Chapter 92 He's tired of the two-in-one thing, he's had enough.
Jiang Shuifu has been packing her bags for the past few days, preparing to leave the courtyard that has confined her for several months with the peaches. She is finally going to be free.
Shen Jizhao's sudden letting go shocked her for a long time. He said he was going to let her go, and that he had lost the gamble.
The consequence of losing was that he kept his promise: never to pursue the matter further.
He concluded by saying he hoped she would be happy.
To be free from his imprisonment is happiness.
This farce, filled with coercion and gambling, is finally coming to an end.
This six-year-long farce, filled with love, hate, infatuation, and resentment, is finally coming to an end.
She will return to her maternal grandparents' home and resume a peaceful and tranquil life, never to see him again.
She just felt inexplicably flustered, her heart skipping a beat every now and then.
She couldn't sleep at night, so she could only stare wide-eyed at the top of the canopy, at the hibiscus flowers embroidered on it. As she stared, she unconsciously turned her head and looked out the window.
Moonlight streamed down, and following the silvery beams, she caught a glimpse of a tall figure flashing by.
The figure remained there for a long time, until it was discovered, at which point it hurriedly and hastily disappeared without a trace, not appearing again for the rest of the night.
Three days later, she would be completely rid of that figure, and she could sleep peacefully.
Perhaps she was too excited about leaving, because Jiang Shuifu woke up early and was stunned when she opened the door.
All her clothes, shoes, and socks were drying in the yard, all washed and clean, just as they were when she arrived, without a trace of change, as if all these days were about to vanish and cease to exist.
The clothes were hanging out to dry peacefully, but the swing kept moving.
It seems he sat on the swing all night again; he must have just left.
She looked away, stretched, and walked around to refresh herself.
Unbeknownst to her, a scene appeared in her vision:
The embroidery needle pierced through the clothing, a striking bright red. Looking up from the needle and thread, one could see a pair of hands, rough, calloused hands, clumsily yet patiently mending the tattered hole.
His hands were already very careful, but as soon as he finished sewing one hole, he gently smoothed out the wrinkles, and another hole tore open.
The garments are beyond repair; any further sewing will be futile.
But he picked up his needle and thread again and continued mending, one hole after another, until the clothes were completely free of any holes.
Jiang Shuifu didn't have the patience to watch him finish sewing and left long ago.
The clothes in his hands were the nightgown she had given him, a beautiful but fragile piece of clothing that would fall apart at the slightest bump, a piece of clothing that desperately needed its owner's protection and care, the result of her tireless efforts day and night.
She didn't look up at his face, but even without looking, she could sense that his brows were furrowed, and he was completely focused, afraid that he might accidentally ruin the stitching.
A gray butterfly flew in from who knows where, breathing in the fresh, free air. The air currents flipped the scene, and in a flash, the withered butterfly was swept up and blown to the window of the side room.
The butterfly perched on the windowpane, its wings no longer fluttering, and closed its eyes in despair.
She was wrong. The man simply sewed on and on with a calm expression, his eyes full of tenderness, and a faint smile between his brows. As long as his heart was beating and his eyes were bright, he would mend all the cracks.
His technique was skillful; he had already sewed many times before.
He turned his head and noticed the withered butterfly, which seemed quite fitting for the occasion.
In the end, they still came to this point.
The following day, Shen Jizhao was nowhere to be seen, as if he was deliberately avoiding Jiang Shuifu, perhaps because he didn't know how to say goodbye to her.
She didn't care, and as dawn broke on the third day, she packed her bags and prepared to leave.
He's still not here, which is for the best, saving her the trouble of dealing with him.
But as soon as she stepped out of the courtyard, the old woman rushed up to her with a grin and grabbed her hand: "Oh my, why are you all alone? Where's your husband?"
Jiang Shuifu looked at her in confusion, and the old woman smiled sheepishly:
"Your husband is such a good man. I'd like to ask him to come help me with the garden again. I see that the vegetables he planted are growing so well now, they won't wilt anymore. I knew it! A man should always be hardworking and earn money so that a woman can feel at ease following him and find him pleasing to the eye. Otherwise, if he stays at home all day, it's just annoying and makes me feel resentful. When you had your period, he even came to ask me about women's taboos, what you could and couldn't eat, whether you could bathe, and how long you could bathe. He even learned some pain relief techniques. He asked so many detailed questions that I was completely bewildered..."
