Transmigrating into the book: The daughter of the Shen family is too arrogant

Chapter 141 Bamboo Curtain

Shen Qingyu smiled slightly, raised the glass, and then drank it all in one gulp.

If they want to see her, then let them see her openly. What's so scary about ridicule and sarcasm? The most frightening thing is being forgotten in a corner without even a chance to fight for herself.

She no longer remembered whether this birthday party was mentioned in the book.

After all, Shen Qingyu has never appeared in such occasions, and her appearance is an anomaly that disrupts the normal operation of this book.

She must let people know that she cannot die inexplicably in the mansion. There is only one legitimate daughter in the Shen family, and that can only be her, Shen Qingyu.

"Miss Shen seems to have difficulty walking. Su'er, go and help Miss Shen back to her seat."

Shen Qingyu had just injured her knee by hitting it on Nan Rongyan's bed, so she was limping when she walked. But after Madam Nan Rong said this, in the eyes of all the ladies and young ladies of the aristocratic families, she, Shen Qingyu, became a cripple.

He has a mediocre appearance, no talent or virtue, and now he is a cripple.

Shen Qingyu naturally did not refuse when a maid helped her. So what if she was lame? When this lame woman finally married Nan Rongyan, she wanted to see how these ladies and young ladies from noble families who laughed at her could laugh again.

Shen Qingyu was just a girl of the Shen family who had not yet reached the age of marriage and had a bad reputation. After the ladies and young ladies of many aristocratic families laughed at her for a while, they did not take her seriously. Besides, the purpose of coming to the Nanrong family today was mainly to marry into the Nanrong family. Who cared whether Shen Qingyu was lame or stupid.

Madam Nan Rong asked the maid to help Shen Qingyu back to her seat, then she ordered the music to stop, sat in the main seat, and said with a smile, "It's just a small birthday, and I feel really guilty for making you all come all the way here."

As soon as Madam Nan Rong finished speaking, the ladies from the aristocratic families who wanted to curry favor with Madam Nan Rong began to speak up.

"How can Madam Nanrong's birthday be a small birthday? Don't you think so?"

"Madam Nanrong, you are so embarrassed to say that. We are so lucky to have the chance to witness the elegance of Madam Nanrong."

Madam Nan Rong was flattered by these people and smiled more and more proudly, but thinking about the old master's instructions, "Thank you ladies for your respect. I would like to thank you all here, but..."

Mrs. Nan Rong changed her tone, and everyone present was as shrewd as a human being. They all knew very well that they came to Nan Rong's house just for Nan Rongyan, not to celebrate Mrs. Nan Rong's birthday.

"My sister passed away early, leaving only Yan'er. Now Yan'er has grown up. As a mother, I have done my best to honor my sister's spirit in heaven."

This Madam Nan Rong is really shameless. Not only did she steal her sister's husband, but now she wants to take her sister's son for herself as well.

Shen Qingyu heard the ridicule from the side. She thought that today's birthday banquet was probably secretly manipulated by Old Master Nanrong. Otherwise, Madam Nanrong would have married her niece Liang Lan to Young Master Nanrong long ago, and there would be no chance for other young ladies from aristocratic families to interfere.

Madam Nan Rong talked on and on for a long time, but the meaning of her words was clear to the ladies and young ladies from the various noble families present. However, since Madam Nan Rong had already said this much, she was just one step away from breaking the paper. Naturally, these ladies and young ladies from the noble families, who had their own thoughts, began to compete secretly, wanting to be the only one to win at Madam Nan Rong's birthday banquet.

Shen Qingyu raised her eyes slightly and saw that while Madam Nan Rong was speaking, she occasionally glanced at a maid beside her.

He immediately understood that this maid seemed to be sent by Old Master Nan Rong. Maybe Old Master Nan Rong was afraid that Madam Nan Rong would act arbitrarily and choose an unsatisfactory grandson's wife for his grandson, so he sent someone to supervise her.

"Aunt, today is your birthday. Lan'er wishes you eternal beauty and a long life with uncle."

At the suggestion of Madam Liang, Liang Lan, who was sitting next to Madam Nan Rong, said quickly, "Lan'er has learned a piece of music recently and wants to play it for Auntie."

Liang Lan was the first one to come on stage. Others were somewhat indignant, but after all she was Madam Nan Rong's niece.

"Sister, which one are you?"

Before Shen Qingyu came in, these young ladies from aristocratic families had already decided their order of appearance by drawing lots. Liang Lan naturally got the first lot with the help of Madam Nan Rong.

Shen Qingyu hadn't reached the age of marriage yet, so she had nothing to do with it. She was just very curious about how Shen Xitong could get a high ranking with the Shen family's ability. However, seeing that Shen Xitong was still calm, she thought that this ranking was not bad.

Shen Xitong said proudly, "The fifth one."

After saying that, he arrogantly shook the lot in his hand at Shen Qingyu, "Sister, what a pity, you were born before me, one step late, and we will never be together again."

She still has a chance to marry into the Nanrong family, but Shen Qingyu, even if she takes the position of the legitimate daughter, has no chance.

Shen Qingyu, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being born a year later.

Liang Lan, wearing a long dress that dragged on the ground, sat in front of the guqin, plucking the zither with her slender hands. The melodious sound of the zither convinced all those who had doubted her just now. The young lady of the Liang family was indeed a woman of both talent and beauty, worthy of being the talented woman of Jinling Prefecture.

The banquet was silent except for the sound of a piano. Suddenly, footsteps were heard, and behind Madam Nan Rong, a bamboo curtain slowly fell, hiding the true face of the person who came.

Shen Qingyu saw Liang Lan's eyes light up with irrepressible joy in them. Madam Nan Rong even nodded slightly to Liang Lan, and the two seemed to be hinting at something.

The moment the bamboo curtain fell, everyone present became a little excited, and they all looked behind the curtain with inquiring eyes.

Who else could be present at Madam Nan Rong's birthday party at this moment?

According to common sense, Shen Qingyu would definitely think of Nan Rongyan, but judging from Nan Rongyan's personality, he is simple-minded and indifferent to worldly affairs. Moreover, he is not on good terms with Madam Nan Rong. If he is asked to congratulate Madam Nan Rong, he may not come even if he is killed.

But if it wasn't Nan Rongyan, why would he let down the bamboo curtain, half covering his face, for fear that others would see his true face?

Shen Xitong's beautiful eyes were full of affection. She stroked her chest and whispered, "Is it Master Nanrong?"

I'm afraid that all the young ladies from aristocratic families present here think the same as Shen Xitong, that it could be Master Nanrong, but they can't be sure it is Master Nanrong. In this uncertainty, they would rather believe that the person behind the curtain is Master Nanrong.

Liang Lan played an ancient song from the previous dynasty. The melody was graceful, gorgeous and grand, and it was about the love between young men and women. If someone who understood music heard it, they would quickly tell that it was not a song to congratulate Madam Nan Rong on her birthday. Instead, it sounded like a man and a woman expressing their innermost feelings to each other.