Shocked! After planting, a sickly and charming first assistant will grow up.

The expression on Jiang Keyuan's face gradually changed from dumb to ferocious.

Husband! Her husband didn't care about his father's life or death, he had a beautiful woman in his arms, he longed for another woman, and his heart was full of hatred...

But she didn't want to show her miserable side in front of Lu Yunjin, so she tried her best to raise her chin, imagining that she was as aloof as before, but it was different after all.

"So what? Without the Jiang family, I, Jiang Keyuan, will always be the mistress of the Pingxi Hou Mansion."

The man laughed, stood up slowly, and said in a dumb voice, "Really! Then let me see how far your eternity is!"

Watching the slender figure gradually go away, Jiang Keyuan lost all her strength, covered her face with her hands, and cried miserably and sharply:

"Lu Xiao! Lu Xiao! Lu Xiao!!!"

In the courtyard, Lu Xiao absentmindedly listened to the sad calls outside the village. Jiang Keyuan was the woman he had worked hard to marry and whom he truly loved.

My heart was not as calm as it appeared, and there was a dull pain in my heart.

Mo Hua, who was half leaning on the bedside, flashed his eyes and said, "Husband, go and coax my sister. She must be in pain to forget about her husband's situation."

"After all, my sister is from my Lu family. She roars so uncontrollably that the neighbors can hear her. I don't know how to arrange her husband!"

Lu Xiao's newly soft-hearted heart became hard-hearted again under Mo Hua's tea talk. Even his concubine knew that he was concerned about his reputation and his situation, but compared to Jiang Keyuan, he was very naive.

With a cold face, he ordered people to bring that crazy woman back and stop yelling outside the door to make the neighbors laugh.

Being able to own a villa in the suburbs of Beijing is not a sign of high status? His wife is so inconsiderate of him and so naughty!

"Ke'er! If she could be half as sensible as you, I would be relieved."

When Jiang Keyuan came in, she heard Lu Xiao say that she was not as good as a cheap concubine, and she finally tasted the bitter taste in her mouth!

"..."

On the school grounds, while Luo Xi was killing everyone, the imperial study room was deathly quiet.

The emperor, wearing a long cloak, put his fist to his lips and kept coughing, which brought back memories of the past and caused him to suffer from severe mood swings, which triggered the onset of an old illness.

Laixi suppressed the worry in his eyes and offered him a cup of tea.

The emperor waved his hand and looked outside the imperial study room door, "Has the fourth child left?"

Laixi's lips moved, "We have never!"

Although the edict has not yet been issued, it is already an established fact that the queen has been deposed. The fourth prince has been kneeling outside the royal study since he received the news until now.

The emperor snorted coldly: "Thankfully, that woman Rong Wan was smart enough not to involve Xiaosi, otherwise I wouldn't have this son anymore."

The emperor said it cryptically, but Laixi knew it clearly. The fourth prince still didn't know that he was half of the blood of the hidden family, otherwise jumping up and down would only make more trouble.

After saying that, he turned his eyes to the Dali Temple minister who was standing in front of the imperial case, "Is Jiang Dong still not speaking?"

The Minister of Dali Temple, Lu Changqing, gave a wry smile. Although the Prime Minister was a civil servant, his mouth was harder than anything he had ever seen. In addition, he had suffered a stroke and was unable to use severe punishment. He would really have no choice for a while.

In fact, the evidence he obtained from the emperor was enough to make the prime minister's entire family beheaded!

But the emperor insisted on prying Jiang Dong's mouth open. He didn't know what the emperor wanted to know, let alone how to pry it open.

The emperor pinched his eyebrows and was just about to ask Lu Changqing to hand over the task of interrogating Jiang Dong to Yin Yao when the door of the imperial study room opened and a young eunuch stood outside the door with a bow.

Laixi went over and listened, then trotted back to the emperor, "Your Majesty, Lu Yunjin and Lu Jieyuan are here to see you, saying that he has a way to get the Prime Minister... to get Jiang Dong to speak."

"Lu Yunjin!" the emperor murmured again, playfully dropping the wolf hair and leaning back into the dragon chair, "Let him come in."

After a while, two figures, an old man and a young man, walked up the palace road.

The old man's whole body is covered under a black robe, his back is hunched and his face cannot be seen clearly. The young man's hair is tied up in a jade crown, and he smiles like the bright moon in his arms.

When Lu Yunjin passed by the fourth prince kneeling outside the palace, a sound as thin as a mosquito reached his ears.

"Mr. Lu, can I meet you outside the palace later? I have something important to discuss with you."

Lu Yunjin paused, but did not lower his voice deliberately, "Sorry! I don't have time!"

The fourth prince's respectful and humble expression almost failed him. When he noticed Laixi's eyes sweeping over him, his lips formed a straight line.

The man laughed, it turned out that Zhan Ting at this time was just a poor little man who needed someone to look up to.

The door of the imperial study room opened and closed, and the emperor squinted his eyes with an evil look. Is this the big-tailed wolf coveting the little cotton-padded jacket?

He glanced up and down fastidiously, and he looked good on the outside, but it was a pity that those eyes contained too many things and had too deep thoughts, not worthy of his simple and kind-hearted little princess!

When his eyes moved to the old man behind Lu Yunjin, he felt the familiar power fluctuations. The emperor's face became solemn and he waved for Lu Changqing to go down first.

He looked at the two of them thoughtfully, his voice unchanged from emotion to anger, "Am I, Dayong, some kind of geomantic treasure? I actually attracted the gods to follow me one after another."

The phrase ‘gods’ is full of mockery.

The old man was not angry, he raised his hand and slowly took off his hood, revealing the inexplicably familiar face of Emperor Zhang, "Aotian, long time no see!"

The emperor's face turned from red to blue, and he looked bad!

Back then, the late emperor did not like to see his legitimate son. According to his mother, his name was given by his eldest sister, Aotian Aotian, Zhan Aotian!

When he was a child, he felt mighty and domineering, but when he grew up, he felt a little ashamed. After the death of his eldest sister, he didn't allow anyone to call her by her first name!

After taking a closer look, the old man's face became more and more familiar. He suddenly stood up from the dragon chair and asked, "Are you Mr. Ming?"

He and his sister were in danger several times, but fortunately an expert came to rescue him, and that person was Mr. Ming in front of him.

They hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, and the old man was much older, but he could not mistake his voice and appearance.

The old man sighed, "I was late and couldn't save An Ran. I'm sorry!"

Mingshan was destroyed, and the tribesmen spread across the continent!

He once accidentally met a little girl in the Dayong Palace. Watching her struggling to survive in the harem with her young brother, he found it amusing and helped her a few times when she was in danger.

Forged a rare friendship that lasts forever.

Unexpectedly, in the second year after he left for work, news of Nvwa's death came. In fact, he had come back, but it was too late and he did not meet the emperor.

The emperor's eyes were red, "I don't blame you! It's those people who claim to be gods, but they are despicable. I won't let them go!"

The old man smiled, and his old face could still be vaguely similar to Lu Yunjin.

"I came here this time to tell you something. Boy Aotian, you have to be careful around you."

Throughout the afternoon, when the door to the imperial study room was opened and closed, the emperor rested his forehead on his hands and sat there blankly.

He did not fully believe Ming Lao's words, but there were traces of some things that could not withstand scrutiny. With a solemn expression, he ordered Yin Yao to return to the palace for discussion.

"Come here! The Northern King of Xuanmo has returned to the palace!"

"..."

An old man and a young man leaving the palace stopped in a remote alley. The old man's eyes were kind: "A Jin, you really don't want to go back to Penglai Island with me?"