noffsinger Chapter 173 Don’t believe it
Chapter 173 Don’t believe it
When Shen Chuanhe heard Aunt Liu mention Nan Rongyan's purple bamboo flute, he, who had been a little shaken by Shen Qingyu's words, no longer hesitated.
Although this purple bamboo flute of Master Nanrong cannot be said to be very valuable, Shen Chuanhe has always regarded it as a token of marriage from the Nanrong family to the Shen family.
By then, he would take the purple bamboo flute to find Master Nanrong, and the marriage would be almost certain.
"Come here, tie up this unfilial daughter!" Shen Chuanhe waved his hand, not caring about the father-daughter relationship at all, and shouted angrily, "Shen Qingyu, if you don't tell me the whereabouts of your brother today, I will pretend that I have never given birth to a daughter like you!"
"Master, please calm down. The Second Miss is weak and cannot withstand a beating!" From what the master said, doesn't it seem that he is going to let the servants in the mansion beat the Second Miss to death?
Aunt Xu was so scared that she knelt down in front of Shen Chuanhe and pleaded for Shen Qingyu: "Second Miss refused to tell who the otherworldly master was. Maybe the master ordered her not to reveal his whereabouts, so she had to obey. Master, you know Second Miss's temper best. If she hadn't been forced into a desperate situation, she wouldn't have acted like this. Master, considering that Second Miss has done nothing wrong and is filial to you, and that she is Madam's daughter, please forgive her this time."
"Mrs. Xu, you really know how to cover up her lies. What a pity! My good sister has committed a serious crime this time. She disregarded her siblings and murdered my younger brother. She did such a dehumanizing thing, and you still dared to plead for her!"
Shen Xitong secretly wished that Shen Qingyu would be beaten to death by Shen Chuanhe. If it weren't for that little bitch Shen Qingyu trying to steal the spotlight at Madam Nanrong's birthday party, Young Master Nanrong would have fallen for her a long time ago.
And the purple bamboo flute of Master Nanrong originally belonged to her!
Shen Xitong immediately remembered that Nan Rongyan's bamboo flute was still in Shen Qingyu's hand, so she quickly turned to Shen Chuanhe and cried, "Dad, that bamboo flute was given to my daughter by Master Nan Rong, but it was snatched away by my sister. You must ask her to hand it over to my daughter later."
Even now, Shen Xitong is still thinking about Nan Rongyan's purple bamboo flute. She said, for someone as selfish as Shen Xitong who likes to take other people's things for herself, how could she give up so quickly? What's more, this purple bamboo flute is Master Nan Rong's personal belongings. If she doesn't get it, she will have trouble sleeping at night.
Shen Qingyu sneered as he took out the purple bamboo flute from his sleeve. In front of the jealous Shen Xitong, he raised the purple bamboo flute with his bare hands and said resolutely, "If anyone dares to come over, I will smash it!"
"No, dear sister, don't drop it!" How could Shen Xitong, who was madly in love with Nan Rongyan, not be panicked? That was Nan Rongyan's purple bamboo flute. How many young ladies from Jiangnan families were looking forward to seeing the purple bamboo flute in the hands of this young master Nan Rongyan? How could she drop it?
It turned out that the purple bamboo flute was on Qing Yu. No wonder he asked people to search Qing Yu's room thoroughly but couldn't find the purple bamboo flute.
Shen Chuanhe also looked flustered. If the Purple Bamboo Flute was broken by Shen Qingyu, then what excuse would the Shen family have to marry into the Nanrong family?
Shen Chuanhe didn't say anything. The servants of the Shen family who were holding thick ropes to tie up Shen Qingyu looked at each other and didn't dare to go forward to catch Shen Qingyu. After all, she was the legitimate daughter of the mansion, and the master could really beat her to death.
Shen Qingyu held the purple bamboo flute in her hand, looking proud and with cold eyes. She was so unwilling to be looked at by anyone that even Shen Chuanhe was a little afraid of her.
"Dad, that purple bamboo flute..."
Shen Xitong stared straight at the thing in Shen Qingyu's hand, and a vicious look flashed in her eyes. If it was broken, she would make Shen Qingyu, the little bitch, pay with her life.
Shen Chuanhe looked hesitant. His daughter seemed docile, but when pushed to the limit, she would dare to do anything. But if he didn't punish her severely today, how could he, as the head of the family, establish his authority in the Shen family?
With a glance, Shen Chuanhe pointed at the three maids kneeling outside the main hall and said sternly, "They instigated the second young lady to leave the mansion, and failed to protect the master and lost the eldest young master in the mansion. What's the point of keeping such a lowly maid? Drag her away and beat her severely!"
Outside the main hall, Xiangyun, Xiangyu and Xianghe, three of Shen Qingyu's personal maids, were kneeling outside the threshold. When they saw the servants in the mansion coming towards them, they were trembling with fear. They were just humble maids in the Shen family. Shen Chuanhe wanted to beat them to death, but even if they took the case to the government, it would be left unresolved in the end. Of course, for a prominent family like the Shen family, the death of a few maids in the mansion was not a big deal, and the government officials would not care.
Shen Qingyu tightly grasped the cold purple bamboo flute, an air of arrogance filled her body, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth. Shen Chuanhe was forcing her to do this with the lives of the three maids.
"Wait a minute!"
Shen Qingyu sternly stopped the servants. The three maids were moved, but also worried about Shen Qingyu. Today's incident had completely broken up the relationship between the Second Young Miss and the Master, and they didn't know how to resolve it.
"Hong'er is not in Yuntai Mountain. He is now in Lingxu Temple."
It is not known whether Nan Rongyan has sent Jiang Yun to Lingxu Temple. If Shen Chuanhe sends people to investigate later and does not find Jiang Yun, her lies will naturally be exposed.
"Lingxu Temple? Second Miss, do you think we are three-year-old children?"
As soon as Shen Qingyu mentioned Lingxu Temple, Aunt Liu laughed, her laugh full of sarcasm. Lingxu Temple was a place for Zen Taoists to practice meditation. Normally, these noble families would go there to pray and burn incense. It was a great honor to be able to stay there for a short period of time. Apart from the Nanrong family, which other noble family in the entire Jinling Prefecture could live in Lingxu Temple for a long time?
This second young lady usually looks smart, but today her lie was so flawed that she couldn't even cover it up.
"Yes, Hong'er is in Lingxu Temple. If daddy doesn't believe it, you can send someone to Lingxu Temple right now to check if there is a ten-year-old boy living there!" Shen Qingyu raised his head and looked at Shen Chuanhe calmly, but his eyes gradually became crazy. "The Taoist Chanxi said that Hong'er's illness will be completely cured in three to five months. Then we can take Hong'er back home. Daddy, we only need to wait another three to five months to save Hong'er's life. Isn't it worth it! And you guys even want Hong'er to die!"
Shen Qingyu almost shouted at the end of his voice.
"presumptuous!"
Shen Chuanhe was furious. Even though he didn't like the legitimate son born to Bai Ying, Shen Youhong was his own flesh and blood after all. It would be the best if he could survive by chance. The Shen family has always had few descendants, and now Shen Youxing is the only one left in Shen Chuanhe's lineage.
Although Aunt Liu is pregnant with his child again, it is still unknown whether it is a boy or a girl. No matter how poor Hong'er's qualifications are, he is still an heir of the Shen family. Even for the sake of the Shen family's expansion, Shen Chuanhe would rather Shen Qingyu die than his legitimate son Shen Youhong.