The marriage of the male protagonist and the female protagonist was approaching, and Prime Minister Yue also went to the emperor to marry Lin Zhiyu and Nanfeng.
Before getting married, Lin Zhiyu still lived with Nan Feng. The two played dog food day and night, and Ying said he was both happy and sad.
Perhaps because he had no sense of security, Nanfeng was like a little tail, following Lin Zhiyu wherever he went.
On weekdays, Lin Zhiyu cooked for Nanfeng as usual. If she went out for fun, she would tell him about the scenery.
On top of the boat is a pair of beauties leaning against each other. The man is unparalleled in elegance and the woman is unparalleled in beauty.
"Feng Lang, the sun is going down soon, and the carmine stained by the clouds is really like the color of your face when you blush."
Nan Feng gently touched her face and placed a thin kiss on her forehead. "It should be similar to your lip color."
If Nanfeng was like a thousand-year-old iceberg on weekdays, then in front of Lin Zhiyu she was like spring water. He never thought that there would be someone who could change him to this point.
There is no summer insect chirping, the distant river blends into the night, the rustling wind occasionally blows, the moon has also entered the water, and the starry sky is bright tonight.
Compared with Lin Zhiyu and Nan Feng's daily love, Wei Xiaoyun and Nan Yujin's side was extremely bad.
Wei Xiaoyun is pregnant.
But she was just a concubine, not to mention that she and Nan Yujin had not yet consummated their marriage.
There has never been a rule in the Southern Kingdom for a concubine to have a son, and Nan Yujin's love for her was far less than his cherishing of his own reputation.
He can still have children, but if his reputation is ruined, it will not be easy to reverse his reputation among the people.
"Xiaoyun, don't blame me, we can't keep this child." Looking at Wei Xiaoyun whose face was full of tears, Nan Yujin felt a trace of unbearability in her heart, but thinking of the rules of the southern country, she suppressed that trace of unbearability.
"No, brother Yujin, this is our child..." Wei Xiaoyun knelt on the ground, hugged Nan Yujin's legs and cried.
At this moment, her bun was messy, her eyes were red, the rouge on her face was washed away by tears, and her pale face could not be concealed.
Nan Yujin made up her mind and said directly to the maid next to her: "What are you still waiting for? Feed her the medicine!"
"No, no..." Wei Xiaoyun struggled desperately, his voice getting sharper and shriller, and finally his mouth was still blocked by the potion, leaving only a helpless whimper.
Feeling a cramp in his abdomen, Wei Xiaoyun touched his flat belly as if he had lost his soul, his bloodless lips were trembling.
Her child is gone... This is her first child! She was looking forward to his arrival with great anticipation. Why? Why does this happen!
Wei Xiaoyun's eyes widened and he looked at the direction Nan Yujin was leaving, hatred gradually taking over his entire eyes.
System: Host, the blackness value of the heroine has increased again.
Lin Zhiyu: What happened to her
System: Her baby was aborted by the male protagonist.
Lin Zhiyu squirted out a sip of tea. Good guy, Nan Yujin is so ruthless that he can even kill his own children.
The child is gone, but the biological father is the one who did it. No wonder the heroine turns evil.
On the tenth day of the lunar month, it rained heavily on the wedding day of Nan Yujin and Wei Xiaoyun. The brazier went out on its own before the bride even stepped over the brazier. Xi Niang scolded her as "bad luck".
The bride was like a puppet at the mercy of Xi Niang. After paying her respects, she entered the bridal chamber. The groom and the official stayed to drink with the guests.
The wedding feast lasted until late at night.
Nan Yujin entered the bridal chamber drunkenly, and the bride was still sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for him to remove her hijab.
"Xiaoyun, please wait a long time. I'll come..."
"Pfft".
The sound of the blade sinking into flesh was particularly obvious at night.
Wei Xiaoyun lifted the hijab himself and looked at Nan Yujin with a ferocious face, watching the man's face twisted in pain and letting out a low laugh.
Nan Yujin strangled her neck angrily. Wei Xiaoyun's eyes widened, he pulled out the dagger in his hand and penetrated Nan Yujin's neck directly.
Lin Zhiyu was holding hands with his villain, and was caught off guard by the system's scream.
"F*ck! Host! The male protagonist is dead!"
Lin Zhiyu:
On the wedding night, the third prince was stabbed to death in the new house, and Concubine Yun was missing.
By the time the housekeeper discovered it, the third prince's body was already cold, his eyes were open, and he refused to close his eyes.
But after Nan Yujin died, the world did not collapse. The system took another look, and for the second time it smelled sweet.
