Cannon fodder She is targeted by yanderes in every dimension

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In the lobby of the Shangshu Mansion, the servant was about to hang the white cloth in the Tang Hall, but was stopped by Lu Ziyin, who was drunk.

He tore off the white cloth that the servant had just hung up and stuffed it back into the hands of the two servants with great force.

Lu Ziyin had drunk some wine and was reeking of alcohol. He drove them away with an angry look on his face.

"Get out... Everyone, get out! You are not allowed to hang white cloth in the house. I won't allow it!"

"Yes Yes!"

The two servants nodded hurriedly and left the hall.

They just thought that Lu Ziyin and the lady had a deep affection for each other, and he refused to accept the fact even if the lady passed away, so he did not allow them to hang white cloth in the house to commemorate her.

In fact, no one knew better than Lu Ziyin that his wife was not dead at all, but had left him.

Lu Zinyin sat exhaustedly on the ground, his back leaning against a hard sandalwood chair, holding a wine jug in both hands and drinking with his head tilted back.

Qi Yu exempted him from attending court for a month on the grounds that he had just lost his wife and was in grief. He had been depressed in his mansion for several days.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"Miss, you can't go in!"

A noisy sound was heard, and Ye Feishuang broke into the hall despite the obstruction of the two servants.

She looked flustered, but she calmed down a little after seeing Lu Ziyin.

"Lu Ziyin!"

Lu Ziyin was still slumped on the ground. Hearing this, he just looked up at Ye Feishuang, and then casually said to the two servants:

"You guys go down."

"Yes."

After the servant left, the only people left in the hall were Lu Ziyin, who was slumped on the ground with a lifeless look on his face, and Ye Feishuang, who was standing in front of him with his hands on his hips.

Ye Feishuang looked at Lu Zinyin and found that he was actually drinking. She remembered that he had never drunk alcohol since she met him.

"Hey! Lu Ziyin, my father said that he saw the Empress appointed by His Majesty and she looked exactly like your wife!"

Lu Ziyin paused holding the wine jug, then tilted his chin up dejectedly and took a big sip of wine. He didn't like drinking, but now he just wanted to numb himself.

"Oh……"

"Are you pretending to be confused or are you really confused? Do you really not understand what I mean?!"

Ye Feishuang put his hands on his hips and shouted angrily, then squatted down and said to Lu Ziyin.

"Your wife is not dead. She has become the queen!"

"What does it have to do with you?"

Lu Ziyin's tone was cold. He was in a depressed mood and didn't want to deal with Ye Feishuang.

Ye Feishuang choked, then realized that Lu Ziyin knew about it. She showed pity for Lu Ziyin in her eyes, and then said:

"Lu Ziyin, my father wants to arrange a marriage for me, but I don't want to marry someone I don't know. Didn't you want to marry me before? Now that you are single again--"

"I only want my wife."

Lu Ziyin interrupted Ye Feishuang and said that the biggest purpose of Ye Feishuang's coming today was to ask Lu Ziyin to marry her.

First of all, Lu Ziyin was someone she knew and he had a good impression of her. He was also good-looking, held a high official position, and, most importantly, had a good personality.

Ye Feishuang felt that instead of following General Ye's arrangement and marrying someone she didn't know or understand, it would be better for her to marry Lu Ziyin. Didn't he like her too?

Ye Feishuang couldn't help but feel annoyed when she heard Lu Zinyin's obvious refusal.

"Your wife is marrying up to a rich and powerful man, and now she has entered the harem. Why are you still thinking about her?"

Lu Ziyin suddenly stood up from the ground, and angrily shouted at Ye Feishuang with angry eyes:

"My wife is not like that! I won't allow you to slander her!"

Ye Feishuang was startled by Lu Zinyin's sudden anger. He took a half step back and stared blankly at the somewhat unfamiliar Lu Zinyin in front of him.

"Lu Ziyin, you are so mean to me?"

In her memory, Lu Ziyin had never been so mean to her. He always maintained the image of a gentle and refined gentleman and would not even curse at anyone.

Ye Feishuang snorted, glared at Lu Ziyin angrily, then turned around and ran away.

Lu Ziyin slid down weakly against the back of the chair and drank the wine jug in his hand clean.

He was unwilling, still unwilling, he wanted to enter the palace, he wanted to see her...

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Early in the morning, Yun Wu was awakened by Zhiqiu. She opened her sleepy eyes in a daze.

She had been sleeping soundly alone last night. It was already very late when Qi Yu finished marking the papers, but he still crawled into her bed and held her in his arms to sleep.

Even though he was very careful, he still made some noise. He finally woke her up from her sleepiness, and she was drowsy for a long time before finally falling asleep.

"My queen, my queen, wake up..."

