Everything that happened after that had little to do with Liao Tingyan.
Before they returned to Luojing, they heard the news of Chen Yun's death, which shocked Liao Tingyan. The hero of the original novel just died like that? This is too unreal! He died so casually!
Look at the second male lead who killed the original male lead, who is sitting in the carriage to rest. Apart from looking a little listless, everything else is fine.
In Yaozhou, due to the death of King Qinnan and Chen Yun, there was a leaderless situation and a power struggle broke out. The son of the Prime Minister, with the help of Qin Taibao, broke through the city of Yaozhou and completely purged the rebel forces. There was also the uprising army of disaster victims gathered by Chen Yun, but it was not as large as in the original novel, and most of them did not have the determination to fight to the death. Seeing that the situation was clear, they began to disperse slowly and chose to return to their hometowns.
Because there was no mass death like in the original novel, and there was no subsequent plague, Liao Tingyan was not clear about the specific situation. She only heard some rumors occasionally, such as when a certain place was hit by a disaster, His Majesty sent a child of a certain family to deal with it. Because of his outstanding performance, he was rewarded and promoted by His Majesty, and the entire family was reused. The Duan family gradually became quiet, and several old ministers resigned. How many ups and downs there were in this process were invisible to Liao Tingyan.
After returning to the palace, she couldn't help feeling a little dazed when she saw the familiar palace. When she heard the beautiful ladies and palace maids calling her Her Majesty the Queen, Liao Tingyan felt even more dazed.
Although the male protagonist of the original novel died and she did not follow the original route, she still became the queen in the same ending as the original novel.
There were fewer beauties in the palace, and those who remained seemed to shrink back in fear every time they looked at her. Liao Tingyan felt as if she were a bomb that would kill a bunch of people if touched.
In fact, she thought similarly, because her assassination was related to a beauty in the palace, and the beauties in the palace were implicated and experienced another bloody storm, and their courage was almost broken. Although the imperial concubine... the current Queen still looked harmless, the Majesty behind her had a face that was ready to kill at any time.
I'm so scared. I dare not provoke you.
The process of Liao Tingyan becoming the queen was very smooth, and no one in the court dared to oppose it. Compared with the battle of wits and courage in the original novel where the male protagonist tried his best to balance the forces in the court and finally killed the female supporting role as queen, and finally sent the original heroine to the position of queen, her process was like a rocket rising to heaven.
For Liao Tingyan, there was no difference between being a queen and a concubine, because her life was the same as before... No, there was one difference, there was a nightlife.
On a dark and windy night, Sima Jiao woke her up in the middle of the night and put her to sleep without saying a word.
Oh, man, he keeps saying no, saying he dislikes it, but what about now? Doesn't his face hurt
On the third night, when he was woken up again, Liao Tingyan couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, don't you think this kind of thing is disgusting? If so, let's not do it. You've already proved it, and I really believe it!"
Sima Jiao put his hand on her cheek and said, "I find other people disgusting now, but you are not disgusting. You are different from other people."
Liao Tingyan: “…”
After a moment of silence, she sighed, raised her hand and pulled down Sima Jiao's head, "Okay, Your Majesty, come on."
Although they had a night life, they did not have a prince, because neither of them wanted one. The country needed an heir, so Sima Jiao chose one from the side branch and brought him to the palace for training. The child was very honest and timid, and usually did not dare to come to see Liao Tingyan, because Sima Jiao was mostly by her side, and seeing her was equivalent to seeing Sima Jiao. The ministers in the court were afraid of Sima Jiao, not to mention that he was a child.
Liao Tingyan felt sorry for him being a child away from home, so she often asked people to send him some cakes and food, which she thought were delicious. Sima Jiao never stopped her from doing these things. It should be said that he basically did not stop her from doing anything. On the contrary, Liao Tingyan occasionally stopped him from doing something. Although he was still a tyrant, he had Empress Liao who was "concerned about the country and the people". In order to make her "relaxed and fat", he did many things that benefited the people without realizing it.
Because the queen liked it, Sima Jiao opened many trade routes, and the places along the trade routes gradually became prosperous. The prosperous business development improved people's lives, especially Luo. One year, Liao Tingyan asked Sima Jiao to take her to the streets, and suddenly found that compared with previous years, the spirits of people walking on the streets were much better, and there were more novel goods and gadgets.
When they returned to the palace that night, Liao Tingyan took the initiative to hug Sima Jiao and fell asleep in his arms.
That's great, this is the best ending she could have imagined.
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Chen Yun arrived at the transfer station with a dark face. He still looked like Chen Yun, but his expression, which should have been bright, was now so gloomy that water could drip from it.
"System, what's going on? Come out!"
—"I regret to inform you that the world you belong to has been separated from the plot, and your character has been deprived of the status of 'male protagonist'. This world no longer belongs to you."
Chen Yun didn't speak for a long time, his eyes full of unwillingness. After a long time, he pinched his fingers and said, "Forget it, it's just a small world, it's gone, it's gone, this time it's my carelessness. Now I want to know the ending of those two people." A mere supporting role actually killed him and robbed his woman. He didn't believe that the heroine could really love that kind of person.
