Chapter 792: Entering the Palace (1)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The news of Lord Jing’an’s revival quickly spread. The reason was that not only had the mourning flags hanging in the residence been removed, but the mourning hall had also been demolished.
...After asking around, they found out that the person who died was not Lord Jing’an at all.
The real Lord Jing’an was seriously injured and hidden. The culprit was Consort Jing’an, Madam Yu.
Their imagination ran wild, and the commoners immediately imagined a scene where she would kill her husband because she couldn’t love him.
Some people even wrote it into a book and sold it.
It was selling quite well.
“If this Third Aunt Wu is referring to Madam Yu, then this Chen Zhaoling is a scumbag.” Shen Yijia read a book with relish.
Since this matter concerned the royal family, no one dared to write it openly. They all changed their identities and names.
Shen Yijia could no longer remember how many versions she had seen. However, without exception, in the end, the female protagonist killed her husband.
The only difference was the process.
Some wrote that because the male protagonist had neglected her for many years, the female protagonist had fallen in love with someone else and wanted to spend the night with her lover, so she colluded with her lover to murder the male protagonist.
Some of them wrote about how the female protagonist found out that the male protagonist was raising his mistress, and their jealousy turned into hatred.
In short, there were all kinds of things to write about.
At first, Shen Yijia only dared to peek at these books behind Ji Luo’s back. She did not want to accidentally bump into Ji Luo. In the end, the mother and daughter ended up reading such novels together.
Song Jingchen looked up from his desk and saw the person lying on the soft couch opposite him, smiling non-stop. The corners of his mouth twitched. “Is it really that good?”
Shen Yijia moved the soft couch in herself, claiming that she wanted to accompany him.
Shen Yijia closed her notebook and said seriously, “Not as good-looking as you.”
“Little liar.”
It was unknown who was the one who kept holding onto the book all day long. In the past, she would hug him to sleep. Now, she was hugging the book to sleep.
Song Jingchen was jealous.
Shen Yijia blinked and placed her hands on the table. She leaned half of her body over the desk and looked at Song Jingchen without blinking. “Hubby, there’s something on your face.”
She suddenly approached and her breath hit his face. Song Jingchen’s breathing tightened and he subconsciously raised his hand. ‘What is it?”
“Something handsome, hehe.”
Song Jingchen was silent for a moment. “You glib- tongued little liar.” “What do you mean? It’s clearly sweet. Try it if you don’t believe me.” She moved her face forward.
Her warm breath and fragrance assaulted Song Jingchen’s nose.
Because she was leaning forward, her clothes were slightly open, revealing a pink undergarment and a slightly protruding curve. It was even more tempting to think about it.
His face heated up and his mouth went dry.
Shen Yijia stuck her head out for a long time, but he did not move. Her neck was tired.
“If he won’t do it, I will.” she thought.
She placed her free hand on the back of Song Jingchen’s head and pressed him against her.
“Jiajia, you…’
Song Jingchen retreated.
He retreated too quickly, and Shen Yijia lost her balance and fell onto the desk. Ji Luo covered her face. “I didn’t see anything.”
It would have been fine if she hadn’t said that, but once she did, Song Jingchen felt even more awkward. He felt like an elementary school child caught in the act by his parents.
The air froze for a moment.
Shen Yijia got up with difficulty and rubbed her aching forehead. She looked at the culprit resentfully.
Song Jingchen rubbed his nose. “You should talk to Mother.”
With that, he stood up and walked out. When he passed by Ji Luo, he didn’t dare to look at her.
Ji Luo was almost amused by him. She thought of something and her smile froze.
When she came back to her senses, she realized that Shen Yijia was looking at her. She composed herself and walked over. She smiled and said, “Did I come at the wrong time?”
Of course it wasn’t the right time.
Although she thought so, Shen Yijia said, “How could that be? Mother can come anytime. ”
In the end, she sighed and said, “My husband is just a little shy.”
She looked like she was unsatisfied with her desires. Ji Luo couldn’t hold back her laughter anymore.
She was so unreserved. She was indeed her daughter.
Fortunately, Jiajia was luckier than her.
Seeing that Shen Yijia was rubbing her stomach, she smiled and said, “Jiajia, let Mother check your pulse.”
Shen Yijia did not understand and obediently reached out her hand.
When she did not hear Ji Luo speak for a long time, she asked, “How’s my health?”
Ji Luo retracted his hand and caressed her face with a smile. “You’re in good health.”
This was the truth. With spiritual liquid to nourish the body, one’s body was better than ordinary people.
However…
Ji Luo hesitated for a moment before asking tactfully, “Jiajia, is Ah Chen causing trouble for you at night?”
