The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

Everyone left one after another. Shen Yingjun sighed softly, then tried to lift Feng Muyan's hair. Not surprisingly, he waved it away. Then she laughed at herself and said, "Yan'er, in this huge palace, I can only talk to you. Don't you think it's funny?"

"His body is almost exhausted. These past two days he has been vaguely talking about things from his youth. I have self-righteously hated Shui Mochen all my life, but I didn't expect to understand at the end that all women in his eyes are just those who can be used or not." Shen Yingjun became more and more manic as he spoke. He grabbed Feng Muyan's arm tightly with both hands and shouted loudly: "The most ridiculous thing is that I still love him so much that I can't help myself! In fact, I am even more despicable than Shui Mochen, right?"

"Bad guy! Bad guy!" Feng Muyan pushed Shen Yingjun to the ground, then ran barefoot to the corridor, shouting, "Save Amu...Save Amu!"

Shen Yingjun slowly got up, brushed off the dust on her body, and smiled sadly. Why should she be unhappy? The culprit who killed her child was going to die. She would soon become the queen mother and the most powerful woman in the entire Nanyue Kingdom. She shouted hysterically, "Feng Moyu, how could you do this to me! Ah..."

Shen Yingjun returned to Fengxiang Palace in a state of despair. Before she could recover from the shock, she heard a voice from inside the palace, "Mother, are you feeling better?"

"Get out! You lowly bastard, who allowed you to enter my bedroom!" Shen Yingjun angrily picked up the porcelain cup on the table and threw it at the child. Unfortunately, the child was of honest character and did not dodge or avoid, and his forehead was swollen after being hit.

"Ajun, this is not what a mother should do. Aren't you hurting the child's feelings?" Shen Junyang appeared from behind the child with a smile, walked step by step to Shen Yingjun, then leaned over and kissed her cheek, which was no longer delicate.

With a slap, Shen Junyang's face was slapped hard to the side.

"Shen Junyang, don't think you can use Feng Moyu to threaten me again. Take this dirty and lowly child away, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!" Shen Yingjun shouted with red eyes. This child is a stain that can never be erased from her life. Whenever she sees this child, she will think of every night ruined by Shen Junyang in the past eight years.

"Anyway, Feng Moyu has never been to Fengxiang Palace in these years, so I can be the Queen..."

"Pa!" Another slap!

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Shen Junyang's lips. He pinched Shen Yingjun's slender neck with one hand, as if the neck would be broken if he exerted more force.

Seeing Shen Yingjun's face getting greener and greener, Shen Junyang gritted his teeth and said, "Remember this is the last slap, otherwise I don't mind feeding Feng Moyu's body to the dogs after he dies!"

"Dad, don't treat Mother like this. She is also..."

"Jinhuan, you have to remember that a man's cruelty can never match a woman's soft knife. When you pleaded for her, has she ever looked you in the eye?" Shen Junyang glanced at the well-behaved Feng Jinhuan. Who did this child take his temperament from? He's so soft!

"Yes, I've got it in mind!" Feng Jinhuan replied weakly with his head lowered.

"Get out, all of you get out of Fengxiang Palace!" Taking advantage of Shen Junyang's distraction, Shen Yingjun bit his hand fiercely until blood flowed from the corner of her mouth and dripped onto the bright red carpet and disappeared. She still did not let go, and she was so fierce that it seemed as if she wanted to drink his blood and eat his flesh.

As if afraid that she hadn't bitten hard enough, Shen Junyang pushed his arm forward again and said in a calm voice close to her ear: "Noble Miss Shen, you are right, I am a lowly embryo, so what does it mean for you to give yourself to me?"