I'm having EMO, can you help me die?

[Pfft—]

【why are you laughing?】

Xiao Lan, caught red-handed, remained completely calm.

[Host, it's not me.]

【. 】

"My dear grandson, do you like it here?"

He was somewhat taken aback by his granddaughter's preferences. His son's interests were rather peculiar; could it be that his granddaughter had inherited his good-for-nothing son's traits?

This doesn't seem like something a typical girl would like. Could it be that she's been spending more time with Yan Li and her tastes have changed?

Shen Jing looked like he truly believed it.

Oh no! She just said it casually. What if her grandfather buys her something like that later?

I still need to find someone reliable.

"My dear grandson, if you really like them, Grandpa will send someone to buy some tomorrow..."

It's his granddaughter's hobby, but he, as her grandfather, doesn't support it, so his beloved granddaughter must be unhappy.

"Actually...actually I like the Third Prince..."

Shen Qingqing, who is naturally not fond of using her brain, would just come up with a random excuse to try and fool people.

"What!"

Shen Jing's expression changed drastically. Impossible, absolutely impossible. His granddaughter is still so young; she certainly doesn't really like him.

Like it? Heh?

Another scammer. What else can he offer that's worth being scammed out of?

Mo Jing didn't trust Shen Qingqing, but the way she tightly gripped the hem of her clothes and her stiff body betrayed his true thoughts.

[Host, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Be careful, or you'll regret it later.]

Shen Qingqing had no idea that her words would be remembered by someone for a lifetime.

"My dear grandson, Grandpa wants to tell you that you should go to Yaozhou for a while and stay with your father."

His granddaughter was too young to understand, and he was determined to nip this tiny, non-existent relationship in the bud.

If I don't say it that way, Grandpa won't let me stay here.

Now that you've said that, he's even less likely to let you stay.

To be honest, Xiao Lan's guess was quite accurate. Shen Jing was afraid that Shen Qingqing would have some involvement with Mo Jing, so he repeatedly tried to dissuade her.

It even seemed like coercion, but the way they were able to reason with a five-year-old child was certainly different from what you'd expect from an ordinary family.

At least in Mo Jing's eyes, despair and hope intertwine, light and darkness, right and wrong, resonating with the flickering flame on the candlestick.

"Grandpa, I like Mo Jing. When I grow up, I want to marry Mo Jing..."

The sound was soft, yet it touched someone's heart, creating ripples, as if fragments of a forgotten feeling were being picked up again.

This is the first time I've ever expressed my feelings of liking someone... the first time someone has ever said they like me... liking him... It's really funny...

Will anyone like him?

They can't even come up with a better excuse when making up a story.

Inside the coffin lay his mother, the one he had always tried to please.

From the moment I became conscious, I lived in this cage called maternal love, the first person to abandon me...

He doesn't easily trust others...

Shen Qingqing's small face was full of seriousness.

At this moment, she couldn't be soft-hearted; she had to stand up to her grandfather, otherwise he would never let her come over again.

Because of her affection, she can stay by Mo Jing's side and educate him properly, so that he will surely become a wise ruler in the future.

Thinking about this, I felt that my plan tonight was absolutely perfect.

Lazybones: I have a feeling the host is digging a hole for himself...

"My dear grandson, please forgive your grandfather."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Qingqing felt dizzy and was lifted into the air.

She struggled to get down, but her small arms and legs were useless. She stared longingly at the figure kneeling in the ground, getting further and further away from her.

After everyone left, Mo Jing turned around. The surroundings were deserted, white silk ribbons surrounded him, and his heart gradually calmed down...

This should have happened a long time ago...

"Lock the young lady up and don't let her go out for the next few days."

"Place more guards around the young lady's residence. No one may enter or leave without my permission."

Your Excellency, this is...

Was the young lady assassinated?

But judging from how the young lady had been living just now, it didn't seem like anything serious. The servants looked at each other, shook their heads, and indicated that they didn't know anything.

In matters like this, Shen Jing instructed his granddaughter, "If Da Da likes someone, let him marry into our family."

This person can be anyone, but cannot be a prince, and even if he can be a prince, he cannot be the third prince.

The Emperor's attitude at the morning court session today was very clear: he wanted to send the Third Prince to Liangzhou to observe three years of mourning for the Empress.

The emperor's attitude was clear, and it was also a declaration that he was abandoning the third prince, but the emperor's ministers naturally wouldn't understand his thoughts.

Although the current emperor is gentle and a wise ruler, Shen Jing, who has followed him for many years, does not think so.

After all, being able to stand out among eleven princes and ascend the throne alone is enough to prove that the current emperor is not as he appears.

However, it is clear that befriending the Third Prince is of no benefit, and the Emperor's attitude towards the Third Prince is also indifferent.

Even if it was disgust, as the prime minister, who was always by his side, he could still discern these things.

Therefore, his dear granddaughter must not fall in love with that third prince. He will strictly discipline her in this regard from now on and leave no room for negligence.

If he is even slightly careless and fails to prevent it, his beloved granddaughter will suffer.

If Shen Qingqing chooses Mo Jing, it will represent the Prime Minister's choice, and then the capital will inevitably be engulfed in a bloody storm.

Shen Jing didn't want his beloved granddaughter to get involved in this struggle, after all, he hadn't been able to protect his only daughter...

This time, we must protect my granddaughter; she must not enter the palace, nor become a woman confined to a secluded mansion.

The moon outside was just as big and round as it was that night more than a decade ago.

His biggest regret in life was not being able to stop his daughter from entering the palace, and he also blamed himself for not taking good care of his daughter when she was young.

The current imperial concubine has become such a ruthless person. This time, she doesn't believe her own son killed her, but rather...

Yao'er, if it's you, I'll help you one last time. From now on, we'll have nothing to do with each other...

What should we do now, host?

Looking out the window, she saw guards everywhere. How could she possibly escape? It was beyond the capabilities of a human being.

Is this task absolutely necessary?

There was a cloth bag on the table, containing candy that Shen Jing had bought for Shen Qingqing.

However, Shen Qingqing hadn't eaten it much; she vaguely remembered that she didn't seem to like sweets.

[Host, you promised me you'd do the mission, you can't go back on your word.]

Even if the host loses their memories, the aura emanating from within still remains.

For example, it avoids doing difficult things if possible, and now it wants to properly nurture its host.

Train the host to become the best mission taker and achieve the pinnacle of life control.

"Have it?"

She rolled around on the bed. It was a large enough bed to accommodate four adults. It was specially made for Shen Qingqing by Shen Jing, and it was soft and comfortable enough.

This bed is so comfortable. Shen Qingqing poked it with her finger and it bounced back. It felt like she could jump on the bed and bounce up.

However, she didn't do that; she was a big kid and didn't play those childish games.