Chapter 67: Probe

  If Shu Yao needs Guagua to show up for something like this, then she's too useless. Shu Yao wants to live a leisurely life, but not be bullied to the point of shrinking her neck. Shu Yao narrowed her eyes and looked directly at Li Qian, who was the worst. If Shu Yao hadn't accumulated enough energy, she would have liked to give Li Qian another blow.

  "Seventh sister, someone has died in the mansion?"

  "Sister Liu, what are you talking about?" Shu Jing was also very puzzled. Don't you know whether someone is dead or not when you live in the mansion?

  "There's no funeral, and I don't have to observe mourning, so why can't I wear this?"

  Shu Jing's face turned pale, and she pulled Shu Yao's hand: her eyes were slightly red, "Second Uncle didn't have any news until today. Don't mention Sixth Sister's grief, even I couldn't bear it. Second Uncle was a good person, how could he fall into the water?"

  Shu Yao didn't bother to emphasize the difference between being missing and finding a corpse with Shu Jing. Shu Jing was just like her mother, Consort Tongjia, always secretly hoping that the Zhiyuan family would come to no good. Shu Yao could feel Shu Jing's strong envy, jealousy, and hatred towards her. Shu Jing had been raised in front of the old lady, and previously, only Li Xiang was better than her. After the Zhiyuan family returned to Beijing, Shu Yao's food, clothing, and living conditions were even better than Li Xiang's. Although the old lady looked down on Zhiyuan, she had a bit of favoritism towards Shu Yao. Shu Jing was very sensitive, and although Shu Yao couldn't compare to the old lady's biological granddaughter Li Xiang, her status among the granddaughters was higher than Shu Jing's. Shu Jing, who always thought of herself as the future Zhongyong Duchess, had an instinctive animosity towards Shu Yao, even without Li Xiang's instigation.

  Shu Yao suddenly remembered what her mother, Guar Jia Shi, had said: when facing relatives' envy and jealousy, one must do better and let them never catch up. Shu Yao shook her wrist, making it impossible for Shu Jing to grasp it again. She said: "Sixth sister, if I've said something wrong, I apologize to you, don't leave me."

  Shu Jing's calm and composed demeanor made Shu Yao's small belly chicken intestines unreasonable, Gua Erjia hooked the corner of her mouth, Shu Jing was slightly better than Tong Jia's unclear, but still couldn't get on stage. Shu Yao smoothed out her sleeve opening, "Since you know you said something wrong, why are you asking me what to do? You apologize to me and I'll forgive you?"

  A science student with a strong sense of justice, Shu Yao has a clear understanding: one is one, two is two. If something is wrong, it's wrong, and no apology will work. "If I slap Seventh Sister for no reason and then apologize to you, will Seventh Sister forgive me?"

  Her long eyelashes fluttered, Shu Yao showed a pleading expression, while sizing up Shu Jing. She clenched her fists tightly, and Shu Jing was afraid that Shu Yao would really hit her. But how should she respond? When she thought of laughing it off, Shu Yao intentionally softened her voice, but her fists were still tightly clenched. Everyone in the room could see that Shu Yao would definitely beat up Shu Jing before apologizing, "Seventh sister has a kind heart, you will forgive me, won't you?"

  Shu Yao set a trap for Shu Jing, and if she answered yes, Shu Yao would beat her up. However, Shu Yao always believed that one punch could knock down ten people, and although she didn't want to provoke others, it didn't mean she would take advantage of herself. Verbal attacks might make people depressed, but what's more direct than a fist? Special ability attacks were also useful. But accumulating energy was too slow, and it was easy to be penalized and demoted, which was the most dissatisfying thing for Shu Yao - special ability attacks would be considered heavenly punishment, all attributed to God, and Shu Yao had no interest in being a godstick. It's better to take matters into her own hands, which was more satisfying and could also serve as a warning to others, so they wouldn't come to look for trouble again.