After the system fluctuated in front of his eyes for a moment, images began to appear. Chen Yun closed his eyes out of habit and began to sink into the images.
It was in a gorgeous palace. On the bed lay a skinny middle-aged man, and beside the bed sat a beauty. Even though there were faint wrinkles around the corners of her eyes, she was no longer young, and her expression was a little haggard, she was still a great beauty like a bright pearl. These two people were Sima Jiao and Liao Tingyan.
Sima Jiao, who was lying on the bed, was obviously dying. Only his eyes still had a little light. He stared at Liao Tingyan beside the bed and asked her: "Empress, I have always wanted to ask you... Have you loved me all these years?"
Liao Tingyan nodded with tears in her eyes and answered, "Love."
Sima Jiao laughed, shook his head and sighed, "Empress, for so long, I have always been able to see through your lies, but this time I couldn't see any flaws at all. Are you afraid that I will die and you will be buried with me? I know you don't want to die, but I want you to accompany me, so I have left an order that after I die, you will be buried with me in the imperial mausoleum."
"I'm going to take you away..."
After hearing this, Liao Tingyan didn't react much. He lowered his eyes and held the skinny hand.
The hand also held her tightly, as if it wanted to take her into hell together, but slowly, it finally loosened its grip and became colder and colder.
The now grown-up prince came in and knelt at her feet, still as honest as when he was a child. He kowtowed and said respectfully, "Your Highness, please accept my condolences. His Majesty has passed away."
Liao Tingyan suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the old eunuch standing beside him, and said calmly: "Jinde, His Majesty wants me to be buried with him. The poisoned wine should be prepared. Bring it up."
Jin De also knelt down, but did not speak. He only carefully held up a bright yellow silk book and said, "Your Highness, although His Majesty did have this idea, he burned the silk book with his own hands yesterday and kept this copy."
Liao Tingyan seemed to understand something, and took the silk book with some trembling. After a while, she sobbed while holding the silk book. The silk book told her which useful people he left behind, taught her what to do in the future, and also told her where a palace was built for her, so that she could leave Luojing and live there in the future. Everything was planned for her.
He always said that he wanted her to die with him, and he said it for so long, but he gave up at the last moment. Liao Tingyan threw down the silk book, covered her face, and cried, "I have lied to you many times in my life, and you never found out. But you refused to believe the truth I told you at the end. You are really smart all your life, but you are foolish for a moment..."
She is a human being, not a plant or a stone. When she meets such a person, how can she not like him even if others say he is bad
"You don't believe me after I tell you, and yet you insist on asking!" Liao Tingyan cried and threw herself on the couch, raising her hand and slapping the corpse. "I've been ready to go with you for a long time, and now you're telling me to live well on my own, you idiot, get up right there!"
Jin De and the prince were horrified. They had never seen the queen like this before, so they rushed forward to stop her and separate her from Sima Jiao's body.
As Liao Tingyan burst into tears beside the couch, the heavy sound of funeral bells penetrated the palace walls.
…
Chen Yun opened his eyes and cursed, "That dog emperor is so calculating. He came up with that trick in the end. Even if you don't love him at first, you will be moved by him in the end."
— “In this world, both the plot and the emotional lines have completely shifted and cannot be found again.”
Chen Yun said angrily: "I know, no need to remind me again, this is not the only world I have." After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and disappeared.
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Zou Yan woke up from a familiar nightmare. She sat up, looked at the plush blanket under her feet, raised her hand to turn on a desk lamp on the bedside table next to her, fished out her cell phone from the messy pile of toner and facial mask tissues, and glanced at the time on it. It was just five in the morning.
"Huh—" Zou Yan fell back on the bed, covering his eyes.
It has been almost a month since she returned to this world. As time goes by, the life of "Liao Tingyan" in her mind becomes more and more like a dream, as if covered by a veil. But that memory also makes her feel an indescribable strangeness towards this world. Many small things take her a long time to recall. Because of this, she took a month-long vacation from the company.
If I don’t go to work tomorrow, I’ll probably lose this job.
Compared with the cruel reality, the days of eating and sleeping in those years seemed fake. Zou Yan got up, changed his clothes, went out for a morning run, listened to music, and ran three laps along the lake in the nearby park until he was exhausted and didn't think about anything else.
When she returned to the company that day, Zou Yan couldn't remember who several colleagues who greeted her were. She worked inefficiently for a whole day before she slowly got the hang of things.
"Zou Yan, are you well? I think you're a little weird today and you don't like to talk." As the end of the get off work day approached, a female colleague came over to chat, "Hey, a few of us are going to have a dinner party, do you want to go?"
Zou Yan smiled and said, "Let's go. Where are we going to eat?"
A few people chatted and laughed, packed up their things and left work, walked into the elevator, went down to the ninth floor, and a few people came in. The young man in the lead was wearing a suit, with a pale face, and looked irritable and gloomy. Zou Yan looked at him and lost his voice instantly.
Several other female colleagues also stopped talking, huddled together awkwardly, and greeted in a low voice, "Manager Wei."
