Reborn Black Lotus can read minds

When it got darker, someone sent Shen Yuan back to her dormitory and kindly gave her food.

Shen Yuan lay on the couch for a whole day and night before waking up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the pain all over his body hit him from all directions.

Ahe handed her a bowl of cold porridge.

Shen Yuan asked: "What's the situation in the mansion now?"

Ahe naturally understood that Shen Yuan's biggest concern at the moment was whether the guy who pushed her was found out, so he made a gesture.

"The third young master took the list of kitchen staff from Zhang Qian, checked them one by one, and found out two people who were not on the list. Under questioning, the two people confessed to pushing you into the water, but they insisted on It was said that it was caused by accident and the person behind it was not recruited. (os)"

Shen Yuan nodded and closed his eyes heavily.

She knew, she knew this was the result.

Not to mention that these two people didn't move, even if they did, would Xiao Xingyun let the news get out?

The reputation of the prime minister's house and his sister's innocence were something he could not ignore.

And I am just a maid, life and death are not that important.

Xiao Xingyun told her not to interfere.

But who is she? She is Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan never sits back and waits to be slaughtered.

When I felt that the wound was almost healed and I could move and walk, four days had passed since the banquet.

In the past four days, Shen Yuan had not been idle for a moment.

She is patiently planning her game.

Now that she could walk, she had to go to Xiao Shun first.

She needs to know something about the banquet.

At this time, Xiao Shun was walking around restlessly in the courtyard.

After the banquet, Xiao Shun has been confused. Shen Yuan fell into the water, and he has an extra daughter-in-law for no reason. The third brother is busy investigating the case of the drowning every day.

He felt that there was a knot of depression in his chest. No one could talk about it, and he felt so uncomfortable.

For him, Shen Yuan's arrival was undoubtedly a spring of fresh water poured into his heart.

"How do you feel physically?" Xiao Shun asked with concern, "I also heard about you falling into the water."

"Almost fine. What about you? You look worried. What happened?" Shen Yuan asked.

Xiao Shun looked at her and saw that nothing was wrong with her, and then he let out a long sigh.

"This banquet was supposed to be for my third brother to get married, but now it's a good thing. I was inexplicably dragged into someone else's place... This feeling is like pulling a carrot out of a hole and stuffing it into a hole." It feels like the winter melon has gone in, and it always feels weird.”

Shen Yuan looked at him in surprise, "Isn't this the banquet for your third brother and Zhou Lingyu?"

Xiao Shun said distressedly: "Logically speaking, yes, but I seem to have cut off my beard..."

"What's the reason? There's no explanation for such a big thing?" Shen Yuan thought this was too much fun. What was Xiao Mansion doing?

How could you be so careless about something as important as a marriage? Can't the elder brother replace the younger brother? Just a brother-in-law in disguise? It’s so messy, so messy.

Xiao Shun thought for a while, "The reason seems to be that the third brother is going to the Northern Desert soon and won't be able to come back for a while. Moreover, things in the Northern Desert are more complicated, and various forces are involved in it, which is very dangerous... .So I was temporarily replaced..."

Shen Yuan was even more surprised, "Bei Desert? Xiao Xingyun is going to Bei Desert?"

She was so excited that she even gave up the honorific title of Third Young Master and called Third Brother by his full name. Xiao Shun was startled, fearing that she would be overly emotional and burst the wound, so he quickly found a wooden stool for her.

"Sit down and talk, sit down and talk."

Bei Mo is a place that Shen Yuan is very familiar with.

The changes in the previous life started from here.

Shen Yuan sat on the stool, feeling much calmer. She looked at Xiao Shun's troubled and anxious expression and asked with concern: "What about you, are you willing to marry?"

Xiao Shun also found a stool for himself and sat next to her.

As the middle of the month passed, the weather became sultry, and the early summer sunshine penetrated the trees in the courtyard and gently hit the two of them.

"I don't want to." He lowered his head, "It's too sudden. There's nothing to think about for a person I've never met before."

"It's really sudden. My sister-in-law turned into a lady... Your Xiao family is quite fantastic," Shen Yuan glanced at Xiao Shun and said, "How about this Zhou Lingyu?"

"...Well, I heard that Zhou Lingyu is a well-known talented woman from Hongru Academy and the proud disciple of Xie Wushuang, the great master of Chinese studies."

Hongru Academy? Isn't it the academy where Tang Guanxia is located?

If these dignitaries don't go to the Imperial College to study, why do they all go to the same academy? Could it be that there is something really special about this academy?

Seeing her lost in thought, Xiao Shun said, "Do you know Xie Wushuang?"

Shen Yuan shook her head.

