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

Because of food poisoning, Jiang Yu lay listlessly in bed all afternoon, her soft, pale face showing signs of illness, and she was completely listless.

Shen Ji had never seen Jiang Yu so weak, so fragile that she seemed like she would break at the slightest touch.

A strange emotion welled up inside him, and he felt as if his heart was being squeezed and about to burst, making it hard for him to breathe.

Perhaps Rong Shan is right; Jiang Yu may not be just a pet to him.

With his fingertips gently brushing across her slightly furrowed brows and eyes, Shen Ji lay down beside Jiang Yu and gently pulled her into his arms, tenderly stroking her hair.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, whispering hoarsely, "Get well soon."

As if sensing something, Jiang Yu, who was still half asleep, snuggled softly into his arms and made a soft, delicate sound.

Shen Ji held the little girl as she fell asleep, and she slept for the entire afternoon.

In the afternoon, Jiang's mother and Wang's mother returned hand in hand, skipping and hopping. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Qingyu on the sofa, and the two turned around in tacit understanding.

"Hold on a thread, you've come to the wrong door."

After taking a couple of steps, they realized something was wrong, and their eyes met.

Mother Jiang: "Did we go to the wrong place?"

Wang Ma: "Was I wrong?"

The two looked back at the house.

That's also wrong.

Suddenly remembering something, Jiang's mother quickly approached Qingyu and whispered furtively, "Were you also stolen back by Xiaobao?"

Qingyu: Steal what? ??

"Miss is indeed a lady, she's even embraced monogamy." Wang Ma looked at Qingyu's pretty face and nodded in satisfaction.

He's barely good enough for her young lady.

Fearing that the two might say something even more outrageous, Jiang Mingyue had no choice but to step forward and explain, "Miss Qingyu is Jiang Yu's friend."

Wang Ma was a little disappointed by this.

Jiang's mother then secretly asked, "Was it stolen?"

After all, Jiang Yu's theft of the Empress was still fresh in everyone's mind. If he had already stolen from the Empress, stealing from a friend would be a piece of cake.

Jiang's mother remained silent, only repeatedly asking whether it had been stolen.

Jiang Mingyue closed her eyes, feeling a headache coming on. Although she wasn't sure, judging from Qingyu's attitude, she was probably there voluntarily.

So she shook her head.

Having confirmed that Qingyu's origins were legitimate, Jiang's mother breathed a sigh of relief and greeted Qingyu with a smile, "So you're Xiaobao's friend. Don't be shy, child. Make yourself at home."

After walking a few steps, I saw Rong Shan again.

"Hello, Auntie, my name is Rong Shan, and I'm also Jiang Yu's friend." Rong Shan introduced herself with a smile.

Jiang's mother paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded, "Good, good, they're all good children."

He looked around, puzzled.

"Where are Xiao Bao and his empress?"

Rong Shan, who had just been smiling, suddenly felt guilty. Before Jiang's mother knew the truth, he got up and took his leave despite his still weak body.

"Um, Auntie, I have to go now."

"Is it in such a hurry? Won't you stay for dinner before you leave?" Jiang's mother asked, puzzled.

"No, thank you, Auntie." Rong Shan smiled and politely declined, then got up and quickly left.

As Jiang's mother watched Rong Shan's departing figure, she sighed softly, only to turn around and hear...

"Jiang Yu suffered from food poisoning and is resting in her room," Jiang Mingyue said calmly.

Jiang's mother and Wang's mother instantly transformed into screaming chickens.

"What did you say?!?"

After sleeping all afternoon, the Empress was finally fully recharged and full of energy. Shen Ji made sure she was really okay before letting her get out of bed.

I made my way downstairs, and unfortunately, I bumped into a crying Jiang Mu and Wang Ma carrying a big bowl of soup.

"My little darling~ my poor child~" Jiang's mother cried even louder when she saw Jiang Yu crying.

Wang Ma's eyes lit up, and she rushed over with the soup in a hurry.

"Miss, hurry, drink this bowl of nourishing soup and Buddha will bless you, Amen." Wang Ma said this nonsense with an air of seriousness.

