Yang Ruxin nodded.
"Let me brief you first so you won't be unfamiliar when the time comes." Jiang Fangfei took a handkerchief and wiped the corner of Qi Zizi's mouth, "There are two Miss Shen's, one is the little granddaughter of Duke of An, Shen Shuyi, and the other is Shen Jiayin, the granddaughter of Minister of Revenue, Shen Wanxing. Although both are surnamed Shen, they are not the same Shen. Shen Wanxing's ancestral home is in Linjiang Prefecture, the same place as yours, but Duke of An's ancestral home is in Liaobei Prefecture, more than a thousand miles apart."
Yang Ruxin nodded, certainly not the same Shen. The people over at Duke of An's side are a family of loyalty and bravery, stationed long-term at the Western Frontier, truly heroes of Daxuan. However, the Shen Family on Shen Wanxing's side is a different matter.
After all, Shen Yizhen and Shen Yila, those two sisters, once climbed into the bed of the Tenth Prince together, so who knows what this Shen Jiayin is like.
