Song Luan was still beaten up by Zhao Nanyu, as the jealous person's bottom line would not be challenged. Her mouth was a little painful from being bitten, and all the rouge on it was eaten clean by Zhao Nanyu.
After lunch, the Queen deliberately asked all the female relatives to stay and talk, and Shi Ge'er was still accompanied by Zhao Nanyu.
She followed a group of noble ladies into the palace. The Queen was majestic, graceful, with a faint smile on her lips, and she looked beautiful even with heavy makeup.
The queen smiled and ordered, "Come here, give the ladies seats."
Song Luan sat in the second seat on her right, oblivious to what was happening outside, with an expression that said, "I'm just here to have some tea."
The Queen's eyes fell on her impartially and she asked, "Miss Song, why are you the only one here?"
"The child is naughty and has a little temper. His father is trying to comfort him now." Song Luan said calmly, "I hope Your Majesty will not blame me."
The Queen suppressed the smile on her lips and said calmly, "Of course I won't blame you, but I always heard your mother say that Shi Ge'er is cute, so I wanted to meet him."
The "mother" the queen referred to was naturally not Aunt Lin, but her father's wife.
"I heard that you were seriously ill. Are you feeling better now?"
Song Luan replied: "It's OK."
The queen nodded and smiled, "That's good."
The queen's motives were not pure, and her original target was not Song Luan, but Shi Ge'er. She has been having a really hard time these days. She has lost the emperor's heart and has also implicated her family. Her good stepson is not someone who is easy to deal with. Zhao Nanyu, as his stepson's good aide, has perfectly implemented the four words "eradicate the roots" (cut the grass at its roots). Her family has been severely damaged and has been uprooted. All her years of hard work have gone to waste.
She could still tolerate all these. Even if the Sixth Prince ascended the throne in the future, she would still be the noble Empress Dowager. However, Zhao Nanyu was unwilling to let even her son go.
The Tenth Prince was only fifteen years old, and she had given birth to him after ten months of hard work. On the way to Jingzhou, he was assassinated and almost died from his injuries.
She was unwilling and gnashed her teeth in hatred. Fortunately, the Tenth Prince was not in danger of his life, otherwise the Queen would have taken Zhao Nanyu's biological son as a death penalty.
In her eyes, Song Luan was not as valuable as Shi Ge'er. She remembered that the marriage between Zhao Nanyu and Song Luan was not mutually consensual, and the third daughter of the Song family had been spoiled for a long time, which was far from the well-educated and well-mannered girl that Zhao Nanyu liked. Even if she held Song Luan hostage now, she might not be able to get what she wanted from Zhao Nanyu.
The queen still felt a little sympathy for Song Luan. She was not favored by her husband, and her originally healthy body was ruined into a sickly person who could not survive without medicine.
However, the queen also admired Song Luan, who had lived a happy and carefree life in the past few years of her marriage, and she had also heard about her romantic affairs. It’s a pity that the Song family is now doomed, and Zhao Nanyu is afraid that he will start to settle old scores with her.
The queen suddenly became curious. She wondered how Zhao Nanyu would deal with a wife who had cuckolded him so many times.
"I remember that you have several unmarried sisters in your family?"
Song Luan was stunned, "Yes."
But what does it mean to ask her about her family for no reason?
The queen sighed, picked up the teacup and drank a sip of tea, "The Sixth Prince only married a principal wife, and he lacks people to serve him. I am thinking of taking a concubine for the Sixth Prince. Your sister is a good choice."
The first person that came to Song Luan’s mind was Ayun, the girl with the round face.
She was hesitating about how to answer, and the queen said, "I just mentioned it casually. This matter should naturally be discussed with your mother."
"You are right."
As they were talking, a young eunuch rushed in from outside and whispered a few words in the queen's ear. The queen's face changed slightly, but she managed to remain calm. "I have something else to do, so I won't keep you here."
Song Luan stood up, bowed and said goodbye.
Judging from the Queen's expression, something seems to have happened in the palace?
What could it be?
The Sixth Prince has been in a very good mood recently. When he saw Shi Ge'er hanging on Zhao Nanyu's neck, he had the rare desire to tease him and pinched his face. "Ah, I haven't seen you for several months. Shi Ge'er has become more handsome again."
