Chapter 92 Returning Home (4)
The maids in the room didn't dare to make a sound. With such a big thing happening, there was no guarantee that their master wouldn't vent her anger on them.
As Ren Wanyun stared at the curtain in a daze, Shen Qing suddenly moved on the bed. She quickly lowered her head and called out, "Qing'er?"
Shen Qing opened his eyes and saw Ren Wanyun. He was terrified and grabbed Ren Wanyun's face with one hand: "Let me go, go away! Help!"
"Qing'er, I'm your mother! I'm your mother! Don't be afraid, mother is here!" Ren Wanyun's heart was broken, but Shen Qing seemed unaware of it. She just struggled hard, staring at the ceiling and shouting wildly.
Xianglan and Caiju quickly stepped forward to help hold her down. Shen Qing was like a madman, completely unconscious, not even recognizing Ren Wanyun. Her struggle ruined the medicine she had just applied, revealing the bloody wounds in front of Ren Wanyun. Pain filled her face, and she couldn't help but scream.
"Madam." Xianglan and Caiju were shocked and terrified. Ren Wanyun had always been a man of her own ideas, always able to handle any major event calmly. She had seen many storms and waves over the years, but now she had been forced to this point. The two girls who had followed Ren Wanyun for many years could not help but feel shocked.
“Where is Shen Miao?” Ren Wanyun asked aggressively.
"The fifth young lady... is in the temple." Caiju said cautiously.
"Take good care of Qing'er. If anything happens to her again, you two will die." Ren Wanyun turned and walked out.
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In the Buddhist temple, a huge golden Buddha statue stands tall, looking down at all the believers with kind eyes.
In front of Cao Dun, Shen Miao knelt on the ground, holding incense in her hand, but no one knew what she was thinking.
She has been kneeling here for several hours since morning.
"Girl, you should get up and rest for a while," Jingzhe said, "It's not worth hurting yourself by kneeling. The Buddha must have seen your sincerity long ago, and what you pray for will surely be granted."
Will what you ask for be fulfilled? Upon hearing this, Shen Miao pulled a bitter smile from the corner of her mouth. What she asked for had long been impossible to fulfill. Although there was a chance to redeem the mistakes of the previous life in this life, in a life that had already gone wrong, those who had passed away would not come back. Her Wanyu, her Fu Ming, would there ever be a chance to redeem themselves?
I'm afraid it has already turned into a glimmer of light in this world, and nothing is left.
Besides, she is not a believer.
Shen Miao looked up at the giant golden Buddha statue. It was just a cold statue, unable to truly save sentient beings. If the heavens had eyes, how could they allow good people to meet a tragic end? And how could the bad guys live freely?
She knelt there, burning incense sticks one after another, not to the Buddha, but to the deceased in her past life. Those who died because of her.
Since her rebirth, she has had no chance or reason to pay homage to these people, including her non-existent children. Now that she is here, she burns incense in front of the Buddha to commemorate the dead.
"Chen Miao!" A menacing voice suddenly broke in.
Shen Miao smiled, people in this world just like to be impatient.
She rubbed her aching knees, stood up, turned her head, looked at Ren Wanyun in front of her, and said with a smile, "Second Aunt."
Seeing Shen Miao's smile, Ren Wanyun felt even more irritated. She quickly stepped forward, raised her hand and was about to slap Shen Miao in the face.
By the time Jingzhe and Guyu tried to stop them, it was too late. The expected crisp sound did not appear. Shen Miao grabbed Ren Wanyun's arm with all her strength, her palm stopping just in front of her.
"Aunt is so impulsive, I don't know why. Although you can discipline me on behalf of my parents, hitting people without reason is probably not a rule in ordinary families," she said.
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