It turns out that Shen Jizhao's vegetables only came back to life after he asked the old woman for help. It turns out that he would also humble himself to ask questions of a peasant woman and do farm work to repay others.
It turns out he went to sell vegetables just so she wouldn't bother him and he hoped she would find him pleasing to the eye.
It turns out that when she was in her menstrual cycle, he learned how to take such good care of people from her own experience.
Jiang Shuifu was stunned by the series of events. She raised her eyes slightly, and a figure vaguely appeared in her vision. It wasn't until she blinked that the figure clearly appeared in front of her:
"You can't leave."
Her eyes widened.
A few homeless children died on the street a few days ago. Although it was sad, it was not a big deal.
But from that day on, the people who were wrapped up and thrown into the mass grave suddenly started burning up, and then suffered from pain all over their bodies, foamed at the mouth, and finally bled profusely!
We tried everything, but we still couldn't save him.
Originally, only the government knew about this, but now, with more and more people infected, it can no longer be hidden!
This is a plague!
A plague that spreads from person to person!
Before long, the whole town will be infected with this disease!
Shen Jizhao handed a sip of saliva to the shocked Jiang Shuifu: "So you can't leave!"
To prevent the plague from spreading to other places, no one is allowed to leave the town!
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For several days in a row, Shen Jizhao went to the town to investigate the situation. Sure enough, after only a few days, everyone in the town was in a state of panic, frantically looting food and staying indoors.
But if this works, then the plague can no longer be called a plague.
The number of infected people has skyrocketed, and piles of straw mats thrown out of homes have accumulated. Shen Jizhao took the surviving people to a makeshift clinic and began to have doctors treat them, but to little avail.
Jiang Shuifu also felt the panic on the mountain. The surrounding farmers had stopped all activities and disappeared, fearing that they would be the next to suffer.
She was restless. Shen Jizhao wouldn't let her go down the mountain, but she didn't just sit and wait for her fate. She read through ancient medical books and tried to find a solution.
She searched for a long time but still had no clue. She thought that she had to see a doctor to find the right treatment.
The next day, Shen Jizhao frowned deeply, and the officials broke out in a cold sweat, bowing their heads and saying:
"Your Highness, the Zhen Tian Yamen is in an uproar! Everyone is gathered together, kneeling and demanding that the city gates be opened!"
Without hesitation, Shen Jizhao's eyes narrowed: "Let's go!"
Let's go take a look.
Before even getting close, one could hear the people kneeling on the ground, and a man holding a dying child in his arms, weeping bitterly.
"My lords, you upright officials, you saviors of the world, please save us! My whole family has been infected with the plague, but my youngest child is not even a year old! Please have mercy and think of a way to save him, or at least let us out! There are always doctors outside who can save people!"
Shen Jizhao's eyes flickered. The baby in the man's arms was already foaming at the mouth, and there was no way to save him. He and his wife, who were standing beside him, were tattered and worn. They stared at the child in their arms with desperate and heartbreaking eyes, as if they were saying goodbye.
A cry fell, followed by a chorus of protests and pleas:
"Yes, why are you closing the city gates? Are you just leaving us to die?! Let us out!"
"My wife is pregnant with our unborn child! Please, sir, let us out! My parents are already dead; we cannot let my family be destroyed as well!"
The town was filled with deafening screams and cries. Mutilated corpses were everywhere in the streets, and bloodstains flowed like rivers. People wore veils and knelt or lay down, casting desperate and empty eyes. It was a living hell!
Shen Jizhao raised his hand, signaling them to calm down:
"Please remain calm. As long as the country stands, the city stands, and as long as the city stands, the people stand. We have already sent aid to other countries, and we will be rescued soon. We have all kinds of supplies and food. Staying calm and not moving is the best way to save ourselves."
The magistrate nodded and earnestly reassured everyone:
"Yes, the plague is terrible, but it can't be defeated by everyone working together. We have gathered all the doctors to develop an antidote, and it is already showing initial results. I believe that it will be able to cure the sick and save lives soon. Everyone who is not sick should go back first, and those who are infected should go back to the clinic for centralized treatment! Let's not increase the risk of infection!"
