No one turns bad for no reason.

There's always a reason why a child who seemed so well-behaved and sensible as a child can grow up to be a gloomy, paranoid, and cruel villain.

At first, Jiang Yue had no feelings for this world, and she felt nothing for the people in it, whether it was Zhou Ji, the children, or those who relentlessly attacked her online.

However, humans are not plants or trees.

Her heart is no longer made of stone.

She also learned to care for others.

Having spent so much time together, Jiang Yue could sense that this child really needed love, perhaps because in the original story, his mother not only didn't love him at all, but also abused him in every way.

This is what led to his increasingly distorted personality.

By the time Zhao Shuyan saved her, it was too late. The dark side of her heart could no longer be suppressed, and she wore a mask in front of others, pretending to be gentle and kind.

Jiang Yue pinched his cheek: "It's not the weekend, do you know your dad knows you came here?"

The boy wrapped his arms around her neck, his voice muffled as if he didn't want to speak: "Grandpa Butler brought me here."

It means whether Dad knows or not is completely unimportant.

Every time he came over recently, his schoolbag was filled with his clothes and toys, and his toys had taken over a lot of space in the Qin family's living room.

Even if the maid arranges everything neatly and puts it in a box.

He would make sure it was visible in every corner, creating an undeniable presence.

Jiang Yue didn't intend to send him away. The little boy was very quiet around her. He would obediently finish his homework and then sit quietly in the living room playing with his toys.

When she lived in the Chianan Mansion, the boy wore a small straw hat and carried a small plastic shovel to help her weed the flowers she planted in the front yard.

Even when it comes to work, they do it very seriously.

When Qin Zhao returned home, he saw the little brat in the living room. His gaze lingered for a moment, but he quickly ignored it, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

The boy heard the sound coming from the doorway, but he only looked up briefly before continuing to quietly assemble his Lego set.

When the mother and son are together, it's like an older friend taking care of a younger one; they both seem like they haven't grown up yet.

Qin Zhao was silent for a moment before asking, "Did you meet with Cen Yue today?"

Jiang Yue, who was lying on the sofa reading a novel, slowly raised her head and said, "I see you."

Qin Zhao casually asked, "How was it?"

Jiang Yue thought for a moment, "He's a very nice person, very polite and cultured."

Qin Zhao's expression softened slightly, and then she said, "But I don't like him."

She didn't feel any flutter in her heart, nor did her heart pound like a deer's.

Qin Zhao paused, but instead of asking why, he said, "It's alright, there are other things too."

Jiang Yue put down her book, sat up straight, and looked quietly at Qin Zhao. She asked, "Brother, why are you introducing me to men? Do you want to marry me off?"

She asked very seriously.

In the past, Princess Jiang was often forced to marry young men. When she reached marriageable age, no matter how noble her status or how much she was loved, she still had to get married.

But she didn't like that feeling at all.

The men her mother chose for her all seemed irresponsible; they just happened to come from good families.

Qin Zhao could tell from her slightly furrowed brows that she didn't like it.

Since Qin Zhao was old enough to understand things, he has never made any mistakes in his work. He is ruthless when he needs to be ruthless, and he is also very tactful when he needs to be tactful.

This is the first time.

He realized he might have made a mistake.

Qin Zhao opened his mouth: "I want you to meet more people."

Jiang Yue asked, "Is it for my own good?"

Qin Zhao remained silent; such a statement was too high-sounding.

In truth, wasn't he doing this to satisfy his own desire for control? He felt that Zhou Ji was not suitable for her and was worried that she and Zhou Ji would rekindle their old feelings, so he subtly lured her to go on blind dates.

Instead, it made her feel less free.

Jiang Yue then whispered, "You don't need to worry about me anymore. I really don't need you to worry about me. I've relied on myself all these years. I can still live a good life without you."

As she spoke, she looked into Qin Zhao's eyes. His face paled inch by inch, his jawline tightened, and he remained completely silent.

Jiang Yue had already used the gentlest tone and language: "You're so enthusiastic, I feel bad refusing you. But I really don't like it this way."

After a while, Jiang Yue heard Qin Zhao say, "I'm sorry."

Then, "I shouldn't have imposed some of my emotions on you."

He shouldn't try to control who she likes or dislikes.

As the elder brother, he wasn't really qualified.

...

Overall, Jiang Yue lived a very comfortable life in the Qin family.

After a weekday without work, she has to go to the recording of the first episode of the show on the weekend.

Kindergarten children do not have to go to school on weekends.

Zhou Zhengchu didn't insist on going to the TV station with her. He just climbed into the back seat of the car when she wasn't paying attention.

He blinked at her and said, "Mom, if you don't want to, you can leave me out of the car."

Jiang Yue: "..."

She chose to indulge her.

Taking your child to the TV station shouldn't be a problem, right?

The five-year-old no longer needed to be carried around all the time. Jiang Yue led him into the recording hall, and all eyes turned to her.

Jiang Yue led him into the dressing room. His little backpack was bulging, and she didn't know what he was carrying.

Jiang Yue playfully poked his little face, but the boy, who turned into a little iceberg in public, didn't get angry at all and obediently sat in his seat.

"Teacher Jiang, we're going to start putting on makeup."

"good."

"Is this Teacher Jiang's son? He's so handsome."

"Yes, yes, it's my child."

The makeup artist wasn't just saying flattery this time; she genuinely felt that the little iceberg's looks were absolutely stunning. His eyebrows, eyes, nose, and every feature of his face were flawless.

Her skin is very fair, and her quiet and unassuming demeanor makes her even more endearing.

Because I had tried on the makeup before, this time it saved me a lot of time.

No matter how many times the makeup artist saw her, they all felt that Jiang Yue's ancient costume was a bit too beautiful.

Jiang Yue looked up at the person in the mirror and saw her familiar self again. The sounds around her gradually blurred.

It was as if she had returned to that night.

The court was in turmoil, and the regent, who had long held real power, purged many officials. The blood in front of the palace gates had turned black and could not be washed away with water.

He no longer bothered to hide it; he killed whomever he wanted.

Kill anyone who gets in my way, even Buddha himself.

Jiang Yue saw that she had handed the dagger to the maid and a bottle of poison, and she personally gave the order: "Tell them to kill Zhou Fuwei."