< img height="1" width="1" style="display:none" src="https://www.facebook.com/tr?id=433806094867034&ev=PageView&noscript=1" />

Text:

Comment:

Chapter 321

Words:974Update:22/06/29 05:03:41

Report

"Mom, where's Dad?"

Shen Yueji went straight to Shen He's room. Mother Shen stopped her at the door.

Shen Yueji looked puzzled. She looked at Mother Shen seriously. "Mom, what's wrong?"

Mother Shen dotingly touched her forehead and said, "Silly child, have you forgotten? Your father is seriously ill. "

Shen Yueji was speechless.

She knew, but the problem was …

It wasn't real.

She wanted to talk to Shen He about something.

Mother Shen stopped her just like that …

"Ji 'er, are you here about the Regent?"

Since she couldn't see Shen He, Shen Yueji hurriedly nodded upon hearing Shen Qiu's words. She held her mother's hand and said, "Mother, please judge for your daughter. That Mo Wushang really doesn't know what's good for him. When he loses his temper, he smashes everything in my courtyard. Now, everything in my courtyard has been smashed into a pile of ruins by him.

She wanted to cry. "How can such a person be our son-in-law?"

Mother Shen patted her hand and said earnestly, "Ji 'er, this is a good thing. You see, the Regent pesters you all day long. He's jealous of you and smashes your things. This means that he won't mess around in the future."

"If he doesn't mess around, why would he smash my things? I didn't even smash his! "

Eh? Something was wrong?

She thought of something.

Shen Yueji looked at her. "Mom, did you already know that Mo Wushang smashed my things in Ji Lan Courtyard?"

Mother Shen didn't avoid her eyes and looked at her directly. "No matter how big the General's Residence is, the commotion in Ji Lan Courtyard is huge. How could I not know?"

Shen Yueji was speechless.

After a long time, she said, "Then why didn't you stop him?"

"Isn't your father seriously ill? Mom has to take care of him."

Shen Yueji was speechless.

Shen Yueji walked past her and rushed into the room.

When Mother Shen saw this, she didn't stop her. Instead, she said earnestly, "Ji 'er, I suddenly realized that the Prince Regent treats you really well. Why don't you make the Emperor a cuckold?"

“....”

Father Shen, who was in the room, finally reacted. He was obviously interested in Mother Shen's words. He yelled in a loud voice, "Your mother is right. Son-in-law's brain has finally been enlightened today. I said that my daughter is the most beautiful in the world. Who would dare to not like her?"

"Father, aren't you seriously ill?"

Shen Yueji stared at Shen He's flushed face with worry.

Shen He covered his mouth and coughed. "I was seriously ill, but when I heard that Ji 'er and I were a good son-in-law, I felt like I could live for a few hundred more years."

He saw that Shen He's face was indeed deathly pale from a serious illness. It was obvious that the General's Mansion had not invited a physician. This was definitely the work of Shen Yuechi.

Shen Yueji narrowed her eyes. "Where's Big Brother?"

"Oh, your eldest brother said that he's also afraid of being called to Southern City by the emperor, so he's also seriously ill."

Shen Yueji was speechless. This family was really … amazing.

Shen Yueji had originally looked for them to cause trouble for Mo Wushang. But after what they had done, she didn't have the time to do so.

"Tomorrow, the emperor will return to the capital. Father, you can't fool around like this. The emperor is more meticulous than a woman. If you have any flaws, he will be able to see through it."

"I know. Deceiving the emperor is a serious crime. I won't do anything reckless."

Ever since he had acknowledged Mo Wushang as his son-in-law, Shen He realized that the more he looked at the emperor, the more he disliked him.

Really, his daughter was so beautiful. Why didn't he quickly abolish his harem and only pamper his daughter?

You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.


Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.