Chapter 617: Chapter 615: The Transmigrated Woman Who Self-Destructed 18 Times 46
One day, Shen Jun was out having fun when he happened across a person and accidentally learned a secret.
The woman he loved did not simply die of illness; it was his elder brother, Shen Hong, who had worsened Pan’s illness with drugs. Otherwise, she should still be alive now.
After learning this, Shen Jun was furious and didn’t have any doubts.
Because he knew one thing, he thought it was very reasonable for his elder brother to do this.
Yu was killed by Pan, and it was also big brother who found out and traced it back to Pan, with the reason being that she was afraid Shen Jun would never see her again, losing her mind for a while. She repented, saying she shouldn’t have two people in her heart.
Their entanglement at that time was very secret, yet there truly was some entanglement.
But Shen Jun did not expect his brother to be so cruel as to lay a deadly hand on Pan.
He dreamed of marrying her, but big brother killed her.
Furious, Shen Jun went to find Shen Hong, but he wasn’t at the mansion, so he had to wait outside. When Shen Hong got off the carriage, he was punched by Shen Jun, whose eyes were red and filled with murderous intent.
Shen Hong, caught off guard, was punched several times and was about to ask Shen Jun what madness had seized him when Shen Jun shouted without any concern for the consequences: "You killed Rou’er, your heart is so vicious. Rou’er is your wife, how could you be so heartless? If you didn’t care about Rou’er, why did you marry her in the first place?"
Shen Hong subconsciously thought, of course, it was because Pan Rou’s status was beneficial to him at the time, and he didn’t want Shen Jun to marry Pan Rou or outshine him, that’s all.
Because he had a secret he couldn’t speak of, and he would never be able to say it. If anyone learned of it, he would find every possible way to silence that person.
No one in the world should know this secret except for him.
Shen Jun’s angry shouting rang in his ears, and Shen Hong finally regained his senses; this was not the time to think about these things. With Shen Jun causing such a scene, they were bound to make a spectacle of themselves again.
He looked up and swept around, sure enough, a crowd had gathered to watch the spectacle.
Unfortunately, he saw Shen Zheng’an in the crowd, who had been adopted into another family, and his brows furrowed.
But Shen Jun was making such a racket, he didn’t have time to think too much: "Has your second young master gone mad? Why aren’t you taking him inside?"
Shen Jun was dragged into the Marquis Mansion, his mouth covered, still struggling.
The gate closed, and the onlookers didn’t disperse right away, glancing around, and began to whisper among themselves.
"Who is this Rou’er?"
"The Marquise’s wife Pan’s name is Pan Rou, it should be her, right?"
"Oh, why does Second Young Master Shen care so much about Pan Rou’s death?"
"Pan Rou was a famous talented woman back then, who knows how many talented men’s hearts she won, Second Young Master Shen loves poetry and painting, so perhaps..."
Shen Zheng’an listened to the crowd’s discussion, glanced at the door of the Marquis Mansion, shook his fan, and left.
The exams were next year, he should go back to study properly, the excitement has been seen anyway.
However, Shen Zheng’an didn’t start reading immediately, he first went to the space where Ah Chen was and ran over to share with her what he saw at the Marquis Mansion’s door.
The Marquis Mansion side was very lively.
Shen Jun, who knew the truth, couldn’t suppress himself at all and went mad in various ways.
The old lady didn’t like Shen Jun originally and sometimes really thought she should have killed Shen Jun when he was young. She scolded Shen Jun a few words and left this matter to Shen Hong to handle, not bothering further. She actually knew about Pan’s matter but didn’t stop it.
This woman living was a curse, dying of illness was better.
Shen Hong had a bit of a headache; just in a short while, Pan’s matter spread to the Pan Family. The Pan Family already sent someone to inquire, and Shen Hong dealt with them for a long time before sending them off.
Actually, the Pan Family wasn’t trying to stand up for Pan or anything like that; she was someone who had been dead for who knows how many years, they just wanted to use this to gain some benefit for the Pan Family. Many years ago, the Pan Family had some incidents, and now they were in decline.
