Chapter 742 - Go Directly Tell Imperial Brother that You’re Dai’er (1/2)

They hugged each other for a bit before letting go. Xi Lin hadn’t forgotten Si Mobai’s warning that they couldn’t even hold hands, let alone hug.

“Dai’er, what the hell happened during that time? At the time, that boy, He Lianhuang, suspected that you would die, but we didn’t believe him.” Saying this, Xi Lin felt ashamed. As Dai’er’s good friend, she had actually believed it so easily.

He Lianhuang really liked Dai’er. If he didn’t, how could he have gotten it correct, right down to the last detail? He was the only one who had suspected anything.

Compared to He Lianhuang, she and her Imperial Brother were an embarrassment.

Feng Tianlan looked up at the tall, languid, and noble Xi Lin, whose face was filled with shame, worry, and doubt. She tried to think of what to say and finally opened her mouth to briefly recount what had happened during that time.

Her health hadn’t been that good at the beginning of that year. In order to avoid getting sick, she’d cooped herself up at home most of the time and had rarely gone out to play, even when Sister Lin asked her. Moreover, when Sister Lin’s sister went to Shang Institution to cultivate, she went outside even less frequently.

At the time, He Lianhuang was a hostage, so he had little freedom. Furthermore, men and women weren’t allowed to interact with each other much.

Big brother Jin happened to be traveling then, so they hadn’t been able to meet up. The people she saw the most during that time and who were the most solicitous for her well-being were Jiang Ying and Shen Yunya. Her illness didn’t improve, but it also didn’t worsen. To this day, she couldn’t come up with an answer for what might have caused it.

She could only say that Shen Yunya’s methods had been too clever.

And now, when she thought about it, the matter of Shen Yunya wanting to kill her wasn’t something that had happened overnight. Perhaps she had plotted her death for a long time and rehearsed for a lengthy period. She’d had so much hatred in her heart, and yet she still had inquired so solicitously about her well-being and addressed her as “sister” with a smile.

How strong was Shen Yunya’s endurance?

Three years had passed. Even if she wanted to search for evidence, even if she claimed to be Shen Qingdai and accused Shen Yunya as her murderer, how many people would believe her? She was afraid that everyone would think that she was a demoness and want to burn her at the stake.