Chapter 792: Entering the Palace (1)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The news of Lord Jing’an’s revival quickly spread. The reason was that not only had the mourning flags hanging in the residence been removed, but the mourning hall had also been demolished.
...After asking around, they found out that the person who died was not Lord Jing’an at all.
The real Lord Jing’an was seriously injured and hidden. The culprit was Consort Jing’an, Madam Yu.
Their imagination ran wild, and the commoners immediately imagined a scene where she would kill her husband because she couldn’t love him.
Some people even wrote it into a book and sold it.
It was selling quite well.
“If this Third Aunt Wu is referring to Madam Yu, then this Chen Zhaoling is a scumbag.” Shen Yijia read a book with relish.
Since this matter concerned the royal family, no one dared to write it openly. They all changed their identities and names.
Shen Yijia could no longer remember how many versions she had seen. However, without exception, in the end, the female protagonist killed her husband.
The only difference was the process.
Some wrote that because the male protagonist had neglected her for many years, the female protagonist had fallen in love with someone else and wanted to spend the night with her lover, so she colluded with her lover to murder the male protagonist.
Some of them wrote about how the female protagonist found out that the male protagonist was raising his mistress, and their jealousy turned into hatred.
In short, there were all kinds of things to write about.
At first, Shen Yijia only dared to peek at these books behind Ji Luo’s back. She did not want to accidentally bump into Ji Luo. In the end, the mother and daughter ended up reading such novels together.
Song Jingchen looked up from his desk and saw the person lying on the soft couch opposite him, smiling non-stop. The corners of his mouth twitched. “Is it really that good?”
Shen Yijia moved the soft couch in herself, claiming that she wanted to accompany him.
Shen Yijia closed her notebook and said seriously, “Not as good-looking as you.”
“Little liar.”
It was unknown who was the one who kept holding onto the book all day long. In the past, she would hug him to sleep. Now, she was hugging the book to sleep.
Song Jingchen was jealous.
Shen Yijia blinked and placed her hands on the table. She leaned half of her body over the desk and looked at Song Jingchen without blinking. “Hubby, there’s something on your face.”
She suddenly approached and her breath hit his face. Song Jingchen’s breathing tightened and he subconsciously raised his hand. ‘What is it?”
“Something handsome, hehe.”
Song Jingchen was silent for a moment. “You glib- tongued little liar.” “What do you mean? It’s clearly sweet. Try it if you don’t believe me.” She moved her face forward.
Her warm breath and fragrance assaulted Song Jingchen’s nose.
Because she was leaning forward, her clothes were slightly open, revealing a pink undergarment and a slightly protruding curve. It was even more tempting to think about it.
His face heated up and his mouth went dry.
Shen Yijia stuck her head out for a long time, but he did not move. Her neck was tired.
“If he won’t do it, I will.” she thought.
She placed her free hand on the back of Song Jingchen’s head and pressed him against her.
“Jiajia, you…’
Song Jingchen retreated.
He retreated too quickly, and Shen Yijia lost her balance and fell onto the desk. Ji Luo covered her face. “I didn’t see anything.”
It would have been fine if she hadn’t said that, but once she did, Song Jingchen felt even more awkward. He felt like an elementary school child caught in the act by his parents.
The air froze for a moment.
Shen Yijia got up with difficulty and rubbed her aching forehead. She looked at the culprit resentfully.
Song Jingchen rubbed his nose. “You should talk to Mother.”
With that, he stood up and walked out. When he passed by Ji Luo, he didn’t dare to look at her.
Ji Luo was almost amused by him. She thought of something and her smile froze.
When she came back to her senses, she realized that Shen Yijia was looking at her. She composed herself and walked over. She smiled and said, “Did I come at the wrong time?”
Of course it wasn’t the right time.
Although she thought so, Shen Yijia said, “How could that be? Mother can come anytime. ”
In the end, she sighed and said, “My husband is just a little shy.”
She looked like she was unsatisfied with her desires. Ji Luo couldn’t hold back her laughter anymore.
She was so unreserved. She was indeed her daughter.
Fortunately, Jiajia was luckier than her.
Seeing that Shen Yijia was rubbing her stomach, she smiled and said, “Jiajia, let Mother check your pulse.”
Shen Yijia did not understand and obediently reached out her hand.
When she did not hear Ji Luo speak for a long time, she asked, “How’s my health?”
Ji Luo retracted his hand and caressed her face with a smile. “You’re in good health.”
This was the truth. With spiritual liquid to nourish the body, one’s body was better than ordinary people.
However…
Ji Luo hesitated for a moment before asking tactfully, “Jiajia, is Ah Chen causing trouble for you at night?”
