Rebirth on the wedding night, being doted on by the scumbag elder brother

The air in the room seemed to freeze. Shen Siyan took a step forward and said in a cold and hard voice: "I don't recognize this marriage, and I will not marry Miss Wang. If you don't want to embarrass the two families, please clarify this matter with the Marquis' Mansion immediately."

Mrs. Shen paused for a moment before looking up at him, confirming in her heart that Ye Yunzi was indeed the source of her son's concern, and that was what made him so anxious.

She smiled gently: "Mother knows who you have in your heart. After you marry Miss Wang, why don't you take that person as a concubine? No matter how many concubines you want to take, mother has no objection."

Shen Siyan's eyes became deeper, and the last trace of warmth in his heart disappeared.

This is no longer a warm home, but just a cold house.

He unclenched his fists and said firmly, "I will not let Yunzi suffer any injustice. She must not become a concubine."

The suffering in her previous life was enough, and in this life he wanted to make her happy and no longer worry about family matters.

"It doesn't matter who marries into the Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion, because that person won't be me. I have done everything the Shen family wants. From today on, I no longer owe the Shen family anything."

Shen Siyan's words were powerful.

Mrs. Shen was shocked and looked at him in disbelief: "You..."

Just as Shen Siyan turned around and prepared to leave, Mrs. Shen waved her hand and swept the teacup off the table. The sound of the cup breaking echoed throughout the room. "Stop, how dare you say such a thing?"

Shen Siyan turned half of his face away, and Madam Shen stepped forward tremblingly and grabbed his sleeve: "If it wasn't you, the one who married into the Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion should be Feng'er."

"If it weren't for you, the one who is now in the court with both civil and military skills is Feng'er."

Mrs. Shen had tears in her eyes and was gasping for breath with excitement.

Shen Siyan lowered his eyes, his expression was complicated, showing both guilt and resentment.

"So..." He raised his eyes, his voice calm and hoarse, "So I will live in his place, being manipulated by you like a puppet. I learned civil and martial arts for the glory of the Shen family, and now I have to marry someone I don't love for the Shen family?"

His eyes were full of despair. He was completely disappointed with this family. Years of indifference had frozen his heart.

"Mother, you only have my brother in your heart, and your son only has my brother."

"Si Yan..." Mrs. Shen's voice became softer and her hands slowly loosened.

Shen Siyan took a deep breath, his tone cold and firm: "I have paid off what I owe. Mother, if you still have a little warmth in your heart, please just pretend that I never existed."

Mrs. Shen was stunned. She didn't expect him to be so determined to leave home. Her face turned pale instantly and she almost shouted, "Si Yan."

"Second Young Master..." Nanny Qin on the side hurried forward to dissuade him.

Si Yan gently but firmly pried his mother's hands apart and pushed her away.

Mrs. Shen's body swayed and she almost fell.

Nanny Qin quickly supported her and prevented her from falling to the ground.

"Madam, Madam..." Nanny Qin called anxiously.

Mrs. Shen's strength seemed to be drained away, and everything in front of her eyes was dark.

"Madam, please sit down first." Nanny Qin helped her sit down and signaled the maid to bring tea over quickly. Seeing this, the maid ran to pour tea.

There was no trace of pity on Si Yan's face: "Please take care of yourself, mother."

"Second Young Master..." Nanny Qin tried to persuade him to stay. "Madam is doing this for your own good! If you marry Miss Wang and have the support of Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion, your future will be bright."

"Is it for me or the Shen family?" Si Yan stopped and sighed softly, as if he had seen through everything.

He knew very well that the Shen family's ambitions went far beyond this. The more he understood, the more he could feel the ruthlessness behind it.

"Second Young Master..." Nanny Qin wanted to continue speaking.

At this time, Mrs. Shen's hands were shaking, and she finally spoke: "The doctor said that Feng'er's days are numbered..."

Si Yan's steps suddenly stopped and he froze there.

"The cold has penetrated deep into your bones. Even if you take medicine every day, you can only live a few more years." Mrs. Shen said sadly, a tear slid down the corner of her eye, and she wiped it away with a handkerchief. "Feng'er didn't want you to worry, so she told everyone not to tell you."

"Si Yan, do you really have the heart to leave Feng Er alone?"

Si Yan's expression was complicated and he was speechless for a long time. Although he acted cold and ruthless, he had someone in his heart that he couldn't let go of. That was the deepest pain in his life.

One cold winter ten years ago, Shen Feng jumped into the icy lake without hesitation and rescued his companion who had fallen into the water.

After pushing the people ashore, he himself sank into the icy water due to exhaustion.

When everyone finally rescued him from the lake, the cold had penetrated deep into his bones. No medical skills were able to save him, and he could only rely on drugs to barely maintain his life.

Shen Siyan felt guilty. He thought it was his fault that Shen Feng suffered from illness at such a young age and became so weak.

In the Shen family, the only person he couldn't bear to be cruel to was Shen Feng.

That day, a man in a cloak slowly turned around. His face was as pale as snow, his lips were purple, and his deep eye sockets were bloodshot.

The cold made his breathing rapid. He wanted to cough but held it back, covered his mouth with his hands, and quickly left the yard.

Only when he was far away from the crowd did he bend over and cough violently, his cough mixed with the smell of blood.

When he removed his hand, his palm was stained with bright red blood.

He smiled bitterly, with a trace of sadness on the corners of his mouth. "Oh, how ironic."

At this time, the maid Bizhu shouted anxiously, "Master, Master." She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Shen Feng. "Master, why are you here?" Bizhu quickly took out her handkerchief to wipe the blood on Shen Feng's hand.

The servants in the mansion were already accustomed to Shen Feng's frequent coughing up of blood and were no longer surprised.

"The weather is so cold, please go back to the house and rest quickly. The doctor has told you not to catch a cold again." Bizhu said worriedly.

Shen Feng waved his hand to refuse her help, "In my condition, I won't be able to live long even with more elixirs..." After saying that, he slowly walked away. His thin and haggard figure was heartbreaking.

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"Si Yan, your brother has become like this because of you, don't you feel heartbroken?" Mrs. Shen said sadly with tears in her eyes.

Shen Siyan was silent for a while, then looked at his mother firmly. "If it's really for your brother's good, please stop all this."

"Don't get involved in court struggles anymore, and don't covet power. Let's just live a simple life." Although his words were plain, every word was sonorous and powerful.

Mrs. Shen was shocked, her eyes full of disbelief.

Facing her son's eyes that seemed to see through everything, she felt that all her plans had been seen through and she had nowhere to hide.

"Mother, please don't be confused anymore." Shen Siyan whispered, his voice so low that only he could hear it.

Then he turned and left, leaving behind a series of heavy footsteps.