Is Shizi ill today?

Chapter 778 The Anger I Never Had Before

Stepping into Qin's house again, the surroundings were lifeless, there was no sound at all, only the few dim yellow lanterns flickering quietly in the porch.

Shen Qianqiao's hands and feet were cold, what happened at that time appeared in her mind, Qin Yueyin, Shen Qianhui...

"Miss Shen, we're here." The servant girl stopped in front of a carved wooden door and said in a low voice.

Shen Qianqiao looked at the door in front of her with a heavy heart.

The maid opened the door and went in, and came out shortly after: "Miss Shen, the Second Young Madam let you in."

Shen Qianqiao nodded slightly and walked in.

The sound of weeping came from the other side of the curtain.

Shen Qianqiao stood for a while, then slowly raised her hand and opened the curtain.

A thick bloody smell came to the nostrils.

"Miss."

The maid who was standing by the bed wiping her tears first saw Shen Qianqiao, and hurried over to give a blessing.

Shen Qianqiao looked at the people on the bed and the big basin of blood on the table. Her throat was a little blocked, and it was difficult to breathe.

"How is this going?"

Qingmei's eyes were red from crying, and her cheeks were swollen, obviously from being tortured.

"It's the servant who didn't take good care of the young lady, the servant deserves to die..."

Shen Qianqiao frowned and walked towards the bed.

But when she saw the face of the man on the bed, she gasped.

I saw this face was bruised and purple, and her cheeks were swollen. The injury was worse than that of the girl just now, and she couldn't see her original good face at all.

"Qian, Qianhui..."

Shen Qianqiao's voice was very soft, with slight tremors.

Shen Qianhui slowly opened her eyes, her voice was so low that it was indistinct: "You are here."

Shen Qianqiao quickly held her hand, her voice anxious: "What's wrong with you? Who hit you?"

Shen Qianhui looked at her quietly, with sadness and despair in her eyes, pursed her lips, and shook her head.

She didn't want to say it, and Shen Qianqiao didn't ask further.

The two of them didn't speak, she closed her eyes with a haggard look, and her whole body was dead silent.

The room was very quiet, occasionally there were two sobbing sounds.

After sitting for half an hour, Shen Qianqiao didn't see anyone else, so she didn't feel a little annoyed.

She stood up, tucked the quilt for the person on the bed, gave the servant girl a wink, and walked out softly.

When she came to the corridor, she turned around and asked, "What's going on?"

While crying, the maid told everything about today.

It's not that Shen Qianqiao didn't think about the worst possibility. After Qin Yueyin's incident, she clearly knew that women are at a disadvantage in this world, especially women who are powerless. Once there is something wrong, they must first be innocent It's just wishful thinking.

But when she really heard that something happened to Shen Qianhui, the one-month-old child in her stomach was gone.

She only felt the anger she had never had before, and the scene in the afternoon came to her mind. She knew how much this second sister wanted a child, and how much she valued the second young master of the Qin family.

"Where's Qin Moyu?" She almost gritted her teeth and squeezed out the words.

Qing Mei replied in a low voice: "Young Madam doesn't want to see Young Master, Madam also came here before, but Young Madam blamed herself too much, so Young Master told everyone not to disturb Young Madam's rest."

Shen Qianqiao clenched her fingers hanging by her side into fists, "Where is your young master?"

Qing Mei bit her lip, hesitated, and finally said: "Miss, Young Madam, she is not feeling well now, you should go back first."

Shen Qianqiao's mood fluctuated like a trapped animal, but she still suppressed it.

(End of this chapter)