Chapter 103 Seven Stars in a Row
The next day.
The faint light of early morning shines through the window lattices of the ancestral hall and falls in patches on the cold ground.
Squeak——
The heavy wooden door was pushed open.
Guyu's anxious figure appeared at the door with a crying voice.
"Miss!"
Chen He slowly raised her head. She hadn't slept all night, and after kneeling for a long time and sleeping on the ground all night, she felt as if all the bones in her body were falling apart and the pain was unbearable.
She held onto the altar and slowly stood up.
"Miss, you have suffered!"
Guyu hurried forward to support her, tears streaming down her face.
"This ancestral hall is cold and hard, how can you bear it..."
"Grandma and Master are so cruel!"
Chen He patted her hand gently, with a very faint smile on his face, with a vicissitude that was not in line with his age.
"Silly girl, why are you crying?"
"This little bit of suffering is nothing."
Compared to the tragedy of dying in a mass grave in the previous life, this little bit of physical pain is nothing to worry about.
Guyu supported Chenhe and walked out of the ancestral hall slowly, step by step.
***
Shen Mansion, the dining hall.
The atmosphere was so oppressive that it was almost suffocating.
There was a simple breakfast on the table, with some porridge and side dishes, but no one touched their chopsticks.
Grandmother Shan had a gloomy face and was too lazy to even lift her eyelids.
Father Shen Qingyuan sat in the main seat, his face ashen and his lips tightly pursed into a line.
Several of his half-brothers and sisters were even more silent, not daring to raise their heads.
Only Chen He stood with his back straight, picked up the chopsticks, and drank the porridge calmly in small sips.
It was as if the low pressure around her had nothing to do with her.
Time passes by little by little.
Finally, the others hurriedly put down their bowls and chopsticks and bowed and left as if they had been pardoned.
In the huge flower hall, only Chen He and his daughter Shen Qingyuan were left.
The air became more stagnant.
Chen He put down the white jade spoon in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Shen Qingyuan, his voice was soft, but with a strange certainty.
"Father."
Shen Qingyuan's eyelids moved, but he didn't look at her.
"I know you don't believe what I said in the ancestral hall yesterday."
Shen Qingyuan snorted coldly and remained silent.
Chen He didn't care and continued softly:
"But my daughter also said that true friendship is revealed in times of adversity."
"The Shen family is currently facing difficulties due to the incident involving my second sister. It is a precarious time."
Her eyes were clear, yet seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
"Just wait and see."
“Look at this critical moment, who will disregard everything and reach out to help Shen Jiao.”
"When the time comes, my father will know who is right and who is wrong."
Shen Qingyuan's fingers gripping the teacup tightened slightly.
He finally raised his eyes and looked at his eldest daughter who seemed to have been reborn overnight, with a complicated and indecipherable look in his eyes.
***
That day, with Shen He's help, Shen Yan was sent to the palace to accompany Shen Jiao.
Aunt Lin held Shen Yan's hand and prepared a lot of trauma medicine for Shen Yan. It can be seen how scared Aunt Lin and Shen Yan were of Shen Jiao's behavior towards Shen Yan.
***
The seventh day of the Putuo Temple blessing ceremony.
An earth-shattering piece of news, like a thunderclap, rang out over the capital!
The Third Prince, Xiao Jingren, actually knelt outside the palace gate and admitted in public—
The child in Miss Shen Jiao's belly is his!
"Have you heard? His Royal Highness the Third Prince admitted it himself!"
"Oh my god! It's actually His Royal Highness the Third Prince?"
"I thought...I thought it was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince..."
"Shh! Keep your voice down! Don't say that!"
All the rumors that were originally directed at the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace came to an abrupt end in an instant!
All eyes were focused on the third prince Xiao Jingren and the second daughter of the Shen family, Shen Jiao!
I heard that His Majesty was furious in the palace, as angry as thunder!
But Xiao Jingren just knelt outside the hall, covered in dust, exposed to the wind and sun, and apologized loudly over and over again, taking all the blame on himself.
The voice, mournful yet resolute, echoed throughout the palace and beyond.
In the end, the emperor couldn't resist this "affectionate" drama, or perhaps he was weighing the pros and cons.
This huge palace scandal was completely exposed in broad daylight in such a tragic and absurd way!
***
Shen Mansion.
After receiving the news, Shen Qingyuan paced back and forth in the hall, his face full of shock and confusion.
"Why?"
"What on earth does the Third Prince want?!"
He stopped abruptly and looked at the butler beside him.
"Admitting it at this time is like courting disaster! What good will it do him?!"
"Could it be... Could it be that he really is..."
He couldn't say the rest of the words.
Shan sat aside, covering her heart with a handkerchief, her face pale, and she kept muttering "evil" and "misfortune to the family".
Several concubines and illegitimate children looked at each other, not daring to breathe.
Unique Shenhe.
She sat quietly in the armchair in the corner, holding a cup of warm tea and gently blowing the hot steam.
In my ears were my father's anxious questioning, my grandmother's suppressed sobs, and the servants' panicked discussions.
There was no trace of emotion on her face.
It was as if all this had been expected by her.
But a hint of cold sarcasm flashed across those bottomless eyes.
***
The days go by.
The blessing ceremony came to the fourteenth day in a blink of an eye.
On this day, the originally clear sky suddenly became cloudy without any warning!
A strong wind suddenly arose inside the palace!
The dark clouds spread rapidly across the sky like spilled ink, covering the sky and the sun!
The wind was howling, blowing up the fallen leaves and dust on the ground, and making the bells on the eaves of the palace jingle with a shrill sound.
Inside the Qianyuan Hall.
The emperor, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, stood in front of the palace gate with his hands behind his back, looking at the dark scene outside the palace with a frown.
Sudden!
He seemed to have seen something, and his pupils suddenly contracted!
His eyes were fixed on the direction of the palace gate in the distance!
Boom——!
Another loud thunder!
Almost at the same time!
The strong wind suddenly intensified, making it almost impossible for people to stand!
The sand and gravel crackled and hit the pillars and window frames of the palace!
The glazed tiles on the palace eaves seemed to be shaking!
"ah--!"
Some timid palace maids screamed and trembled!
"Look up at the sky!"
I don’t know who it is, but he is pointing his trembling finger to the sky!
I saw that the dark clouds, as thick as ink, were suddenly torn open by a huge hole as if by an invisible big hand!
Behind the crack, seven extremely bright stars suddenly appeared!
They are connected in a line, like a jade belt, spanning the sky!
It emits a cold and strange light!
"Seven... Seven Stars in a Row?!"
The knowledgeable old eunuch cried out in shock, his voice filled with incredible fear!
"Oh my God! It's a strange vision! A very bad omen!"
"No! No!"
Another voice retorted sharply, with fanaticism!
"It's an auspicious sign! It's the Buddha appearing! Pray at Putuo Temple, and the Buddha will appear!"
These words were like lighting dry wood!
“The Buddha has appeared!”
“Please bless me, Buddha!”
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