I felt inexplicably uneasy.
She knew from a young age that she was not Shen Qingtang's biological daughter.
Shen Qingtang seemed not to hear her cries. Instead, she smiled and walked closer, patting her face: "It's good to have a biological daughter! I'll take you up the mountain and we'll do a blood test to see if you're really my child."
Upon hearing this, Lu Jiaojiao's crying stopped abruptly, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.
She absolutely dared not perform a blood test to prove kinship!
But she quickly realized what she had done and started yelling even louder: "You're lying! You're trying to harm me! I won't have a DNA test! I won't have a DNA test with a vicious woman like you!"
Seeing this, Madam Pei, who was standing to the side, started to put on an act again.
Sighing at Shen Qingtang, he said, "Qingtang, even tigers don't eat their cubs. No matter how wrong Jiaojiao is, she's still your own daughter. How could you be so heartless as to push her to the refugees? If word gets out, it won't be good for your reputation..."
"My reputation?" Shen Qingtang turned to look at her, her eyes instantly turning cold. "Didn't you hear how my daughter treated me just now? She cursed me to die, hoping I would be defiled by refugees. Now that I'm teaching her a lesson, how is that heartless?"
She paused, her gaze sweeping over Lin Peirou, who looked pitiful and was about to speak to mediate. Before she could give her a chance to speak, she preemptively said, "Lin Peirou, don't pretend to be pitiful here."
Shen Qingtang turned to look at the refugees, her tone mocking, "My heroes, look at these two, they're two-faced, much more cunning than my 'wicked' mother. Why don't we take them with us?"
The refugees, already impatient with Lin Peirou and Lu Jin's hypocrisy, immediately stepped forward upon hearing this, grabbing both of them by the collar: "Yes! Take them away too! If they dare to lie, don't blame us for being impolite!"
Lin Peirou and Lu Jin were terrified.
He struggled desperately, but was still held down firmly by the refugees.
This lifetime.
In the end, they couldn't, like in their previous life, pin all the blame on Shen Qingtang. The refugees didn't care about right or wrong; they saw that Shen Qingtang was "sensible."
Fearing that things might get complicated if they waited too long, they decided to go all the way and tie everyone together with hemp rope.
They escorted them up the nearby mountains.
As Old Master Shen was being pushed and shoved by the refugees, he couldn't help but glance at Shen Qingtang as he passed by.
But Shen Qingtang, taking advantage of the refugees' inattention, secretly winked at him, a hint of cunning hidden in her eyes.
She has a way.