. The coachman was a lad. He had a simple and hones

rl dressed as a maid in pal

de to the gate of the capital. We

isteners were naturally attracted to listen

rl was half leaning on the pillow embroidered with delicate peonies, holding a book in her hand. Her eyelashes wer

side the girl said, "Miss, the road is not very smooth. I thi

future. I want to read for a while. Bi Zhu,

hile sorting out the books in the carriage. "But th

he was Shen Ninghua, who had been missing for more than half a year. "I'm just a ne

ng home this time w

r eyes, but that was quite invisible even if someone looked care

beautiful girl with the dark-skinned girl she used to be: one was as dark as a pile of mud

h snake, she woke up to see Granny Poison. In fact, she didn't know Granny Poison's real name. She only

After living with her for some time, she felt that the scarred face was ac

ny Poison lived in the valley. She only knew that Granny Poison was proficient in medical skills and seemed to have a deep hatred towards the Zhao family in the capital, because she accidentally fo

lost in her thought, Bai Ru

own the book in her hand and looked at the four girls

of them into the valley to test her medicine. When they first came into the valley, they were either seriously injured or ill. Granny Poison left them to Shen Ninghua. Al

e let them stay with her. Granny Poison showed no objection. After they became her maids, Granny Poison stopped testing medicine on them. Later, she fo

de through the gap of the curtain and said happily, "Miss, the capital is really different. The women here

ink she was born with dark and ugly skin, but didn't know the reason: s

on had been with her when her mother was pregnant. So the fact that her mother died in giving birth to her was questionable.

hao Yunxiang, Shen Dong's current wife. Only she had the motive to poison he

out a little sigh of relief. Only then did she feel that she was really alive: now she was n

s hissed; the carriage sho

came back and reported, "Miss, a horse was startled and it has been stopped. We can reach the Shen Mansion in a quarter of an hour." Qing Que was serio

ing un

idn't see anything unusual, except that the hors

me from the tip of the nose. What a coincidence it was to encounter a sta

is eyes as he held a folding fan tightly in his hand. He drank up the wine on the table as Shen Ninghua's carriage d

e first daughter of the Shen family sitting in that carriage? Junyi, for more t

unyi straightly went downstairs and walked toward the Shen family. He needed to