I’m The Vicious Cannon Fodder In The Book

Fortunately, he was reborn, and he wanted to get to know Li Mingjin and his husband again.

He has finally lived a new life, and he must live this life well. Gods stop killing gods and Buddhas, and no one can stop him from living.

He raised his head and looked directly at Li Mingjin seriously. He wanted to imprint Li Mingjin at this moment in his heart, and he would not forget it in the future. God gave him one more chance, and he must not waste it.

There are still many differences between the current Li Mingjin and him a few years later. His face is dark, but it is because of lack of sleep. His face is darker than others, his eye sockets are more obvious, and the light brown Eyes, when looking at people, will unconsciously become a little deep. He looks like he married his mother from the Western Regions. In fact, he has sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome and extraordinary, and very attractive. Today, he wears a jade belt on his waist, with a pair of white boots under his feet. His waist is extremely tall and straight, and his stature is taller than other princes, so he feels particularly secure.

In Luo Shuyu's eyes, the current Li Mingjin is excellent everywhere.

After Luo Shuyu calmed down, he took out an envelope he brought when he went out. He sniffed and handed the letter to Li Mingjin: Here to you.

Li Mingjin didn't know what he meant, thinking that his future imperial concubine handed him a love letter, his heart was beating wildly, and his face became more tense. Luo Shuyu was afraid that he would misunderstand and explained: This is a poem.

The love poem for him, Li Mingjin stared at him while thinking, and asked in a deep voice, Are you going to the poetry party?

Luo Shuyu shook his head: No, I heard that someone wanted to plagiarize this poem at a poetry festival to win the attention of others. I like this poem and this late poet very much, and I don't want this poem to be plagiarized by others, so I want to report this matter. Expose it to prevent everyone from being deceived.

Li Mingjin opened the letter and glanced at the verse. After reading it, he nodded again and again. The poem was good, and the imperial concubine's words were also good. Then he asked him again, Who is the poet?

Luo Shuyu remembered that Shen Mingyun called this poet Li Bai the poet.

His name is Li Bai. I found it when I collected books from other places. I don't know which country he is a poet. His poems make people have a kind of ambition, and I like it. Later, I learned that there are others like me. I have the poetry collection of this poet, and I want to release it at the poetry festival, so I want to stop it.

I see. Li Mingjin was a little regretful, it wasn't a love poem to him, I'll go back to the poetry meeting first.

Luo Shuyu moved her lips to remind him, Don't mention it yourself.

Yeah. Li Mingjin took a long time to come out. He was about to leave with the guards who were not squinting. After two steps, he came back, took off the dagger from his waist and handed it to Luo Shuyu, Keep it.

Luo Shuyu was very surprised when he took the dagger. Li Mingjin had followed him with this dagger for many years.

At the end, Li Mingjin also left a message for him: Our wedding date is August 10th.

Luo Shuyu held the dagger before he had time to ask about the wedding date. Li Mingjin had already left with the letter with the poem written on it, and he had a lot to say. But it doesn't matter, they still have a lot of time together in the future.

The wedding date was on August 10th, four months earlier than in his previous life. He remembered that in his previous life, when he got married, it was in the twelfth lunar month, and that winter was particularly cold.

On the night of the wedding, Li Mingjin returned to the new room, but the two did not share the same room. One slept on the bed and the other slept on the couch. Luo Shuyu was a little fortunate at the time. Now that I think about it, his performance at that time must have been terrible, and he didn't give anyone the slightest bit. good face.

Holding the dagger in his hand, Luo Shuyu raised the corner of his mouth slightly. Is this trust in exchange for trust?

Li Mingjin believed him, why? so easy?

Luo Shuyu went from being sentimental at the beginning to now being excited, until Qingwang, who was frightened for a long time before returning to his soul, called him back to Piaoyuan's thoughts.

Sir, are we still going to the poetry party?

Luo Shuyu held the dagger in front of his chest and said, No, go back. By the way, find someone you can trust to stare at Shen Mingyun.

Yes. After answering, Qing Wang couldn't help but gossip, Young Master, that third, the third prince... He actually gave him a dagger, what did he want to do! But it's still scary to look at, especially when his eyes are full of yīn prey when he looks at people, like a soul-sucking Lord of Hell.

Luo Shuyu smiled, and he also instructed Qingwang to check out the news of the poetry conference. He didn't know what Li Mingjin would do when he got the poem.

The two returned to Ruyi Courtyard.

Luo Shuyu has no one in his hands now. In his last life, he always disdained playing tricks with others. He felt that being a person like that was not upright and upright, but now he realizes that conspiracy is nothing, and his life is almost gone. People should live comfortably for themselves.

He died because of Shen Mingyun not only because other princes targeted Li Mingjin, but also because of Shen Mingyun's attitude towards him.

To say that the two of them have deep hatred and hatred is not enough, but Shen Mingyun is a small-minded person who loves to hold grudges. , In a world with advanced technology, he extremely despised people in their world, and always hated small things, not a generous person.

Luo Shuyu carefully recalled the contents of the book, and the biggest conflict between him and Shen Mingyun should be that incident.

In his last life, after he became the third prince concubine, he could not help but attend various banquets. Today is a hundred flowers banquet hosted by a noble concubine, tomorrow is a garden party hosted by the queen, and the day after tomorrow may be a full moon banquet for the newborn of an important official. In short, he had to attend the banquets that could not be avoided.