What's the difference between this and having your crush point out that your makeup is cakey even after applying a wet compress for half an hour the day before?
The immersion was very strong; Shen Jiao was just as angry as Princess Yu'er.
Why are there such big differences between people with the same surname, Liang?
If this child had learned even a little bit of Liang Heng's glib tongue, the couple would have already gone home together.
Princess Yu'er was filled with shame and indignation: "Don't you dare say I'm ugly!"
Liang Wu Gongzi: "It was the princess who instructed me to say this."
Princess Yu'er: "Can't you say something nice?"
Young Master Liang: "Yes, to tell the truth."
Princess Yu'er: "I command you to praise me!"
He's really angry; he even said it out loud.
"Self-deception is not a good habit, Princess." Young Master Liang always displayed his pride, even in inappropriate situations.
Shen Jiao: "..."
She stood between the two, witnessing Princess Yu'er and Young Master Liang's extreme tug-of-war three hundred times.
Despite this, Young Master Liang remained stubborn and unyielding, refusing to utter a single word of praise even with a knife to his throat.
Princess Yu'er finally stormed off in anger.
In the dream, Shen Jiao was merely an observer; she knew no one.
She always regarded Liang Wu Gongzi as a straight man of steel.
Only after Princess Yu'er left did she hear Liang Wu Gongzi mutter to himself, "Beautiful, even thick, worm-like eyebrows are beautiful."
Shen Jiao: "..."
Bro, maybe you shouldn't praise me.
If Princess Yu'er heard these words, she might be even more unhappy.
...
"Princess?"
Upon hearing the Emperor of Yan's accusation, Princess Yu'er leaned against a pillar and swayed as she stood up.
Shen Jiao was very worried that Princess Yu'er would hurt her back.
Princess Yu'er revealed a mocking smile: "When Father Emperor was panting on top of me, did you still remember that I am your son, the eldest princess of Great Yan!"
The Emperor of Yan remained unfazed: “You are naturally the Princess of Great Yan. Don’t blame me. The only reason to blame me is that you look so much like your mother. I just love your mother too much. You are a sensible child and should understand me.”
Shen Jiao: "???"
Scumbags are prohibited from speaking!
After suffering a series of blows during her pregnancy, Princess Yu'er's mental state began to become somewhat unstable.
She would often ask the air, "Liang Xiaowu, are her eyebrows pretty?"
Does it still look like an earthworm?
Even though she couldn't hear, Shen Jiao would still agree, saying, "It doesn't seem like it, it doesn't seem like it."
Princess Yu'er strongly disliked the child in her womb and went on a hunger strike in protest. As time went on, the pregnancy became unstable.
The palace servant who delivered the meal relayed Emperor Yan's words: "If the princess cannot successfully give birth to the child, His Majesty will order people to whip the corpse of the Fifth Prince Liang every day, so that he will not rest in peace even in death."
Princess Yu'er, who was frantically drawing her eyebrows, fell silent for a moment upon hearing this.
She spoke in a hoarse voice, "I will eat it."
The palace attendant continued, "His Majesty also said that the princess should not have any suicidal thoughts like before. The lives of nearly a hundred people in the Liang family are in the princess's hands. The princess does not want the fifth young master Liang to blame you after his death, does she?"
Princess Yu'er closed her eyes, her hands clenched tightly, trembling uncontrollably.
a long time
She said slowly, "I am hungry."
...
This dream was very long, stretching from the depths of winter to early autumn. Shen Jiao skimmed through it all, witnessing Princess Yu'er's unbearable suffering throughout her life.
She did not live to see what happened after Ji Yan was born.
She couldn't imagine how miserable Ji Yan must have been, born under those circumstances.
"Why aren't you laughing anymore?" Ji Yan floated onto the quilt like a ghost and poked Shen Jiao's cheek.
"Can't laugh? Let me tell you a joke."
Ji Yan's voice was slightly cold. Regardless of whether Shen Jiao agreed or not, he had already recounted his sordid birth with a blank expression.
His tone was varied, his eyes crinkled, and what he said was extremely interesting.
These events were almost identical to what Shen Jiao had dreamed of. Every time Ji Yan spoke, the scene from that time would immediately appear in her mind.
"Don't you think that woman is stupid? That old bastard would have wiped out the entire Liang family long ago. Tsk, how could she have endured it and given birth to me?"
After Ji Yan finished speaking, she couldn't help but make this comment at the end.
He turned his head to look at Shen Jiao, slowly approaching, "I've finished speaking, why aren't you smiling yet?"
The close-up beauty filter was too much for Shen Jiao to handle, and she shrank back, saying, "Your Majesty, this isn't funny."
"Not funny, not funny?" Ji Yan pondered for a while, pinching her chin, her eyes shining even brighter.
"It's really not funny. Do you find it disgusting? If you do, you should speak up boldly, just like those gossiping palace servants. Speak up now."
Under the tyrant's expectant gaze, Shen Jiao kept shaking her head.
At this moment, her mind is like a rattle-drum!
"Why?" Ji Yan's face suddenly turned gloomy.
"Everyone finds it disgusting, why don't you find it disgusting, Shen Jiao? Do you know the consequences of lying to me?"
Shen Jiao: "Kill me?"
Ji Yan nodded: "Yes."
Shen Jiao asked, "Then what if I wasn't lying?"
Ji Yan was stunned on the spot.
He hadn't thought about this question, and no one had ever been able to listen to it calmly.
The product of incest between father and daughter, his existence is a filthy thing that the world cannot accept.
He was not accepted by anything in the world, and should not have lived; death was his final destiny.
Yes, he deserves to die.
"I deserve to die."
"Your Majesty, look into my eyes." Shen Jiao mimicked Ji Yan's usual actions, cupping his face in her trembling hands.
Ji Yan looked up.
The two locked eyes.
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