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Mu Ziqiu was promoted to the first rank, and the three little ones in his family were also given the titles of princess of the princess and son of the clan.

It can be said that as long as a family does not commit treason in this life, they will surely live a life of wealth and glory.

Later, Zhou Yuyan had doubts that someone as capable as Meng Jiao might be unstable.

But every time they sent people to inquire about the news, they learned that she was pretending to be sick every other day in the camp outside the capital.

Everyone in the court knew that Meng Jiao was a scoundrel.

But with the emperor protecting them in front and the black fire bomb developed by someone behind them, no one wants to be the first to commit suicide.

So the situation evolved into a situation where everyone gave gifts to Meng Jiao and asked her to find out the emperor's thoughts without bringing bad luck to her.

When Zhou Yuyan heard the news, she thought she had finally caught someone with something, but she turned around and walked into the palace, holding a gift and asked her directly what she thought about this matter.

How does she watch? She sits and watches!

She threw a memorial on her head!

Zhou Yuyan pinched her Ren Zhong hard, and she never asked anyone to visit that scoundrel again.

Meng Jiao knew all of this, but she would dare to do it again next time.

After all, as a minister, how could one not leave the emperor with some leverage that he thought he could use against him?

As the children grew up, they were all old enough to go to the Imperial College.

When I sent it there for the first time, all two except the third one dropped gold beans.

Meng Jiao was somewhat relieved to see that the third child was so sensible, but she was too happy too early. The old master in his eighties came to scold her.

The group of children who had been coaxed with great difficulty were completely broken down by the third child's words "Your parents don't want you anymore".

The key is that he doesn't say anything when the kids are crying. Once they finally stop crying, he will definitely say something like this:

It is said that the courtyard of the Imperial College's Junior Group was never quiet for a single day...

That day, the old lady scolded Meng Jiao for a long time while she bent over and apologized to him.

Afterwards, when the old tutor left, the whole yard was quiet.

No one had ever seen Meng Jiao being so servile, and they all thought that with her devilish personality, the third child would definitely get beaten to a pulp.

But no one expected that she would just lock herself in the room for three days without saying anything.

For three days, in the eyes of outsiders, she had not eaten anything.

When he went out again, he was holding the warship model that the third child was most interested in.

Since then, Soso never caused trouble in the Imperial College again.

It is said that children cannot remember things when they are young, but even on the night of his wedding, he still talked about his mother's love for him and could not forget it.

He always said that he wanted to be as good a person as his mother.

But... it's enough to be half of it, after all, his mother was a "big corrupt official" in the court...

Ever since Meng Jiao personally handed the evidence to Zhou Yuyan, Zhou Yuyan began to use her to control the court officials.

But she refused to accept gold, silver and other valuables, and instead loved rare and precious treasures.

For a while, everyone in Beijing knew that Meng Jiao liked collecting pearls, but the ones that were delivered to her door were worth at least eighty or a hundred, but she had never been seen wearing them.

At the palace banquet during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the emperor deliberately acted to show off Meng Jiao's extravagant nature.

Meng Jiao mumbled an apology on the surface, but when she sat down, she hugged the man who was leaning over into her arms.

Many people who were close by heard Mu Ziqiu's short exclamation, and they all thought that Meng Jiao was taking it out on him after being upset by the emperor.

In addition, Mu Ziqiu almost never came out of Meng Jiao's arms in the second half, which made everyone more and more certain that Meng Jiao still had not changed her habit of beating men after all these years.

However, only the emperor on the throne could see clearly that some people's hands had already gone somewhere dishonestly.

That time, it was like releasing the ban on someone's evil taste.

It really is just like what she said, don't worry, once she makes the decision, she won't be a big deal.

Pearl clothes and small circles were only new for half a month. After that, there were skirts with slits up to the hips, black and white maid outfits with headbands, and cross-over tops with naked backs....

In Mu Ziqiu's words, all the ideas were put on him...

In this life, Meng Jiao lived to be a hundred years old.

If her three sons had not married late, she would have almost had five generations living under the same roof.

The eldest brother, Hong Jinxuan, chose to inherit her title when she said she was too old and weak to take on the job.

He grew up in a wealthy and harmonious family, but somehow he was raised to be a bad person.

Zhou Yuyan once thought that the throne only needed to protect Meng Jiao, but she didn't expect that after the bastard left, she would still have a daughter that she loved and hated.

What I love is that compared to Meng Jiao's throwing tantrums, Hong Jinxuan is relatively obedient to the rules. She went to the military camp for rectification when she was told to.

