Qin knew that given Shen Jiao's current status and position, she should not have lost her composure like this, as it would be a grave offense of disrespect.

But she couldn't help it.

The confusion and helplessness in the girl's eyes were like a merciless carving knife, leaving her with deep regret.

Qin thought, if she had persisted a little more, and just a little more, would Jiaojiao have turned out this way?

Qin's eyes welled up with tears.

She quietly went out without her maids or nannies, and standing there all alone, she couldn't help but look a little pitiful.

When Shen Jiao saw her beautiful mother crying, she was at a loss for what to do. She took out a handkerchief and wiped away Qin's tears, saying, "Don't cry."

These days, it's considered a sin to make a beautiful woman cry for no reason.

Qin shook her head: "Okay, I won't cry."

Shen Jiao sighed, "I have amnesia and can't remember anything from before. Madam... there's no need to blame yourself too much."

The amnesia trope is terrible, but it's obviously the most suitable for this situation.

My dear mother, please don't cry.

Look at her tearful face; her heart is breaking.

How could we let our beautiful mother, who is so stunningly beautiful and like a fairy, cry?

Shen Jiao thought to herself, "What a sin! What a terrible person I am!" She cursed herself inwardly.

Qin was naturally aware of everything that had happened to Shen Jiao during this time, and because she knew, she was speechless. Upon hearing this, she felt even more guilty.

She forced a smile, but it was tinged with bitterness: "It's a good thing I can't remember. As long as I'm alive, as long as I'm still alive."

As parents, our greatest wish is for our children to be safe and sound.

Shen Jiao was in a complicated mood and didn't know what to say for a moment.

She was not the original owner of the body; a wisp of soul from another world had taken over her body. She had no memories and was unaware of the joys and sorrows the original owner had experienced.

Furthermore, to some extent, the reason why the original owner died far from home was partly related to his relatives in the Marquis of Anbo's mansion.

It's not that the original owner was without fault, but if she hadn't happened to transmigrate here, she might have made a fatal mistake.

Faced with Qin Shi's cautious and somewhat ingratiating manner, Shen Jiao felt a mix of emotions.

Oh well, what's done is done. One should always look forward.

Suppressing her overwhelming emotions, Shen Jiao took two steps forward and gave Qin a hug.

"Yes, I'm still alive."

...

Because of his disgraceful behavior, Marquis Anbo was punished by Lord Shen to kneel in the ancestral hall.

This wasn't a big deal in itself; Marquis Anbo had his share of embarrassing incidents throughout the year.

However, when news of his and Shen Yu's "glorious" deeds reached Madam Shen's ears again, it caused the old mother to faint from anger.

This enraged Lord Shen.

Without the support of the Marquis of Anbo's mansion, Shen Yu instantly became a pariah, hated by everyone.

She couldn't bear this kind of life any longer, so she had to ask Tsai Chin-shi for help again.

"Master, please help Yu'er. Yu'er has really been ruined by that bitch Chen Jiao this time."

After that day, Tsai Chin-shi was scolded by the chess academy director again, and she was in a very bad mood.

She comforted him, saying, "Don't worry, gold will always shine."

Shen Yu's eyes lit up: "Master, do you have any ideas?"

Tsai Chin said, "I have a brilliant plan. Just listen to my instructions."

...

The news of Shen Jiao's pregnancy was made public during the first two days of the Four Flowers Banquet, and it caused a huge stir.

Everyone was shocked.

What? What?

Is there a successor to the tyrant?

It's hard to tell whether things are good or bad for a while.

Why do I say that?

The late emperor was a tyrant who was blinded by lust and was truly despicable. The people thought that the next emperor would take this as a warning. Indeed, Ji Yan did take this as a warning and did not succumb to lust, but he was a cruel and tyrannical ruler.

The Empress is currently pregnant; who knows what kind of baby will be in her womb?

What if the heir is a foolish and cruel ruler, perhaps inherited from a previous generation?

Everyone was anxious and prayed to the gods and Buddhas that the child in the Queen's womb would be kind and virtuous.

The culprit behind this anxiety was, at that moment, slowly and methodically helping Chen Jiao fasten her cloak.

His fingers are slender and long, with well-proportioned joints, and even a simple knot-tying motion is very pleasing to the eye.

Shen Jiao remained silent for a long time before suddenly saying, "Your Majesty, I heard that all the famous talented women from the six kingdoms will be here today."

I heard this news from the little miracle doctor.

Of course, Liang Heng said more than just that.

He was mainly referring to someone whose skin was as white as snow.

So-and-so has eyes as big as grapes.

So-and-so has a great figure with a prominent bust and buttocks...

A normal boyfriend, upon hearing this question, would definitely raise three fingers and swear: "I promise I will never look around, no wildflowers can compare to the fragrance of home-grown flowers, my eyes are only for you," and so on.

However, Ji Yan asked seriously, "So what? Who do you want to kill?"

Shen Jiao: "???"

how?

Does she look like a butcher's knife?

Why do you keep asking her who she's going to kill?

She was just an innocent and naive girl experiencing her first love. Was it so hard for her to hear such corny sweet talk as "a thousand women are not even one ten-thousandth as good as you"?

Shen Jiao also overheard some of the rumors and gossip circulating outside.

She didn't know if the "baby" in her belly would become the next tyrant, because she felt that her once firm socialist core values ​​were now almost completely wiped out by the tyrant's poison.

Shen Jiao sighed and said, "What I mean is, this bow is pretty enough, there's no need to tie it again. I don't want to be the last one to appear, it'll just attract too much attention."

Who would have thought that a ruthless tyrant who kills without blinking an eye would be so enthusiastic about tying bows?

They tied it up and then untied it.

Untie it and then tie it back up.

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