Zhiqiu's voice sounded a little anxious. Yun Wu supported herself on her elbows and sat up on the bed, her black hair falling from her shoulders.

"Zhiqiu, what's wrong?"

"It's Lord Lu. Lord Lu has come to the palace."

Zhiqiu said this with a complicated expression, and the sleepiness in Yun Wu's eyes suddenly disappeared. She grabbed Zhiqiu's arm with a worried look on her face.

"Did he go to see His Majesty?"

"Lord Lu is still kneeling in front of the Imperial Study and refuses to leave. Your Majesty...You should go and persuade him."

Zhiqiu frowned slightly and sighed, saying that she knew there was no possibility for Yun Wu and Lu Zinyin to be together anymore, but she was afraid that Lu Zinyin would offend Qi Yu and lose his head, so it would be better for Yun Wu to come forward.

When Yun Wu had changed her clothes and washed up, but had not yet reached the imperial study, she saw a figure kneeling on the bluestone road outside the door in the corridor.

It’s Lu Ziyin.

He knelt there motionless, his back straight, and looked much thinner.

"I beg Your Majesty to show mercy!"

Lu Ziyin shouted that he was naturally begging His Majesty to show mercy and return his wife to him.

His voice was loud enough for Qi Yu in the imperial study to hear, but still there was no response.

But Lu Ziyin still knelt and could not get up. A misty drizzle soon fell from the gloomy sky, and the rain gradually wet his clothes.

However, the next second, an oil-paper umbrella appeared above his head, and in front of his sight, there appeared a pair of jade-toed shoes and a skirt hem embroidered with a crabapple pattern.

Lu Ziyin raised his head in a daze, and saw Yun Wu in front of him.

She was wearing a dress embroidered with phoenix patterns and holding an umbrella for him. Her face was as beautiful as before.

"Lu Ziyin..."

"lady!"

Lu Ziyin stood up from the ground in a hurry. Part of his hair was wet and he looked a little disheveled.

Yun Wu thought she would feel uncomfortable if she wanted to cry, but when she really appeared in front of Lu Ziyin, she found that everything turned into a sigh of resignation.

She took out a handkerchief and wiped the rain off his face, with relief in her eyes.

"You should leave now. From now on...just treat me as if I'm gone."

"lady……"

Lu Ziyin looked at her in a daze, her eyes slightly red and a hint of relieved smile on the corners of her lips.

"It seems that we are really not meant to be together in this life. Perhaps it was destined from the beginning... Since I can't change it, I will choose to accept it.

Please thank Uncle Lu and I for this. I... probably won't see Uncle Lu again."

"It's fate but not destiny..."

Lu Ziyin murmured softly, waves of loss running rampant through his heart.

"I know. I know that Madam's feelings for me are not actually those of a man and a woman. Maybe Madam once hoped that it was true, but I didn't cherish you at the beginning and wiped out your initial expectations..."

"When I first married you, I imagined countless times the scene of being in harmony with you, but I was indeed... disappointed."

Yun Wu said softly. The sound of the rain was not disturbing. She was holding an oil-paper umbrella and seemed to be recalling the time when she had just married Lu Ziyin.

"Later you said you wanted to live a good life with me, and I nodded. I thought I would fall in love with you as we spent time together, but before that time came, I met Qi Yu..."

There was a bitter smile on the corner of her lips, and her hand holding the oil-paper umbrella was slightly clenched.

"Now that things have come to this, I will stay in the palace well. This will save Zhiqiu's life, your life and Uncle Lu's life, and prevent more people from losing their heads."

"If it wasn't for saving me, you wouldn't..."

Lu Ziyin looked guilty and grief-stricken, but Yun Wu just shook her head at him in comfort.

No one knows Qi Yu better than Yun Wu. If Lu Zinyin had not been imprisoned, she would still be entangled by him. It was just a matter of time.

At this time, Cao Quan walked quickly to Yun Wu's side holding an oil-paper umbrella.

"Your Majesty, His Majesty is waiting for you inside."

Yun Wu sighed softly, and that sigh, which sounded like a farewell to the first half of her life, was drowned out by the sound of dripping rain.

She stuffed the oil-paper umbrella into Lu Ziyin's palm.

"I'm leaving now, take care..."

Yun Wu's voice was as weak as a thread, and she turned around. Cao Quan stood by her side, respectfully holding an umbrella for her.

Lu Ziyin stood there and watched her leaving back. He knew very well in his heart that from now on he and she were from two different worlds.

He regretted that he had resisted Yun Wu when he was newly married, and chose to hurt her with indifference.

She must have been looking forward to her husband with great joy at first, but he extinguished her expectations with his own hands. Later, he wanted to make up to her as much as possible and make her fall in love with him.

If he hadn't deliberately gotten drunk on their wedding night, hadn't taken his anger out on her, but had actually lifted her red veil...

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