What I hate is that it is a bit time-consuming, and on average a group of people are killed every month.

Of course, there haven't been any wars for many years, and some people who just want to make a living really deserve to die, which is appropriate.

But how can a dog really teach a well-behaved Qilin?

She kidnapped his youngest son! Kidnapped!

On the day of their wedding, Meng Jiao clearly saw an illusory white shadow emerge from Zhou Yuyan's open mouth and float up into the sky.

This world seems to be broken by an old mother who loves her son.

The second child, Hong Jinyao, is the most naughty, but also the strongest and loves to dwell on trivial matters.

She was the only one in the family who fell in love with martial arts. As soon as she came of age and participated in a martial arts competition, she ran to the southern border to join the navy and fell in love with tinkering with warships.

It's bad enough that she keeps asking her brother to send her money, but the things she develops always fail.

To simply summarize her life: Third brother, Cai Cai, help...

Bang, the money splashed in the water, and the boat exploded~

Third brother, please save me again...

But later on, all her hard work paid off. Not only did she develop a boat with long endurance, but she also got the son of Liu Shaolin who had given her money.

When they got married again, Meng Jiao seemed to see a trace of soul floating upwards again.

It seems like another old mother who loves her son has quietly broken down in this world~

Finally, the third child, Hong Jincheng, loved to eat when he was born, and loved money when he grew up.

He likes spending money and also likes making money. He is a famous money-maker in the Hong family.

Whenever he sets his eyes on a business, he will never lose money. Of course, it is not ruled out that this is due to the help of some small system.

Everyone said that the Hong family's huge wealth would follow the youngest son in the future, but who would have thought that after a trip to the West,

Sou Sou actually brought back a blonde, blue-eyed daughter-in-law for the old couple.

Meng Jiao thought that the third brother would mind men having children after traveling from his original world to this world where women are dominant. Who would have thought that he actually likes children the most?

As if to fulfill his dream, he generously gave his daughter Xiaomoli the hugs that he had failed to get even after crying himself hoarse.

From watching the three little ones grow up, to watching little Jasmine grow up step by step,

Meng Jiao has experienced so many worlds, and this world seems to be the one in which she has given the most.

Just like her youngest son Sou Sou made up for his childhood, wasn't the role of father that she played to these three children throughout her life also to make up for some of her regrets?

That afternoon before leaving the world, the sunlight was evenly spread over every inch of the yard as usual.

She lay on a bamboo chair, waiting for a cup of tea.

The aroma of tea wafted in the air, and she squinted her eyes and could not see Mu Ziqiu's face clearly.

She knew then that her time was almost up.

Meng Jiao stretched out her dry and loose hands and trembled as she spread them towards Mu Ziqiu.

"Zi Qiu, come here, my wife wants to hold your hand."

Mu Ziqiu, who was pouring tea, seemed to sense something, and the teapot instantly fell on the table, making a noisy sound.

But he quickly calmed down, moved closer and held her hand.

Tight, as if trying hard to hold on to something.

"Wife, can you take me with you?"

Meng Jiao could feel him kneeling at her feet, and could also feel his head resting on her knees.

She mustered up her strength and touched his face with her hand, letting the silver light penetrate into his brows.

She understood that what he meant by taking away was not just accepting death together,

When did it start?

He probably calmly accepted her transformation, her subtle changes to his body.

Or, even though she didn't give him any contraceptives, he never got pregnant after she said she didn't want children.

Or, as a person who has never left Xishui City since childhood,

You are not surprised to see elephants, you are not surprised to see the sea, and you are not even surprised to see your blonde daughter-in-law?

At that time, she thought of the extra fragment. If she could get it through the strategy, why couldn't others?

"My dear, I'll give you what you want.

Thank you for your kindness in this life. I am very happy. "

Mu Ziqiu buried his head between her legs, sobbing no longer suppressed in his throat.

I can’t get the love I want, but I can’t let it go. I can’t get what I want, but I can’t accept the loss!

Half of the system's power would only entangle her for thirteen more years.

"No, wait a minute, you said you wouldn't leave me alone, my wife, you lied..."

The hand I held gradually became cold, but before it completely stiffened, it was flooded with warm sunlight.

Obviously, the feeling of being filled with strength should be warm and happy.

But why, my pupils are out of focus and my whole body is stiff...

Meeting is a calamity, but you insist on not owing me anything...

My dear wife, can you hear me?

You forgot to say goodbye to me...