I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

"You are really crazy, you... Can all the people in the Lin family cast curses? Song Shiqiu is like this, and you are like this too. One Lin Er and one Lin Liu, you almost messed up the whole Xia!" Xia Zhengan was still frightened when he thought of how he was almost poisoned to death by Tu Huaining because of Lin Liu three years ago.

When Song Shiqiu insisted on marrying Lin Liu as his legal wife, his father almost choked.

It's a sin, an absolute sin. The Lin family is really a disaster. Fortunately, they were wiped out completely, otherwise I don't know if there will be more disasters in a few years.

"You haven't been with her day and night, so you don't understand her. She's just been hurt too deeply and lonely for too long."

Xia Zhengan threw the teacup beside him and said, "I don't understand, but you do. If you really understand, how can your good princess still be here? If you understand, why haven't you slept with her for three years?"

What a shame!

"Your Majesty is too superficial. There are so many concubines in the harem. They have given birth to your children. Can your Majesty see through them?" Xia Min smiled brightly. "If she must die in order to spare me the death penalty, then I will do as you wish."

Xia Zhengan looked at Xia Min who was going to use his own life to exchange for Lin Lin's life, and drew out the sword hanging on the wall: "Do you think I won't kill you? A woman has made you lose your mind, you might as well die."

"She's playing with you like a dog. Do you really want to be her dog? Where's your backbone?"

"It's just a hobby between husband and wife. How could Your Majesty understand?"

Xia Zhengan kicked Xia Min and said, "Get out! Get out! Go back to the prison. I'll let you out when you think clearly!"

When Song Shiqiu arrived, he saw Xia Zhengan, who was sulking while reviewing memorials. He bowed and said, "Your Majesty."

"Sit down. You came into the palace so late, what's wrong?" Xia Zhengan first looked at Song Shiqiu, and then he felt relieved when he saw that he didn't look anxious at all, "Then she doesn't like the pair of hairpins?"

Neither this nor that is acceptable. Lin Liuyan is quite picky. None of the concubines in his harem are so picky.

Song Shiqiu groaned: "Not really."

"Has he fallen in love with something again?" Xia Zhengan didn't believe it.

Song Shiqiu sat on a chair beside him, glanced at Xia Zhengan and then looked away: "Nothing."

Xia Zhengan was already upset because of Xia Min's matter, and Song Shiqiu's behavior made him even more annoyed. He threw the memorial directly: "Song Shiqiu!"

"I'm here." Song Shiqiu didn't even stand up.

"Just say what you want to say. Who are you trying to annoy with this look?" Xia Zhengan saw that he was like this, so he knew what he didn't understand. "Tell me, what has your wife taken a fancy to now? If not, I'll open the warehouse and you can take her in to choose slowly?"

None of them are worry-free.

"Forget it. His Majesty won't understand this even if I tell him." Song Shiqiu sighed.

He didn't understand? Xia Zhengan laughed angrily: "Get out!"

If it weren't for Song Shiqiu, he would have chopped him off directly.

An hour later, Song Shiqiu left contentedly. Xia Zhengan sat on a chair, propping up his forehead, and wailed in a low voice: "Heaven wants to destroy our Great Xia. The Lin family has produced a witch, a witch!"

The moonlight leaking through the gaps in the trees was sparse and scattered, like residual snow falling on the ground.

Lianyi helped Lin Jin untie her hair and combed it neatly. She couldn't help but sigh, "Madam, why did you get so angry with the master today? It's not worth it."

"Angry?" Lin Jin didn't expect her to look at him like that. She said with a smile, "Why am I angry?"

"Madam, didn't you say those words just to make the master express his attitude? But the master is also a man, and all men will deceive people. Even if he promised the madam, so what? A man who is really fickle will change his mind no matter how nicely he says. It's all empty talk. Why did the madam say those words today? What should we do if we become estranged from the master?" Lianyi looked at the back of Lin Jin's head with concern.