Shi Ge'er turned his face away and refused to even smile.
The Sixth Prince was amused by his disdain for him, and he forcibly took Shige'er from Zhao Nanyu's arms, "Why? You don't like me? I want to hug you."
Shi Ge'er had a sad face, and the words "I'm very unhappy" were almost written on his face. He reached out to Zhao Nanyu and waved his little hand, "Daddy, hug me."
Zhao Nanyu pursed her lips and chuckled, then took him back. The Sixth Prince couldn't help but sigh, "This child's temper is really like yours. He looks cute, but his personality is cold. It's a pity that I gave him a lot of treasures during the New Year, but he didn't even want to let me hold him."
Upon hearing this, Shi Ge'er buried his face in his father's shoulder and retracted himself into his shell like a little turtle.
Zhao Nanyu patted Shige'er's back with his big hand and said, "Children also have tempers."
The Sixth Prince raised his eyebrows, "Okay." After a moment's silence, he added, "Bring him to my palace some other day. Ah Yun will definitely like him when she sees him."
Zhao Nanyu knew that the little girl who followed him like a tail all year round was called Ayun. She looked very naive and ignorant of the world. She probably didn't even notice that she was being eaten by someone.
The Sixth Prince got married not long ago, and it seems that even the new bride cannot keep his heart. I don’t know how important the girl named Ayun is in his heart.
Zhao Nanyu replied calmly: "My child is not for you to play with."
The Sixth Prince looked at him with a smile, "Master Zhao, please don't be stingy."
Zhao Nanyu took two steps back and said, "If you like to give birth yourself."
The smile on the Sixth Prince's lips froze instantly, and he turned the Buddhist beads on his wrist from time to time. He did have a child, but he did not keep the child.
He looked up at the sky in the distance. It seemed to be winter as well. Yes, it was the deep winter of last year. Ayun vomited everything she ate and she hadn't had her period for several months. But she didn't understand anything. In the end, he was the first to discover that something was wrong.
I asked the doctor to see me, and he found out that I was pregnant.
At that time, Ayun excitedly held his arm, her eyes brighter than the stars in the sky, and she asked: "Am I really pregnant?"
Being a father for the first time, he was naturally happy.
But there was no way he could keep the child, without any name or status, and without any clear information.
The Sixth Prince really didn't want to continue recalling this matter, so he looked away and smiled, changing the subject, "By the way, how is my mother's good son now?"
Zhao Nanyu said lightly: "He's not dead, but he won't be a threat anymore."
A person who is almost disabled will never have the chance to become an emperor in this lifetime.
The Sixth Prince pretended to sigh twice, his tone was quite regretful, "Speaking of which, my younger brother is also a good seedling. When he put poison in my bowl when he was a child, his hands did not shake at all. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, he is worthy of being a member of the royal family."
Which part of this imperial city is not stained with blood? They just feel bad that they haven't killed enough people.
Zhao Nanyu took action personally and crippled his hands and feet cleanly and efficiently.
The Sixth Prince smiled with an ambiguous tone, "If the Queen Mother knew about this, she would probably go crazy."
That was her most beloved son, the one she raised in the palm of her hand since childhood.
Zhao Nanyu replied calmly: "I have had the news blocked. The Queen probably doesn't know anything yet."
Most likely all we can find out is that something happened on the way to Jingzhou, but he is not dead.
"Of course I have to tell you this kind of good news in person." The Sixth Prince smiled at him and asked with great interest, "I almost forgot to ask you, what do you want to do with the people of the Song family? I remember you wanted to kill them all before."
Kill them all? It doesn't seem very good. I don't know if he has changed his mind now.
Zhao Nanyu frowned, as if thinking seriously. He didn't reply for a long time, and the Sixth Prince lost his patience and said slowly: "It's not impossible to kill them all, but it would make me seem unrighteous. After all, they were sincere in showing goodwill to me in the beginning."
"Don't touch them." Zhao Nanyu said with a frown.
This answer was beyond his expectations and was really generous. Could the hatred and humiliation caused during those years be wiped out in one stroke? Incredible, he is worthy of being his cousin.
