PFC Chapter 166 is abnormally stimulating.
Chapter 166 is abnormally stimulating.
The God of Bliss never expected that Shen Qingyao would show no fear whatsoever at his chilling threat.
In that instant, the entire statue of the God of Bliss seemed to be impacted by an invisible force, and began to tremble and twist violently. Its originally solemn and dignified face now appeared ferocious and terrifying due to anger.
However, Shen Qingyao remained unusually calm in the face of the God of Bliss's frenzied behavior.
She stood there quietly, staring coldly at the God of Bliss, her deep eyes filled with undisguised mockery.
In fact, Shen Qingyao's deliberate provocation of the God of Bliss was not an impulsive or reckless act.
She knew a principle well: whether mortal or deity, when they fall into extreme anger, they often unconsciously expose their own weaknesses.
Therefore, while the God of Bliss was raging, Shen Qingyao kept a close eye on his every move, not letting go of any clues, and tried her best to find the fatal flaw of this powerful being, so as to find a way to escape this sea of consciousness.
"Shen Qingyao, I will tear you to pieces and make sure your soul is scattered and you never have a chance to be reborn!"
The roar of the God of Bliss, filled with murderous intent and resentment, echoed endlessly in his sea of consciousness, but as time passed, the roar gradually faded away until it finally disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, Shen Qingyao suddenly felt dizzy and was once again enveloped in endless darkness before losing consciousness completely.
After an unknown amount of time, when Shen Qingyao slowly opened her eyes, she found that the sky outside was completely covered by night.
In the pitch black, only a few stars twinkled faintly.
Just then, a series of urgent and heavy knocks came from outside the door, “thump thump thump…” This sudden sound broke the silence inside the house.
Shen Qingyao frowned, rubbed her slightly swollen temples vigorously, and then quickly sat up from the bed.
"who is it?"
Her voice remained cold and icy, with a hint of barely concealed impatience.
"Ah Yao, it's me."
Meng Shuqin's gentle and peaceful voice, like a spring breeze, drifted softly in from outside the door.
Upon hearing that familiar and warm voice, Shen Qingyao, who had been sitting at the table with her brows furrowed in deep thought, felt most of the gloom in her heart dissipate instantly, and her tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.
Shen Qingyao stood up nimbly, as if she couldn't wait, and walked quickly towards the door without the slightest hesitation or pause.
Just as her slender, fair hand was about to touch the door latch, a surge of violent and ruthless anger suddenly welled up in her chest like a tidal wave.
Shen Qingyao's expression suddenly turned cold, and she immediately realized that the troublesome Bliss God within her body must have started causing trouble again!
She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the strange feeling churning in her chest, while trying to conceal the coldness that had just appeared on her face.
After she calmed down a bit, she reached out and gently opened the door.
"Mom, why are you here?"
When the door was fully open, Shen Qingyao revealed a faint smile and asked Meng Shuqin, who was standing outside the door, in a soft voice.
At this moment, Meng Shuqin's gaze fell on her daughter Shen Qingyao, and her eyes instantly filled with love and tenderness.
Behind her, two obedient and clever maids were carefully carrying some exquisite food.
"Ah Yao, you've been traveling around with that irresponsible brat all this time, you must be suffering! I know him, he's always been a carefree person who doesn't know how to take care of others. Look at you, you've gotten so thin in just a short time, your cheeks aren't as round as they used to be!"
As Meng Shuqin spoke, she stepped forward and gently stroked Shen Qingyao's slightly thin face, her carefulness as if she were handling a porcelain doll.
With a face full of concern, Meng Shuqin reached out a hand and tightly grasped Shen Qingyao's slender, slightly cold hand.
With his other hand, he gently stroked Shen Qingyao's delicate, fair cheek with loving care, his gaze as tender as water, filled with endless heartache.
"My dear child, I need to tell you that we women must take good care of ourselves! Never let your body suffer, otherwise it will be much harder to recover. I know your personality too well; no matter what happens, you're always the first to rush in, and you've had countless injuries, big and small. So, this time you need to take good care of yourself, understand?"
Meng Shuqin spoke earnestly, leading Shen Qingyao into the house as she spoke.
As soon as she stepped into the room, Meng Shuqin hurriedly called out to the maids to place the jars and plates filled with various tonics and delicacies on the table.
For a moment, the room was filled with an enticing aroma that made one's mouth water.
Shen Qingyao quietly felt the deep care and tenderness that Meng Shuqin conveyed, and a warm current seemed to surge in her heart, making her feel warm and deeply moved.
In her heart, Meng Shuqin, to some extent, truly filled the void left by her birth mother, Liu Shuyi, in terms of warmth and care.
That's why, no matter how much Meng Shuqin nagged or carefully taught her, Shen Qingyao never felt annoyed.
"Mom, don't worry, I'm really fine."
Shen Qingyao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sweet smile. She then gently took Meng Shuqin's hand and pulled her to sit down at the table.
Hearing Shen Qingyao sweetly call out "Mom," Meng Shuqin felt as if her heart was being soaked in a vat of honey.
The sweet taste quickly spread, making her feel lightheaded and even dizzy, completely disoriented.
Meng Shuqin was overjoyed and thought to herself, "Thank goodness! Although Ayao wants to divorce that brat Si Jingnian, she is still willing to acknowledge me as her mother."
His joy was palpable, and a radiant smile, as bright as spring flowers, bloomed on his face.
When Shen Qingyao saw Meng Shuqin suddenly smile like a blooming flower, she was completely baffled.
She wondered to herself, full of suspicion: What's wrong with my mother-in-law? Why is she suddenly so happy, as if she's found a fortune? Could it be that my suggestion to divorce Si Jingnian has upset her?
Upon closer examination, it's not entirely impossible. After all, Si Jingnian is an exceptionally outstanding man, and in his mother's eyes, he is probably even more perfect and flawless.
Now, upon suddenly hearing that she was to divorce him, she, as his mother, naturally found it difficult to accept.
Thinking of this, Shen Qingyao felt a pang of guilt and cautiously asked:
"Mom, what...what's wrong with you?"
As she spoke, her voice trembled slightly, her heart pounding as if a lively little rabbit was leaping inside her, and she even felt a pang of guilt.
Thinking about how she had completely controlled someone else's son and then just wanted to leave, and now that her mother-in-law had been traumatized and become somewhat abnormal, Shen Qingyao suddenly felt that she had committed a terrible mistake, an unforgivable sin!