Chapter 87: Meeting the Young Marquis at Night (8)
A flicker of jealousy flashed in Shen Yue's eyes. She didn't know when this idiot cousin had become so beautiful. She hadn't expected that Shen Miao had been pretty before, but she had been deliberately dressed up to look vulgar. Now, with her striking temperament and gradually developing appearance, she was naturally incomparable.
Ren Wanyun was also dazzled by Shen Miao's attire. She frowned and said, "Fifth sister, why are you dressed so unlucky? This white and plain, I would have thought we were having a funeral."
“Second Aunt is wearing bright clothes today.” Shen Miao chuckled.
Ren Wanyun looked at her clothes and suddenly remembered something. She looked at Shen Miao carefully. She didn't know why Shen Miao came back from outside, and she looked so calm. However, what happened last night might deceive others, but not her. She wanted to confirm something, so she walked forward, walked in front of Shen Miao, smiled and took Shen Miao's arm, and asked with concern: "Fifth sister, did you sleep well last night?"
“Thank you for your trouble, Second Aunt. I slept well.” Shen Miao smiled.
Ren Wanyun carefully observed Shen Miao's expression, and seeing that she didn't look fake, she felt a little suspicious. When did Shen Miao develop the ability to remain so calm? Wouldn't an ordinary girl cry and wail when faced with something like this? Why was she so calm? Could it be all fake? She had clearly heard the miserable female voice last night.
Looking at Shen Miao's clear eyes, Ren Wanyun suddenly felt a surge of uneasiness in her heart, a feeling that made her a little flustered. Smiling, she leaned closer to Shen Miao and said, "Fifth Sister is sleeping well, and I'm at ease."
At first glance, one discovered that Shen Miao's neck was as white as jade. Her skin, originally fair, was even more like jade at this moment, without even a trace of stain, let alone scars.
It's impossible. Prince Yu's methods of playing with women have always been brutal. How could Shen Miao not have any marks on her body?
Shen Yue looked at Shen Miao, then at Ren Wanyun. She felt that something had happened, but she didn't know what it was.
Ren Wanyun's uneasiness grew. She grasped Shen Miao's hand, smiled and said casually, "It's really cold here. Aren't you cold wearing such thin clothes, Fifth Sister?" As she spoke, Ren Wanyun suddenly tugged at Shen Miao's sleeve. The white sleeve was pulled up in an instant, revealing a part of her fair wrist.
Her arms were white and clean, like the finest mutton-fat jade, without a single mark. Ren Wanyun stood there in shock. Shen Miao pulled her hand back, smiled, and said, "Second Aunt seems to be checking something."
"No..." Ren Wanyun forced a smile. "Just now... my hand slipped a little." She was a little confused, not knowing how to express herself. How could Shen Miao not have a single scar on her body? She was an experienced person. Not to mention someone like Prince Yu, even an ordinary man would more or less leave marks on a woman. Could it be that Prince Yu was not as cunning as he appeared? But Shen Miao's expression at the moment did not seem like she had suffered many setbacks.
But Shen Miao maintained such a nonchalant look, how could she talk about some things?
She glanced around and only saw Huang Ying and Qing Luan beside Chen Yue, but not Shen Miao's Jing Zhe and Gu Yu. She rolled her eyes and asked, "Where are the two girls beside Fifth Sister? They haven't been seen since early this morning."
"I asked them to bring me some porridge. I woke up this morning and felt a little uncomfortable in my throat."
"This place is far from the kitchen," Ren Wanyun said with a smile, "Kid, just say it directly. But, isn't the kitchen in the South Pavilion?"
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