But these words had no effect on the people who were on the verge of death, unwilling to give up and struggling desperately. What they wanted was a real cure!
They started making a scene again, shouting angrily:
"How can we trust you? You are officials, and all you do is hide in your offices and watch us, these worthless, lowly lives, die of illness! It's been so long, and you haven't come up with a single solution! In your eyes, we are less than weeds!"
Many people echoed this sentiment:
"Exactly! You're all in cahoots, trying to get rid of us without any real effort! Then you just wait for us to die, and when we die, you'll live!"
The scene remained chaotic, and people were restless.
Seeing this, Shen Jizhao slowly exhaled, then half-raised his eyes, instantly revealing the imposing aura of a superior. He lifted the veil that was blocking the source of the disease and solemnly promised:
"I am here, I will face this tribulation with you, I will defend the city with you. As long as I live, I will do everything in my power to protect you! You are my people, and I will not abandon you. My word is my bond!"
solitary?
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It's His Highness the Crown Prince!
Everyone present erupted in cheers; they were saved!
Their most respected prince came to their rescue!
They're not afraid anymore!
Shen Jizhao is not only the crown prince of Dabei, but also the hope and light in the hearts of countless people. They believe his words unconditionally!
Therefore, the people who were questioning and complaining just a moment ago all knelt down and kowtowed in worship:
"Long live the Crown Prince! Long live the Crown Prince!"
The auspicious words spoken by those kneeling before him echoed in unison, their lingering sound still resonating.
Shen Jizhao returned to the clinic, preparing to gather people to continue the discussion, but his eyes suddenly narrowed with a sinister glint as he walked toward the woman who was touching a patient infected with the plague.
The woman carefully examined the patient's eyes, placed her hand on the patient's pulse again, and pondered the patient's condition. When she finished with this patient and was about to go to see the next patient, she turned around and stopped in her tracks.
The man's tall figure loomed over her, and his cold voice rang out:
What are you doing here?
Jiang Shuifu looked directly into his eyes, her gaze filled with anger, regret, and worry.
In just a few days, he had become much thinner, and there were many dark circles under his eyes.
She reluctantly retorted to him:
"I'm wearing a face mask, so I won't get it."
To her surprise, the man didn't even glance at her, and left without listening to her finish speaking, leaving her with a cold and indifferent back view.
She scoffed, "Who cares!"
In the following days, Jiang Shuifu helped treat patients, bandage wounds, and administer medications.
In addition, she read through all the books and worked with the doctors to find a solution, but all the prescriptions they came up with only treated the symptoms, not the root cause; they could only alleviate the symptoms, not cure the disease.
Jiang Shuifu continued to work late into the night, relentlessly memorizing every line of the medical clinic's collection, hoping to find a solution.
But then the candle went out, and she looked up in confusion.
Jinqing's voice rang out: "His Highness requests that you come to the young lady's room!"
Jiang Shuifu got angry and went back to her room with her books. It was already dark, but the passageway outside was still bustling with people, all of them officials suppressing the plague, patrolling continuously for twelve hours and reporting any cases immediately.
She stormed off, with Jinqing following behind. Just as she was about to return to her room, he suddenly walked around to her side and blocked her way.
"Your Highness is waiting! Please, young lady, do not make things difficult for your subordinate!"
Fine! Didn't we agree to let go? Is he going to go back on his word again?
That's really giving him too much credit!
Jiang Shuifu was furious and kicked open his door: "You despicable scoundrel, come out here!"
But before she could even open her mouth to scold, she stopped, and there was no one in the room!
Why did he repeatedly "invite" her over?
He's really sick!
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This kind of thing happens almost every few days. Jiang Shuifu is "invited" to his room at night, but when she meets him during the day, he ignores her and doesn't give her a chance to speak at all. It's really strange, so strange!
Could it be that he has also contracted some strange disease?
Gradually, she began to treat him as if she didn't know him, and wouldn't even give him a glance.
To others, their scene appears to be one of deep affection, but they are forced to restrain themselves due to official duties and the pandemic.
That day, Jiang Shuifu went to change the dressings of a patient as usual. This patient was the source of the plague, the child who had been on the verge of death in the street last time. His condition was still not good, and she had to help him up to change his dressings. He said gratefully:
"Sister, you and brother are both good people. You've worked so hard for us, you haven't even had time to talk during the day. It's so hard on you. But I don't know how long I have left to live, I don't know if it's possible... In my lifetime, I hope..."
