Since that night's banquet, Ye Fan's temper has become more and more irritable. The reason is simple: Xu Wanrong was pushed into the pond that day, and then someone put drugs in her ginger soup and sent her to the dragon bed.
The next day, Murong Yao announced to the world that he wanted to make her the queen.
Ye Fan knew that his sister Xu was interested in Song Lin and wanted to become the Crown Prince's Consort of Guangcheng Marquis Mansion. She would not be happy even if she became the Queen.
He likes Xu Wanrong, humble and foolish.
But he did not have enough strength to fight Murong Yao, so he could only vent his emotions on innocent people.
And the person that the general's mansion disliked the most at the moment was his sister who had been dead for four years and suddenly came back to life.
In Ye Wanqing's boudoir, Shen Xu was silently letting the maid comb her hair. The tangled hair in winter made the maid a little irritable, and she pulled out a clump of her hair.
And Shen Xu seemed unconscious, staring blankly at the face in the bronze mirror.
Ye Fan walked in angrily, twisted her arm, and roughly dragged her up from the chair.
"Let me ask you, were you the one who pushed Sister Xu into the pond at the Marquis's Mansion banquet that day?" He glared at her, pointed at her nose, and questioned her fiercely.
Shen Xu ignored him and lowered his eyes without looking at him.
Ye Fan was immediately irritated by her cold attitude. He roughly dragged Shen Xu out of the room and pushed her heavily to the ground outside the door.
Shen Xu stumbled and fell to the ground, supporting himself with his still-unhealed hands as pain surged.
"Don't think you can get away with everything by keeping silent. You've already committed a crime by colluding with foreigners. Now you're even out to harm others. Sister Xu's maid has already told me that you were the only one with her that night.
She is so good to you and treats you as her own sister, but you want to harm her. If she gets any illness, you can't afford to compensate her even if you die!
Today, I want to teach you a lesson on behalf of the Ye family, so that you will learn your lesson!"
He glared with a ferocious look and ordered people to bring two buckets of water. There were floating ice on the water, which was obviously freshly drawn from the frozen lake.
"Wake up, young lady."
The servants brought two buckets of ice water and poured them over his head. The cold water mixed with ice cubes splashed on his face. The bone-chilling cold penetrated into his collar and cotton clothes, and the pain that tore at his bones invaded his whole body.
Shen Xu curled up in pain, his body shaking instinctively.
Seeing that she was neither crying nor making a fuss, but only trembling instinctively, Ye Fan felt very unsatisfied. He ordered someone to pour a bucket of water on her, and asked the servants to help her stand up. He ordered her to kneel for half an hour before letting her into the house to change clothes.
Shen Xu's lips had turned purple from the cold. She sat on the ground with her hands on her shoulders, cold water dripping from her hair, looking miserable.
The servants of the Ye Mansion were still yelling at her to kneel straight down, kicking and hitting her calves and shoulders roughly, but she had long been numb from the cold, and could not tell whether it was the pain of frostbite or the pain of being beaten.
She raised her red eyes and memorized those ferocious faces one by one. These were Ye Wanqing's family members. Was this the treatment Ye Wanqing received when she returned home?
Ye Wanqing repeatedly begged Yan Ge and Liu Zhang to make an exception for her and save such a person!
"Stop! Ye Fan, what are you doing!"
Song Lin stood at the gate of the yard with red eyes. He saw a person on the ground with disheveled wet hair and soaked clothes, forming a puddle of water on the ground.
Her trembling body curled up instinctively, but someone roughly held her arms and stepped on her calves, and asked her to kneel up straight.
Ye Fan stood at the door, tacitly allowing the servants to bully her and looked at her in such a state of disgrace with cold eyes.
Song Lin felt a pang of pain in his heart. He hurriedly strode forward, pushed away the violent servant, picked her up, and walked into the house.
Ye Fan wanted to speak out to stop him, but was shocked by the anger and murderous intent emanating from Song Lin.
He curled his lips, moved his body to let Song Lin carry the child into the house, and in a deep voice he ordered the servants to call a doctor, while he walked out cautiously and closed the door.
Shen Xu remained motionless as Song Lin took off her wet clothes. The pain caused by the cold water made her sober up instantly. She couldn't die in such a place. She still had important things to complete and revenge to take...
She raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her. He was taking off her clothes with an unsteady breath. When he saw the bruises on her body, his eyes turned red with anger and heartache.
Shen Xu tried his best to endure the stinging pain brought by the cold, and spoke in a suppressed voice, "Master Jiang, why are you so nice to me?"
Song Lin was startled. He hadn't expected her to call him Young Master Jiang, a name so unfamiliar to him. He then expressed Ye Fan's suspicions, "Why are you pretending to be Brother Ye's sister?"
Shen Xu ignored his questioning. She was held by Song Lin through the quilt, shivering from the cold.
"Does Young Master Jiang like me?"
Song Lin hugged her tightly and didn't answer. Hearing her call him "Young Master Jiang" in a strange way, he became confused.
Could it be that she was not his wife, but Pei Zhiyuan found someone who looked similar to replace her?
With heavy doubts, he leaned in and looked at her face carefully.
This was the face he had thought about thousands of times in his dreams. It hadn't changed at all, except that the lively cat's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of ravages of wind and frost, no longer as bright and charming as before.
Shen Xu looked at those burning amber eyes and suddenly felt a splitting headache. The high wall of memory rose up again, and the scorching heat burned her head, as if it wanted to burn everything to ashes.
She raised her eyes, endured the cold and the exploding headache, and tried to speak calmly.
"Master Jiang, I am the legitimate daughter of the Ye family. Ye Fan is my biological brother, and my home is here.
Five years ago, His Majesty broke off my engagement, and I became a laughing stock that no one in Yong'an City dared to marry.
Now, my husband is dead, my father is dead, and my brother will have to get married one day.
Now my reputation is ruined and I can’t get married. If Master Jiang is willing to show mercy and not despise me because I’m married, then marry me.”
Even though the hatred and anger flashed across her eyes the moment she raised her eyes, Song Lin was still shocked by the chill she exuded.
"Do you want to avenge Pei Zhiyuan?"
Shen Xu didn't say anything, her watery eyes said it all. She stretched her hand out from under the quilt and climbed onto Song Lin's neck.
She leaned closer to him and whispered softly, "As long as someone can protect my life and ensure my prosperity and wealth, I won't care who I follow."
"You are not Xiuxiu, you are the one Pei Zhiyuan found to replace Xiuxiu?" Song Lin frowned, with a hint of anger and disgust in his tone.
But when he lowered his eyes, he saw the scar on her shoulder. It was the scar that Pei Zhiyuan had stabbed her with the dagger that was their token of love when they were in Qingzhou Prefecture.
He reached out and touched the shallow scar, and the familiar touch instantly dispelled all his doubts.
He had kissed and caressed that scar on countless nights, and it carried his heartache and guilt.
She is his Xiu Xiu, there is no mistake about it!
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