Young Master’s Fierce Wife

Shen Yijia happened to be full. She burped and looked at the person standing opposite her. She asked despite knowing the answer, "Does the Empress Dowager want to eat it too?"

Eunuch Yu’s temples throbbed as he reminded her, "Madam Song, you should get up and bow to the empress dowager."

Shen Yijia said, "Oh."

She didn’t move.

She came from a mental hospital and did not know those rules and etiquettes.

Empress Dowager Zhou closed her eyes and tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart. She sat down opposite Shen Yijia and looked at her with burning eyes. "Don’t you feel guilty at all?"

Shen Yijia blinked. Was the old woman not going to use force?

She was baffled. "I didn’t do anything wrong. Why should I feel guilty?"

Empress Dowager Zhou slammed the table angrily and said sternly, "Even if you didn’t harm Ce’er, would he have died if he didn’t send the Demon Guards to protect you? No! It’s fine if you don’t feel guilty, but look at what you’ve done in the past two days. You’ve repeatedly violated the rules. You’re simply fooling around."

Shen Yijia froze.