No one except the old emperor knew about the relationship between the Sixth Prince and Zhao Nanyu.
His mother was the elder sister of Zhao Nanyu's mother. Both sisters had bad luck. Because of their outstanding looks, they were easily targeted and sold to brothels to perform but not to sell their bodies.
The emperor may have truly loved his mother and favored her for a while, but this brought disaster upon him. His mother died tragically, and he survived by escaping death by a narrow margin.
For so many years, his father had ignored him and almost treated him as if he didn't exist as a son. However, his name was indeed written on the edict of succession. It’s kind of funny when I think about it.
"Your Highness." The attendant appeared.
"What's up?"
"The Emperor invites you to the Wenhua Palace."
The Sixth Prince thought that his good father would continue to sleep. But it’s good to wake up, and many things should be put to an end.
Zhao Nanyu's eyebrows jumped, "Go ahead, don't be soft-hearted."
The Sixth Prince curled his lips and said word by word: "I can't."
Outside the Wenhua Palace, the Empress, dressed in gorgeous clothes, was waiting anxiously. Without permission, she could not enter even though she was the Empress.
The Sixth Prince bowed to her respectfully and said, "I wish you all the best, mother."
The queen forced a false smile on her face, "You are here too."
"I will go ahead."
"Good boy, serve your father well on behalf of your mother."
Even at this point, both mother and son are still acting and maintaining superficial peace.
"I will definitely convey my mother's sincerity to my father."
As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed open the door of the palace and slowly walked in.
The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine and the light was dim. The Sixth Prince walked to the bedside and slowly knelt down in front of the emperor. Looking at his father who was half dead, he actually had a faint smile on his face, "You are looking for me."
“Cough cough cough… I… cough cough cough…”
The Sixth Prince helped the old man up, and there was a bowl of medicine in his hand. Afraid that he would burn his tongue, the Sixth Prince blew on the medicine himself before putting it into his mouth.
"I know you have never liked me very much."
The emperor was choked by the medicine, and the liquid dripped onto his chin. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
The Sixth Prince gently wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "Go down and tell my mother what you have to say."
He suddenly exerted force with his fingers, pinched the emperor's chin, and poured all the medicine into the emperor's throat. He watched him swallow it all before he withdrew his hand with satisfaction.
"Go with peace of mind. Don't worry, I won't let you go alone."
His beloved woman and doted on little son would go down with him one by one.
The emperor's eyes widened, and soon his fingers fell weakly.
The Sixth Prince helped him close his eyes. Somehow, his eyes became moist. He wiped away the few precious tears from his cheeks and smiled at himself.
The cat cries over the rat - it's false compassion.
The next day, the news of the emperor's death spread throughout the capital.
Song Luan was also shocked when he heard the news. In the original book, the old emperor passed away a month later than now, but everything else remained unchanged, and the final winner was still the Sixth Prince.
In the blink of an eye, another month passed. After the new emperor ascended the throne, he promoted many of his confidants. Zhao Nanyu was promoted to a third-rank official and held great power. He was cruel to his officials and killed many people.
In just one month, no less than twenty people died at his hands, and people were in panic for a while.
At the same time, many people submitted memorials to report him this month. Each memorial was thicker than the last, and they tearfully accused Zhao Nanyu of his brutal behavior.
Inside the Golden Throne Hall, the new emperor threw these memorials to Zhao Nanyu and said with a smile, "There are so many that I can't read them all. I'll trouble Lord Zhao to share my worries."
Zhao Nanyu picked up two books at random, read them, pulled up the corners of his mouth and smiled, and commented with four words, "Bullshit."
The new emperor laughed loudly, then cursed with a hateful tone: "This bunch of old bastards!"
Before the next day, anyone who had reported Zhao Nanyu was taken to the Dali Temple overnight. Zhao Nanyu cleared himself of all charges and explained innocently, "The emperor wants to punish you, and there is nothing I can do."
"Pooh."
Zhao Nanyu stood with his hands behind his back and smiled faintly, "The prison in the Dali Temple is not easy to endure, my lord, please save your energy."
Although his clean hands were stained with many lives, he did not kill innocent people indiscriminately.
