467 The Best Actress (2)

If not for the fact that he knew he could not defeat this b*tch, Shen Wenbo really wanted to rush up and tear her apart.

Thinking of something, he sneered and leaned closer to Shen Yijia. He lowered his voice and said, “Don’t be smug too early. There are many people who want to deal with you just because you’re Song Jingchen’s wife. I want to see how long you can laugh.”

Shen Yijia giggled. “Then you have to live longer. Otherwise, I’m afraid you won’t be able to see that day, so… Brother, you have to live to a ripe old age.”

Shen Wenbo’s eyes were so red that blood could drip from them. He looked at Shen Yijia for a long time and snorted before leaving.

Shen Yijia was hit by his sleeve and swayed unsteadily.

She pursed her lips and dug around in her arms aggrievedly for a long time. When she couldn’t find a handkerchief, she could only settle for pressing the corners of her eyes with her sleeve.

She had to bring a handkerchief next time.

The beauty secretly shed tears. The iron-blooded guards at the entrance of the residence could not bear to see her like this.

Shen Wenbo sat in the carriage and happened to see this scene. Thinking of the scene their family had acted in the capital yesterday, he felt that Shen Yijia was mocking him and fell back in anger.

This b*tch, this b*tch…

Shen Yijia became a drama queen. She wiped her non-existent tears for a long time and began to shake her shoulders again.

Bruiser couldn’t stand it anymore. This was too eye-catching.

He glanced at the guard standing at the entrance of Lord Jing’s residence and tugged at her sleeve. He whispered, “Sister, he’s already gone.” Let’s not act anymore. If you continue acting, you’ll be too dramatic and go overboard.

“Oh.” Shen Yijia put down her hand and raised her head and puffed out her chest. She smiled politely at the two guards who had been sizing her up and went back to the carriage to circle around the corner door of Lord Jing’s residence.

The guard said nothing.

Shen Yijia was here to look for An Xiu’er. She had promised Auntie Tian to help bring her something.

In the end, after a few twists and turns on the way to the capital, she was so busy that she forgot about this matter. It was only when Madam Li was drying the bedding today and rummaged through Auntie Tian’s bag that she remembered this.

Before leaving, Madam Li specially reminded her that An Xiu’er was a concubine. If she wanted to see her, she had to go through the corner door.

Bruiser went forward and knocked on the door.

An old woman opened the door. She sized up the two of them. “Who are you looking for?”

Shen Yijia explained her intentions. When she heard that they were here to look for Madam An, the old woman smiled. “Wait a moment. I’ll go in and ask Madam An.”

Ever since the princess consort was pregnant, as long as His Highness returned to the backyard, he would stay at Madam An’s place five times out of ten. The remaining five times would be in the other concubines’ rooms.

The people below were used to taking advantage of the situation, so they were naturally more proactive towards An Xiu’er.

About 15 minutes later, the old woman came out and invited the two of them in.

Shen Yijia was very curious about Lord Jing’s residence and asked about everything she saw.

“What is that place over there?”

“That house is so tall. What does it do?”

“Your princess consort’s courtyard must be very big, right?”

“Lord Jing’s residence is really big. Won’t you get lost when you walk around here?”

The old woman rolled her eyes, but when she thought about how this person knew Madam An, she still patiently explained everything to her.

When they arrived at a small garden, the old woman stopped and panted for a while before saying, “Wait here. Madam An will be here soon.”

Shen Yijia did not say anything. There was a pavilion in the garden, so she brought Bruiser inside to wait.

Lord Jing’s residence was huge. This was the only description she could think of now.

The old woman said that she would come soon, but the two of them sat there for nearly half an hour without seeing her. From time to time, maidservants would walk past the pavilion, but no one paid attention to them.

Shen Yijia frowned. “Leave the things here. We’re leaving.”

Bruiser naturally had no objections. He had long wanted to leave. He had been here for so long, but she didn’t even give him a glass of water. No matter how he looked at it, she seemed to be deliberately ignoring them. However, since Shen Yijia didn’t say anything, he didn’t say anything.

Before the two of them could walk out of the pavilion, a graceful figure walked in from outside the flower door in the small garden.

After a year, when she saw An Xiu’er again, two words inexplicably appeared in Shen Yijia’s mind.

No matter what, she was Lord Jing’s woman, but she was dressed very plainly.

She was dressed in white. If there was a small white flower on her head, she could hold a mourning ceremony.

“How dare you not bow to our Madam An?”

Shen Yijia glanced at the maidservant who spoke and did not move.

“Hong Yu, shut up.” An Xiu’er berated her indifferently and said apologetically, “This maidservant is insensible. Sister Shen, don’t lower yourself to her level.”

Shen Yijia nodded in agreement. “She’s indeed insensible. She spoke before her Master could speak. Those who don’t know better would think that you instructed her.”

An Xiu’er choked. “How could that be? I…”

“I don’t think you would either.” Shen Yijia said seriously, “Does she think nothing of you just because you’re a concubine? I’ve seen too many such people in my books. You can’t let her do whatever she wants. Otherwise, she’ll think that you’re easy to bully and sh*t on your head in the future.”

Shen Yijia suggested it sincerely. As long as this person did not snatch her husband from her, everything would be fine.

However, An Xiu’er did not think so. When she heard the word concubine, her grip on her handkerchief tightened.

Hong Yu’s face turned pale as she scolded, “What nonsense are you spouting?”

An Xiu’er frowned. “Kneel outside.”

Hong Yu glared at Shen Yijia, bit her lower lip, turned around, and knelt down in the pavilion.

Shen Yijia said, “Look, she’s still glaring at me.”

Hong Yu was speechless.

An Xiu’er was speechless.

“Ah, right. I’m here because your mother asked me to bring you something.” Shen Yijia asked Bruiser to bring over the bag on the stone table.

An Xiu’er glanced at the rough cloth bag and took it. Her eyes turned red. “I thought my mother wouldn’t acknowledge me as her daughter anymore.”

Back then, when she insisted on participating in the maiden selection, Auntie Tian said angrily, “If you leave, I’ll pretend that I don’t have a daughter like you.”

She didn’t turn around because she wanted to help that person.

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