The yandere is too beautiful; the fake heiress sneaks kisses through the window every day.

Jiang Mingyue turned on the light with some resentment and saw Jiang Yu, wearing a yellow duck pajama, squatting by the bed, staring at her with bright eyes and a smile. She took a deep breath and broke down in anger, cursing out.

"Are you crazy?"

The smiling empress stopped smiling and solemnly declared, "I am not sick."

The air was silent for a few seconds before Jiang Mingyue couldn't help but laugh out of exasperation.

"Who are you trying to scare to death by squatting by my bedside in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?" Jiang Mingyue gritted her teeth.

"I can't sleep," Jiang Yu said, rubbing her stomach and plopping down on the bed with a pitiful expression.

"If you can't sleep, go bother someone else! Don't you have someone ready-made in your bed?" Jiang Mingyue was furious. Did the word "victim" have "victim" written on her forehead? She only knows how to bother her.

"That won't do. The Empress is unwell and needs to rest and recuperate."

"So I don't need to sleep?"

"You used to go out at night a lot, so I thought you must be able to stay up all night," Jiang Yu said sincerely.

"..."

A minute later, Jiang Yu was grabbed by the back of her collar and thrown out of the room by Jiang Mingyue, who then slammed the door shut.

「(ノ｀Д)ノ去~」

Jiang Yu stood outside the door, her cheeks puffed out in anger. After standing there for a while, she turned around, went downstairs, and floated into Wang Ma's room.

He squatted by Wang Ma's bedside, staring at her with gleaming eyes, then leaned close to her ear and called out to her in a soft, rhythmic voice.

"Wang Ma~"

"Wang Ma~ Wang Ma~"

She called several times but received no response, so Jiang Yu reached out her icy-cold fingers and poked Wang Ma's face. "Wang Ma~"

Jiang Yu sighed as she tried calling her for a while but couldn't wake her up.

ε=(´ο｀*))) Sigh~ Old people have such good sleep quality.

He sighed and drifted out of the room.

The room was too dark for her to see Wang Ma's trembling, Parkinson's-like hand under the blanket, nor did she know that Wang Ma's eyes suddenly opened after she left the room.

"Heavens above! I've encountered a ghost, Wang Ma!!!"

Jiang Yu, who hadn't found a single playmate, drifted aimlessly around the villa.

How could it be so difficult for a dignified empress like herself to simply find someone to share a candlelit stroll at night?

As it floated along, it suddenly crashed into a wall of flesh.

She looked up.

Shen Ji, who had followed her all the way, looked at her helplessly, his tone filled with a doting affection he himself was unaware of, "Have you had enough fun?"

Jiang Yu shook her head, still feeling a bit full.

Looking into the little girl's watery eyes, Shen Ji sighed silently and gently pulled her into his arms, his warm hands covering her belly and gently massaging it.

His handsome features furrowed slightly as he recalled the other person's gluttonous late-night snack.

With a sigh, she said, "Eating only half is still too much of a stretch."

We shouldn't have let her eat late-night snacks.

Feeling comfortable from the massage and starting to feel sleepy, Jiang Yu's eyelids drooped. She leaned against Shen Ji's chest and began to doze off. She vaguely heard his voice and retorted indignantly, "Nonsense, I can clearly eat it all."

Shen Ji, who hadn't noticed anything amiss, lowered his eyes to meet the girl's hazy gaze. Suddenly, something popped into his head, and his mind went blank.

She abruptly looked away, her ear tips flushed crimson.

His Adam's apple bobbed, his voice frantic, "What on earth are you thinking?"

Jiang Yu, who had been wandering around for half the night, yawned. She didn't quite hear what he said, but nodded groggily.

After waiting for a while without receiving a response, Shen Ji looked down and saw that she had fallen asleep at some point. He pursed his lips, his feelings complicated, and picked her up and carried her back to the room.

Jiang Yu slept soundly through the night without any dreams. When she woke up, she found the Empress sitting by the bedside instead of in bed, looking quite listless.

Jiang Yu leaned closer, tilting her head to look at his lowered face. "Empress?"

Seeing that he was absent-minded, Jiang Yu couldn't help but wonder if she hadn't been able to resist transforming into a werewolf last night and absorbing his life force.

He moved his arms, legs, and waist.

Strange, I don't feel uncomfortable at all.

Lost in his thoughts, Shen Ji suddenly saw the face that had been lingering in his mind all morning. The image of that face, so alluring in his dream, involuntarily flashed into his mind, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Your Majesty, you're up so early." Jiang Yu smiled sweetly.

"Mm." Shen Ji looked away and gave a cool, indifferent reply, but the tips of his ears turned red.

Jiang Yu looked at his bright red ear tips, then at his slightly pursed lips, completely bewildered.

The Empress seemed a little strange, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong.

Jiang Yu was carried off the bed by Shen Ji and slowly washed up, dressed, and applied lotion. Then she sat obediently in front of the dressing mirror and waited for him to help her tie her hair.

Today, Shen Ji didn't use a jade hairpin to style her hair. Instead, he braided it for her and put cute little hair clips on it, making her look like a soft and fragrant little cake.

Looking at the little girl in the mirror, Shen Ji was very satisfied.

The instructional videos were worth watching.

Jiang Yu led the beautiful empress downstairs for a meal. Along the way, they first encountered Jiang Mingyue, who had dark circles under her eyes, and then Wang Ma, who was carrying a peach wood sword, holding a bell, with a yellow talisman pasted on the back of her head, and muttering something superstitiously.

"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, demons and monsters, leave quickly!"

Passing the rambling Wang Ma, Jiang Yu led the Empress to the dining table and asked her mother across from her, "What's wrong with Wang Ma?"

"She was like this when she woke up this morning, saying she'd encountered a ghost and needed an exorcism." Jiang's mother looked worried. "She's probably going through menopause."

Is menopause really that terrible?

Jiang Yu turned to look at the half-dead Jiang Mingyue, seemingly understanding, and leaned closer to ask, "Are you going through menopause too?"

Jiang Mingyue slammed the cup on the table, turned around, and said through gritted teeth, "I'm in a resentful phase."

The culprit, Yu, blinked: "I understand, I understand cattle and horses."

Every working person has their grievances.

Jiang Mingyue: You don't know anything.

Fearing she would be driven mad if she stayed, Jiang Mingyue left as soon as she finished eating, while Wang Ma had already started jumping rope.

Jiang Yu and her mother brought out small stools and sat together, watching Wang Ma jump rope while eating melon seeds.

I'll occasionally offer a comment.

"I must say, they actually danced quite well."

"Sparrow food~"