Under Qin's's pleading, Shen Muyun's punishment changed from receiving family punishment at the ancestral hall to copying the Buddhist scriptures for the old lady. Although Shen Qingru was not at fault, she was also imprisoned for one month by Shen Xinzhi.

By the time she could get out, it was April.

"Elder sister, are you here to play as well?" Tiantian's female voice broke Shen Qingru's silence. She did not need to look up to know whose voice it was.

Sure enough, in the Drunken Weng Pavilion deep within the garden, Shen Muyun and Shen Huajing were sitting in a pavilion with two young men. Shen Muyun was wearing a moon-white, wide-sleeved immortal dress without makeup, looking as beautiful as a fairy in a hundred gardens.

"Young miss," said Zi Di as she gently pulled on Shen Qingru's sleeves. She looked at Shen Muyun in disdain.

Shen Qingru naturally knew that Zi Ji was trying to fight for her, and since Shen Muyun had been punished by family law in the Ancestral Hall, she should be lying on the bed, unable to move. And now, she was happily admiring the flowers. It was obvious that she didn't receive any punishment.

The main culprit behind this was Shen Qingru, the innocent person, but she had been confined. The unhappiness of Zi Xing was understandable. If it was anyone else, they would be furious at Shen Xinzhi for being biased against him. However, Shen Qingru had already seen through Shen Xinzhi's personality, and did not comment on Zi Xing's anger.

After all, Shen Muyun was a daughter that Shen Xinzhi had spent a lot of effort to cultivate, and a useful chess piece for him to climb high. And she, Shen Qingru, was merely a daughter who had been abandoned to a place where she had no value in the countryside.

Shen Qingru did not mind Shen Xinzhi being so biased towards him. Unless Shen Muyun completely lost all of her value and became an abandoned child, this kind of prejudice would continue to persist.

Facing Shen Muyun's warm smile, Shen Qingru also revealed a standard smile on her face as she slowly walked towards the pavilion. Only when she was near did she clearly see the appearances of the two young men in the pavilion.

The young man who wore a yellow palace attire and had a crown on his head looked very handsome. Shen Qingru recognized him as the current prince of the dynasty, Xiao Qizhen.

Shen Qingru's gaze fell straight upon the handsome and suave young man wearing a sky blue robe.

He was handsome, with delicate features. Under his thick eyebrows, a pair of dark evil eyes were deep like the abyss of a cold pond. It was as if he could suck a person in, but it was so deep that he couldn't see the bottom. Beneath the nose of his tall and straight nose was a thin, crimson lips, which depicted his heartfelt and unrighteous nature. The pair of unfathomable eyes were often smiling, with a gentle and harmless noble appearance. However, when everyone wasn't paying attention, a hint of ambition could be faintly seen in them.

She would never forget this person even if he turned into ashes. This person had loved her for many years, but after her enthronement, he had gouged out her eyes and pulled out her tongue to torture her to death. This was the person who had once promised to cherish her for life, yet hooked up with Shen Muyun on the very first day the city was destroyed, and gave the order to kill her own flesh and blood — Xiao Qiyu.

A chill rose from his back, slowly seeping into his limbs and bones. , Shen Muyun, the two enemies who had caused her such a miserable death in her previous life were now right in front of her eyes. Shen Qingru's body trembled slightly, and her pair of deep black eyes could not help but emit dense hatred.

She really wanted to tear this adulterous couple into pieces right now and gouge out their tongues for the rest of her life with her monstrous hatred for her son!

However, her current power wasn't enough to take revenge. She could only endure for now. Shen Qingru lowered her head, her nails digging into her flesh fiercely, but she did not feel any pain.

Xiao Qiyu also felt that the girl in front of him was looking at him. He raised her head and revealed a gentle and refined smile. His birth mother was just a maid by the empress's side. She would occasionally catch the emperor's eye and then have him. It was a pity that they were forgotten by the emperor deep in the palace until his mother died of illness.

Because his status was too low, even though Xiao Qiyu was already twenty years old, there was still no king, and he was still a prince with nothing to do.

Although Xiao Qiyu did not have the title of emperor, she still came from a noble family's prince. In addition to his extraordinary appearance, refined and refined, he had the demeanor of a noble and elegant young master. This attracted the admiration and admiration of many of the ladies around him.

For example, Shen Huajing, who was at the side, had her eyes burning with passion towards Xiao Qiyu, and was extremely attentive, to the point that her thoughts were written all over her face.

But when Xiao Qiyu's eyes met Shen Qingru's gaze, it made him startled.