BOOK-4

1995

Chapter 1995 Treasure Hunt

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Lin Yunniang sneered.

"She just looks down on us, and looks down on your grandfather's side."

If the father was here, how could the Lin family be bullied to this extent?

She has already seen that everyone in this world flatters the superior and suppresses the inferior.

And she also swore in her heart that one day, yes, one day, she would make those people look at them with admiration, and she would also step on Shen Qingci and Shen Qingrong under her feet.

Things were changing, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. She didn't believe that she, Lin Yunniang, could really continue to be so mediocre in her life.

"You must have the same heart as your mother," Lin Yunniang said to Brother Jing again, "Your mother is the only person you are closest to in this world, and they don't treat you as well as your own mother."

"Do you know?"

Brother Jing nodded quickly.

"Mother, I have remembered it."

"Except for mother, everyone in this world will plot against you and deceive you. Lin Yunniang continues to brainwash her son. They say good things and smile on their faces, but you must turn your eyes Keep your eyes peeled and be on guard against the black heart in their hearts."

Mrs. Yao on the side couldn't help but her heart skipped a beat after hearing this.

The madam was brainwashed by Mrs. Lin like this, and now the madam might also be trying to wipe the second young master's brain. If this continues, who knows what the second young master will be taught like?

She pulled up her sleeves and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. It really was better not to have anything happen to her. But after she thought about it, she should be fine. The second young master had a pure nature, but he was not a brainless person. This matter is neither right nor wrong, and there must be a conclusion in his mind, otherwise all the books he has read for so many years would be read to a dog.

In Prince Shuo's Mansion.

Shen Qingci's fingers suddenly trembled.

She removed her finger, and a drop of blood slowly oozed from above her finger.

I don’t know how it was injured, but it was all bleeding.

"What a waste."

She put her fingers in her mouth, and then she tasted a faint aftertaste of blood on her tongue.

How much spice did she eat?

"What's wrong?"

Lao Henglu came over and stood in front of her.

"It's nothing." Shen Qingci put her fingers in front of his eyes, "I just hurt my hand, which is a pity. There's a lot of blood and a lot of spices."

"What nonsense?"

Lao Hengli held her wrist tightly. When he saw the red spot above her finger, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was only a small wound and it was not serious.

He took Shen Qingci's wrist and pulled her into the house.

After letting her sit down, he took out a small box of ointment from the cabinet and applied some on Shen Qingci's fingers.