Upon hearing this, some fragments suddenly flashed through Shen Jiao's mind.

However, it was moving very fast, and she couldn't catch it or see it clearly.

Xi'an shook his head and said, "Miss Shen makes mistakes repeatedly and never corrects them. She dares to do things but doesn't dare to admit them. She never admits her mistakes, but every time there are witnesses and physical evidence, so no matter how she tries to argue, it is the truth. On New Year's Eve last year, she was sent to Huguo Temple."

Shen Jiao: "Who is the witness to the killing of the embroiderer?"

Xi'an blurted out, "Second Miss Shen."

Shen Jiao then asked, "Are there any other witnesses?"

No, I don't think so.

Xi'an had only heard gossip from others and didn't know the specific details. "But whether there are other witnesses or not is not that important. Miss Shen's words obviously carry more weight."

That's true.

The original owner of this body had a bad reputation, while Shen Yu was one of the most talented women in the royal city.

Furthermore, regardless of whether Shen Yu and the original owner are related by blood, in the eyes of outsiders, they are all family.

The younger sister's willingness to betray her own family to become a witness not only elevated her own image but also dealt a heavy blow to the original owner of the body.

It can be said that the identity of Miss Shen Er added credibility to Shen Yu's words in some mysterious way.

"But why?" Shen Jiao muttered, stroking her chin in thought.

Isn't cooperation and mutual benefit a good thing?

Why must the whispered words be directed at the original body?

Xi'an didn't hear Shen Jiao's confusion, and while eating melon seeds, she didn't forget to refill his tea.

She explained, "Miss Shen's reputation is terrible, but Miss Shen is Cai Qinshi's disciple and a renowned talented woman in the capital. Naturally, everyone believes in Miss Shen."

At this point, Shen Jiao was even less inclined to return to the Marquis of Anbo's residence.

Anyway, the original owner of this body was forced to her death. This huge mess wasn't created by her, so cleaning it up is really troublesome.

“Miss, you’ve only just arrived in the capital and aren’t familiar with any of this. Although you have connections with the Marquis of Anbo’s mansion, please don’t hang out with Miss Shen. She’s really no good.” As the gossip session drew to a close, Xi’an once again earnestly advised her master.

Shen Jiao: "..."

"I am also concerned about you, young lady."

Seeing that Shen Jiao's expression was not right, Xi An immediately knelt down and asked tremblingly, "May I ask what your relationship is with the Marquis of Anbo's mansion?"

Shen Jiao thought for a moment: "Relatives, I guess."

Xi'an had a bad feeling: "Are we very close?"

"We're quite close." Shen Jiao smiled nonchalantly. "After all, I am that not-so-good-natured Miss Shen."

"Hahaha... So you're Miss Shen, hahaha..." Xi'an's smile vanished, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted on the spot.

Shen Jiao immediately ordered that the unconscious Xi An and the unconscious Gouzi be carried out first.

She was a little confused.

What exactly happened?

Is it possible that chatting with her could easily lead to insufficient blood supply, causing a short circuit in the brain and fainting?

The old eunuch fainted, the dog fainted, and why did Xi'an faint too?

Could it be?

Is it all because she's too beautiful?

...

Meanwhile, in the largest inn in the royal city.

"Father, when can I go home? The bed here is so hard, I can't sleep comfortably." Shen Yu sobbed in Anbo Hou's arms, unable to express her grievances.

Marquis Anbo said in a serious tone, "How could it be hard? Isn't this the bed you've slept in since you were a child?"

Shen Yu's eyes widened; she was almost rendered speechless by the shock.

Is the bed the main focus?

The key question is clearly when we can go home, okay?

The date for the preliminary round of the Four Flowers Banquet has been set for ten days from now.

At that time, leading figures in the four fields of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting will all come to the royal city.

Moreover, the Four Flowers Banquet was not an ordinary competition, but was hosted by the six countries in rotation.

Three years ago it was the State of Wei, and this time it's the State of Yan's turn. If she can get a good ranking at the Four Flowers Banquet, she will definitely become famous.

If she is lucky enough to become a disciple of one of the four leaders, her status and position will rise accordingly.

At that time, what will the second daughter of the Marquis of Anbo's mansion amount to?

Shen Yu clenched her fists secretly. But the competition hadn't even started yet, and she, the dignified Second Miss Shen, was staying in an inn. How embarrassing would that sound if word got out!

No matter what, she has to go back today!

"Father, please take me back home. I'm so scared being all alone in the inn."

Listening to the noise coming from downstairs, Marquis Anbo said, "This shouldn't be. This is the largest inn in the capital. It's always full. There are so many people. Listen, it's so lively."

This is like casting pearls before swine!

Shen Yu was incredibly annoyed, and her tone became harsh as she lost her temper: "I said I want to go back, do you even understand? This place is awful and noisy, if you think it's lively, why don't you come and live here!"

That's easy for someone who doesn't understand the pain of others.

Marquis Anbo was completely stunned by the roar.

Shen Qingye went to buy Shen Yu her favorite pastry. The pastry shop was on another street, and he ran back to the inn just so Shen Yu could eat some hot pastry.

To his surprise, as soon as he stepped inside, instead of hearing Shen Yu sweetly call him "Good Second Brother," he saw her excessively terrifying and distorted face.

Okay, that's scary.

Shen Qingye's body trembled uncontrollably, and he crashed into the door frame, scattering the pastries all over the ground.

"Second Brother is back!" Shen Yu left Anbo Hou's embrace, a joyful smile immediately appearing on her face.

She originally wanted to apologize to Marquis Anbo.

But who would have thought that Shen Qingye would return at this time?

Her second brother dotes on her, so he'll definitely find a way to bring her back to the Marquis's mansion. As for Marquis Anbo, he's good-tempered anyway, so he can apologize next time.

Shen Yu ran to the door to greet him, but didn't see the hint of hurt flash in An Bohou's eyes.

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