But before he could voice his wish, the patient next to him slashed him with scissors. They hated him so much that they wanted to strangle him immediately. If it weren't for him, would their whole town be in such a desperate situation?
"Go to hell! You ruined my wife and children! You deserve to die!"
One patient made a move, and the others couldn't hold back either. However, they were dying and had no strength, so they could only curse him with the utmost malice.
The child was forced to endure these curses and the pain of his wounds; tears streamed down his face, and he was in excruciating agony.
"I don't know! I don't know..."
Just as the patient with the scissors was about to kill him again, Shen Jizhao appeared at the right moment and stopped these people from plotting their evil scheme.
As soon as he arrived, everyone froze, though their eyes remained vicious and their mouths continued to spew curses.
He leaned down slowly, and asked him in a gentle yet authoritative tone, "If it wasn't you, it would have been someone else, right?"
Jiang Shuifu went outside and bumped into a physician, who quickly took the medicine from her hand:
"Young Madam, please rest. How could I trouble you? It would be extremely disrespectful!"
She pursed her lips unhappily.
Not only did the patients believe she had an improper relationship with Shen Jizhao, but even the doctors and officials' servants treated her with utmost respect. She felt it necessary to explain:
"I have no relationship with him. If there was ever any relationship between us, it was because he forced me!"
Nobody believed it.
She had no choice but to give up, and continued to research antidotes and care for patients every day.
She would also occasionally go out to join the disaster relief porridge distribution team. Seeing the long lines of people who were dressed in rags and had not enough to eat, she would sigh silently and shake her sore hands before continuing to distribute porridge to them.
Everyone knows that once a plague breaks out, food supplies are the most deadly and of paramount importance.
The rich took most of it, leaving the poor to survive on the last bit of coarse flour they had at home. That's why Shen Jizhao started distributing porridge.
The people who received the food praised it highly:
"The young lady is truly kind-hearted! She even personally distributed porridge! No wonder His Highness the Crown Prince has taken a liking to her!"
"Yes, yes! The young mistress is so beautiful, she and His Highness are a match made in heaven! Young mistress, could you please prepare more?"
Jiang Shuifu did not refute their address. Her heart was filled with pity and compassion. She didn't know if it was a natural disaster or a man-made one, but only the common people were suffering.
After half a month of distributing porridge, the warehouses of the government and major rice merchants were emptied, and people began to panic again. Many more people went out to steal and rob. Shen Jizhao made a decisive decision to reduce their expenses again and distribute their portions.
The people were filled with gratitude again and knelt down to worship him.
Fortunately, before long, the reinforcements finally entered the city. The grain and fodder were personally escorted by Su Yang's officials. The scene was spectacular, and most of the people went out to watch. This was their lifeline!
"Great! We're saved! Food and herbs have arrived!"
"His Highness the Crown Prince is indeed astute! He didn't lie to us!"
"There's hope! There's hope! Waaah, my child!"
Another exciting scene unfolded, causing a stir throughout the town. Everyone knelt down, gazing hopefully at the long line of carriages.
Jiang Shuifu was trying out a new drug. She could hear cheers and cries outside from inside the clinic. Although she shared their joy and anxiety, she frowned. So many people gathered together was not a good thing!
The crowd outside was so dense that the officers and soldiers couldn't hold them back. This was their hope, and they couldn't wait to be assigned a place, otherwise they would starve to death before they died of illness.
Some people's eyes lit up, and they wanted to rush forward and snatch it, but they were restrained by the pressure of Crown Prince Shen Jizhao.
Shen Jizhao stood in the very center of the crowd, welcoming the arrival of the provisions. However, to his surprise, the person who arrived was...
The leader at the very front glared fiercely at the man in the center. The official beside him was even more audacious, his expression one of uncontrollable gnashing of teeth, as if he wished he could tear a piece of flesh off him immediately!
This is absolutely outrageous!
This is absolutely outrageous!
This is utterly disregard for the law!
Their crimes are too numerous to count! They are an outrage against both gods and men!
The first official held down the second official's hand, telling him not to act impulsively and that finding the right person was the most important thing.
Then, they all focused their attention and began to search around.
