Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

"...Yes." The old nun got up and walked slowly to Shen Zhiying, who had a broken face.

She whispered: "Xiao Ying, let's go with Wei Niang."

Saying that, the old nun stretched out her hand.

Shen Zhiying raised her head dazedly and looked at the old hand in front of her.

Those almond eyes were bloodshot, and the eyes were in a trance.

Suddenly, she reached out and knocked off the hand in front of her, roaring: "Get out of here! You are not my mother! I don't have a mother like you! You are not worthy!"

Shen Zhiying's emotions collapsed, and the gentle and virtuous image she created in the past has long ceased to exist.

Shen Zhiying's hand was extremely powerful, and the slap used all her strength, with a crisp sound.

The old nun held her bright red hand and looked at Shen Zhiying dazedly.

She was full of disbelief and whispered, "Little...Sakura..."

Her daughter actually said that she was going down?

"enough!"

Shen Jinfeng snorted coldly, his resolute face was covered with frost, "Shen Zhiying, you are also a famous talented girl in the capital, calling your mother down, who taught you this!"

Shen Zhiying trembled, she bit her lower lip fiercely, with a look of forbearance.

She clenched her hands tightly, bowing her head in embarrassment.

She felt ashamed and embarrassed by the seemingly non-existent look next to her, she knew that Shen Wanqing was watching, and the man she admired was also looking at her indifferently.

They are all laughing at themselves!

Mrs. Shen stood up gently, patted the back of Shen Jinfeng's hand, and comforted him gently.

Shen Jinfeng's gloomy face finally improved a bit, but it was still scary.

A man of iron and blood galloping on the battlefield, his face sank at this moment, and the terrifying murderous aura also exudes, making people unable to help tremble under their feet.

Shen Zhiying was also a little afraid, but Mrs. Shen, who was beside Shen Chifeng, still had a calm expression, and she held Shen Chifeng's broad palm.

With a gentle voice, he said to Shen Jinfeng, "Don't be angry, you can't be angry, isn't that what you often tell me?"

Shen Jinfeng pursed his thin lips and did not speak, his facial features were firm and cold.

Then, Mrs. Shen looked at Shen Zhiying who was kneeling on the ground, her gentle eyes became a little indifferent.

She didn't like Shen Zhiying at first, and after what she was doing, she disliked her even more.

"Come on," she said to the old nun.

The old nun endured the sadness in her heart, and said to Mrs. Shen, General Shen, Shen Wanqing and others, "Thank you for your forgiveness, thank you..."

Shen Zhiying panicked, shaking her head full of resistance, "No... you can't drive me away!"

"Prince...Prince..."

Shen Zhiying murmured, her eyes suddenly widened, bloodshot in her eyes, "I am the future crown princess, if you drive me away, how will you explain to the prince and the emperor!"

Listening to Shen Zhiying's threatening words, Shen Jinfeng and the others were indifferent.

"Explain?" Shen Wanqing on the side played with Gu Jinyan's slender fingers and said lazily.

Hearing Shen Wanqing's voice, Shen Zhiying turned her head like a ghost, her eyes fierce and terrifying.

She gritted her teeth and stared at Shen Wanqing.

Shen Wanqing's expression was still indifferent, she raised her eyes lazily, and curled her lips, "I believe that the emperor should not punish us for the matter of changing the civet cat to the prince, so the so-called marriage will naturally be over."

"otherwise……"

Her light-brown eyes were slightly half-squinted, and she snorted, "Is it possible that you want me to marry?"