The lady is a nice person, but she is too stubborn and not gentle and considerate.

Lin Jin still smiled. Of course she knew, but it was still different: "Lian Yi, you don't understand."

Indeed, no matter what Song Shiqiu's current attitude is, it cannot determine what will happen in the future. Even if he says something nice now, it will change beyond recognition after the passage of time.

But it's still different. It's natural for Song Shiqiu to have three wives and four concubines. If he doesn't make his attitude clear from the beginning, even if they really get together in the future it will be confusing. If Song Shiqiu falls in love with someone else, he will just think it's normal.

But if Song Shiqiu knew what her attitude was from the beginning, as long as his character did not collapse, he would definitely say it frankly when that day really came. These are two completely different situations.

However, she did want Song Shiqiu to give up a little bit. She really understood how paranoid she was about these things.

After that day, Lin Jin didn't see Song Shiqiu for several days, but she didn't care. She went to the farmland as usual every day, as if that conversation never happened.

She had mentioned the divorce to Song Shiqiu before, but Song Shiqiu always said that it was not the right time yet. She planned to bring it up after the spring plowing season. She had to have an identity to survive in the world and could not be an illegal resident.

Yin Fushu went to the Prime Minister's Mansion at the agreed time to get the recommendation letter, and then left without any delay.

It's just that she doesn't want to provoke anyone, but there is always someone who provokes her.

She looked at Jiang Yuanji who had followed her all the way with displeasure: "Why did you follow me all the way? I don't think you are from a poor family, so why are you so offensive?"

"It turns out that Miss Yin has already discovered me. My name is Jiang Yuanji, the fifth son of the Jiang family. I saw the lady's beauty in Tingyu Tower that day and fell in love with her, but was too shy to speak out, so..." Jiang Yuanji held a folding fan and bowed, and introduced himself to Yin Fushu, but he didn't expect Yin Fushu to turn around and leave.

"Miss Yin, what I said is from the bottom of my heart." Jiang Yuanji hurriedly caught up with Yin Fushu, "I admire you, so..."

"I don't think about you." Yin Fushu refused coldly, "You don't think about me either."

"But my actions today offended the young lady. I was just tossing and turning since we last met at Tingyu Tower and couldn't sleep at night. So I was a little presumptuous. Please don't be angry with me. I admire you very much in my heart."

Yin Fushu stopped and looked at Jiang Yuanji: "You were a little presumptuous just now. You have been very offensive all along. If you still have some dignity, you should stay away from me now, instead of moving forward without manners, like a lecher!"

Jiang Yuanji looked at Yin Fushu's slightly angry expression, and his heart beat faster. He wanted to go forward to take a closer look: "Miss Yin..."

"If you come over here again, I will commit suicide in the street. I want to see how shameless you can be." Yin Fushu's eyes were filled with deep disgust. He took off his hairpin and put it against his neck.

Jiang Yuanji was frightened by Yin Fushu's attitude: "Miss Yin, that's not what I meant."

"Disgusting." Yin Fushu ignored him, but did not dare to go home directly at this time, for fear that a shameless person like Jiang Yuanji would continue to follow him.

Seeing Jiang Yuanji following him closely, Yin Fushu had no choice but to turn back to the Prime Minister's Residence, where he met Liu Zhengqing who had returned from Jiangnan.

"Master Liu!" She hurriedly called out to Liu Zhengqing who was about to enter.

Liu Zhengqing listened to the unfamiliar voice and looked at Yin Fushu in confusion: "Who are you and why are you calling me?"

"I am Yin Fushu, and I have a favor to ask of you." Yin Fushu bowed and stated her purpose, "I am alone and helpless, and now I am being followed by thieves. Could you please send me home?"

"Why should I help you?" Liu Zhengqing sneered. Does he look like a good person?

He had heard of the name but had never seen the person, so why should he save him?