As long as there are enough vests, the plot can't kill me

"Husband, I have finished my medicine, can I eat now?"

Meng Qinglan sat at the table, with frank expectation in his tone.

The eyes as clear as water and the extremely well-behaved sitting posture made Shen Rufeng feel a chill in his heart.

Overnight, his wife's mind became that of a few-year-old child.

Even the word "husband" has become a simple title.

"Okay, let's eat. These are the dishes you ordered."

"Uh-huh."

After getting permission, Meng Qinglan nodded repeatedly and immediately put a piece of fish into the bowl.

After a while, she realized that she was the only one eating. After swallowing the food in her mouth, she asked in a low voice: "Husband, why don't you eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

"Oh. Husband, why do you know me and I don't know you?"

When Shen Rufeng heard those naive words, his hand holding the chopsticks froze, and the internal organs in his chest seemed to be torn apart by a huge force.

This process didn't last too long. He handed over the meat after shaving the fish bones and said with a smile: "It's okay, you know me now."

"Ah."

Meng Qinglan hummed a nasal sound, her mind completely drawn to the aroma of the food, and she couldn't think of anything else.

Seeing this, Shen Rufeng said nothing more and simply brought the plate of fish in front of himself. He picked out the fish bones while paying attention to the changing portion sizes of each dish on the table.

At this moment, City Lord Shen, who was calm inside, didn't want to care about anything and wanted to live like this for the rest of his life.

He didn't understand whether this was to make up for his past guilt or for some other reason.

People always understand what it means to cherish something only after they lose it.

"Eat slowly, if it's not enough..."

"aunt!"

The warm scene was interrupted by an empty greeting, and the dusty Meng Yunqing appeared at the door of the dining room.

It took the princess seven full days to get from Mofeng City to the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but only three days and three nights to return.

She abandoned the carriage and asked the captain of the escort to fly with her on a sword, rushing back to Da Zhou at full speed.

Originally, the princess was going to discuss the important matter of elixir with the ancestor, but she didn't expect...

"Aunt." Meng Yunqing leaned against the porch pillar, his eyes trembling constantly.

Aunt, you’re really like a child.

"I've met Di Ji!"

After determining the identity of the person, Shen Rufeng stood up and saluted, then turned his head to introduce to the curious Meng Qinglan: "Madam, this is..."

"lightly?"

Unexpectedly, Her Royal Highness the Princess, who didn't even know her ancestors and her biological father, called out her niece's nickname.

pat!

City Lord Shen dropped the chopsticks in his hand onto the table, an expression of irrepressible joy on his face.

"Madam, do you remember Diji?"

"Remember?" Meng Qinglan tilted her head, seemingly not understanding what he meant. "Why should I remember? Qingqing and I are very good friends."

Meng Yunqing, who didn't fully understand the situation, was also shocked by the scene before him. When he found that his aunt still recognized him, his red eyes could no longer hold back the surging tears.

She took two or three steps forward and hugged the other person, "Aunt, I'm sorry, I'm late."

"Hehe, you're still crying like a kid. Stop crying."

Meng Qinglan patted her niece on the back. The subconscious soothing action and the consolation that came out of her mouth had become muscle memory.

When the noises in her arms stopped, she held her niece's arms and smiled triumphantly.

"Qingqing, Auntie ordered your favorite stew, come and eat..."

As she spoke, the princess' smile gradually froze after she saw the dishes on the table, and her lips moved but no sound came out.

She was a little confused. There were five dishes on the table. Fish was her favorite and Qingqing liked stewed meat, so why were there the other three dishes?

"Ma'am, eat."

Seeing the confused and painful look on the lady's face, Shen Rufeng, struck by lightning, quickly interrupted her.

He hated his own stupidity and irresponsibility so much that he didn't even notice the soup on the table.

That was not something he liked to eat, but it was the soup that His Highness made over and over again, adding a lot of salt every time.

As for the other two dishes, they are definitely my son’s favorites.

"Well, eat! Qingqing, eat." Meng Qinglan's attention was successfully diverted, and she happily asked her niece to sit down.

Meng Yunqing felt her aunt's love and care, and used all her strength to pick up the chopsticks. After trying several times, she successfully picked up the piece of meat from the plate.

The princess, who had seen the outside world, could not control her shaking hands.

She didn't know what her aunt had experienced, but through the interactions between the two elders, huge questions arose in her mind.

A doubt that is enough to overturn cognition.

Why did my uncle successfully break through to the realm of God and not betray the Great Zhou, but my aunt's fate still remained unchanged?

In the original plot, the aunt had a miserable old age. She suffered the loss of her husband and son, and became a little crazy.

Is the root of this really my uncle?

