Chapter 5

Shen Anyan returns to ronghua Pavilion and thinks that if she wants revenge, she must not be as mediocre as in the previous world. In the previous life, her guzheng has been excellent and her poetry has talent. I'm afraid it's the word of that hand. After all, the mother didn't invite Mr. Wang. The font is small, and the family is very angry and has no style.

The aroma in the inner room is diffuse and comfortable. Shen Anyan looks at the boudoir with memories. She hasn't come back for six years. She didn't expect to see it again. The old things are still a little kind

There are many poems and books on the bookshelf. Before she was seven years old, she liked to read and study, but later her mother said that girls don't take the first place in the exam. Why do you read so many books? Women are literate and can understand the great righteousness. They are firmly virtuous. However, they like to read Qu novels, provoke evil hearts, and even play tricks. Instead, they might as well be illiterate. They just have to obey their father's family Just my husband's house.

But in fact, the great Zhou Dynasty was an enlightened Dynasty, and the standard of virtue and elegance was to pour tea on gambling books. The so-called beauty should take flowers as the appearance, birds as the sound, the moon as the God, jade as the bone, ice and snow as the skin, autumn water as the posture and poetry as the heart.

Otherwise, why did the mistress invite someone to write poetry for Shen Lingyang and then spread it out, saying that Shen Lingyang did it himself, so as to accumulate virtue.

I remember when I was young. Shen Lingyang and Shen Changbi took away many of their essays and other small poems and words, and there was no place to say wrongs. The common people and royal nobles in the capital still have a good impression of Shen Lingyang and Shen Changbi, who can make good poems at the age of eight. Shen Anyan, who was awarded the title of the capital, didn't know what to do. In a hurry, she robbed them and said: "I won't give it to you if I tear it up."

Shen Changbi saw Shen Anyan approaching and pushed her away with one hand. After Shen Anyan fell, she snorted and turned her head to go.

Shen Anyan unexpectedly stretched out her hand to pull Shen Changbi's hair. The pain of pulling her hair made Shen Changbi cry out. Shen Changbi quickly turned around and fought with Shen Anyan mercilessly, leaving traces of scratches on Shen Anyan's face and back of her hands.

The crazy fight between the two young ladies finally made the maid on one side unable to see it. Quickly joined them, Shen Changbi's close woman rushed over in a hurry, grabbed Shen Changbi, then grabbed Shen Anyan's head and hit the ground. The instant dizziness made Shen Anyan stop her movement and lie on the ground.

"Make a mistake with the common people!" Shen Changbi shouted at a high voice after she got away. "Call me! The little bastard who hit me can't get up!"

The fist head fell on Shen Anyan like rain, and some people trampled on it with their feet. It stopped after a long time. Shen Anyan was blue and purple on her face, and lying on the ground was unable to resist.

"A concubine is a cheap girl! You have broken Miss Ben's hands!" said Shen Changbi. She still felt angry. She lifted her foot and stepped on Shen Anyan's hand, then tilted her body, lifted her other foot and pressed the weight of her whole body on Shen Anyan's hand.

"Ah..." Shen Anyan screamed, but she was powerless.

Shen Changbi snorted and picked up the poem, "let's go." Shen Changbi shook her hand and left with her long skirt.

Before leaving, Shen Anyan's maidservants were all sent by Shen Changbi to work in the big kitchen, so no one took care of Shen Anyan and asked for a doctor. Shen Anyan just lay down.

Shen Anyan feebly felt that Shen Changbi kicked herself before she left, spit saliva on her face, and then left angrily.

Her clothes and hair were pulled messy. After a long delay, Shen Anyan slowly climbed up from the ground. She squatted down, leaned against the stone bench, buried her head between her knees and couldn't help crying.

She was quiet, she was forced to endure, but she was not stupid. She really couldn't bear this kind of thing when she was only five years old.

Sad cry, outside the high wall, there are a pair of eyes looking at all this, not only a sense of sadness in my heart.

Those eyes full of hatred took a look at the direction Shen Changbi left. They clenched their fists and the green tendons burst. They couldn't stand it anymore and turned into the wall.

"Yan Nuan? Are you still awake?" Jun Mo asked softly, fearing that he might break the man sitting on the ground with his back against the stone bench.

"Brother Junmo." Shen Anyan looked up at the person and was surprised. Why did Junmo suddenly appear? It was like flying down from the sky to help herself.

Junmo naturally saw everything just now, but when he turned in, Shen Anyan must have damaged Shen Anyan's reputation... And he would have a lot of trouble, so he could only control his hatred.