Chapter 511: You're not worthy. Sister Shen truly lives up to being the great queen

"You're not worthy."

"Wah~"

Shen Qingli's voice.

And Xiao Xiao Li's crying sounded at the same time.

It's not that he actually understood that previous sentence.

But his father pinched him, and it hurt badly, he understands.

"Ah!"

Xiao Xiao Li, crying with red eyes, also hit his father!

The Nine Li were all dazed, for the first time feeling their brains couldn't keep up.

Shen Qingli seemed also interrupted, she looked toward the two of them.

"Wah~"

Xiao Xiao Li, noticing, already stretched out her hands toward her mother, wanting a hug~

That snot-and-tear-soaked miserable look is truly pitiful…

Thus, Shen Qingli hadn't even realized what she had done!

She just conjured a glazed glass bubble, covering that poor little one.

"Wah~"

The crying Xiao Xiao Li gave a hard poke! She burst the glazed glass bubble, hugged her mother's neck, and cried softly~

This time she really cried! Her tears moistened Shen Qingli's skin…

This made Shen Qingli, who had reacted and wanted to throw the child back, instinctively hug the little one before thinking.

"……"

The silent Di Jin saw this.

That slight guilt vanished instantly.

Of course, the sudden feeling of injustice also disappeared.

He just lost control of his emotions, which is why he accidentally hurt the child.

He hadn't expected…

…that he'd pinched out a good result.

As expected, a crying child gets milk.

As expected, the wife-master sister still has them in her heart.

Di Jin's hanging heart finally settled, however——

He had only relaxed halfway when he realized he'd gotten happy too soon.

In his mother's embrace, a certain little one, crying and crying, suddenly struggled to lift his own little pant leg?

"Ah~"

Xiao Xiao Li pointed at her bruised, tender little leg, accusing her father's violence!

Moreover, he no longer cried loudly, but cried with "pear blossoms and rain", rolling tears while pointing at his suffering leg, that little appearance…

The Nine Li all wanted to sing him a little bok choy song.

If not for constant companionship, he'd suspect a certain childhood groom of abusing his own child.

Anyway, Shen Qingli had already been scrutinizing Di Jin with a strange gaze.

"……"

Di Jin finally understood "karma".

Although he still felt his actions toward that dead father were correct.

But this child is indeed…

Quite scheming.

And all of it is used to deal with this father and this sister-as-mother.

At this moment, Di Jin already understood what his child intended to do.

Well, Xiao Xiao Li has already stopped crying, just softly leaning in her mother's embrace, looking exhausted from crying and very sad…

The Nine Li also finally understood, instantly giving Di Jin a suspicious glance—could this be the tactic of the big green-tea teachings' little green-tea?

The key is——

Whether it's the former Shen Qingli!

Or the Shen Qingli who, after returning to her position, obviously changed!

All fall for this.

She no longer considered tossing the child back, and gently patted the little one's back, soothing his emotions, letting him sleep peacefully.

The little one really did calm down, truly gripping his mother's collar, and fell asleep with two streaks of tears, as if he hadn't slept at all before being abused by his father.

And at this moment——

Di Furong also finally reacted!

Of course, Di Lao Gui and Wen Yuan also only just came to their senses.

A certain little one's tearful performance also bewitched them all.

"You, you just said what?" Di Furong asked, somewhat breaking her composure.

Consequently, her voice rose a bit, but Shen Qingli's status placed here, she actually still didn't dare to act rashly.

But the little one in Shen Qingli's arms, whose eyes had just closed, suddenly jerked awake! And gave a shudder…

Shen Qingli instantly gave Di Furong a cold look.

Di Furong, who was already kneeling, instantly kowtowed.

She no longer dared to look up at Shen Qingli.

Di Furong hurriedly admitted her mistake, saying, "What you said is correct; I, your subject, am unworthy to receive your marriage grant."

Di Lao Gui also hurriedly chimed in, saying, "My lord, please quell your anger; it is I who failed to educate my daughter well."

However, Di Furong, still unwilling, went on, "Could the Young Lord be a suitable match? Please—"

"I am also unworthy," Di Jin interrupted, saying, "My elder sister has never granted a marriage to anyone. Furthermore, you and I are of the same lineage, making marriage impossible, which goes against propriety."

"Brother Jin?" Di Furong exclaimed in shock, "You are the deity worshipped by our clan; although our entire clan bears your surname Di, we truly have no blood relation whatsoever!"

"Yes." These words were spoken by Di Lao Gui, and he finally understood! Why the Young Lord was reborn as the offspring of his own junior generation—it turns out the root lies here!

The perceptive Di Lao Gui quickly explained, "The Young Lord is not a rebirth returning to his position, but a reincarnation; he is now the 190th generation junior of our Di clan."

Of course, given the Young Lord's cultivation of our clan, he remains our clan's deity, but he has indeed formed a blood relation with you and us.

Di Furong was utterly stunned……

What does "190th generation junior" even mean?

By this reckoning, she would even be Brother Jin's great-grand aunt!

"Correct; by seniority, you should also be called an old ancestor,"

"I dare not!" Di Lao Gui knelt directly, saying, "No matter what, you are our clan's deity! Your willingness to be reborn into our clan is our clan's honor and fortune!"

"It's fine," Di Jin replied with a hollow smile, also choosing not to hold Di Furong's rashness against her, after all, the old man was still quite perceptive.

"If the Young Lord has no other business and the lord has no further orders, I will first take Furong to take my leave." Di Lao Gui, seeing that enough had been said, hurriedly offered his farewell.

However, his daughter lacked his perceptiveness.

"No, no!" Di Furong was already shaking her head.

"How could we be related? I don't want this! I, Brother Jin——"

Di Furong looked at Di Jin with tears, unable to believe that the Young Lord, who had always cared for her since childhood, would show her not even a shred of pity.

She is, after all, the first beauty recognized across the thirty-three heavens! No man—not even any male—would fail to be captivated by her beauty, yet——

Di Jin showed no reaction, after all, in his eyes, who could surpass the beauty of his wife's elder sister? That simply does not exist. Moreover, in fact, there is none.

Shen Qingli is the ancestor of all creation; her being embodies utter goodness and beauty, the true manifestation of perfect perfection.

But her beauty is truly exalted! It is a beauty that no living being dares to covet.

Even Dao Feng would only dare to direct his lust toward Shen Qingli in her mortal state.

When she returns to her rightful place! Even if Dao Feng has already dared to rebel, he would not dare to harbor even the slightest ill will toward her.

This, is authority.

"Still, addressing him as the Young Lord is appropriate."

Di Jin had also grasped his own authority and spoke.

Those jet-black eyes gathered the aloof coldness of looking down upon all creation.

Even though Shen Qingli was still in the hall, he sat in the chief seat.

But at this moment, Di Jin truly was the lord of the hall.

What tantrums, what grievances—where are they now?

Only a power equal to Shen Qingli's remains!

……

Di Furong even forgot how to phrase her words.

At that moment, Di Lao Gui dragged her out of the hall.

She still felt lingering fear!

Wen Yuan, however, had not yet withdrawn.