Shen Mingzhuang shook his head. "No need. She is now a Consort Shu. There's no need to worry about those things anymore. Why would you argue with her until you're red in the face because of me?"

Shen Ming'e was willing to stand up for her and speak out against injustice, and she was grateful but did not accept it. Shen Ming'e could not change the matter, and she naturally did not want to see her get involved for nothing.

Wenxin schemed against her, but what about Jiang Wang? She did indeed ask Pei Jingzhou to play the zither, but she didn't do anything improper. As for Jiang Wang, with a beautiful woman in his arms, how could he still remember the little bit of warmth they shared in their hardships?

"Hahahaha..." Shen Mingzhuang found it more and more ridiculous. What was the point of her being so jealous? In the end, she only ended up being a laughing stock. It was just hateful that she thought she could be different, foolishly waiting for Jiang Wang to put down his airs as a king and explain to her, even if he lied to her, to tell her that he and Song Jingxi were not what she imagined.

As she laughed, tears began to fall. Her laughter gradually faded, and finally, she wiped away her tears, stood up, and went straight out the door.

Watching from behind, Shen Ming'e's mood also sank. As she looked at Ninth Sister, who was dressed in thin clothes and walking alone into the wind and snow, the image of Wenxin's gentle and obedient appearance from back then came to mind. How could she have done such a thing?

Inside the Biyue Tower, Liu, who was watching the wet nurse feed the child, also received news of Cuixuan Residence.

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she looked at the maid Qiuyun in disbelief, "Go and inquire again, is this really true?"

Seeing Aunt Liu's joy, Qiu Yun felt a strange unease. She thought she should remind Aunt Liu that Consort Ming was still staying at the mansion, and if Consort Ming found out...

Qiu Yun had no idea that this Wen Xin was the person who had served Aunt Liu before. It wasn't until she went out and inquired that she learned why Aunt Liu was so happy.

It turns out that Wenxin used to be from Biyue Tower. Now that she has entered the palace as a Noble Lady, she will definitely be of help to Consort Liu in the future. However, this is obviously not good for Consort Ming. Consort Ming is a proper girl from the Shen family, while Wenxin is just a maid who only became a Noble Lady by chance. If Consort Liu loses her aunt, her biggest helper, and leans towards Consort Shu, isn't this a case of picking up a sesame seed and losing a watermelon?

Shen Mingzhuang stood in the cold wind in the courtyard for a while before he felt his mind clear up.

How could she forget that Jiang Wang in the book was a tyrant with an extreme personality? It was no secret that he liked beautiful women. Just like her, wasn't she the one who caught Jiang Wang's eye because she was beautiful?

With her mind clear, although her heart ached, she no longer felt so much remorse or sadness. Without saying a word, she went straight back to Beiyuan.

She planned to stay in Beiyuan for two days, buy a house outside, and then spread the word that she would be a nun, living outside from then on. She would also give Jiang Wang some benefits and beg him to let her go, so she could live a happy life thereafter.

However, the next morning, she was unable to get up as early as usual.

Last night, she had told Manhuan not to come into the room to serve her, wanting to be alone for a while. At this moment, there was no one in the room. The sky was just beginning to lighten, probably just past dawn. A young man was standing in front of her, his figure blurry, but she could vaguely see that he was holding a bowl and seemed to be stirring something.

"thirsty……"

His throat felt so dry it was about to burst into flames. Shen Mingzhuang spoke in a low voice, barely audible. The boy's figure drew closer, and a somewhat familiar voice rang in his ears. He seemed to have heard it before, yet it was as if he had never heard it before.

"Drink it, my dear aunt, can you stop humiliating yourself? If I hadn't come out to give you the medicine, you might have died here."

The words were harsh and unpleasant; it was obvious without even thinking that it came from that chubby boy.

"How come you've grown taller again?"

The chubby boy frowned as he listened; she was talking as if he were a child.

He handed the medicine bowl to Shen Mingzhuang, smiled as he looked at her face, which appeared even paler due to her illness, and said, "Drink your medicine, talk less, and you'll feel better after a nap."

"Thank you, little fatty." Shen Mingzhuang smiled weakly, her voice hoarse. She drank the medicine with her eyes half-closed, the bitter taste spreading in her chest. She couldn't help but frown, her beautiful and delicate eyebrows immediately revealing a charming allure. Xiao Yao smiled, and with a flick of her hand, the bowl disappeared into his palm. She turned around and magically produced a candied fruit, which she brought to Shen Mingzhuang's lips.

With a sweet and sour candied fruit in her mouth, Shen Mingzhuang turned around and drifted off to sleep. Only then did the little demon lean down and stare at her, its eyes revealing a human emotion. It... no, it should be called him now. For the sake of this generation's master of space, it chose to cultivate into a male body.

Looking at the little woman sleeping restlessly in front of me,

The little demon leaned down and whispered in her ear with a smile, "Actually, my name is Shi Jiang... Venerable Shi Jiang."

Although this little woman wasn't very clever in some things, she was genuine and pure. He couldn't help but be superficially attracted to her appearance and even wanted to possess her. Such thoughts were too dangerous, yet so intense.

Shi Jiang knew that such a thing was not allowed, but he had lived for tens of thousands of years and had never done anything as he pleased. At this moment, the thought of him being asked to dutifully guard him made him feel somewhat unwilling.

Jiang Wang did nothing wrong, but his contempt for women was genuine; what mattered most to him was imperial power.

If that's the case, then he doesn't deserve this beautiful jade.

As Shi Jiang thought about it, he couldn't help but gently stroke the woman's smooth face. Since she had already seen through it all, he might as well help her and help her transcend the mundane world.

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