The mistress just wanted to be bad, but she took off after being replaced

This is not only a technique to prolong time, but also a silent declaration to bystanders: the effort and hard work I have put in is far beyond your imagination.

And the act of pretending to faint was just a shrewd calculation in Sheng Junwei's mind. She didn't want to waste any more words dealing with the Sheng family.

She understood those fickle relatives deeply, knowing that they could ruthlessly sever their blood ties, but could also instantly forget all their words of determination when faced with interests.

What's more, in the face of their self-proclaimed gratitude for raising their children, all principles seem to be able to be redefined.

In this atmosphere, Pei Yu walked slowly into the room holding a medicine bowl. He saw Sheng Junwei opened her eyes. There was a subtle tenderness in his tone: "Awake? The medicine has also cooled to a suitable temperature."

Sheng Junwei was slightly surprised, but she only asked a question: "How do you know I will wake up now?"

Pei Yu responded with a calm smile: "It's just a guess."

Although this medicinal soup was filled with the unique fresh scent of herbs in the mountains, Sheng Junwei knew very well that it would taste bitter and difficult to swallow.

However, she did not show any resistance. She held the bowl with both hands and drank it all in one gulp. Her decisiveness seemed to show her disdain for the trivialities of life.

To her, these were just some herbs for nourishing the body and mind. Even if they brought her two days of heat, what was it worth mentioning?

Pei Yu's eyes revealed a hint of subtle surprise, and he secretly wondered in his heart: "Is this medicine really not bitter?"

As a person who also suffers from the taste of medicine, he needs to prepare himself mentally before taking the medicine every time.

Everyone says that a man should be upright and not afraid of pain, but doesn’t the sweet sugar that is always available in aristocratic homes prove that even the powerful are not immune to this and have a natural avoidance of bitterness?

Sheng Junwei caught the subtle change in his expression, a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she tilted her head and suggested: "It's really not bitter, if you don't believe me, why don't you try it?"

After a brief thought, Pei Yu really stretched out his fingertips, gently dipped the liquid medicine into his mouth, and then...

His expression suddenly changed, as if a storm was brewing in his internal organs, and he almost couldn't suppress the surging emotion.

Seeing this scene, Sheng Junwei couldn't help but laugh out loud. Looking at the expression of pain and surprise on Pei Yu's face, it was like watching an unexpected comedy.

Just when Pei Yu was about to protest, claiming that this must be her prank, he looked up and met her smiling eyes. All his protests were instantly stuck in his throat, and he barely managed to utter a joking warning: "Madam, remember, people who like to joke are also easy to be deceived."

Sheng Junwei raised her eyebrows and asked back, with a cunning light flashing in her eyes: "Do you think you can fool me?"

This question left Pei Yu speechless for a moment. Faced with her intelligence and confidence, he had no way to refute her.

Looking at Pei Yu's innocent and helpless look, Sheng Junwei's mood inexplicably improved, perhaps because of this small victory, or perhaps because she found a rare comfort in this man.

In order to avoid her childish entanglement, Pei Yu made a joke and hurriedly fled from the room filled with her laughter. The moment the door closed gently, Pei Yu sighed softly. Being able to make her smile on such a day, perhaps his existence could at least bring a little comfort to her heavy heart?

Not long after, Zhang stepped into the room and saw that Sheng Junwei had woken up. Her face was full of concern, but also revealed an indescribable heaviness.

Sheng Junwei was sensitive to her mother's abnormality and asked with concern: "Mom, did something happen at home?"

Zhang smiled helplessly, as if all her thoughts were seen through by her daughter: "You, you really can't hide anything from your eyes."

"During the time you were unconscious, there were indeed some disturbances at home. Because of the Sheng family's disrespect for the emperor and their improper behavior towards members of the royal family, His Majesty has ordered the removal of Minister Sheng from his post and plans to escort them to the Meridian Gate and publicly execute them as a warning to others."

It is hard to predict whether this matter is good or bad. For Sheng Junwei, who has already drawn a clear line with the Sheng family, this is undoubtedly good news of relief. However, Zhang did not dare to speculate about Junwei's inner feelings.

After all, after leaving the palace, Junwei will eventually know everything, and telling her in advance may give her some psychological relief.

After a brief moment of shock, Sheng Junwei's mood quickly calmed down and returned to peace.

Her eyes flashed with a cold and deep light, and her indifference to the Sheng family's long-term behavior seemed to have found a reasonable explanation.

Despite the severity of the punishment, on the scale of justice, everything seems reasonable.

However, an inexplicable intuition lingered in her mind.

Those people, those who once made her feel complicated, have not really disappeared from the world.

Her judgment was not groundless. After all, at that decisive moment, she failed to capture the despair and gloom of impending death on those people's faces.

Just as her thoughts were in a state of confusion, Zhang's words gently blew away the fog in her heart and confirmed her secret guess.

"They have now been escorted outside the palace gates. Just at the right moment, the third son of the Sheng family, holding the legendary gold medal of immunity from death, appears like a divine soldier descending from heaven."

After she finished speaking, Zhang's eyes revealed a complex emotion, including relief and worry.

"Third brother?" Sheng Junwei's voice trembled slightly. This sudden news caught everyone off guard.

She was not surprised that the Sheng family possessed a golden medal of immunity from death.

That gold medal is not only a symbol of power and glory, but also a testimony to the glory and sacrifice passed down from generation to generation in the Sheng family.

Emperor Hui was saved at the critical moment of life and death. In gratitude for this life-saving grace, he gave a gold medal as a permanent promise, which is far more important than gold itself.

The existence of the gold medal has become the most sacred guardian in the Sheng family ancestral hall, reminding future generations that honor and responsibility go hand in hand.

Zhang's nod confirmed Sheng Junwei's doubts, and her words revealed her unexpected admiration for the third son of the Sheng family.

"Yes, it was the normally low-key Third Master Sheng. Who could have imagined that he would have such foresight and determination? If he hadn't shown up with the gold medal at the critical moment, I'm afraid the Sheng family... would have been doomed by now."

Sheng Junwei's face was frozen in silence, but her heart was surging.

At this time, Zhang's hand held her tightly, conveying warmth and firmness.

"Child, I know that you may seem cold on the outside, but you are actually warm and kind on the inside. The Sheng family is no longer a safe haven for you. Being able to escape from it is a new life for you. Remember, from now on, the Pei Mansion is your home. Your father, A Yu, and I will be your most solid support."

As she spoke, Zhang's eyes were full of love and expectation.

"Don't worry too much. Your father and I have already discussed it. There is no need to rush into the matter of children. Even if we really need them in the future, we can still seek royal blood to continue your offspring."