Help! My pet supervillain has three personalities!

Sure enough, it was a curled brush.

Jun Lingmo, who was peeking from the side, wondered: ...How exactly do they brush their teeth?

As expected, Tang Yue started covering her mouth and laughing again.

Shen Zhiyun looked at Tang Yue in confusion, "A-Yue, what are you laughing at?"

Tang Yue laughed until her cheeks hurt, and she could only speak intermittently, so Jun Lingmo simply spoke for her.

"She wants to ask you, how did you manage to get your toothbrush bristles to curl?"

Shen Zhiyun looked at Jun Lingmo with a puzzled expression and asked, "Ah Mo, isn't your toothbrush like this too? Why do you ask?"

Jun Lingmo immediately shut down the engine.

"Pfft, hahahaha," Tang Yue couldn't help but burst out laughing, forgetting that she had a stiff neck. She stretched her neck and jerked herself in.

"Hiss," what goes around comes around, he's already getting his comeuppance so quickly.

Shen Zhiyun and Jun Lingmo looked at Tang Yue, who had hurt herself, and couldn't help but turn around.

You shouldn't laugh, really, laughing too much will cause wrinkles.

Tang Yue looked at the two people whose shoulders were shaking: ...Are they gloating?

Indeed, one should not be too complacent.

After Tang Yue and the other two finished washing up with laughter, they went to eat.

Tang Ruhua looked at Tang Yue, whose neck was tilted to the side, and couldn't bear to look at her.

He said to Tang Yue with a disdainful tone, "Eat more food and use your brain." She can fall asleep while taking a dump and still get a stiff neck while sleeping. There's no one else like her.

Tang Yue: ...Can this mother still be kept?

When Tang Yue went to the academy with her neck tilted to the side, she received another round of "care" from everyone.

Especially that brat Sun Erning, who directly called her "Crooked-Neck Yue".

She threw the book at Sun Erning's head, "Sun Erning, call me again, and I'll make you experience being reborn."

Sun Erning made a face, "Hehehe, I'll call out, I'll call out."

Then the whole classroom erupted in a series of pig squeals.

Fang Zishu sighed, “Women and petty men are the most difficult to deal with.”

Fatty watched from the side, his eyes twitching. Sun Erning was just asking for a beating; he'd get itchy if he didn't get a beating every day.

Yang Jiu shyly put the things they had messed up back in their place.

Jun Lingmo smiled too; he liked A Yue's lively and energetic personality.

Shen Zhiyun covered his mouth and looked out the window, wishing that such days could last forever. He didn't want to go back to the dark world of the past.

Today, Tang Yue's neck was crooked, but Teacher Wen, unusually, didn't make things difficult for her, and she finished her day of classes feeling relaxed.

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Harem

The Queen held the letter her father had given her; it contained only one line, yet she keenly knew what her father was asking.

She was struck dumb and somewhat flustered. Years ago, she had that little eunuch carry the people out of the palace and dispose of them, but the little eunuch ran away. She sent people to search for a long time but couldn't find them. She thought the two people were dead, but she didn't expect them to still be alive.

What a lucky fate.

She steadied herself, picked up her pen, and wrote back to Prime Minister Lin, recounting the whole affair. Finally, she wrote the word "kill".

Unbeknownst to the Empress, Prime Minister Lin had already taken action, and all the men he sent were wiped out, leaving not a single corpse behind.

After listening to Han Cheng's report, Lin Xiang's mouth tightened and his face became solemn.

This kid's fighting skills are far too high. He knows the people he trained well. Even if they weren't assassins, they shouldn't have been able to leave behind a corpse. Could it be that someone helped him?

"Han Cheng, go and investigate Jun Lingmo's background. Find out everything, no matter how small."

"Yes, my lord."

Lin Xiang was sitting in his study, deep in thought, when he was suddenly startled by a noise.

"What's wrong that makes Prime Minister Lin look so worried?" a hoarse, aged voice asked.

Lin Xiang glanced at the man who had spoken, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes. "Didn't I tell you, you don't need to ask questions about things that aren't your business? Just go back and take care of that matter for me."

"Fine, I made a fool of myself," the man said, and then disappeared.

Only Lin Xiang remained, his aged face wrinkled, staring at the spot where the man had disappeared. This man was truly difficult to control; he didn't know whether bringing him back would be a blessing or a curse.

Since being banished to the Cold Palace nine years ago, Consort Shu has never left. Her only thought now is to find her son, but she can't even leave the Cold Palace, so how can she find him?

The Empress led her entourage to the Cold Palace where Consort Shu was residing.

She covered her nose in disgust; this place was really dirty.

The Empress looked up at Consort Shu, who was drinking tea, and a twisted expression appeared on her face.

"Sister Shufei, you have quite the refined taste. Would you mind if I sat down for a while?" The Empress looked at Shufei, who was dressed in coarse cloth, with arrogance.

Consort Shu blinked subtly. What was the Empress doing here? She hadn't been here for six or seven years.

"Sister is joking. As the mistress of the harem, you can go anywhere and sit anywhere. I'm just afraid the chairs here are dirty, so I don't want to sit here. Besides, you haven't been here for a long time, so you may have forgotten that I only have one chair here," Consort Shu said sarcastically.

The implication is that if you want to sit, you can only sit on the floor; she doesn't have any extra chairs for you.

"you……"

The Empress trembled with anger, but then smiled and said, "Sister, you flatter me. Didn't you say there's another chair here? I can sit in that chair."

A glint flashed in Consort Shu's eyes as she placed the stool she was sitting on next to the Empress.

"If you don't mind, please take this seat, it's the only one left."

The Empress sat down on the stool with difficulty, and Consort Shu's voice rang out again.

"Sigh, when I was making this stool, I accidentally dropped the seat on dog poop. I never expected Her Majesty the Empress to be so approachable that she would even use such a dirty item."

"Sister, you are so unconcerned with details. I can still see that yellow stain on that stool. I am no match for you. Even now, I have to put a handkerchief under my stool," Consort Shu waved the handkerchief in front of the Empress.

The queen was so disgusted that she vomited.

Consort Shu pouted. She was really easily frightened; she couldn't even handle something so small.

But she was really happy; no one had bothered her for a long time, and she was lonely.

Consort Shu has completely lost her gentle and virtuous nature. She was really frustrated and has now become incredibly cunning.

The Empress was panting heavily, and Consort Shu, finding the situation pointless, told her to hurry up, "If you're not feeling well, sister, go back and call the imperial physician. Don't let anything happen to me here; my frail body can't handle it."

"Hmph, don't be so smug. Once the Emperor no longer needs you, let's see if you can still be so arrogant," the Empress said to Consort Shu before leaving.

Consort Shu shook her head as she watched the Empress leave. In truth, every time the Emperor came, he would only chat with her about his feelings. He treated her as a confidante and never entered her courtyard. He had no idea how she had been living all these years.

However, thanks to her role as a "tree hole," she has survived to this day.

So, the Empress has ignored her for a long time, so what brings her here this time?