This nigga, Nan Yujin is no longer the male protagonist! The male protagonist actually became the emperor!
"You mean, the male protagonist's aura is now on the emperor?" Lin Zhiyu looked strange, "Tell me what the male protagonist's aura is for, Nan Yujin was killed so easily."
System: The male protagonist was killed by the female protagonist.
Lin Zhiyu: ... She just wanted to say well done.
The system went crazy: Didn’t you say you wanted them to have lovers and get married
Lin Zhiyu: You’re already married, why don’t you call them a couple
In the previous life, the entire family of the Prime Minister's Mansion was executed after Nan Yujin ascended the throne.
It's ridiculous that Nan Yujin thought it was her kindness to spare the original owner's life, but she didn't know how miserable the original owner's life would be in the palace without the family's influence but occupying the lower position.
In the end, due to the heroine's deliberate suppression and frame-up, the original owner was demoted to Chang Zai. Because he was worried every day and missed his family, the original owner was only twenty years old when he left.
I thought I was a good husband that I could trust for the rest of my life, but how did I know that he turned out to be a jackal, tiger, and leopard
The original owner's resentment reached its peak at the moment she passed away, and the system she sensed made a deal with her.
System: The reason why Nan Yujin became the emperor was because he wrote a policy paper, which covered everything from national management to village governance.
The original owner secretly handed this policy paper to Prime Minister Yue for him, which was appreciated by Prime Minister Yue. Prime Minister Yue also made good friends with other important ministers.
Over time, most of the officials in the court felt that the third prince was more suitable for that position than the inaction emperor.
The most important reason is that during that time, the emperor secretly dealt with many people because of suspicion of Nan Yujin. But even if it was handled secretly, how could the ministers in the DPRK not know who did it
When Nan Yujin led the troops to surround the palace, the emperor had already lost his support, but he succeeded easily.
But this time, because Lin Zhiyu was not with him, his connection with Prime Minister Yue was severed.
A single move can affect the whole body. It can be said that Nan Yujin's death has a great relationship with her.
Lin Zhiyu felt a little relieved inexplicably. Thinking that if the original owner could come back to her life again, Nan Yujin would probably be on her revenge list.
Wei Xiaoyun defected to the emperor, which Lin Zhiyu had guessed early on.
On the second day after entering the palace, she was named Concubine Rou and lived in Yunhe Palace.
"Your Majesty, the origin of Concubine Rou is unknown. How can she become one of the four concubines?"
"Your Majesty, think twice!"
"Your Majesty..."
"Okay!" The emperor interrupted the complaining ministers, "Should you be the concubine or should I be the concubine?"
All those who advised him to think twice were demoted from official positions, and for a while no one dared to speak again.
Lin Zhiyu clearly felt dissatisfaction as he listened to the news his father brought from the palace.
"The origin of Concubine Rou is unknown. The Emperor loves her so much. What if she is a spy sent by the Northern Kingdom..."
The South Kingdom and the North Kingdom have always been at war with each other over the years. If it were normal, that would be fine. But what he did now naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of many ministers in the DPRK.
"Don't worry, Dad, Concubine Rou is definitely not from the Northern Kingdom. Maybe my daughter still knows her." Lin Zhiyu comforted her.
"Really?" Prime Minister Yue was dubious. Most of his daughter's acquaintances were ladies from high families, but he had never heard of a lady from a certain family who had entered the palace
As if to confirm Lin Zhiyu's words, she received the order the next day. Wei Xiaoyun summoned Lin Zhiyu into the palace in the name of reminiscing about the past.
Lin Zhiyu pretended not to know that Concubine Rou was Wei Xiaoyun, and followed the maid into Yunhe Palace.
The decoration of Yunhe Palace is extremely luxurious.
The winding corridor is bordered by rockeries and running water, and the precious flowers and plants look very ordinary among the many flowers and plants.
The maid led Lin Zhiyu to the main hall and then retreated.
The seats in the main hall are all carved from fine mahogany with exquisite carvings. There is a huge diamond-shaped bronze mirror in the hall, reflecting the floor covered with gold bricks.
A jade screen separates the outer hall from the inner hall.
The huge outer hall was empty, not even a maid serving tea.
"Concubine Rou, are you there? Is your palace so poor? Why don't you even have a maid to serve tea?" Lin Zhiyu shouted while sitting on a stool.
Wei Xiaoyun in the inner hall was not angry to death after hearing this, and ordered a few maids to go out and deal with it first.
I thought that Lin Zhiyu would obediently wait in the palace for an hour until she came over, but who knew that Lin Zhiyu actually regarded her Yunhe Palace as his own home, and even used the palace maids without courtesy.
(End of chapter)