The legitimate daughter is reborn and the fake Bai Lian is completely panicked

At night, Shen Mi put on a black cloak and went out from the side door of the Shen family. As soon as she got on the carriage at the side door, she suddenly felt a figure in the carriage.

She was about to scream when Yun Lan realized something was wrong, rushed over, and kicked the person inside off the carriage.

Shen Yu was kicked to the ground. He covered his waist with his hands and looked at Yun Lan in pain with gritted teeth.

"How can you be so cruel, girl?"

"Although you are my sister's maid, I am her brother after all."

Yun Lan clasped his hands together, raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Yu.

"I'm sorry, Second Young Master, I thought there were bad guys in there."

"But I was still a little gentle."

"I guess the Second Young Master's training in the military camp is just that good. You can't even withstand a kick from me."

"Brother, you are acting like a ghost for no reason." Shen Mi got out of the carriage and looked at Shen Yu with displeasure on his face.

Shen Yu grimaced in pain, got up from the ground and walked towards the carriage.

He covered his butt with his hands in pain and looked at Shen Mi.

"Sister, do you want to go find the Fourth Master?"

"Why don't you take your brother with you? Su Rong and I want to join the Fourth Master's Qilin Army."

"The Qilin Army is a well-known iron-blooded warrior of Dayan."

Shen Mi said coldly, "I don't want to."

"Brother and Su Rong should follow uncle obediently in the future. If you make a mistake, uncle may still remember our friendship."

"In the Fourth Master's Qilin Army, several generals were beheaded the other day, and the discipline is also very strict. It's not as simple as you think."

"I'm afraid that my brother wants to desert after only two days in prison."

Shen Yu frowned, "So scary?"

Shen Mi nodded, "Of course."

She got back on the carriage and said, "If my brother is alright, please take some time to practice."

"I'm going to go out for a while and will be back soon."

Yun Lan swung the whip in his hand fiercely, and the carriage disappeared at the side door of the Shen Mansion.

Shen Yu stood there, shaking his head helplessly.

"Now that you have a lover, do you not care about me as your brother at all?"

Under the moonlight, the carriage slowly arrived at Chunhuayuan.

After Shen Mi got off the carriage, he went straight to the inner courtyard of Chunhua Courtyard.

At this moment, on the training ground.

Murong Che had a blank expression on his face. He pulled the bow to its full length and stared at the bull's eye in front of him with a calm and focused gaze.

The arrow left the bow, instantly breaking the silence of the night.

With a "whoosh" sound, the arrow shot through the bull's eye.

When Shen Mi arrived, Murong Che had just put away his bow. Seeing someone coming, he glanced at her sideways.

"coming."

"Fourth Master." Shen Mi walked towards Murong Che cautiously.

Seeing her smiling face, Murong Che's lips curled up slightly.

"Today I will teach you how to throw a quiver."

Shen Mi nodded, reached out to grab Murong Che's sleeve, and looked up at her.

"Fourth Master, I came here today to tell you something important."

Murong Che raised his eyebrows slightly, with a perverse look in his eyes and eyebrows.

"You mean you were the one who set the fire at Wanfuji Temple?"

Shen Mi's face froze. "Fourth Master knows all this?"

"Then do you know what I want to say to you today?"

Murong Che took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed her wrist, and placed it in his palm.

"I really don't know."

He grabbed Shen Mi's wrist and sat down on the chair.

He crossed his legs carelessly and patted his right leg with his hand.

"Sit here."

Shen Mi looked embarrassed, and suddenly thought of the time when she was with Murong Che in Fanlou, where he also let someone sit on his lap.

There was a plate of peanuts on the table. The man reached out, peeled the peanuts, and handed them to her lips.

Shen Mi opened her lips and bit the plump white peanut into her mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Murong Che stared at her with a smile.

Shen Mi nodded, "It's delicious."

The breath was hot and a low, hoarse laugh escaped from the man's throat.

"Fourth Master, what are you laughing at?"

Murong Che shook his head and said, "Nothing."

"You are becoming more and more courageous now."

"Tell me, what do you want to tell me?"

Shen Mi spoke in a deep voice. "Today, my sister and I went to Wanfu Temple. The Queen and Duke Lin were also in the Wanfu Temple."

"I heard from my sister that there were only two of them in the bedroom, and they were... naked."

Murong Che frowned immediately.

"Is it absolutely true?"

