She was talking there alone, but Wen Si ignored her.
Seeing her disregard for others, Wen Ziyue, who was already unhappy, suddenly frowned, “What’s wrong? After leaving home and becoming a nun, you have learned to act dumb now?”
“The third one.”
Wen Changyun scolded Wen Ziyue.
Let him control his temper.
Wen Zichen looked at Wen Si in the center of the medicine garden. He was no longer as impulsive as before. Instead, the taciturn third brother was becoming more and more like his former self.
After a moment of silence, Wen Zichen stepped forward and picked up another bucket of water in the yard, “I’ll help you.”
“Need not.”
Wen Si finally spoke, but the first words she said were a refusal.
She stood up and stared coldly at Wen Zichen and the others: “My yard is dirty and small, and it can’t accommodate you big shots. If you don’t have anything to do, you’d better not stay here.”
But Wen Zichen seemed to be unable to hear her refusal. He stubbornly carried the water and helped her water the remaining herbs like Wen Si did just now.
Wen Si’s expression suddenly became even colder. Just as she was about to ask Wen Zichen to put it down, Wen Changyun beside her suddenly spoke –
“Xiao Wu, don’t be like this. We came here to celebrate for you. Have you forgotten that today is your birthday?”
Wen Changyun smiled and said that he thought Wen Si had forgotten her birthday.
“Fifth sister, we are really here to celebrate your birthday. Father specifically asked His Majesty for permission to allow our family to come to Shuiyue Temple.”
Wen Yue opened her mouth with a smile, and said something in a pretended innocent tone that really hit Wen Si right in the heart.
“Your family?”
Wen Si sneered in disdain. Wen Changyun realized that something was wrong and quickly explained for Wen Yue: “No, Xiaowu, Xiaoliu didn’t mean that…”
“No, she’s not wrong.”
Wen Si interrupted him without any hesitation. She said coldly: “You are originally a family.”
“So may I ask why your family must come here to celebrate the birthday of an outsider like me?”
Wen Ziyue couldn’t hold back his temper again: “Wen Si, don’t be so shameless…”
“I don’t need the face you give me!”
Wen Si also rudely retorted to Wen Ziyue, “Please take back the face of you Wen family members who like to give alms to others. No one here cares about you.”
Wen Ziyue’s face turned as dark as ink and his fists were clenched tightly at his sides.
Wen Si sneered: “Why, you want to hit someone again because of a disagreement? Last time it was Wen Zichen, this time it’s your turn, Wen Ziyue?”
Wen Zichen, who was suddenly called, froze. He subconsciously turned around to explain something, but when he saw Wen Si’s indifferent face, he opened his mouth, but finally lowered his head in silence, then continued to work in the medicine garden with the bucket in hand.
Xiaowu was right, it was his fault.
There is no point in making excuses for him doing something wrong. He might as well save his energy to help Xiaowu do more.
He didn’t know if this could make up for it in any way, but at least it could give him some peace of mind.
Wen Si glanced at Wen Zichen almost inaudibly, feeling a little surprised at his unusual silence today.
But she was too lazy to pay attention. Since he insisted on doing it, let him do it.
Wen Si simply put down the bucket in her hand and concentrated on dealing with the people in front of her.
After hearing what Wen Si said, Wen Changyun immediately held down his third brother’s hand.
Wen Ziyue said with a dark face: “Brother, let go, I know I can’t hit her.”
But Wen Si really needs to be taught a lesson.
In the past, his second brother had taken care of her, so he was too lazy to do anything.
But now I don’t know what medicine my second brother took wrongly. It would be fine if he didn’t do anything, but he actually helped Wen Si work in the fields?
It’s so embarrassing!
“Third brother, don’t be impulsive, father is still here.”
Wen Changyun gave Wen Ziyue a warning look before letting go of his hand.
Wen Ziyue turned around and glanced at Wen Quansheng’s face.
Although Wen Quansheng didn’t say anything, Wen Ziyue still kept his mouth shut.
“Wen Si, do you regret it?”
At this time, Wen Quansheng suddenly spoke.
From the moment he entered the yard, he had been looking down upon everything in the yard.
Including his daughter, who was standing in the medicine garden and seemed to have completely integrated into this place.
Wen Si asked back: “Regret? Why should I regret it?”
“You could have enjoyed a lifetime of wealth and glory as the daughter of the noble Zhenguo Mansion, but now you have fallen to this point. Don’t you regret it?”
“Huh? The daughter of the noble Duke Zhenguo?”
Wen Si couldn’t help but laugh out loud, and that laughter was full of sarcasm.
“Lord Zhenguogong, how dare you ask me this? If I loved you, I would not have left the Wen family without hesitation.”
“The Wen family has long been hell to me,” she spread her hands and motioned for them to look around, “This is where I live most comfortably and happiest.”
Here, there is no intrigue, no partiality, no hateful sister, no brother’s fist, and no father’s indifference.
“So don’t worry, I will never regret it. As for the noble status you mentioned, I think the one who desires it the most should be your other daughter.”
“Right, Wen Yue?”
Wen Yue immediately showed a pitiful and sad expression: “Fifth sister, you misunderstood me. I never thought of replacing you.”
“You know whether it’s a misunderstanding or not.”
Hearing this, Wen Ziyue could no longer bear it: “Don’t frame Xiaoliu here. Just because you are cruel and vicious, do you think everyone is the same as you?!”
Wen Changyun also disagreed and said, “Xiaowu, don’t talk nonsense. Xiaoliu’s identity is different from yours. She is our Wen family’s adopted daughter and has a simple heart. How could she be like what you said?”
It is impossible for an adopted daughter to become the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo’s Mansion.
That’s why when Wen Changyun and others heard Wen Si’s words, they thought she was talking nonsense.
The word “adopted daughter” stung Wen Yue.
Her smile was stiff, and she gritted her teeth, trying to suppress the anger in her heart.
Wen Si did not miss the change on her face and sneered disdainfully, “Really? I wonder if Lord Zhenguogong thinks the same way?”
Wen Changyun immediately looked at Wen Quansheng.
In his opinion, his father would definitely directly deny Wen Si’s words.
After all, there is only one legitimate daughter in the Duke of Zhenguo’s Mansion, and that is Xiaowu.
Even though Xiaowu has been removed from the family tree, it is impossible for Xiaoliu to be the legitimate daughter.
Wen Changyun originally thought so, but unexpectedly, his father did not deny it at the first time.
But silent!
“Father?!”
Wen Changyun looked at Wen Quansheng in disbelief.
Wen Si looked mocking, not surprised at all.
Wen Yue was delighted in her heart.
As expected, my father still favors her!
“That’s enough.”
Wen Quansheng finally said impatiently: “She is no longer a member of the Zhenguo Mansion, why are you still telling her this?”
“But father…”
“Brother.”
Wen Yuzhi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly interrupted Wen Changyun.