Xiao Shun looked like he knew you had never heard of it before, "I heard that Xie Wushuang grew up to six years old, while others were still babbling and had just grown their sixth-year-old teeth. When the poetry world was still fashioning piling up gorgeous words, she She has single-handedly pioneered realistic poetry. She is good at leaving blank spaces, and her language is clear and beautiful, just like the breeze blowing on her face. She abandons gorgeousness, but can touch the sadness that goes deep into her heart. At the age of only sixteen, she has already achieved quite a lot. , ended up with "the word is overwhelming in the south of the Yangtze River, and the literary writing is in the north."

’, she is called the Queen of Ghostly Poetry by the industry. "

Shen Yuan exclaimed: "So... so many high-ranking officials flocked to Hongru Academy because of her?"

Xiao Shun nodded, "Not bad."

"Not only did she study under Xie Wushuang, but she also stood out among the many talented people under her. Isn't this Zhou Lingyu very powerful?"

"It is indeed very powerful...but it has nothing to do with me. I have no interest in her." Xiao Shun really had no expression when he said these words.

"You don't like this? So what do you like?" Shen Yuan asked.

Xiao Shun thought for a while, "We have common interests."

"what is your hobby?"

"Planting."

Shen Yuan smiled stiffly, "Then you two are indeed not from the same world...there is no fate."

Xiao Shun shook his head: "Oh, that's right."

Seeing that he was in a low mood, Shen Yuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry about it. Let's go out to play during the Loy Krathong Festival and relax. How about it?"

When Xiao Shun heard "Loy Krathong Festival", his face showed some expression, "I didn't expect you to also celebrate children's festival!"

"Hmph, I'm a kid too!" Shen Yuan cleared her throat, "Besides, Guo's sugar paintings will also be available at the stall!"

Xiao Shun's eyes lit up: "Seriously?"

Shen Yuan nodded.

Xiao Shun thought of something, "Last time you said you wanted to repay me by treating me to candy and paintings. You can't lie!"

"I remember."

Xiao Shun said happily: "Okay!"

"When you leave the house, take me with you."

"Okay, I'll tell Uncle Zhang and I'll make sure there's no problem," Xiao Shun thought for a while, "By the way, how are you feeling? Can you go out?"

Shen Yuan waved her hand, "Don't worry about it.

I'm more than half healed. "

Xiao Shun was dancing with joy for a while. Shen Yuan seemed to have a magical power that made people feel peaceful. Whenever he was in a state of distress, she could make him happy again.

......

The days were calm and the days before the Loy Krathong Festival soon arrived.

Shen Yuan's injuries have almost healed.

She leaned lazily on the orchid chair, holding a cup of steaming tea, waiting for A'he's arrival.

Not long after, Ahe knocked on the door and walked in gently.

"Is the wooden frame ready?" Shen Yuan asked.

Ahe nodded.

"Not bad, have you got the requiem?"

Ah He nodded.

Shen Yuan looked at her with satisfaction and said, "Tonight, I want to have a talk with Feng Ling alone in the woodshed. You know what to do, right?"

Ahe nodded solemnly.

"Go."

As the night deepens, crows fly around in the yard and scream, which makes people feel a little weird.

The boy who was guarding the door outside the woodshed lay crookedly on the ground. Ahe was watching beside him, and a faint light was shining in the room.

Shen Yuan knew that there was not enough time to talk, so he simply got straight to the point.

"Wind Chime, we were framed. I didn't write the expose letter. Someone deliberately imitated my handwriting to frame it. A few days ago, I was pushed into a deep pool by this person again and almost died!"

She took a peek at Feng Chime's expression.

"Obviously, this person's target is both of us. If one of us cannot survive, the other one should not be far behind."

Feng Chime said nothing, and Shen Yuan stared at her.

"...If I ask her to borrow this month's salary, will she be...unwilling? (os)"

Their eyebrows are burning, what is this silly girl still thinking about?

Shen Yuan looked solemn: "No matter what big secret you hide, I don't care. The top priority now is to unite and break the situation together!"

She stepped forward and held Feng Chime's shoulders.

"If we don't unite together at this critical moment, we are very likely to die! Do you understand!"

The wind chime had no expression or reaction.

"Join me, Wind Chime!"

She is bitter.

"How about I give you all of this month's salary when things work out?"

Feng Chime's dull eyes shone slightly, and a clear soft light appeared in his eyes, "Is this true?"

Seeing her softened attitude, Shen Yuan knew that the salary was more tempting to her than anything else, so she said, "It's more real than money."

"What are you going to do?" Feng Chime asked.

