Nongbao is three and a half years old in the famine year, and the whole family is a big villain

Song Shinian looked at Li Jiuxiu coldly, "My future wife cannot be as vicious as you."

Li Jiuxiu looked at Song Shinian in disbelief, her lips moved slightly and her voice trembled, "Shi Nian...Brother Shinian, what do you mean?"

A forced smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she stretched out her hand to pull the hem of Song Shinian's clothes.

He was thrown away mercilessly by Song Shinian.

His eyes were cold, and ruthless and harsh words came out of his mouth, "Don't touch me, you make me sick."

"What do you mean?" Song Shinian approached Li Jiuxiu and said, "It means our marriage is over!"

"No, we can't, we can't give up on the marriage!" Tears instantly filled Li Jiuxiu's eyes. She pulled Song Shinian's sleeves tightly, her eyes full of prayers.

Song Shinian suddenly laughed.

"If you can go back on what you promised me, I can naturally do the same."

Li Jiuxiu begged, "Brother Shi Nian, believe me, there is a reason why I did that."

He brushed her hand away with disgust, "You hired a murderer to kill someone because you are vicious in nature, what other reason could there be?"

Li Jiuxiu seemed to have grasped the last straw, letting go of Song Shinian's hand, turning around, picking up a picture book from the table and stuffing it into Song Shinian's hand.

"There is a reason, there really is a reason. If it weren't for Luo Yan writing a book to slander me, why would I want her life?"

Li Jiuxiu looked at Song Shinian unblinkingly.

After the book came out, she couldn't sleep at night, fearing that one day Song Shinian would see the book and dump it on her, saying that he couldn't marry a scheming woman like her.

But she didn't expect that it would be her who personally delivered the storybook to Song Shinian in the end.

Song Shinian looked at the cautious look on Li Jiuxiu's face and saw that her mood didn't seem to be fake. He opened the book in his hand and began to read.

The book is not thick, so I finished it in a short time.

He looked at Li Jiuxiu in disbelief, "You actually want to take other people's lives for such a ridiculous reason?"

"How is this ridiculous?" Li Jiuxiu grabbed the storybook and opened it for Song Shinian to read, "Look at the people here coming from the countryside, here, substituting their identities, and here living in the Regent's Palace without a name or status for four years. Is this true? Aren’t you criticizing Sang and Huai?”

"You think this reason is ridiculous, but do you know how those famous ladies in the capital laugh at me?"

"They came to me in person and asked me if it was me who wrote this in the book. What do you want me to say?" Li Jiuxiu burst into tears.

Song Shinian stood opposite Li Jiuxiu with a calm expression and looked at her coldly, "But this is not the reason for you to commit murder. This is the fate of us. Let's give up the marriage!"

"I will find an excuse to send you away tomorrow!"

He turned around to leave, but was hugged by Li Jiuxiu from behind.

He moved but did not struggle away.

"No, no, you can't send me away. We are a perfect match. No one can break us up. This is fate!"

When Song Shinian heard the word 'destiny', his brows knit together instantly.

What he hated most were these two words.

But one thing he had to admit was that he and Li Jiuxiu seemed to be controlled by an invisible big hand.

It was clear that the two of them were from two different worlds.

Whenever he distanced himself from Li Jiuxiu, something would always happen to push her towards him.

It was like a fate that he couldn't fight against. No matter how hard he struggled, the final result was always the same.

"We are destined to be together. I am your future queen! I am the queen chosen by God for you!"

Song Shinian suddenly woke up and suddenly broke away from Li Jiuxiu, looking at her as if she were a madman, "What are you talking about?"

"Do you know that the two sentences you just said are not enough to chop off even ten heads!"

"I'm very clear-headed. You are the future emperor and I am the future queen!" She approached Song Shinian with disheveled hair and a serious look on her face. "You are the son of the late emperor. If you don't believe it, just ask the regent. Clear."

Song Shinian suddenly slapped Li Jiuxiu.

A crisp slap sounded in the air, and Li Jiuxiu fell to the ground suddenly from the sudden slap.

Song Shinian looked at Li Jiuxiu, who was lying on the ground with disheveled hair and looked like a madman, with a cold face, "I don't know who is talking nonsense in your ears, but if you let me hear it a second time, I will kill you with my own hands." Cut off your tongue to prevent you from harming the entire Regent's Palace."

With that said, Song Shinian raised his feet and started to leave.

"and many more!"

Song Shinian paused and turned to look at Li Jiuxiu, "What else do you want to do?"

Li Jiuxiu pulled out a storybook with a yellowish cover from under the bed and handed it to Song Shinian, "You will know if what I said is true after reading this storybook!"

Song Shinian looked intently at Li Jiuxiu's face. For some reason, he reached out and took the script from Li Jiuxiu's hand.

Then he walked out of the door and said to the maids outside, "From today on, no one is allowed to talk to her, let alone let her out."

The maid nodded anxiously, "Yes!"

Song Shinian raised his feet and left.

Li Jiuxiu heard Song Shinian's words outside the door clearly in the room.

She touched her red and swollen face, feeling a hint of sweetness at the corner of her mouth. She curled the corners of her lips until the wound felt a little painful.

There was a flash of inevitability in her eyes.

That story was her biggest secret. Originally, she planned to take the story to her grave and not tell it before she died.

But now that Song Shinian wanted to drive her away, she had nothing to do.

But as long as she saw the script, she didn't believe that Song Shinian would be unmoved by the throne that was within his reach.

She was not worried at all that Song Shinian would not believe what was in the script.

In the entire storybook, except for those beasts in the Luo family, the fate of everyone will proceed according to what is written in the storybook.

As long as Song Shinian opens the storybook, she won't worry that he doesn't believe it.

Li Jiuxiu curled her lips, as if she had foreseen the future when she would dress luxuriously and sit on the throne of the queen, becoming the most luxurious woman in the world!

Thinking of this, she even forgot about the pain in her body, swung her waist and danced around the house, humming a tuneless song.

The two maids guarding the door looked at each other with a trace of pity in their eyes.

very pitiful!

Miss Li is crazy!

……

Song Shinian calmly turned through the pages of the storybook in his hand. The further he turned, the more unable to calm down he became.

Many things recorded in it have been fulfilled one by one.

Until the last page was turned, 'he' in the storybook joined hands with Li Jiuxiu to ascend to the supreme position.

As if he was stimulated by something, he suddenly threw the storybook in his hand to the ground.

He was breathing heavily, his eyes full of red.

how can that be?

He knew that he was not his father's biological child, but how could he be the son of the late emperor?

That’s not him in the book either!

no!Absolutely not!