The Marquis of Chengen's Residence.
With a loud bang, the door to the woodshed was kicked open from the outside.
The man in blue stormed into the room like a raging lion. He effortlessly grabbed the girl on the ground by the collar, his eyes bloodshot. "Song Zhiyu, you bitch, how dare you push Shu'er into the water! You deserve to die!"
“If it weren’t for Shu’er, how could we have brought you back to the Marquis’s mansion? But not only are you ungrateful, you also tried to harm Shu’er. How can we tolerate you?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yanxi stretched out his strong hand and gripped Song Zhiyu's neck tightly, his eyes coldly watching the girl's face gradually turn purple, his grip remaining firm.
Song Zhiyu snapped out of a suffocating pain. Driven by her survival instinct, she pulled out the dagger hidden in her sleeve and stabbed the man viciously.
"ah!"
A sharp pain shot through his shoulder, and Shen Yanxi screamed as he released his grip, throwing Song Zhiyu violently to the ground. His eyes were filled with disbelief. "Song Zhiyu, how dare you kill your brother?"
If he hadn't dodged in time, the knife would have been stuck in his heart.
Hearing the roars around her, Song Zhiyu forced herself to stand up straight, struggled to open her eyes, and looked at Shen Yanxi's face, which was so familiar to her to the bone. For a moment, her expression was dazed, and long-lost memories flooded into her mind.
She was reborn.
In her past life, she was the true daughter of a marquis, but her identity was taken away by a concubine and she wandered in the countryside for many years.
She thought the Marquis's family genuinely wanted to bring her back, but it turned out to be all a scheme and manipulation.
For the sake of so-called family ties, she schemed for her brothers, but in their hearts, none of them cared as much as a single word from the fake heiress.
Her elder brother was crippled in both legs, and she spared no expense, risking her own life, to find the best medicine to cure him. But then, because of a fake heiress's comment, "I really envy my sister's freedom, unlike me, who is weak and gets out of breath after just a few steps," he broke both her legs.
Her second brother was incompetent in medicine and stubborn, which worsened the prince's condition. It was she who withstood all the pressure and pulled him back from the brink of death. In the end, however, he used the medical skills she had taught him to extract her heart's blood to treat the fake heiress.
Her third brother was framed by his rivals and his reputation was ruined. She braved the scorn of the world to find evidence and clear his name. But he, in order to cover up the truth of the murder for the fake heiress, spread rumors and framed her, pushing her into the abyss.
Fourth Brother was an uneducated and incompetent man who got into trouble with bandits. It was she who risked her life to infiltrate the bandits' lair and save him from dire straits. However, he listened to the fake heiress's instigation and personally handed her over to the bandits, causing her to suffer endless torment and nearly lose her life.
The thought of how all his sincerity had been wasted, and how he had been beaten to death in the snowy night, with no one to claim his body, filled him with a sense of despair.
The Shen family climbed to high positions by stepping on her corpse. Song Zhiyu almost couldn't suppress the resentment in her heart. Her hands, hanging by her sides, clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her flesh.
Bright red blood dripped onto the ground, splattering into patches of blood, but she seemed to feel no pain whatsoever.
Since the heavens are unjust, why shouldn't she overturn them?
*
Seeing Song Zhiyu staring at him with a dark look and obvious murderous intent in his eyes, Shen Yanxi felt a little flustered for some reason. He warned in a harsh voice, "Song Zhiyu, you had better pray that Shu'er is safe and sound. Otherwise, I will make you wish you were dead."
Upon hearing this, Song Zhiyu toyed with the blood-stained dagger in her hand, her voice chillingly cold, "What a coincidence, I'll give you that same phrase too."
You'd better protect yourself and your books. If they fall into my hands, it won't be as simple as wishing for death.
Her clear and melodious voice resonated deeply, causing Shen Yanxi to pause for a moment, as if a heavy hammer had struck his heart, and something seemed to be slowly leaving him.
But in just a moment, Shen Yanxi's face darkened.
He hadn't expected to be intimidated by Song Zhiyu's imposing manner, and instantly became enraged. He raised his hand high, ready to slap Song Zhiyu across the face, "Song Zhiyu, have we been too good to you, making you forget your place?"
*Smack!*
A crisp slap rang out, and a bright red handprint instantly appeared on Shen Yanxi's fair face.
"Be nice to me? You dare say that? I'm giving you face." Song Zhiyu gripped Shen Yanxi's wrist, which was suspended in mid-air, and slapped him again with her backhand.
Meeting Shen Yanxi's shocked and disgusted gaze, Song Zhiyu leisurely took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, his disdainful look as if Shen Yanxi were some kind of filthy thing that could not be touched.
“You…” Shen Yanxi was furious, and his gaze toward Song Zhiyu seemed to be poisoned.
But before he could finish speaking, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.
Immediately, a large group of people rushed into the room.
The middle-aged man at the head of the group stared at Song Zhiyu with disgust in his eyes, his face so gloomy it could drip water. "You unfilial daughter, Shu'er treated you like a sister, how could you do this to her?"
"As expected of a child not raised by their parents, their character is so appalling."
After saying that, Song Zhiyu sneered, her words carrying a hidden meaning, "First of all, I didn't push Chen Jinshu into the water, so stop trying to smear me. Her self-directed and self-acted tricks can only fool fools like you."
Secondly, although I hate to admit it, your blood flows in my veins. Like father, like son; I learned all this from you.
What a hypocrite! In order to give Shen Jinshu, the mistress of another woman, a legitimate identity, he not only switched the two of them, but also abandoned her in the deep mountains to fend for herself. Even tigers don't eat their cubs.
Shen Feng is utterly despicable!
Shen Feng's already gloomy face darkened even more. He hadn't expected that Song Zhiyu, who was usually so obedient and compliant, would not only dare to talk back to him but also dare to mock him. "Sharp-tongued! In this manor, besides you, who else would target Shu'er? Fortunately, Shu'er is alright, otherwise, I would definitely not let you off the hook."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yanxi and his mother's voices rang out simultaneously.
"Shu'er is alright, that's wonderful." Shen Yanxi breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Yanxi, what happened to your face? And your shoulder, who did this?" Mother Shen exclaimed, her face full of heartache as she stroked the red marks on Shen Yanxi's face, her eyes brimming with tears.
"Heh, Song Zhiyu has really made something of herself. I just wanted to teach her a lesson for Shu'er, and then let the matter drop, but I didn't expect her to actually try to kill me." Shen Yanxi snorted coldly, feeling somewhat uncomfortable as he recalled the fleeting murderous intent in Song Zhiyu's eyes earlier.
Song Zhiyu gave a forced smile, her expression slightly regretful, "Thank you for the compliment, it's just a pity I didn't stab you a couple more times."
Mother Shen turned around and looked at Song Zhiyu, who was so different from before. She frowned slightly and said with some resentment in her tone, "Zhiyu, no matter what, Yanxi is still your brother. How could you be so cruel to him?"
She knew that Song Zhiyu hadn't grown up in their presence and hadn't received proper guidance, so she inevitably had some flaws in her personality, and was no match for Shu'er.
But no matter what, she shouldn't have laid a hand on her own brother; she'd really raised him to be a bad child.
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