"Well..." Shen Yuan narrowed her eyes and lowered her voice, "Of course I want to make things bigger."

Feng Chime paused slightly, with a slight surprise on his face, "Wouldn't it be bad to make things worse?"

Shen Yuan suppressed the dissatisfaction in her heart.

"You were framed for leaving the house without permission, and now some people even say that you attempted murder. How can you endure it?"

Feng Chime had a blank look on his face, and his eyes reflected Shen Yuan's hatred for the iron.

"...If things get serious and I am kicked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, without my salary, they are outside the city...how can they survive this winter...(os)"

Shen Yuan's anger was extinguished immediately. She was a little surprised and asked tentatively: "What worries do you have?"

Feng Chime shook his head and said nothing.

The lonely voice of the wind chime came from the quiet woodshed.

For the first time, Shen Yuan knew that her heart also had emotions.

"Ayao has a cold and can't afford to pay for it."

He was paying for the medicine and had been in a coma for several days in the ruined temple. He went to the town to work for someone, and his right leg was broken by the evil boss. Before he could get treatment, he was rolling on the ground in pain all day long. Can the leg still be cured... All the money given before was used to pay for the doctor. They have not eaten or drank, and have been hungry for several days... (os)"

Shen Yuan's heart trembled.

Is this her secret?

Feng Ling was imprisoned in the woodshed because she took the blame for her, and therefore missed the opportunity to leave the house.

Shen Yuan felt a sting in her heart, and the painful memory buried deep in her heart was also revealed.

In the previous life, by the Yunyang River.

Little Shen Yuan and little mute A He made an appointment to meet under a sycamore tree in the forest.

The old sycamore tree is old, its huge root system is lingering in the forest, and its crown has grown huge, and the top of the tree can overlook the whole city.

The two planned to climb to the highest top together to watch the sunset set from the ground.

However, Shen Yuan missed the appointment, and she didn't expect that it would be their last meeting.

Within a few days, news came that the little mute had been beaten to death.

Not even a complete corpse was left, and no one gave him a decent tombstone.

In this way, he became a lonely ghost, a ghost who could never see the sunset again.

Shen Yuan once had the ability to change everything. She could have taken him in, even if he was a servant of the Shen family. Maybe then he wouldn't die and he could grow up smoothly.

Every time he thought about this, the feeling of guilt, heartache, and regret made Shen Yuan overwhelmed.

Therefore, when Shen Yuan saw Zhao Qingce in the yellow sand, she regarded this as the second chance given to her by God.

She made up for all her past guilt on Zhao Qingce, not only lending a helping hand, but even picking him up back to the Shen family.

She was afraid, she was afraid that this little boy would die again like A He while she stood by and watched. But precisely because of this, she personally pushed the Shen family into the bottomless abyss of destruction.

Pulling himself away from the memory, Shen Yuan looked at the girl in front of him, his eyes gradually softened, and reason gradually took over his brain.

She suddenly thought, since the maid is not allowed to leave the house, how does the wind chime take care of people outside the city?

There is only one possibility that she can leave the house.

Thinking of this, Shen Yuan suddenly realized, she asked: "Why did Yingchun find the pass token from you? Could it be that you really stole it?"

Feng Chime looked at Shen Yuan calmly: "I can't talk about this."

The girl's black hair was like satin, but it was tied loosely behind her ears. She looked down at the ground, clenching and unclenching her fists.

"Insignificant ants also have things they want to protect. I am the same person as you."

Shen Yuan was not looking at the wind chime, but looking at the dark night sky outside through the window.

"My grandfather once said that if you live like an ant, you should have the ambition to be a swan... Fengchi, if you can't even protect your life, how can you protect the people you cherish?"

The sonorous and powerful sound echoed in the woodshed, and each word struck the heart of the wind chime.

Feng Ling was not good at words and often caused misunderstandings. Over time, she was afraid that her words would bring trouble to everyone, so she gradually closed herself off.

She thought she could avoid problems as long as she didn't communicate with others. Over time, she even closed off her own emotions and was unwilling to express them.

She buried her emotions deeply

From the bottom of my heart, I work hard and do things without complaint.

But reality is not like that. She didn't cause any trouble, but she still got into trouble.

"A butterfly flapping its wings will cause a hurricane in the jungle. The way the world is, we are all to blame. There is no use in escaping. No one can survive alone. We have been involved in this hurricane and there is no way out. Only by fighting them to the end can we have a chance of survival. Tell me everything, Feng Chime, and I will stand with you."

"Ci is more popular in the south of the Yangtze River, and literature is more popular in the north" is a description of our talented girl Li Qingzhao. I am simply borrowing the name here.