Startled, Jiang Yu took a step back and hid behind Shen Ji, cautiously peeking out her kitten-like head and whispering her refusal, "I won't drink it."

Wang Ma was heartbroken after being rejected, and that night she angrily cooked eighteen dishes.

So much so that they still hadn't been able to start eating by 8 p.m.

Jiang Yu, who hadn't eaten enough at noon, was already starving. She lazily lay on the table, eating the large strawberries that Shen Ji fed her while staring in the direction of the kitchen.

"Is Wang Ma preparing a Manchu Han Imperial Feast?" Jiang Yu sighed, chewing her words.

Although only a Manchu-Han Imperial Feast is worthy of her imperial status, she can now choose not to be an emperor.

At this moment, Wang Ma, who was frantically tossing the wok in the kitchen, shouted: "Stop! Stir-fry faster! Turn off the fire! Turn it back on!!!"

Fortunately, dinner was finally served half an hour later. After eating and drinking her fill, Jiang Yu collapsed on the sofa like a useless person. Jiang Mingyue couldn't help but remind her when she passed by.

"You shouldn't lie down right after eating, as it can easily cause indigestion."

But the Empress didn't want to move, so she looked at Qingyu.

Qingyu skillfully took out the silver needles. "Your Majesty, Qingyu will give you acupuncture to aid digestion."

Seeing the two people, one daring to stab and the other daring to stab, Jiang Mingyue was greatly shocked, shook her head and left.

It's insane, it's utterly insane.

That night, Jiang Yu took a nice bath and waited to sleep with the Empress, only to receive news that he was leaving.

Shen Ji looked at Jiang Yu, who was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, staring intently at his legs. He leaned closer, his alluring phoenix eyes lifting slightly, and whispered in a hoarse voice, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about which leg to break," the corrupted Empress said sinisterly.

The Empress is disobedient and even wants to leave her, so let's break her legs and lock her up.

The corrupted Empress was suddenly cupped in her hands and gently lifted up, gazing into Shen Ji's beautiful light amber eyes, which held both stars and her.

"I'm only leaving for one night, I'll be back tomorrow," Shen Ji explained patiently.

"You stay out all night, Your Majesty, you are not a virtuous wife," Jiang Yu accused resentfully.

Shen Ji slowly squatted down, took her hand, looked up at her, and gently coaxed, "I promise I'll be back before dawn, okay?"

Jiang Yu looked down into his eyes, pouting unhappily, "Really?"

Shen Ji nodded.

After a while, Jiang Yu turned her head and spoke arrogantly, humming and hawing.

"Then go ahead."

Shen Ji smiled, stood up, kissed her on the lips, patted her head, and gently coaxed, "Then go to sleep early, goodnight."

Not long after Shen Ji left, Qingyu entered. She asked, somewhat puzzled, "Your Majesty clearly didn't want to, so why did you let the Empress leave?"

"My mother said that partners should trust each other and not be too clingy. They need to give each other some space. She said that distance makes the heart grow fonder."

Qingyu didn't understand, but she trusted Jiang Yu completely.

Whatever Your Majesty does, there must be a reason behind it.

Qingyu lowered her eyes and remained silent for a while before slowly asking, "Does Your Majesty often use your internal energy to suppress the Empress's cold poison?"

Jiang Yu made no attempt to hide anything and nodded, "Mm."

Every night when she slept with the Empress, she would secretly use her internal energy to nourish his meridians.

"Do you know what will happen if your body can't withstand such a large amount of consumption and suffers a backlash?" Qingyu asked coldly, her lips pursed.

"I'm fine, aren't I?" Jiang Yu smiled gently.

Qingyu pursed her lips, unable to ask whether it was worth it, after all, she was the empress in her previous life... never mind.

"Does Your Majesty wish to retire for the night?" Qingyu asked softly.

Jiang Yu glanced back at the cold, empty dragon bed without the empress and sighed in disappointment.

Someone suddenly walked past the door. Jiang Yu looked over curiously. "What just passed by?"

"It looks like Miss Jiang," Qingyu said after taking a look.

What is Jiang Mingyue doing out so late?