The best are seeking death every day, and the big guys are killing each other indiscriminately.

"Who are these gentlemen? Are you back from school?"

Hang Fanqian kept watching their reactions from the corner of her eye, and saw Wen Shao chatting in a low voice with her eldest nephew. Her target: Wen Shao, just didn't look this way. She was a little afraid that the other party would leave without looking away like before. So I decided to take the initiative.

She walked slowly to the steps, pretending to have just discovered them, and greeted them. She kept looking at Wen Shao with affectionate eyes, as if telling him that the words she just recited were for him.

For today, she had practiced managing her expression in front of the mirror for a long time. Since she took the beauty pill produced by the system, her body has become even more beautiful.

Her skin, which was originally dull due to being exposed to a lot of sun, became snow-white, and her rough fingers became white and tender. In addition, the Wen family did not treat her badly in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and the several sets of new clothes they made for her were of very good quality in both style and material.

Just based on this appearance, it is difficult to connect her with a country girl.

The eldest nephew nodded and asked, "Did Aunt Hang write the words she just read by herself?"

Hang Fanqian smiled "embarrassingly" and nodded lightly.

The eldest nephew was shocked: "I didn't expect Aunt Hang to be so knowledgeable, but I'm a little curious. Didn't you come from the countryside? How did you know how to compose lyrics? Where did you learn it?"

"Isn't your family treating you badly? How could you be made literate?"

His tone was completely shocked and amazed, but people with a guilty conscience always have other understandings.

Hang Fanqian thought he was questioning her, and immediately raised her voice: "Young master, what does this mean? Do you think I'm lying to you? This poem is what I feel. If there is any lies, I will be struck by thunder!"

"No..." The eldest nephew was a little confused. He just asked why he was so angry. Just when he was about to say something, he heard a huge thunder in the daytime. The warm sun just now was covered by dark clouds, as if it would be over in the next second. It started to rain heavily.

Hang Fanqian was frightened by the giant thunder and trembled. No, no, no, is there really a god in this world? Will she really be punished by God?

That's right, even time travel has happened, and it's normal to have gods and goddesses... Gods and Buddhas, she is really just talking... don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously.

A thunderbolt silenced both the eldest nephew and Hang Fanqian. Only Wen Shao smiled: "Retribution comes so quickly? Why didn't I kill you at once?"

"I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Hang Fanqian was very angry. The real author wouldn't come here to identify her anyway, so she could say whatever she wanted.

"Just kidding, why are you so angry? You can't be anxious." Wen Shao said with a smile.

"I don't!"

"Okay, okay, okay, just pretend you don't have it." Wen Shao shrugged, "I'm not interested in your business, can you please excuse me, you're blocking my way."

"And you little brats, can't you see it's going to rain? Why don't you go home quickly?"

"Oh, okay, here we come!" Several nephews responded one after another.

Several people passed by Hang Fanqian. Her pretense was a failure. If a scholar who loves reading heard her words, he would definitely feel pity for the sadness in her tone and discuss it with her. one time.

But who made the Wen family's genes the genes of bad academics? Listening to the teacher read articles in school is enough. When you come back to meet someone and discuss words with her, it's better to kill them directly.

At most they were curious, how did Hang Fanqian learn to read and write given her family conditions? As for discussion? What to discuss? They didn't remember a word of what she just said, so there was nothing to discuss.

Might as well go back and touch the tiger.

What a handsome young man from a scholar’s ​​family, it turns out that the TV series are all lies! Hang Fanqian was angry that her good face was lost in vain, but seeing Wen Shao passing her by again, besides being angry, she was more anxious.

It took a lot of effort to pull out a poem that fit the occasion from memory, and deliberately created this chance encounter. In the end, nothing was gained. This made Hang Fanqian, who always believed that efforts should be rewarded, very annoyed.

He just kept doing nothing and slipped, falling towards Wen Shao.

Wen Shao reacted very quickly, almost as soon as she made a move, he quickly dodged away. This was all based on experience in many worlds, and he was so skilled that it made people feel distressed.

Hang Fanqian fell down firmly. When she fell, she subconsciously used her hands to support her. One side of her arm was sore and painful, and the skin on her delicate fingers was broken, and a lot of blood flowed out.

Wen Shao looked at her hand, suddenly thoughtful.

"Wen Shao, why don't you help me!" Under the pain, Hang Fanqian completely lost her disguise and yelled at Wen Shao.

Wen Shao crossed his arms and said rudely: "When I call you Aunt Hang, that's because I am well-educated, but you are so shameless, do you really think of yourself as an elder?"

"Tsk, that's not right." Wen Shao kicked her moderately and said sarcastically, "You don't think of yourself as an elder, but you want to seduce me, right? Are you really stupid for treating me like an elder?"

"What are you still doing?" Wen Shao said to the servants pretending to be invisible, "Didn't you see that Aunt Hang was injured? Why don't you send her back to the house and take good care of her?"

"Yes."

Wen Shao didn't look at her again, turned around to gather his emotions, and walked into Mrs. Wen's room with a slumped face.

"Mom!" Wen Shao shouted.

The voice startled Mrs. Wen. She put down the account book in her hand and asked with concern: "What's wrong? What happened? Sir, did you scold you again?"

Wen Shao choked, no! He is a good student who works hard every day!

"No, it's that Hang, Hang something!" Wen Shao sat opposite her angrily, and the young man's murmurs could be seen clearly.

"What?" Mother Wen didn't react for a moment.

"She's dad's concubine, Aunt Hang!"

"Oh, her, what's wrong with her?" When she mentioned her, Mrs. Wen's expression became a little gloomy, remembering some of the rumors these days:

Aunt Hang didn't like the side courtyard. She ran to the main courtyard whenever she found an opportunity. She didn't seem to have the right intentions.

Mrs. Wen didn't like such people either, especially those who were plotting against the family, but it was true that Yuan Wen only got better after they had sex with her.

She didn't dare to do anything to Aunt Hang. Anyway, she didn't do anything extraordinary now, so she just turned a blind eye and passed by.

"She seduced me!" Wen Shao looked very aggrieved. "She didn't even care about her identity or appearance. Such an outstanding young man like me was almost ruined by her!"

"What?!" Mrs. Wen stood up angrily, "She still has such thoughts!"

In the past few days, Hang Fanqian's deliberate move to the main courtyard has already made Mrs. Wen quite critical. Although she was the concubine who took the initiative, no wife would want to see a young and beautiful girl beside her husband.

She originally thought that Hang Fanqian came to the main courtyard to meet Wen Yuanwai by chance, and wanted to beg him to take her over, but she didn't expect that she was eyeing her son!

She was just a little jealous before, but now it's about Wen Shao, and she's angry.

Yes, Yuan Wen was so charming when he was young, but now that his age is there, even if Hang Fanqian gets his favor, it will be difficult for her to have an heir. She is so young, and after a hundred years from Yuan Wai, she will have no one to rely on.