Chapter 93 Returning Home (5)

Ren Wanyun had never expected Shen Miao to actually block her slap. The girl in front of her was slender, and holding her arm was painful. Her niece, who had always been so submissive, easy to coax, and easy to control, had actually grown taller. She could no longer look down on her as a child. If she wasn't careful, she would be attacked by this seemingly unblinking little bitch.

She reluctantly put her hand down and gritted her teeth, “Chen Miao, don’t play dumb, you did what happened to Qing’er, didn’t you?”

Shen Qing was now unconscious and had no way of knowing how things had come to this. But Ren Wanyun was also clear that if anyone said that this matter had nothing to do with Shen Miao, she would never believe it. She didn't know what method Shen Miao had used, but since she had touched Shen Qing and made Shen Qing become like this, she would definitely not let her off easily!

“I’m also very sorry that my elder sister was murdered by a villain, but how could Second Aunt suspect me?” Shen Miao smiled slightly: “After all, if I hadn’t exchanged rooms with my elder sister, then the person who was murdered today would have been me. I can’t do such a dangerous thing.”

The person who was killed today was me!

It would have been better if she hadn't said it. As soon as she said it, Ren Wanyun felt her head throb with pain. She clenched her hands tightly, her eyes like a vicious snake: "That should have been yours. You let Qing'er be killed in your place."

Jingzhe and Guyu were shocked and angry when they saw Ren Wanyun like this. They were shocked that the usually kind Second Madam had torn her skin and turned out to be so cruel. They were angry that if it weren't for Shen Miao's alertness last night, the three of them, the master and the servant, would have been in trouble today. But Ren Wanyun actually blamed her. This was simply the evildoer complaining first, without a trace of shame!

“Second Aunt, you absolutely cannot say that. There is still the Buddha above.” Shen Miao chuckled softly, and as her eyes moved, there seemed to be a strange light in them: “Everything in this world has a destiny. It wasn’t me who got into trouble last night, but my eldest sister. Maybe it was also destined. Second Aunt, instead of blaming the bad guys and fate, you blame me. What’s the logic behind this?”

Ren Wanyun was almost pissed off by Shen Miao. She sneered, "You are quite sharp-tongued. I underestimated you in the past."

“Oh, so this is how Second Aunt sees me.” Shen Miao smiled indifferently.

Ren Wanyun looked at Shen Miao before her. The plain-dressed girl had a gentle demeanor, her delicate features beginning to show signs of fading slightly from her youthful youth. She didn't know when the foolish, foolish Shen Miao had completely vanished. In front of this person, there was no trace of the Shen Miao of the past. She had been manipulating power in the harem for so many years, and for the first time, she had fallen at the hands of a young girl, and at such a tragic price. And the more graceful Shen Miao became, the more she reminded her of the misery of Shen Qing, who lay in bed.

"Chen Miao, if you're pretending to be ignorant despite knowing the truth, I might as well tell you the truth." Ren Wanyun suddenly gave a sarcastic smile. Now that the relationship had been torn, there was no need to put on a kind and loving facade. She said, "Do you think this is the end of the matter? The old lady won't let you go, your second uncle won't let you go, and that person... won't let you go either. Your fate will inevitably be tens of thousands of times more tragic than Qing'er's. You will inevitably... be slept with by thousands of men, and forever be reduced to a slut who can't even be seen on the stage!"

"Madam, be careful with your words!" Jingzhe and Guyu shouted in unison. Ren Wanyun was the Second Madam of the Shen family, and Shen Gui was also a member of the officialdom. Ren Wanyun usually looked kind and noble, but she actually uttered such a vicious and vulgar curse. Even calling her an enemy wouldn't be an exaggeration. Shen Miao was still young, and she had already been exposed to such foul language. How could that be tolerated?