The word "love brain" was made up by Meng Yunqing. It was derived from preconceived ideas and then deduced from the results.

After all, the aunt in the novel is just a marginal character who is not even a supporting role, and she has not received as much attention as Shen Rufeng, who led the "female protagonist" cousin to fall into evil.

Meng Yunqing searched through all the information about the eldest princess in his mind, but could only put together three sentences.

First, she is the eldest princess of the Great Zhou, and her husband is the Lord of Blue Moon City, Shen Rufeng.

Secondly, Shen Rufeng had been harboring resentment for a long time, and in order to become a Venerable, he was willing to sell out the Great Zhou in exchange for resources for advancement. When the eldest princess found out, she sent her son out of the capital of the Great Zhou and has stayed indoors ever since.

Finally, upon learning the news of her husband's death and her son's death, Her Royal Highness the Princess could not bear the blow and suffered mental problems.

In just three sentences, my aunt's life was summarized.

"Aunt, where is my cousin?"

"Cousin?" Meng Qinglan paused while eating, and his expression instantly returned to that of a child. "Qingqing, who is your cousin?"

Seeing her aunt like this made Meng Yunqing feel a dull pain in her heart, and she had to turn around and look at her uncle whom she met for the first time.

"Princess Di, Achao is missing."

Shen Rufeng picked up a piece of food for his wife with chopsticks and spoke about his son in a calm tone.

The indifferent tone sounded a bit cold-blooded.

Missing?

The answer, which was similar to the original plot, made Meng Yunqing figure out many things.

My aunt must have been prepared and sent my cousin away in advance!

Both my ancestors and grandfather concluded that it was the sect that was responsible this time.

Then why did they do it?

After witnessing the majesty of several great celestial masters, Her Royal Highness the Princess felt that if her aunt was an ordinary princess of the dynasty, she would not be worthy of their attention.

The Great Zhou Dynasty, a middle-class dynasty, is not worth anyone's attention at all. The only special thing about it is the royal aura that is bestowed upon it.

Recalling the mysterious smile on his aunt's face when he took part in the luck assessment, Meng Yunqing's whole body began to stiffen.

Aunt, it’s definitely not as simple as it seems.

The tragedy of their family may not come from their uncle, but from themselves!

"Don't just stand there, the food is getting cold."

Shen Rufeng greeted them again, interrupting the silence between the aunt and nephew. His action of adding more dishes was so calm that it was a little frightening.

It's like accepting a reality that cannot be resisted.

The situation was indeed similar to what Meng Yunqing had imagined. At noon that day, Meng Qinglan had mentioned, intentionally or unintentionally, that the Wenxian Sect had lost its spiritual roots in order to give Young Master Lin a reminder.

City Lord Shen had already realized by then that he was not only an irresponsible husband, but also a completely blind man.

He didn't know Madame at all.

His Highness, who was far away in Blue Moon City, knew the movements of the royal capital at any time, and even got the news of the sect's arrival in the first place.

That night, after being sent away by Principal Su, the restless Shen Rufeng returned to his mansion. Not finding any trace of his wife, he rushed to the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty overnight, but was still a step too late.

"Uncle, can I ask you what you would have done if you had not met Senior Sword Saint and had not been able to break through?"

"What does Diji mean?"

"Will my uncle choose to betray the Great Zhou in order to obtain resources for a breakthrough?" Meng Yunqing looked straight ahead without dodging.

"Selling out the Great Zhou for resources?"

Shen Rufeng laughed when he heard this and found that the girl in front of him was a little naive.

"Not to mention, I don't need resources to break through the bottleneck. Even if I do, what qualifications does a mere Blue Moon City Lord and a powerless consort have to betray the Great Zhou?"

Boom!

These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Meng Yunqing hard and waking her up.

How could the royal son-in-law, the lord of a border town, trigger all the subsequent events with just a golden decree?

Meng Yunqing, ah Meng Yunqing, you are such an idiot that you can even mix up the cause and effect!

It was because of my aunt that my uncle and cousin fell into the devil's way, not because of them that my aunt had such a tragic end.

"call."

Meng Yunqing let out a long sigh, clasped his hands tightly on the edge of the table, and looked gently at the quiet woman who was eating in a gentle manner but with a satisfied look on her face.

"Uncle, you will take good care of aunt, right?"

Feeling the unquestionable and overbearing tone in the hall, Shen Rufeng seemed to understand why the ancestor chose this niece to be the princess.

He also turned his attention to Meng Qinglan and filled a clean small bowl with soup.

"Oh, it's true that I, Shen Rufeng, am the son-in-law of the Great Zhou, but I'm also the legitimate consort of your Highness. Naturally, I will take care of my wife!"