It is chilly in spring. The early spring in the capital is no less cold than winter, so cold that it makes people's teeth chatter. The cold wind blowing in my face was like a knife, and it hurt a little when it hit my face.
Song Luan was a person who couldn't sit still. He always wanted to go out for a walk. Maybe it was because he was blown too much by the wind, but after returning to the house, he couldn't stop coughing and his chest ached slightly.
His face finally regained some color, but then turned pale again.
That night, when Zhao Nanyu came back, he smelled blood again. Song Luan covered her nose with her hands when she smelled the smell. She was so disgusted that she jumped back several steps, "What have you been doing again!?"
Murder and robbery? !
According to the plot of the original book, the protagonist has actually only lived half of his life.
After all, this is a two-million-word long novel for women, and it would be impossible to finish it without a lot of melodrama! The male protagonist achieved his wish and became successful. He was promoted step by step and began to settle old scores one by one. Countless people died at his hands.
Of course, those people did it more or less on their own.
The original owner was one of those who were retaliated against.
According to the timeline of the original book, the original owner would have died in less than two years.
Zhao Nanyu had just returned from the Dali Temple, so inevitably there was some dirt on his body. The dungeon was dark and damp, and the ground had long been stained red with blood. He made an exception today and carried out the execution himself, with blood splattered on the hem of his clothes.
He had long been accustomed to it and didn't think it was a big deal, but Song Luan couldn't stand it.
Zhao Nanyu whispered an apology, immediately ordered the servants to fetch water, and only appeared in front of her again after washing and changing clothes.
Song Luan now ignored him and was obsessed with making all kinds of little gadgets for Shi Ge'er. Zhao Nanyu hugged her waist from behind, buried his head in the back of her neck, and deeply sniffed her fragrance.
"Get out of the way. You're very heavy."
Zhao Nanyu frowned and hugged her tighter, "I'm a little tired."
Song Luan pushed him away angrily, "I'm tired too."
She just didn't want to be his human crutch.
Zhao Nanyu sighed, let go of her, walked to the desk, rubbed his brows and began to deal with official documents.
Song Luan raised her eyelids and secretly glanced at his expression. Although the male protagonist was narrow-minded, he did not get angry over such a small matter.
She had seen how ruthlessly and cruelly Zhao Nanyu could show mercy when he was angry. She went to the palace to pick up her brother and brought him home. As soon as she arrived at the palace gate, she saw Zhao Nanyu punishing someone. Even the shrill screams seemed unable to soften his heart.
Zhao Nanyu turned a blind eye and beat the man until he was almost dead. Then he mercifully said, "Take Lord Du to the Imperial Hospital for a checkup."
Song Luan hid in the carriage, terrified. The man had been beaten so badly that he couldn't speak, and his whole body was covered in blood. She felt that even if he was sent to the Imperial Hospital, he would not survive.
After this incident, Song Luan's fear of Zhao Nanyu deepened.
The two of them stayed together for a while without disturbing each other. Suddenly, Song Luan came up to him reluctantly. When she was nervous, she liked to call him by his full name, "Zhao Nanyu." She clenched her fingers and said, "Can I ask you for a favor?"
It had been a long time since Zhao Nanyu heard the word "beg" from her mouth. "Go ahead."
"I want to go back to my parents' home."
The male protagonist has already achieved great success. If the female protagonist was by his side at this time, they should have started their sweet and lovely life for the next one million words.
Zhao Nanyu lowered his head to write and did not answer her.
Song Luan was also very good at making trouble and snatched the brush from his hand, "Just tell me whether you agree or not?"
Zhao Nanyu looked up, and Song Luan felt guilty when he looked at her.
"Even if you don't agree, I will go back."
Zhao Nanyu chuckled sarcastically and replied with three words, "You're dreaming."
Song Luan knew that he was not easy to talk to. She went back to her parents' home this time and did not plan to come back in the short term.
There are no major changes in the plot, and the day when the original owner will be poisoned is approaching, which is this spring. After the poison takes effect, this body will be tortured for two years before dying.
Nothing the man says can be trusted.
Given Zhao Nanyu's vengeful personality, Song Luan felt that he had been secretly poisoning her after she came through.
Tsk, love and hate each other. So happy.
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