  If Shu Jing denies it, everyone will see through her hypocrisy and pretend to be close sisters, but actually have other intentions. Shu Yao smiles slyly, "Shu Jing, do you want to choose being beaten or being suspected by others of having a problem with your character?" Anyway, Shu Yao won't lose out, without the guilt of bullying an 8-9 year old child. Shu Yao's previous generation didn't have the energy to quarrel and set traps, but this time she can fully play her role, all thanks to Guan Jia Shi's teachings. She is the same age as Shu Jing, so it doesn't count as bullying her.

  Shu Jing looked at her mother, Tuan Jia Shi, and the old lady for help. "Either of you can do it, just help me out." The old lady wanted to help Shu Jing out of the situation, but seeing Shu's sweet smile and the plum blossom on her forehead, which seemed so vivid, the old lady's heart softened. She really couldn't bear to blame Shu Yao and let her suffer injustice.

  Shu Yao secretly made a victory gesture, and her special ability was not entirely useless. She had taken care of the old lady and focused on dealing with Tong Jia Shi. Tong Jia Shi wanted to help her daughter, but Shu Yao easily solved the problem. Behind Shu Yao, Guan Er Jia Shi didn't have any chance of winning, so Tong Jia Shi sought help from Shu Jing, who remained silent. Shu Yao grasped Tong Jia Shi's thoughts and almost burst out laughing. Tong Jia Shi and Guan Er Jia Shi were not a match for her; they had no hope of winning. As the old master said, even ten Tong Jia Shis tied together wouldn't be enough to defeat E Niang.

  Shu Jing's eyes welled up with tears, looking pitiful and touching. Suddenly, Li Zhi Qing spoke up: "It's getting late, and we can't delay any further; our faces are also losing their luster."

  Shu Yao was disappointed, but she gave Li Ziqing some face. She wanted to show off her uniqueness, so be it. Shu Jing's intentions were not pure. Li Ziqing helped Shu Jing out today, but maybe someday Shu Jing would stab him in the back. This was like the story of Dong Guo, which Shu Yao remembered vividly. Who between Li Ziqing and Shu Jing would be Dong Guo? Shu Yao wanted to watch the excitement.

  "Seventh sister is dressed so neatly, my mother said that a young girl who dresses up brightly has the appearance of good fortune."

  Shu Jing pouted and didn't make a sound, but the old lady said: "Zhi Qing, Liu Ya Tou is going to An Qin Wang Fu for the first time, you keep an eye on her, your second uncle..."

  Guarjia raised an eyebrow, and the old lady swallowed her words about drowning, changing her tone to say: "Not in the capital, you'd better be careful."

  "Grandma, don't worry, I'll take good care of Little Sister."

  Li Ziqing took on the responsibility, although the eldest among the sisters was Shu Yu, the legitimate daughter of the first wife, but Shu Yu had a timid and weak mother, Nala Shi, so she followed Nala Shi. She was afraid that others would notice her, and her clothes were the most shabby among the sisters. Eight out of ten new cheongsam dresses, hairstyles and accessories were outdated, and the colors were dull. Shu Yao took a glance and knew that the gold and silver in the accessories would oxidize when exposed to air, unless they used a secret method like her mother, Guwalgiya Shi.

  Li Ziqing led the sisters to take a horse-drawn carriage to Anqin Wangfu, except for the youngest Eighth Sister Shu Ying, all the girls from the Duke's Mansion were present. Shu Yao was pulled by Li Ziqing onto the carriage and sat with her, seven sisters scattered in two carriages, leaving the Duke's Mansion and heading towards Anqin Wangfu.

  Shu Yao hung her eyelashes, leaning on the soft embroidered cushion, as if she hadn't seen the luxurious decorations in the carriage at all. Li Zhiqing couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. If it were someone else driving this horse-drawn carriage, they would have asked questions nonstop, or touched this and that. Li Zhiqing remembered that when Shu Jing and the others first got on the horse-drawn carriage, they had asked incessantly, but with Shu Yao, everything was different?

  Li Ziqing and Shu Yao rode in the same carriage, mainly to probe Shu Yao again. Li Ziqing wanted to know if Shu Yao was really a Qing dynasty woman. "Isn't Sixth Sister curious?"

