Crazy! After the female supporting role commits suicide, the male supporting role redeems herself by

Shen Shuangyue took the medicine bottle given by the emperor and played with it in her hands.

"Your Majesty, I would accept twenty blows from you. Why do you have to provoke me?"

The emperor sighed and pulled out a stack of memorials from the drawer of his desk. "These are all memorials requesting me to select a concubine. The princes have reached the age, but none of them want to get married. I also thought that if you can choose one, perhaps the others will let go."

"Your Majesty, this matter is easy to resolve. It will only take less than a year. You can just execute me then and that will be it. Don't worry, I will let them live well and make sure they don't let down the lives I saved with so much effort." Shen Shuangyue wanted to log off every moment.

"After you die, they can also choose not to marry or take concubines." The emperor pinched his brows. He had never seen such a ridiculous thing from ancient times to the present.

The princes formed cliques not for the throne, but to preserve their chastity and marry only one person.

He had to be wary of the combined power of these people, but he also felt that there was no need to be wary of his sons who were so blinded by love.

Breaking the balance was the only thing he could do at the moment.

Shen Shuangyue looked at the emperor deeply and picked up the medicine bottle: "Then I will go ask them. If they don't want to, I can't force them, right?"

The emperor's lips moved but he couldn't speak.

He couldn't bring himself to ask Miss Shen to take his son by force, but he really had no confidence in his sons' courage.

The more he thought about it, the more unlucky he felt. The person who dared to force him to cut his wrists didn't even have the courage to have sex with a little girl.

Shen Shuangyue entered the first room with the medicine bottle.

The room was dimly lit, with only the flickering light, and mottled shadows were cast on the bed.

On the bed, the Seventh Prince hugged himself tightly into a ball, like a wounded little animal, licking his wounds alone in the darkness.

The young man slowly raised his head after hearing the noise. The moment his gaze met Shen Shuangyue, his eyes, which were originally filled with tears and as clear as water, instantly became astonishingly bright like lit stars.

He stood up without thinking, eager to run towards Shen Shuangyue, but as soon as he stood up, he fell uncontrollably on the couch like a ball of soft cotton.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and anyone who saw him would feel pity for him.

He just looked at Shen Shuangyue like that, his voice softer than usual, with a hint of coquettishness, as if he was acting like a spoiled child, he said: "Sister, I'm sick, I didn't mean to not welcome you.

Shen Shuangyue smiled, walked up to him, gently rubbed his soft hair, and said in a low and gentle voice: "You are not sick, but poisoned.

Now, you have two choices: one, take the antidote; the other, I will teach you how to detoxify. Which one do you want to choose?"

The Seventh Prince looked bewildered, his face full of confusion: "Sister, since you have the antidote, why do you need your help?"

Shen Shuangyue explained: "Because there are only seven antidotes, but eight people have been poisoned.

Your father asked me to choose one person to help detoxify him, and this method of detoxification will make me suffer some injustice, but... this way, our relationship will become closer. What do you plan to choose?"

Upon hearing this, the Seventh Prince's tender face immediately wrinkled up: "How could Father do this? How could he let my sister suffer any injustice?!"

Shen Shuangyue felt a little warm in her heart. She didn't expect that the Seventh Prince would focus on the fact that she had been wronged.

She pressed, "So, what do you want to choose?"

The Seventh Prince spoke frankly, "I want to be close to my sister, but I can't let her suffer any injustice."

He said with a firm face, "Sister, I choose not to detoxify you. You give the antidote to others, so that you won't be wronged."

Shen Shuangyue had to admit that these words touched her heart.

It even made her think that choosing the seventh prince would be a good idea.

This way she doesn't have to worry about being ruthlessly abandoned by her loved ones.

Living with a simple person doesn't require any intrigue, not to mention that this person's heart and eyes are full of her, and he always puts her first.

She held his hand and said, "Seventh Prince, how about I teach you how to detoxify?"

"I will never do anything to wrong my sister." The Seventh Prince shook his head like a rattle. "Sister, I want to be your protector! Don't worry, I am now eighteen percent sure and can protect you well!"

Shen Shuangyue silently let go of the Seventh Prince's hand, her mind filled with the words "eighteen out of ten".

This interface uses lunar age to calculate age, which means the seventh prince is only seventeen years old.

The pink bubbles in her mind burst with a crackling sound, and she cried out in her heart: [System, why is there an underage male supporting role?!]

[Host, in ancient times, men could get married at the age of fifteen. However, considering the acceptance of modern people, Sister Xingxing made up a bunch of relatively reasonable excuses to keep them clean both physically and mentally.

So the male supporting characters can really be considered older, but they've all been reborn twice, so who can really tell their age?]

Shen Shuangyue was silent for a moment before asking the Seventh Prince, "How long until your birthday?"

"There's still half a month left." The Seventh Prince was puzzled. "Why are you asking me this question, sister?"

Shen Shuangyue took out an antidote and stuffed it into his mouth. "If you listen to me, you won't show your abdominal muscles or other parts for the next half month. When it's your birthday, I'll celebrate it for you."

The Seventh Prince looked expectant, "Sister, do you mean you will see my abs on my birthday?"

Shen Shuangyue was choked. Why was the Seventh Prince's ability to understand so strange?

She nodded perfunctorily, "You should have a good rest first. I'll go check on the other people who have been poisoned."

"Then sister, go to bed early after watching them. The teacher said that only by getting enough rest can you grow up!"

"Okay." Shen Shuangyue stood up and walked out of the room, then pushed open another door at random.

Two faint blushes appeared on Mo Linfeng's jade-white face, just like a light kiss cast by the sunset in the sky on the snow.

These two colors contrast with the bright blood-red cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, as if they were made by nature.

Looking at the upturned corners of his eyes, there seem to be invisible threads that silently hook people's hearts, making them sink into his deep and charming eyes, unable to extricate themselves.

She slowly walked to the bedside and spoke directly, "The eight of you have been poisoned, and the emperor has only given me seven antidotes. Do you want to take the medicine or let me teach you how to detoxify?"

Mo Linfeng chuckled softly, held Shuangyue's hand and placed it inside his clothes.

The scorching temperature of his palm made Shen Shuangyue's breathing heavier.

But Mo Linfeng's voice was low and hoarse, and his voice was like a hook that seduced the heartstrings. "Sister Shuangyue, I don't need to take the antidote. I just want you to see me in pain."