Yun was kicked so hard that she vomited blood, her almond-shaped eyes filled with despair.
Yes, she was initially jealous of Gu's mother and went to great lengths to drive her away. Later, she poisoned Gu Sijin in an attempt to kill him.
But that was all Gu's mother and Gu Sijin's fault!
Why did Gu's mother hog the position of the principal wife and refuse to give it to her? Just because someone married a few years earlier doesn't mean they have to be the principal wife.
Furthermore, Gu Sijin has already been driven out of the capital, why didn't he just die there instead of coming back and causing her family to be ruined?!
Seeing Yun's tears, Sun Ziyu felt heartbroken and hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, gently comforting her, "Mother, don't cry. I know that Acheng has a few houses outside. Let's go there to settle down first."
Even though Yuwen Cheng's family home was raided, at least their outer residence was still there, so they wouldn't be too destitute.
… …
"A-Yuan~"
My darling~
"My lord~"
"Good morning, get up and hurry up and make me breakfast!"
He fainted and then woke up; there was hardly a good spot on his body.
Si Jin harbored a little resentment and, with a smile on her face, went to call the large wolfhound beside her.
"Hmm..." Yuwen Linyuan responded, rubbed his eyes, and stood up: "What do you want to eat?"
"Three no-sticks, the egg yolks need to be beaten finely, and it needs to be sweet, like a round full moon." Si Jin closed her eyes and bluntly gave the menu.
"I also have blue and white crane corn porridge, the white crane should be carved from radish, and three-delicacy dumplings, I'd like to add shrimp. Make them for me if you want them!"
He lay there peacefully, speaking entirely through breathy, soft voices, without a single flaw.
But for the young prince who rarely cooks, it's practically torture.
Gu the Fox!
Yuwen Linyuan muttered to himself, knowing that Honghu Jin was probably blaming him for being too harsh last night, so he didn't say anything, kissed her forehead, and replied with a "okay".
Jinjin likes him to be a little crazy, but afterwards, she will punish him openly or secretly.
During their time together, he had figured out the routine and was willing to indulge her like this, enjoying it immensely.
After busying himself in the kitchen for a while, Yuwen Linyuan failed to cook a single dish. So he tried to make some sweet paste (cream) using egg whites, milk, sugar, and other ingredients.
The little wolfhound didn't know what it was, but thinking it might make the sweet-toothed Jinjin happy, he took it along with the berries (strawberries).
It's not berry season now; these were sent from southern Xinjiang on his second day with Jinjin.
"A thousand miles of dust rises as the imperial concubine smiles." His beloved concubine is so beautiful and charming; she's practically forcing him down the path of a tyrant.
In the end, Yuwen Linyuan only took strawberry dessert and corn porridge over, and said several kind words.
Sure enough, Jinjin calmed down after eating.
Before leaving, he gave the young wolfhound an extra kiss. After Yuwen Linyuan closed the door and left, the tenderness in his eyes vanished without a trace.
"Youngest son." He connected with Xiao Yao using his divine sense: "You just said that Yuwen Cheng and the Yun family mother and daughter are now living in a house in the suburbs?"
【Yes, yes.】 Xiao Yao raised her furry paw and showed the system page to Si Jin: 【However, Yun Shi and Gou Cheng are both seriously injured and need Sun Ziyu to take care of them. They probably won't be able to get out of bed for ten days or half a month.】
Can't get out of bed? Si Jin was a little disappointed: What's the point of my scheme then? Let's wait and see.
As she spoke, Peach Blossom's eyes were filled with a cold indifference: "I'll kill the old emperor first."
A corrupt official who had fallen into prostitution casually uttered the words that he wanted to kill the emperor. Anyone who heard this would be so shocked that they would be speechless for a long time, or even take it as a joke.
However, just half a day later, in the afternoon, all the people in the city watched as the old emperor, who was seriously injured and unable to recover, staggered to the Qunfang Pavilion, kneeling every three steps.
His head was covered in blood from hitting the ground, and he had lost his hands. He could only crawl on the ground, timidly looking up at Si Jin in the high place.
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