  Shu Yao hummed in response, and Li Ziqing continued to introduce the mysteries on the tea table, saying that it didn't feel bumpy because there were springs. As she spoke, Li Ziqing secretly observed Shu Yao. After speaking for a long time, Shu Yao still hung her head, leaving Li Ziqing puzzled - she had spoken so vividly, couldn't he give some reaction?

  Li Ziqing could only see Shu Yao's forehead, but somehow she felt that Shu Yao didn't seem like a Qing dynasty woman. She pushed Shu Yao and said, "Sixth sister, do you know what a spring is?"

  "Uh-huh."

  Li Ziqing's face turned pale. Had she guessed wrong? Was Shu Yao also a fellow townsman? Li Ziqing asked again, "Do you know Yongzheng?"

  "Uh-huh."

  Li Ziqing's heart skipped a beat, the old ancestor of the Shu Mu Lu family was a transmigrator, Li Ziqing confirmed it. She thought there wouldn't be any more transmigrators, but Li Ziqing's eyes flashed with a stern expression, "Are you also wanting to marry Yun Chen?" If she confirmed that Shu Yao was also from the same hometown, Li Ziqing bit her lip, she couldn't let Shu Yao stay, one female transmigrator was enough.

  Li Ziqing waited for a while, but didn't hear Shu Yao make a sound. Had she hit her weak spot? Li Ziqing listened to Shu Yao's steady breathing and it didn't seem like she was anxious from being hit in the weak spot. The feeling of something not being right rose up again. Shu Yao still had her head down, so Li Ziqing reached out and gently lifted up Shu Yao's chin. Suddenly, Li Ziqing wasn't calm anymore and asked again: "Sixth sister, did Yongzheng ascend to the throne as the crown prince?"

  "Hmm." Shu Yao replied very naturally, Li Zhiqing was completely uncalm, it turned out that all her words were said in vain, Shu Yao fell asleep, Li Zhiqing's chest heaved with anger, gritting her teeth and saying: "Sixth sister, Shu Mu Lu Shu Yao, you can sleep to death."

  "Uh-huh."

  Li Ziqing patted Shu Yao's shoulder with her hand, "Wake up, wake up, we've arrived at the Prince's Mansion."

  "Uh-huh."

  Li Ziqing pinched Shu Yao's arm, and Shu Yao slowly opened her eyes. Her misty gaze accused Li Ziqing of waking her up. It was no wonder that Shu Yao wanted to sleep - she had gotten up very early today to fold the hibiscus for Guwalgiya. The spring-mounted carriage was very comfortable and conducive to sleep. As a pure science student, Shu Yao knew more about the magnetic stones and other things that Li Ziqing was showing off than Li Ziqing did herself. If Shu Yao wanted to do something, she would definitely do it better than Li Ziqing. Li Ziqing was just pretending to be clever, so why would Shu Yao be interested? Without even asking a few difficult questions to stump Li Ziqing, Shu Yao thought she had been very kind. As for what Li Ziqing had asked her while she was dozing off, Shu Yao didn't have much memory of it - she just vaguely remembered hearing the name Yinzhen. Shu Yao wasn't worried at all that she would say something confidential in her sleep. No matter what question was asked, Shu Yao would only answer with one word: "En."

  Shu Yao was a female soldier in the technical class in her previous life. As a soldier, she was engaged in extremely secretive optoelectronic research. Her father was also a hawkish military man. From the day Shu Yao enlisted, she underwent very strict interrogation training, and her mental strength was exceptionally strong. To say nothing of Li Zhiqing, even if someone else came to ask questions, they wouldn't be able to get any valuable information out of her. Although Shu Yao may not be as capable as she used to be in this life, she is more than enough to deal with Li Zhiqing.

  Yin Zhen is the Fourth Prince, and Shu Yao never thought of competing with Li Zhuqing for him. Men are just providers, aren't they? Shu Yao didn't think Yin Zhen was anything special. She patted her cheek, and her wrist was pinched red by Li Zhuqing. How would she explain this to her mother when she got back? Her skin was as delicate as snow, but it had one drawback - even a slight touch would leave marks.

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