Jiang Shuifu was about to go out to disperse the crowd when two more men appeared on the main road of the Zhen Tian Yatai.
She was first puzzled, then delighted, and finally afraid.
"Uncle, Uncle, why have you come?"
She had her own selfish reasons; she didn't want her family to get involved in such a dangerous matter. Besides, her uncles were timid and had elderly parents and young children to support, so why would they willingly take on this task?
She soon found out why.
When the people saw her affectionately address her uncle as "uncle," they all felt grateful to the two men.
"So he's the young lady's uncle! No wonder they're family, both loyal and righteous men!"
"His Highness the Crown Prince is indeed good at recognizing talent; all the people around him are excellent officials!"
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is wise! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is mighty!"
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Praise for Shen Jizhao was endless, which also reflected his prestige among the people.
In the hearts of the people, he is sacred and inviolable!
Jiang Junyu was furious. He immediately pointed at Shen Jizhao's nose and began to curse at these ignorant people:
"What concubine! My niece is married, married to a legal wife, not a concubine, and certainly not to him! What crown prince? He's wise? He's mighty? Have you all lost your minds? He's a beast in human form, a wicked and heinous villain! He kidnapped my niece on her wedding night! He imprisoned her for months! He tortured her for months! And you still kneel before such a person? You still defend him?"
Jiang Junyan was also filled with anger and resentment. Although his Jiang family members were not ambitious, they had never suffered such humiliation, especially since it was his precious junior. He spat several times.
"Bah! You damned Crown Prince, you bully my Jiang family, old and weak! I will make everyone know your true colors, Shen Jizhao! Our Fu'er was overjoyed to remarry, but when she lifted her veil, the man lying beside her was a completely different person! How shocked she must have been! How terrified she must have been! How helpless she must have been! You imprisoned Fu'er and abused her! How much suffering she endured! How much pain she endured! She must have cried day and night! She must have knelt before you, begging for mercy! She must have been pitifully forced to flatter and fawn over you for food! Enslaved by you! Exploited by you! She was forced to lose the most important dignity of a human being, forced to lose the most precious self-respect and pride of a woman. Not only that, but there must be no part of her body that is intact! Physical and mental torture! You are so cruel and ruthless, you can do such beastly things to a weak woman, how can you be worthy of being the Crown Prince, how can you be worthy of the offerings of the common people! You are utterly despicable and vile!"
These words caused an uproar among the crowd, even more so than before.
The plague harmed their bodies and lives, but it also damaged their faith, and they still could not give up.
"Nonsense! How could His Highness the Crown Prince be such a person! He loves the people the most! He understands the people's plight the most! Before this plague, we had such peaceful and unexploited days all thanks to His Highness the Crown Prince! How can you slander him like this!"
"Yes, yes! His Highness the Crown Prince provides disaster relief and food aid to the people, and even shares life and death with us. How many people in the world can do that! The Crown Prince is the Crown Prince of the country! He is the hope for survival for countless suffering people! He is not the immoral and shameless illegitimate son you describe!"
Jiang Junyu scoffed, speechless at these blindly loyal people:
"Don't be silly, sharing life and death? When it really comes to a life-or-death situation, when there's no hope of saving him, or when cholera breaks out, he'll be the first one to run away!"
The people berated him in a cacophony of complaints.
Jiang Junyu's one word was worth ten words from the people who supported Shen Jizhao; he could be described as a master debater.
The argument was raging, with spittle flying everywhere, but the man at the center of the storm remained silent, watching coldly as his people defended him and fought for him.
Jiang Junyu's voice went hoarse from shouting. He gave Jiang Junyan a look and scolded him for standing there like an idiot, telling him to hurry up and join in!
Jiang Junyan knew he couldn't win an argument, so he took a different approach. His anger blazing and his voice ringing out as he approached the utterly indifferent man, demanding to know:
"Very well, these people are ignorant! Your Highness, tell me! Did you forcibly abduct my Fu'er? Did you forcibly touch my Fu'er? Did you enslave and beat my Fu'er? You have repeatedly taken advantage of my Fu'er, forcibly entered her boudoir and violated her! Now you even rely on your status to collude with that general, deceiving my Jiang family! Deceiving my Fu'er! Deceiving everyone! You've fooled us completely! You've played us like puppets! You're very powerful! You enjoy this kind of behavior of trampling on people, stepping on their bodies and dignity to vent your anger, right? Then do you dare to admit it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the people stared at Shen Jizhao with confidence, hoping that he would deny it outright. They believed him; he wasn't that kind of person.
