NOVPUBShen Roujia weakly waved her hand. Her head was throbbing—why was this plot not following the pattern she had imagined?
The more she thought about it, the more puzzled she became.
Although there hadn’t been much time to do anything, Shen Roujia had still followed the plan step by step.
It was precisely because of this opportunity that Shen Roujia had achieved her current situation.
She had never expected Xu Zening to die, let alone that a living, breathing person could suddenly be gone.
Shen Roujia still couldn’t accept it.
She sighed deeply, and just then, Yong Gui appeared behind Shen Roujia without her noticing and spoke softly, “All things in this world have their own fate. We cannot define them all with the same judgment.”
Shen Roujia was slightly startled by Yong Gui’s words.
“Are you saying that...”
Yong Gui smiled faintly without saying anything further and then turned to leave.
The royal family had fallen apart, and now there was nothing left. Shen Roujia had never thought there was anything lonely in this world.
But now, seeing someone else who, like her, had broken free from the control of the plot, only to lose their life, made her realize how hard it was to escape. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓅𝓊𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
Once Shen Roujia accepted this so-called forced setting, it was hard to break free from it.
Now, she felt completely empty—her heart was empty, uneasy, and most of all, she didn’t know what to do next.
Thinking about this, Shen Roujia sighed again.
“I guess some things I’ll have to figure out on my own.”
Gu Zhi had already left Huizhou before Shen Roujia, leaving her with her remaining entourage.
Shen Roujia and Wen Surong looked at each other.
“Uncle Wen, why didn’t you go to Yancheng with Gu Zhi?”
Wen Surong smiled warmly, “Jiaojiao, I think you need more support right now. As for our matters, there’s still much to discuss. If we go rashly, there will be many uncertainties.”