The man didn't say anything. He looked at them, then at Zou Yan, then turned around and walked into the conference room on the sixth floor with a few people as soon as the elevator opened.
Zou Yan was listening to her colleagues chattering, and was a little confused until someone pulled her and said, "Zou Yan, you may not know that you have been on leave during this period. The person just now was the prince who was parachuted in last week. He is the son of the big boss of the head office and was assigned to our place for training."
Zou Yan: What kind of bloody reincarnation plot is this? Why does this person look so much like Sima Jiao? Or am I crazy? Everyone looks like Sima Jiao
"May I know the name of this immortal who came to earth?" Zou Yan asked.
The female colleague was amused by her and laughed for a while before saying, "His name is Wei Jiao."
Zou Yan: "Are you acting like a spoiled child?"
The female colleague continued to laugh, "No, no, it's burnt."
Zou Yan: I understand, it’s Sima Jiao’s Jiao.
While having dinner with colleagues, Zou Yan kept thinking about the classic domineering CEO plots: "I have 100,000 companies like this, and 1 billion cleaning girls like you..." "Woman, you approach me just for my money." "Very good, you have successfully attracted my attention."
Bah, bullshit about being a boss, he is not the king of the world anymore, and she is not a stunning beauty anymore, they should go back to their own homes and find their own mothers. Liao Tingyan went to accompany Sima Jiao, and now Zou Yan doesn't have to be forced to fall in love with Wei Jiaojiao.
She, Zou Yan, would rather die of poverty and quit her job than fall in love with Wei Jiao.
The next day, Zou Yan ran into Wei Jiao again in the elevator. This new manager, her boss's boss, was a noble, cold, and bad-tempered pretty boy who was notoriously unfriendly. But he suddenly asked her, "What's your name? Do you work in this company too? Why haven't I seen you before?"
There was a familiar illusion of being dominated by a tyrant. Zou Yan smiled falsely, "I am indeed an employee of the company, in the art department, my name is Zou Yan."
At noon, she met the prince in the cafeteria. He ate in the cafeteria like ordinary employees. Liao Tingyan looked at his plate unconsciously. He threw it away after taking only two bites. She suddenly felt like she had returned to the desolate pre-liberation era. Sima Jiao had Empress Liao Tingyan, and he ate more consciously.
Forget it, this is Wei Jiaojiao, not Sima Sajiao, what does it have to do with her if she doesn’t eat
In the afternoon in the tea room, Zou Yan saw the prince again, pouring tea in the tea room.
Zou Yan: "..." Don't you have a tea room on the 12th floor? Why do you have to go to the 10th floor to drink water
Wei Jiao poured some water, impatiently poured out two pills, swallowed them, and gulped down the water. Seeing Zou Yan looking at him, he turned his head and looked over. After looking for a while, he said, "This is medicine, not candy."
Zou Yan: I’m not a fool that can’t see it.
She still put on a fake smile, called out "Manager Wei", and was about to leave with her cup of water when Wei Jiao stopped her.
Zou Yan turned around, and Wei Jiao stared into her eyes for a long time before saying, "When can we be together?"
Zou Yan: “…???” What did you say? My hearing is not good and I don’t seem to hear it clearly
We went to the tea room to drink water and bumped into several female colleagues who were there: “…???” What earth-shattering gossip did we hear
The next day, the news that Zou Yan and the airborne prince were in love spread throughout the company, and even the security guards at the door knew about it. Zou Yan's denial could not stop the gossiping public. Some high-ranking officials who were interested in gossip did not believe the news and asked Wei Jiao half-jokingly, "Manager Wei, I heard that you and Xiao Zou from the art department are in love?"
Wei Jiao turned his eyes away from the computer screen in front of him and looked at the person who was speaking: "No."
The man understood and was about to say that young girls these days were not practical and were just thinking about doing these things. Before he could say anything, he heard Wei Jiao say, "I think we should get married."
The senior executives in the conference room: “…???”
By the afternoon, the rumor had spread that Zou Yan had actually been married to Wei Jiao a long time ago, and the long vacation she had taken was for her honeymoon. Her colleagues were all begging why she didn't send out wedding candy.
Zou Yan: Wake up! It’s fake! It’s all fake!
A few days later, in the company lobby, Zou Yan saw a beautiful woman who pulled her in a familiar manner and said, "You and Gillian are not young anymore. When are you going to have a child? If you two don't want to take care of the child, you can send it home and let me take care of it."
Zou Yan: "Sister, who are you?"
The beauty smiled gently: "I am Gillian's mother."
Zou Yan: Damn…
She found Wei Jiao and said, "Ancestor, please stop playing with me!"
Wei Jiao looked at her and suddenly laughed, "You clearly remember me, but you still pretend not to know me."
Zou Yan: “!?”
Wei Jiao: "Didn't I tell you that you have to accompany me?"
Zou Yan took a long time to say: "If someone else comes, it will definitely be a drama of sadomasochism with you."
Wei Jiao raised his hand and pinched the back of her neck, revealing a mouthful of sharp white teeth: "So, no one else, only you."
(End of this short story)
The author has something to say: Okay, the first story is over, and now comes the second story.