The mistress just wanted to be bad, but she took off after being replaced

But beyond rationality, she would occasionally question what exactly she had done wrong as this "wrong" existence?

Are you destined to bear the guilt for the rest of your life and even your right to survive will be questioned just because of an absurd exchange?

After learning that Sheng Ruijiao had become the Achilles' heel of the Sheng family, she decided not to struggle in vain. She learned to remain unchanged in the face of all the attacks.

Her mother's words had brought brief comfort to her soul in her previous life, and she mistakenly believed that she still had a place in her mother's heart.

Until one day, by chance, she accidentally overheard the secret conversation between Zhou and Sheng Mingtao, and all the warm illusions collapsed in an instant.

"Mom, you can't really have any feelings for that girl, right?" Sheng Mingtao's voice was filled with obvious disdain and doubt.

"That's impossible. If it wasn't for the critical moment in your father's career, why would your father and I keep her? I told her all that just to make her feel at ease and help your fourth brother."

Zhou's answer was cold and decisive, completely shattering the last bit of fantasy in Sheng Junwei's heart.

"Wei'er?" Zhou saw Sheng Junwei suddenly lose consciousness. Although she was dissatisfied, she forced herself to suppress it.

Sheng Junwei came back to her senses and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, mother, I just remembered some unpleasant things, please continue."

She thought that after her rebirth, the pain of the past had gone with the wind, but unexpectedly, when those scars were revealed again, they were still so bloody and unbearable to look back on.

Perhaps, only by resolutely giving up the decay can we embrace true rebirth.

Her eyes were as clear as water, peaceful and pure. This purity made Zhou feel a little uneasy, as if all disguises were exposed under her gaze.

This girl, who claims to be a goddess who can see through the secrets of heaven, is it really impossible for her to see into my innermost thoughts and expectations?

I am afraid that all of this is just an elaborate lie and scam, hidden under a veil of mystery.

However, considering that she was loved and trusted by Prime Minister Pei and his wife, their sincere love and protection were enough to prove her worth.

These thoughts were like a trickle, rippling gently in my heart, causing two lines of tears to slide down silently, quietly wetting my clothes.

Sheng Junwei stood to one side, her eyes gentle but with an unreachable distance, just quietly watching everything in front of her.

Zhou felt the indifference and wiped away the traces of tears alone, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and anger in her heart.

Tears failed to touch the other person's heartstrings, so she could only wipe the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, "Wei'er, you and Ruijiao are sisters, you should understand her best. She is pure and innocent, how could she be involved with those killers in the dark corners?"

"She has been displaced and endured hardships for ten years. She finally came back and enjoyed a peaceful life for a moment. But now she has suffered this sudden disaster. Wei'er, as a mother, my heart is broken. Do you understand this pity?"

Sheng Junwei's expression remained calm: "The Dali Temple is responsible for adjudicating cases. As a minister, I have no right to interfere."

"Although my position is a special case, in the final analysis, I am just an insignificant fifth-rank official. I have little influence and it is difficult for me to intervene in this matter."

Although this explanation seemed cold and heartless, it comforted Zhou a little. At least her daughter's position was clear.

Zhou held Sheng Junwei's hand tightly, with a glimmer of hope in her eyes: "Wei'er, the emperor promoted you out of turn because of your extraordinary ability. As long as you explain Ruijiao's innocence to the emperor, the emperor will definitely believe you."

"This matter involves the serious crime of treason. How can you be sure that the emperor will completely trust me, rather than suspecting that I have colluded with Ruijiao and punishing me together?"

Sheng Junwei gently pulled out her tightly clenched hand, and her words revealed a bit of calmness and rationality.

Zhou didn't pay attention to this slight refusal and said eagerly, "That won't happen. You convinced the emperor of your ability with just a few words in the court. What's more, your wristband that can foresee the future makes people believe it sincerely. Mother believes that as long as you are willing to speak, the emperor will definitely believe you."

Sheng Junwei was unmoved and retorted: "You only saw that I easily convinced the emperor, but ignored the process of me guiding them to find evidence. The emperor trusted me because the clues I provided helped them discover the truth, not just a few empty words. Their trust is based on evidence, so don't confuse cause and effect."

Zhou was speechless for a moment and looked a little embarrassed.

Sheng Junwei continued, "In fact, the solution to this matter is not complicated, right? As long as Sheng Ruijiao can clearly explain how she knew the ins and outs of the assassin's matter, if her statement is true and she has no connection with the assassin, the suspicion will naturally be dispelled."

Having said that, the problem is that Sheng Ruijiao herself is confused about this and cannot give a clear explanation.

When her family visited her, she stammered and said nothing more except begging for trust.

Naturally, her family is willing to trust her unconditionally, but the trust of her family alone is far from enough. The key lies in the judgment of the Dali Temple and the emperor.

Zhou pursed her lips and tightly grasped Sheng Junwei's hand again, her voice trembling slightly: "Wei'er, can you tell the emperor that it was you who predicted the assassin's appearance and accidentally let Ruijiao know..."

Before she finished speaking, Sheng Junwei stood up suddenly, her eyes sharp: "After going through so much trouble, this is your real purpose, right?"

After Sheng Junwei revealed her true feelings, Zhou's cheeks flushed, shame and embarrassment intertwined, and the atmosphere froze at this moment.

Sheng Mingtao stormed in angrily and asked loudly, "We are all family, what's wrong with helping Ruijiao? Can't we work together to overcome the difficulties?"

There was a hint of urgency and anger in his tone.

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Sheng Junwei's face. The corners of her mouth curled up in a cold arc, but her eyes were full of disdain and disappointment: "When nothing is wrong, I am an eyesore, a fake who is not worthy of sharing the joy of family with you. But once something happens, I become the 'family' you are talking about? It's really faster than turning the pages of a book."

Sheng Mingtao frowned, apparently not noticing the contradiction in his own logic. He just thought Sheng Junwei was deliberately changing the subject. His voice was a little hoarse due to excitement: "Don't interrupt me. I want to know now, are you going to help Ruijiao or not!"

Sheng Junwei's face was as calm as water, her eyes were deep and cold: "I won't help."

These two words were concise and decisive, causing the temperature in the room to drop suddenly.

"You!" Sheng Mingtao's anger was instantly ignited. He pointed his finger at Sheng Junwei with trembling hands and asked at the top of his lungs: "Sheng Junwei, is your heart made of stone? Do you have any conscience at all?"