Jiang Junyan and the others thought that someone as hypocritical as Shen Jizhao wouldn't admit it, after all, he only needed to say a few words: He didn't!
He could easily win the hearts and minds of the people and gain their trust.
Therefore, they are racking their brains trying to figure out how to expose his wolfish nature.
Jiang Shuifu, the woman at the center of the vortex, remained calm and composed; she was completely bewildered.
Now she knew why they had come: her uncles had come to rescue her and to avenge her.
However, she was still confused.
She was confused as to why her uncles had suddenly arrived, when they had found out the truth, how they had disregarded his status and condemned and berated him, and how they had imagined so many tragic scenarios for her.
She had no idea whether she was the subject of her uncles' angry and resentful words of protest.
Actually, apart from being restricted in her freedom and the attempted rape during her escape, she wasn't that miserable or suffering.
There was no physical or emotional abuse involved.
I'm embarrassed to admit it, but she's gained a few pounds. Can't they tell?
But to everyone's surprise, he admitted it.
Shen Jizhao confessed to all his actions without reservation:
"Yes, it was me. I brought her by my side for a few months, but so what? She's just a woman. I wanted her, and I provided her with good food and drink. As long as she serves me, what's wrong with that? There are countless women in the world who want to serve me. She's just one of them. Is it necessary to make such a big deal out of it?"
His words made Jiang Junyu and the others' chests pound with anxiety, but he wasn't finished yet. Ignoring their anger, he casually brushed off the saliva-stained sleeves:
"As for now, you are publicly accusing me like this. Let me tell you the truth: you can take her away. It's up to you. I have already reached an agreement with her that we will never see each other again and will not owe each other anything."
His tone was dismissive, and his eyebrows were raised, his words implying that he was bored, had had enough, and didn't need her anymore.
Jiang Junyu was furious. He reached for the knife of a nearby guard. He had been a coward for half his life, and now that his niece was being bullied like this, he could no longer tolerate it.
When the Jiang family first learned of this, they were all furious. They never expected that the Crown Prince could do such an inhuman thing. The old man and his wife fainted from anger, the children cried, and the entire Jiang mansion was shrouded in deep resentment. It was because they were too timid that Shen Jizhao was so audacious. They would risk their lives to save Fu'er and punish that despicable man!
However, his action was stopped before it even began. Jiang Junyan stopped him, telling him not to be impulsive. Now was not the time to settle scores. With the plague raging, saving lives was the priority. Besides, they couldn't hurt Shen Jizhao, and it wouldn't be worth it to end up in jail themselves.
Jiang Shuifu couldn't help but step forward. She was deeply moved that her uncles had risked their lives to "save" her and even fought against powerful figures for her sake. However, she felt it wasn't worth it.
"Uncle, no, Uncle is right. The important thing now is to get rid of the plague. Shui Fu is already very happy to see you all. Shall we go in and sit down?"
The common people were even more unwilling and began to defend Shen Jizhao:
"Although Your Highness's methods are a bit harsh, he is right. It's just serving her, and he didn't harm her. Besides, I believe no woman would be unwilling. Under heaven, all land belongs to the king, and all women belong to him."
"The Crown Prince has always been averse to women, and is abstinent and cold. This is the first time he has treated a woman like this. Since he has such interest, she shouldn't feel humiliated, right?"
“Men always have multiple wives and concubines. They get tired of one and move on to the next. Fortunately, she has already let go. You don’t need to be so extreme. Besides, we can see that she is not unhappy and likes to hear us call her Madam!”
These words are utterly distorted and twisted. So, it wasn't him who imprisoned her, but rather she who eagerly and willingly served him? Just to hear others flatter and fawn over her?
Jiang Shuifu was powerless to defend herself; people always only see what they want to see.
But she knew he was right; he and she had broken up.
Shen Jizhao immediately denied it:
"Don't call her 'Madam,' she's just a stranger."
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Author's note: It felt so good to rant! [doge][doge]
Trust now, a double-edged sword later. [Eating popcorn][Eating popcorn]
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