Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 551 - 550: Encountering Injustice on the Road

"Qinglan, tell me, have I gone too far?"

After leaving the Prime Minister’s Mansion, Du Bingxue asked Shen Qinglan.

Shen Qinglan looked at her and said, "Not all kin in the world are good. Different people have different thoughts, and naturally, their biases differ as well."

The cold that freezes three feet is not formed in a single day. Seeing Du Bingxue’s attitude towards Madame Du, it’s evident that her heart has been chilled many times, which is why she doesn’t want to stay longer.

Du Bingxue smiled bitterly, "I always thought, no matter what, I am still her biological daughter. But the truth is, she treats Du Bingling more affectionately than she does me. Perhaps because I cannot perform filial duties beside her all year round."

She smiled faintly, "So as the second daughter, to the Prime Minister’s Mansion, to Father and Father, I am dispensable."

Shen Qinglan said, "You said it yourself, right and wrong come from the heart. Live by following your heart, life is short, don’t worry too much."

"Thank you, Qinglan!"

Du Bingxue gave her a slight smile and then looked up at the azure sky, sighing softly, "Maybe it’s because I seem difficult on the outside, except for Junyan, I don’t have many friends around me. You are the second person besides Junyan who understands me."

Shen Qinglan smiled, but did not reply.

After a long while, Du Bingxue looked at her and said, "Let’s go, I’ll take you around Tingtai City."

Shen Qinglan nodded, and the two led their horses, strolling down the street.

"How can we allow such filth to exist in Tingtai City? Quick, beat him to death for me!"

Just as the two of them exited the alley, they saw not far away a group of young men gathered, punching and kicking a large and a small figure curled up in the corner.

A woman helplessly cried and kowtowed for mercy on the side, "Please, I beg you! We’re not beggars, my son is sick, we’re here to seek medical treatment in the city!"

A chubby lad shouted arrogantly, "I see you as beggars, dressed so raggedly, and you dare enter Tingtai City. Beat them, beat them to death."

Seeing the chubby boy about to kick the woman, Du Bingxue’s eyes reddened with anger, just about to act, when someone moved faster than her.

The group hadn’t reacted yet when the chubby boy was kicked a few meters away, struggling for a long time unable to get up, even unable to make a sound, with a grim face as if he was about to suffocate.

"Who are you?" one of the youths asked, "Dare to stop us from doing our business?"

Without a word, Shen Qinglan grabbed the youth’s hand and flung him away, raising her leg for a horizontal kick, and within moments, the ground was filled with groans.

Du Bingxue was surprised with a glance at Shen Qinglan before hurriedly helping the woman up.

In the corner, the person who had been beaten regained his senses, holding a four or five-year-old child with closed eyes in his arms, knelt on the ground, bowing his head towards Shen Qinglan saying, "Thank you, miss, for saving our lives!"

Shen Qinglan looked at the young man kneeling in front of her, dressed in linen but with a handsome face, and asked in surprise, "Is this... your child?"

The young man paused slightly, then shook his head, "This is my nephew."

The woman rushed over, nervously asking, "Tianyou, is Xiaobao okay?"

"Sister, Xiaobao is fine!"

He had shielded the child in his arms earlier, so those people couldn’t harm the child.

"He’s sick!" Du Bingxue said, "I know medicine, follow me."

The woman and young man instinctively looked at Shen Qinglan, and seeing her nod, they supported each other to stand up, following them together.