Spring in the East Palace

Chapter 236 Stand still

Shen Muyin lowered her brows, wondering what kind of distant relatives Shen Changsheng had. At least, she had never seen them in her previous life.

"Yes. I don't know the details." Shen Huai explained, "Butler Wang has been busy these days."

Shen Muyin nodded: "When will the people arrive?"

"It should be before the Zhongyuan Festival." Shen Huai responded, "But I always feel that something is wrong with this matter, but I can't tell what's wrong."

Shen Muyin nodded and hummed: "Now that we are here, let's make the best of it."

Speculating about things you know nothing about will only make you tired and waste time.

Then the two of them also fell silent.

Probably because Shen Yan was not there, Shen Huai stayed with Shen Muyin for a while longer before getting up and leaving.

After Shen Huai left, Wenxiang Pavilion became quiet again.

In a blink of an eye, it was already night.

Shen Muyin seemed to be in good spirits, probably because he had taken a nap in the afternoon, and was practicing calligraphy with his head down.

Fennel, who was watching from the side, said bluntly: "Miss, your handwriting is becoming less and less like that of a girl. It looks like that of a man."

Fennel frowned slightly. After all, Fennel has always been with Shen Muyin, so she has seen a lot.

Indeed, when Hui Xiang first followed Shen Muyin, Shen Muyin's handwriting looked much more graceful and comfortable.

Now the writing style has become more and more masculine.

"Oh, by the way, if it's like His Highness's handwriting, you are going to imitate His Highness's handwriting. It's really unrecognizable." Fennel suddenly thought of something, but soon she became nervous, "Miss, you can't do this. If someone with ulterior motives finds out, they will accuse you of having ulterior motives."

Shen Muyin's movement of holding the pen slowed down for a moment. She knew that she was changing her writing style.

Chuntao had already died, so it was impossible for someone to imitate his handwriting here, but Shen Muyin was not sure if such an accident would happen again.

Especially after getting to know this person, I realized how cautious he is.

So she was afraid that there would be a second Chuntao. Subconsciously, Shen Muyin changed the way she wrote.

But if Huixiang hadn't said it, Shen Muyin would not have realized that his writing style was actually the same as Donggong's.

Is it subtle or intentional?

It is true that she can imitate anyone's handwriting, but she can never imitate Donggong.

Just like what Fennel said, if it were taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives, it would be really troublesome.

Not only would it implicate himself, but it would also drag the Eastern Palace into the water.

"Miss, I was just talking casually, please don't take it to heart. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince won't mind." Fennel seemed to have noticed something and spoke immediately.

Shen Muyin was very calm: "Your Highness will not care about it, but it is indeed a troublesome matter. After all, people with ulterior motives will not remind you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Muyin tore up all the rice paper in front of him and burned it cleanly.

Fennel didn't say anything and quickly cleaned the Scented Pavilion.

"It's getting late, you should go to bed early." Fennel packed up and persuaded Shen Muyin.

Shen Muyin hummed and nodded, then she took off her clothes and lay down on the bed, but Shen Muyin still couldn't fall asleep.

Various images overlapped in her mind, but she couldn't grasp the main point.

This emotion made Shen Muyin gradually irritated.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside the window. Shen Muyin became alert instantly, and then she saw Dong Jin's figure appear in front of her.

Shen Muyin was quiet for a moment: "Dong Jin, why haven't you gone to rest yet?"

When Dong Jin has nothing to do, he likes to eat and sleep. So now that Dong Jin hasn't rested yet, it must be that something is not going on in the Shen Mansion.

Shen Muyin also became tense, and now she had to be cautious with every step she took.

Dong Jin was very calm and got straight to the point: "Shen Zhenzhen has gone out. I am going to follow her to see where she went."

Shen Muyin was quiet for a moment and grabbed Dong Jin's hand: "Don't go."

Her attitude was calm and every word she spoke was clear. Dong Jin couldn't help but look at Shen Muyin in some confusion, wondering why she was stopping him.

"Miss, if I follow her, won't I know who is behind her?" Dong Jin asked directly.

But Shen Muyin said calmly: "No, this is a trap. Shen Zhenzhen will tell that person the truth about what we did. Now that so many things have happened, that person must have doubts. I'm afraid he is trying to lure us into taking the bait. So if you go like this, you will undoubtedly expose yourself and may even bring disaster upon yourself."

Shen Muyin was thinking deeply.

She knew that this person was suspicious, but he was not sure whether she already knew his identity, so they were testing each other.

In this case, we must remain inactive.

Dong Jin nodded: "I understand."

After he finished speaking, Dong Jin left silently again. Shen Muyin returned to the bed without making a sound.

It was not until dawn that Shen Muyin fell into a deep sleep, but he still had a headache.

She was stuck in a nightmare and couldn't struggle.

……

At that time——

Shen Zhenzhen left the Shen Mansion in a low profile.

But Shen Zhenzhen's pace was always very slow. She looked behind her from time to time, but she never found anyone.

Under such circumstances, Shen Zhenzhen's uneasiness became more and more obvious.

This was what that person meant. That person was worried that Shen Muyin and the others had discovered it, so he asked Shen Zhenzhen to lure them out.

But now, it seems that no one is following.

But before, whenever Shen Zhenzhen left the Shen Mansion, there was always someone following him, even the time in the Heavenly Prison.

So this time, the silence was eerie.

But what made Shen Zhenzhen feel even more terrified was that person's attitude. It seemed that over this period of time, she had become increasingly unable to understand this person.

It was like she was a blank sheet of paper in front of this person, and she knew nothing about him except who he was.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhenzhen's forehead began to sweat. That kind of fear almost pushed Shen Zhenzhen into a desperate situation.

This made Shen Zhenzhen's pace faster and faster, until Shen Zhenzhen turned around the market and appeared in front of a quiet house.

The servant at the door saw Shen Zhenzhen with his face covered, but didn't say anything. He quickly nodded and took Shen Zhenzhen inside.

"The master is waiting inside." The servant said in a serious tone.

In the eyes of the servants, there is actually not much difference between Shen Zhenzhen and them, the only difference is the difference between men and women.

They are all slaves in the eyes of the master, and there is no distinction between high and low.

If you do a good job, you will naturally be favored. If you don’t handle something well, you will probably be dealt with silently.