When Shen Zhengjie and his siblings learned about this matter, their expressions changed.
It was hard not to speculate that Shen Zheng’an didn’t have a hand in it!
But they didn’t dare to do much, they only had the Fourth Prince as a retreat, it didn’t matter if they couldn’t protect the Marquis Mansion, as long as the Fourth Prince won.
So the two asked about their mother’s affairs, pretending to be fooled by Shen Hong.
Shen Jun was also appeased because Shen Hong threatened with Pan’s reputation, saying if he continued to make trouble, he would make public how Pan caused Yu’s difficult labor back then.
Upon hearing this, Shen Jun of course did not dare to cause any more trouble.
"This person is still so ridiculous." Shen Zheng’an, upon knowing this, said.
His mother meeting Shen Jun was truly the worst luck of eight lifetimes.
Shen Jun wanted to hide this matter, but Shen Zheng’an wouldn’t let him get away with that.
Soon, Shen Zheng’an took witnesses to accuse Pan and also those from the Marquis Mansion who knew about it.
In less than two days, the matter of Pan causing Yu’s death spread like wildfire in Capital City, and the spectators were all in shock.
Especially Shen Jun’s actions, they were truly astonishing.
Pan had long been dead, so naturally, nothing could be settled, only her reputation was indeed ruined. As a result, Shen Hong making Pan die of illness became reasonable to everyone.
Shen Jun was furious and hurriedly went to find Shen Zheng’an to settle the score.
At that time, Shen Zheng’an was listening to a storyteller in a teahouse with Ah Chen when Shen Jun rushed up and aimed for Shen Zheng’an’s face, only to be slapped away by Ah Chen.
Even though he was adopted, Shen Zheng’an hitting Shen Jun wasn’t quite proper.
When Shen Jun appeared, Ah Chen decided she would beat him up.
The people in the teahouse saw a pretty girl casually slap Shen Jun away, falling into silence.
In recent days, many knew Ah Chen was the one who saved the Sixth Prince, Chu Chen, and some had noticed how close she and Shen Zheng’an were, but didn’t pay much mind, after all, she was just a woman without a background.
But they didn’t expect her to be such a skilled fighter.
After getting slapped, Shen Jun was in pain and couldn’t get up for a while, lying there fiercely staring at Shen Zheng’an as if he were ready to devour him.
Shen Zheng’an, however, laughed: "Why is Second Young Master Shen here to pay such a grand salute, truly not worthy."
"No longer peers now, are they?" Ah Chen asked.
People couldn’t help but laugh, it was clear she did it on purpose.
The smile on Shen Zheng’an’s face became more genuine, and he said: "After all, having once been father and son, doing such a salute is not quite suitable."
"He seems intent on killing you." Ah Chen laughed, "But it’s okay, if he comes again, I’ll strike him harder so he rests for ten days to half a month."
Shen Zheng’an only felt his hand itch, wanting to hold the hand of the person in his heart to stop the itch.
But there were truly so many people here.
"Shall we continue listening to the storytelling?" he asked, his tone a bit urgent, no longer caring about Shen Jun who had climbed back up off the floor.
Ah Chen shook her head: "Let’s go back."
The two walked past Shen Jun, who couldn’t hold back anymore and started to step forward, but Shen Zheng’an stepped on his foot.
Using feet, hopefully, no one would notice?
Shen Jun fell down just like that.
Indeed, not many people noticed.
Once they were on the carriage, Shen Zheng’an held that hand, his gaze bright: "Shall we marry after the imperial exams?"
"Yes." Ah Chen said.
Naturally, Shen Zheng’an wanted to do more, but it wasn’t appropriate before marriage, so he could only hold her hand, failing to resist gently kissing it, then sneaking a glance at her.
"Am I your love tribulation?" he suddenly asked, with a bit of hope in his eyes.
In his heart, she was a fairy.
Ah Chen chuckled: "Consider it so."
She had no tribulations; an immortal would not die, no matter how big the tribulation, which was no different from having no tribulation.
