Remarry 9,000 Years Old

The room where Mrs. Shen lived was already exquisite and small, and with three people rushing in at once, it seemed even more cramped.

Smoke was rising from the incense burner on the Buddhist shrine, and Shen Nanqiao just stared at the little light in a daze.

Prince Cheng did not loosen his hand around Madam Shen's shoulders. His originally calm expression was now extremely stiff. His dark pupils shrank violently and his palms were clenched into fists.

Mrs. Shen had recovered by now. She did not struggle or panic, but just nodded slightly.

"Your Majesty, please let go first."

Prince Cheng knew that he should let go now, after all, Ning Su and Shen Nanqiao were right next to him, but those sparkling eyes were so close to him, and he didn't want to do that.

"Why did you fake your death all these years..." A dry sentence came out of his throat. He couldn't ask more at this moment.

Mrs. Shen raised her eyes and met his gaze. Her eyes were filled with too much guilt, sadness, confusion, and a little bit of regret.

"It's a long story. Please let me go first, Your Highness." Her voice was tinged with a barely perceptible anger.

With years of understanding, Prince Cheng naturally heard the hidden meaning and had to let go reluctantly.

"Su Tang..."

He called her by her former maiden name, but could not say more.

For a moment, Shen Nanqiao felt that she was redundant, and this thought was confirmed by Ning Su's hands on her shoulders.

"Let's go first." He lowered his voice to a very low level, as if to give some face to this pair of old friends who had been reunited after a long separation.

Although Shen Nanqiao had thousands of questions in his heart, he also knew that the best choice at this moment was to leave.

So she left silently, leaving the house to the long-parted lovers.

There was no one else in the room. Prince Cheng stared at Mrs. Shen aggressively like a beast that had found its prey, as if he wanted to find clues on her face.

"To avoid me? You're going to such great lengths to do this? You're even ignoring your children?"

Mrs. Shen took the initiative to distance herself from him and spoke softly.

"Nothing to do with you."

Prince Cheng stared at her with burning eyes.

"Is it really nothing to do with me? Then why are you hiding?"

Mrs. Shen looked at him quietly, her youthful days had long since been wasted in time.

He and she should not have any more contact.

The incident at the palace banquet that night was a mistake, and as rational as she was, she couldn't make the same mistake again.

In fact, he was not the instigator of that night. She also knew who was behind it. She had always been a good drinker and it was impossible for her to lose her mind because of those two glasses of fruit wine.

However, now that things have come to this, there is no point in pursuing the matter.

"I'm not hiding from you." Madam Shen's beautiful eyes were like a clear spring, revealing her frankness. "The emperor realized my identity at the time and tried to test me many times. I can no longer live in this world with the title of Madam Shen."

Prince Cheng frowned deeply.

"Your identity in the previous dynasty? Does he know?"

People in love are always blind, so Madam Shen once revealed her identity to him, but Prince Cheng did not expect that this was the reason why she faked her death and escaped from the world.

"Then why don't you come to me? I can take you away!"

"As Madam Shen?" She spoke slowly, sounding increasingly heavy. "At that time, I was already the mistress of the Shen family. Have you forgotten?"

How could he not know that she had used this very reason to shut him out back then?

"So since you knew Shen Mingde couldn't protect you, why did you marry him back then?" This was something he couldn't figure out. "Why didn't you wait for me for two more months? We agreed on that!"

Prince Cheng still feels a lingering fear when he recalls the disappointment and pain he felt when he returned to the court.

"You asked this question before." Mrs. Shen took a half step back, leaving some space, "It has nothing to do with you. It's my fault. I broke my promise."

Prince Cheng could hardly contain his emotions.

"What's the reason?"

What other reason does this require? Mrs. Shen laughed. After so many years, he still insisted on getting an answer.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. It's been so long since we last met. Are the lady and the children in the mansion all right?"

She smiled gracefully. If Prince Cheng had been more diligent at his age, he would probably have even had grandchildren. But until her death, he was still alone.

He may have married a beautiful wife and had a son in recent years, but there is probably no sign of grandchildren yet.

Upon hearing this, King Cheng smiled strangely.

"Do you think I have a wife and children?" Before Mrs. Shen could answer, he restrained his expression and said, "It's really unfortunate that I haven't married yet."

Mrs. Shen’s smile froze on her face. How could he still be brooding over it?

Wouldn't that make me a sinner?

Once this thought came to mind, it couldn't be stopped from spreading.

"Now that you are no longer the mistress of the Shen family, if this prince sincerely asks for your hand in marriage, will this lady be willing to marry you?" He chuckled self-deprecatingly, "You won't reject me like you did back then, will you? If it weren't for Shen Mingde, our child would have been older than Madam Pingyang, right?"

Shen Nanqiao, who was eavesdropping outside the window, felt his mind go blank.

She guessed that Prince Cheng might be her biological father, but she never expected that the two of them were not having an affair, but had seriously discussed marriage.

And Prince Cheng actually waited for her mother for so many years.

Yes, Madam Shen had passed away long ago. Even if Prince Cheng's new wife looked very similar to Madam Shen, who could say no?

But to be fair, can she really accept this situation right now?

Then King Cheng in the room spoke again.

"Also, is Madam Ning really Shen Mingde's child? Is she really not mine?"

Shen Nanqiao couldn't help but pinch her palms. The answer she had been waiting for was about to come out, and she was even a little afraid to listen.

Ning Su held her shoulders at the right time, and the warmth from his shoulders gave her some courage.

"Qiao Qiao has nothing to do with you." Mrs. Shen said firmly.

Shen Nanqiao did not relax at all. Based on her understanding of her mother, this might not be true.

Sure enough, Prince Cheng refused to believe it.

"She doesn't look like Shen Mingde at all, and their birth dates are so coincidental. Do you dare to say with a clear conscience that this child has nothing to do with me?"

Mrs. Shen’s fingertips were cold.

"I carried her for ten months and gave birth to her. No one knows better than me who the father is."

Shen Nanqiao couldn't hold back any longer and pushed the door open.

"What about Shen Hong?"

Mrs. Shen was startled by the sudden interruption, but Prince Cheng remained calm. With his good hearing, he knew that someone was eavesdropping outside the door.

Shen Nanqiao walked forward slowly, speaking word by word.

"Shen Hong is Aunt Ma's child, right?"

Now the one who was shocked was Prince Cheng. Shen Hong was not Su Tang's biological son. Then what happened between her and Shen Mingde back then...

Mrs. Shen never expected that she would ask such a question.

Shen Nanqiao took a deep breath.

"Didn't you say that night that you would give me an explanation? Now you can tell me."

Mrs. Shen raised her eyes to look at her daughter, and seeing her determined expression, she knew that she must give an answer today.

"Hong'er is indeed my child. Aunt Ma is just following orders to take care of him. As for you..."

Shen Nanqiao couldn't help but clench his fingers, anxiously waiting for Mrs. Shen's next words.

"My biological father is Shen Mingde, and he has nothing to do with Prince Cheng."