Shen Mi nodded, "I won't lie to the Fourth Master."

"Sister has already alerted the enemy. I'm afraid that Duke Lin and the Queen will be very cautious by then."

"It may not be easy to catch them again in the future."

Murong Che lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in his arms.

Under the moonlight, her eyes were as bright as black grapes.

No one would have thought that beneath such a beautiful appearance, there is such a bold heart.

He stretched out his bony fingers slightly and wiped her lips lovingly.

"So, you had someone set the fire?"

"Just want to expose their relationship?"

Shen Mi nodded, "What else?"

"But the Queen was too cunning and said that Duke Lin was trying to save her."

Shen Mi got up from Murong Che's arms and sat on the chair next to him.

"Fourth Master, can you please ask Bai Xiao Tang to pass on a message, as long as it reaches His Majesty's ears."

Murong Che poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Shen Mi.

"This matter has spread throughout Yanjing City. Bai Xiaotang is of no use at all."

"The queen is a member of the harem, so she is naturally a thorn in the eyes of the other concubines."

"Those concubines are jealous of each other and will deliberately say it in front of the emperor when they hear crazy talk. Don't worry."

Shen Mi nodded. "Yes, the Fourth Master has thought it through."

After drinking a cup of tea, Murong Che stood up, pulled out an arrow from the quiver and handed it to Shen Mi.

Opposite is a pot used for throwing arrows.

Shen Mi held the arrow and his eyes fell on the pot opposite.

Behind her, the man slowly approached her, and a light scent of sandalwood filled her nose. Shen Mi held her breath, and a warm big hand gently supported her slender waist.

A warm touch came, and the two people's breath blended. Shen Mi's body trembled slightly, and Murong Che's breath fell behind her ear.

His voice was evil, "Why is your body shaking so violently?"

Shen Mi shook her head repeatedly, "I...I didn't."

Murong Che stretched out his other hand and held her hand.

His voice was deep and magnetic, "Focus."

"Don't think about those things. You shouldn't think about them."

"Especially little girls."

Shen Mi blushed instantly, "Fourth Master...you."

Murong Che deliberately changed the subject, "If you want to practice pitching pots, I'm afraid practicing with your right hand alone won't work."

"Tonight, I will teach you a few times with your right hand, and then practice your left hand."

"It may be useful at a critical moment."

Shen Mi nodded, "Thank you, Fourth Master."

"When I was at Yishui, I knew how to play pot tossing. I tried it with both hands, but I wasn't very good at it."

Murong Che sneered and helped the man to steady himself.

"Since you've put so much thought into this, I'd like to see what you're going to do at the Qionghua Banquet."

The target was thrown out suddenly, forming a huge arc in the air.

The arrow was very powerful and fell steadily into the pot.

The man behind her leaned over to her ear and said gently, "From now on, you are not allowed to say thank you."

He pulled out the other arrow and handed it to her.

"This time, practice with your left hand."

……

In the Yongchang Marquis Mansion, the moonlight fell on the quiet courtyard, forming a sharp contrast with the solemn atmosphere in the front hall.

Marquis Yongchang and Madam Zhang sat on chairs, looking at Zhang Huaian who was kneeling on the ground with grim faces.

The candlelight in the hall flickered slightly, making Zhang Huaian's face look even more handsome.

He was dressed in a bright red robe, with an expressionless face, kneeling on the ground.

Next to him was a gentle man in white with a beautiful face.

The young man in white had a delicate face, a frail body, and charming eyes. He was even more beautiful than the woman.

Seeing the two people kneeling in front of him, Marquis Yongchang's face turned pale and he clenched his fists tightly.

"What are you doing?"

"You want to piss me off to death, don't you?"

Zhang Huaian knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Marquis Yongchang.

"Please help me, father and mother."

"Either I leave the Yongchang Marquis' Mansion, or he enters."

When the voice fell, Yongchang Hou was furious and smashed the teacup in his hand to the ground, making a loud noise.

"You are absolutely ridiculous!"

"You insist on forcing me like this!"

"Zhang Huaian, three years ago you were the top scholar, and now you are an official in the court. Now you do something so ridiculous, aren't you afraid that the whole Yanjing city will laugh at you?"

Zhang Huaian's face was firm, "My son is not afraid."

Mrs. Zhang stood up from her seat, walked to Zhang Huaian, leaned over and tried to help him up from the ground.

But Zhang Huaian was determined and refused to get up.