Hehe, Shen Yingying couldn't be happier to have these disgusting relatives stay far away from them.

As soon as Su Degui said that, Shen Yingying immediately chimed in.

Okay, if you're worried about being implicated by us in the future, then let's stick to the written record.

"Warden, bring me paper and pen..."

Okay, I'll go get it right away.

"Here, boss, write three copies. Keep one for the jailer to file with the yamen later."

Have you thought this through? Let's put it in writing. From now on, our fortunes or misfortunes are none of your concern.

You should stop bringing up the old man all the time.

“Ouyang Yuqing, hurry up and write it. We will not associate with lowly women.”

A short while later, Ouyang Yuqing finished writing three copies, wrote her name on them, pressed her fingerprint on them, and then handed them to Shen Yingying.

At this moment, Shen Yingying was in a dilemma. Damn it, if she had known she would travel to ancient times, she would have definitely practiced calligraphy no matter what.

Shen Yingying's lips twitched. She took the paper, signed her name in a scrawled manner, and pressed her fingerprint on the inkpad.

After signing, she closed her eyes and handed the paper to Ouyang Yuqing.

Ouyang Yuqing took the paper and glanced at it.

A thousand alpacas floated overhead; were these words even written by a human?

This dog-like handwriting is really quite rare.

How does the Prime Minister's family treat his daughter-in-law?

It seems I should tell the secret guards when I'm about to be exiled that the prime minister should be replaced.

Unable to bear looking at it, Ouyang Yuqing handed the paper to the jailer, asking him and the Su Degui family in the next cell to sign and affix their fingerprints.

The jailer took the paper to the cell next door and had the prisoner sign and put his fingerprint on it.

Su Degui took the paper and glanced at its contents.

Once the details were clear, he prepared to sign.

Before even signing, I saw Ouyang Yuqing's scrawled signature below.

"Hey? Warden, what's that dog crawling on top of here?"

The jailer, his lips twitching, said to Su Degui, "The Princess Consort signs..."

"What? She wrote these words?"

Su Degui glanced at the words with disdain, then looked at Shen Yingying.

Shen Yingying could guess what Su Degui was thinking just by looking at the way he was looking at her.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and sign your name. My handwriting may be a little messy, but do you need to look at me like that?"

Behind Ouyang Yuqing, the alpaca hadn't finished rolling yet, and it was starting to pile up again...

Su Degui doesn't tolerate Shen Yingying.

"It's really difficult for this character to write this out."

After speaking, Su Degui raised his hand, signed his name, and then pressed his fingerprint on the paper.

After Su Degui finished writing, he had his mother and wife sign and affix their fingerprints. Then he handed it to the jailer.

As for the other relatives and concubines, they had nothing to do with Ouyang Yuqing, and there was no need for them to sign anything.

The papers were already signed, and the jailer picked them up and looked at them.

After reading them, he tossed one to Su Degui, and then turned and went to Shen Yingying's cell with the other two.

"Your Highness, this is the contract they signed. Please keep it safe."

My wife can keep it safe.

"Okay, sure."

The jailer turned to Shen Yingying.

"Your Highness, the contract."

Shen Yingying took the two contracts and looked at them; they were accurate.

She tucked one of the bills into her sleeve (into her pocket), and handed the other to the jailer.

“Warden, could you come over here once in a while and file a record for me?”

Yes, Your Highness.

Shen Yingying was feeling very happy.

The couple is so happy to be rid of a bunch of annoying people.

That would truly be a future filled with sunshine.

Everything was resolved perfectly.

Shen Yingying began to have nothing to do in prison again.

She squatted on the ground, bored, counting ants.

This time, however, she didn't cause any trouble for the jailer.

Time passed as Shen Yingying idly counted ants and aimlessly wandered around the cell until nightfall.