Isn't that what Shen Zhixi cares about?
Even if Song Lianzhou doesn't care about her, as for the General's Mansion and the Queen, they can destroy her entire Shen family with just one word.
Even if they don't, they won't take revenge on her.
What about the child? Can the child still be hers? Can she still safely take the child back to Yanzhou?
After all, it's all Xie Muyun's fault.
If it hadn't been for him, she would still be living her small life in Yanzhou City, and she wouldn't be in such a situation now, with constraints and a dilemma.
No one can be relied upon, no one can be relied upon.
The only one she can rely on is herself.
"Okay." Suddenly, she had already made her decision, "I will go back to the Marquis Mansion with you to be a superficial father and daughter. I will help you refine the medicine, and you will keep the secret for me."
There are many things that should be understood.
It was fine if I didn't know about the existence of my biological father before, but now that I know about it, I should also know about my mother.
He was still alive and well, but her mother was obviously still young and had decades to live.
All because of him!
Seeing her compromise, Xie Muyun nodded with satisfaction.
"Okay, before she recovers, she has no use value, so I won't touch her. After she recovers..."
He didn't finish his words, but the intention of his calculation was obvious.
Shen Zhixi didn't reply. No matter how disgusted she was, she hid her emotions deeply.
Previously, Xie Muyun said that the blood of young children is more effective in refining medicine.
That day would never come. Xie Muyun wanted her daughter's blood to make medicine for him, he was dreaming.
When Wan Ying recovers from his illness, it will also be the day when Xie Muyun is buried.
She hid her emotions and said to him in a calm tone: "I want my daughter to be by my side every day, and you can't restrict my freedom of entry and exit."
"It's natural. My sedan is parked at the entrance of the medical center, and there is also the carriage I sent from Xie's Mansion to pick you up. Everyone in the medical center, including the people on the street, saw it, and Song Lianzhou saved him on the street yesterday. You stayed overnight at the hospital again. You can't hide what you just left. The news that you are my daughter will soon spread. You are the richest man in Yanzhou and you have a daughter. You can't hide these things either. I I can't limit you. As for Song Lianzhou, if I remember correctly, the child was not born at full term, but it can be done, but the face is too similar, so we need to work hard. "
He was right, the child was indeed not born at full term.
When I was three months old, I had a miscarriage, then when I was six months old, I was injured again, and when I was eight months old, I was born prematurely.
As long as that face can be concealed, it is not impossible to deceive Song Lianzhou.
She didn't want to have anything to do with Song Lianzhou again, and she didn't deliberately run into him this time. Her original intention would never change, so she could only lie to him again. She could deceive him three years ago, but three years later... …
from time to time.
Fang Rou helped her out of the hospital. Xie Muyun smiled and thanked the doctor at the hospital for saving his daughter. Early in the morning, the uncle and the marquis gathered in this small hospital. In the museum, many people had already come to watch.
Xie Muyun was right, the news that she was Xie Muyun's daughter would spread again soon.
As the carriage set off for Ning Chenghou's Mansion, Xie Muyun also tried his best to save his face. In order to welcome this lost daughter, he took a day off from going to court and acted like a loving father.
"Axi, what should I do in the future? Although I hid it from Uncle Song Guo today, in the future..."
"Why did you hide it today?" Shen Zhixi's face was still ugly, and the wound on her chest hurt even if she moved even a little bit, making her sweat.
"Because you didn't speak at the hospital just now, and Song Lianzhou didn't hear your voice..."
"Is there any difference whether I tell or not?" Shen Zhixi moved his position and spoke in a hollow voice, "If I were not Bai Linglan, I would be able to prove my innocence as long as I opened my mouth, but I hold back such a simple thing. If you don't respond, what else can you say? He is not a fool, how can he not understand."
"Yes, you are right. There is no difference at all whether you say it or not."
Fang Rou was talking, but her thoughts seemed to be drifting to somewhere, absent-mindedly.
"What's wrong with you? Did the guard in the courtyard really attack you just now?"
"No, no."
Fang Rou curled her lips, but she was actually thinking that if she went to the Hou Mansion later, she would meet that Xie Jingshi from last night, right?
When the time comes, he will know that she lied to him.
But she didn't know how to tell Shen Zhixi about this, so she just asked: "What should we do next?"
"What should I do?" Shen Zhixi frowned slightly, with a look of cruelty in his eyes, "After so many years, I have made so much money, raised so many people, and made so many plans, isn't it just for today's changes? Are you ready?"
"I just don't accept it! Why can those men live so happily and still live happily after harming others? For example, Xie Muyun, or Qin Mu who escaped, did they receive any retribution? No! Why? They don't have to pay the price for what they did, but I have to be forced into such a difficult situation. Just because I am a woman, am I inherently inferior to their men?"
"Axi..."
"Isn't it that Xie Muyun is relying on his status as a marquis? Isn't it just because I am a woman and a lowly merchant family? No matter how rich I am, I am still nothing in the eyes of these high-ranking officials. At the same time, he dislikes us. They are despicable and vulgar, and they covet the money in our hands. Who are they? Don’t they love money? They are probably more greedy than us, but because of their noble status, they are naturally superior to others."
"Axi, you are still injured, please don't get excited yet..."
"They are noble and distinguished, but they have also forgotten one thing. Money can make ghosts grind. I have plenty of money and ghosts who are willing to work hard. If even ghosts can't deal with him, then I will let him become a ghost. , I really think that for so many years, my mother and I just sat at home counting money and had no means to earn this family fortune. "
Her hands on her knees were clutching her skirt tightly.
With such force, blood burst out from the wound on his chest, staining a large area of gauze red.
"How did my mother and I come here all these years because of him? Why does he have it?"
When hatred reaches its peak, it may only be released through tears.
Unknowingly, tears streaked down Shen Zhixi's face, and her skirt was even wet.
"Axi." Fang Rou sat closer to her, wiping her tears and holding her hand tightly to comfort her, "It'll be okay Axi, we still have trump cards in our hands, as long as With proper planning, we have a chance of winning."
Shen Zhixi nodded vigorously, but tears fell more quickly as he nodded.
"I'm fine, I'm fine... I just miss my mother."
"If mother were here..."
*
When they arrived at Ning Chenghou's mansion, Shen Zhixi couldn't hold on any longer.
Xie Muyun arranged for her to go to Shixingyuan, hired a doctor for her, and arranged for the maidservant to explain her identity to the family.
But none of this was important. What was important was that she finally saw Wan Ying.
When she saw Wan Ying, she couldn't hold back her tears.
The usually lively and noisy person lay motionless on the bed, as if lifeless. She felt heartbroken and hated Xie Muyun even more. After finally feeding Wan Ying some medicinal porridge, before she woke up, he couldn't help but fell asleep beside Wan Ying.
When I woke up again, it was already dark.
When she got up, Fang Rou hurriedly opened the door and came in.
"Axi, someone is coming."
"Xie Muyun?"
"No, no, it's Xie Jingshihe, the legitimate son of the Xie family... and Uncle Song."
Shen Zhixi's face turned ugly when he heard this.
But before she could think about it, people from outside had already stepped in, especially Song Lianzhou, who had a dark and unpredictable look, staring at her like a ghost.
"Sister Zhi Xi, we meet again."
