The rebirth of the first daughter is not easy to mess with

Chapter 130 Suspicion (1)
Condensing Rain Pavilion

Shangguan Ning was sitting at the desk, with a cold face and pale lips. A strand of hair fell down her smooth and white forehead all the way to her shoulders. What came out was a deep chill.

There is a picture of characters spread on the table, which is exactly the characters of Qu Jing Wen that San Yiniang sent to Shou Kang Yuan.

"Ning'er, look at this picture, the poem inscribed on it is really playful, Qu Jingwen is usually a rigid person, I really didn't expect him to be able to write something with such an artistic conception."

"Ning'er, are you insane looking at this picture? I'm jealous of my husband."

"Ning'er, it's just a small smudge, it's harmless, don't worry about it, my Ning'er, you need to feel sorry for your husband."

……

Shangguan Ning looked at the picture in front of her, and her thoughts seemed to return to the previous life, back to the sinister and ruthless Helen Muning, who had as much love and pleasure as he did then, as much hatred now.

But why did this painting appear at this time?
Why did this painting appear in the Shangguan Mansion?
Where did Third Aunt get this painting from?
……

One question after another appeared in Shangguan Ning's mind like mushrooms after a spring rain. The third aunt Cui was a dancer, and she hadn't had much contact with people outside the mansion for many years. What relatives or fellow villagers.

The third aunt is illiterate and stingy, what reason made her suddenly change her temper and give such a precious thing to her grandmother?
Also, the way San Yiniang looked at her at that time seemed to know something.

"Hey miss, what are you doing?"

Le'er rushed in like a gust of wind, and arrived at the desk in a blink of an eye. Shangguan Ning came to his senses only to find that his hand was held by Le'er, and then realized that at some point his nails had sunk into the In the palm, there were even drops of blood oozing from several places.

"It's okay, it's because I was thinking about things just now."

Unlike Le'er's nervousness, Shangguan Ning didn't care at all about the small wound on his palm.

"Miss, the injury on your wrist hasn't healed yet, and now your hands are like this again, don't you want these hands?"

Le'er babbled, and didn't know what was wrong with this young lady of her own family. Which of the other daughters in the family didn't protect herself well, not to mention that she was injured and saw blood, or her skin was scratched or bumped, and she was slightly red and swollen. I was so nervous at all, it didn't look like the lady in front of me didn't care at all, as if it wasn't me who was hurt at all.

While talking, he walked to a foot cabinet next to the bookshelf, and took out a red-lacquered wooden box from it. Shangguan Ning looked at this box very strangely, and he didn't remember such a box in the study.

Le'er put the box on the desk, and as soon as Shangguan Ning opened it, she smelled a strong smell of medicine, and all of them were gold sore medicine and hemostasis powder for trauma, as well as some bandages and tweezers.

"I asked Ziyu to entrust Doctor Zhang to prepare this yesterday. I thought it would be an emergency, but who knew it would come in handy so soon."

Le'er quickly used gauze to help Shangguan Ning clean up the small blood drops on her palms, and carefully sprinkled anti-inflammatory powder on her hands. She was about to wrap her palms with bandages, but Shangguan Ning stopped her.

"A little injury, there is no need to mobilize the crowd so much, it will make people suspicious."

"But…….".

(End of this chapter)