Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she always encounters yandere and paranoid people

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In the lobby of Shangshu Mansion, the servants were about to hang the white cloth in the Tang Hall, but were stopped by Lu Ziyin who smelled of alcohol.

He pulled 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 drank some wine, smelled of alcohol, and drove them away with an angry look on his face.

"Get out...get out! Don't hang white cloth in the house, I won't allow it!"

"Yes Yes!"

The two servants nodded hastily and quickly exited the lobby.

They only thought that Lu Ziyin and his wife had a deep relationship, and they would not accept the fact even if her wife passed away, so they were not allowed to hang a 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 his side.

Lu Ziyin collapsed on the ground tiredly, leaning against a hard sandalwood chair, holding a wine bottle in both hands and drinking with his head raised.

Qi Yu excused him from going to court for a month on the grounds that he was grieving the death of his wife. He had been depressed in the mansion for several days.

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

"Miss, you can't go in!"

A burst of noisy sounds came, and Ye Feishang barged into the lobby regardless of the obstruction of the two servants.

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

"Lu Ziyin!"

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

"You go down."

"Yes."

After the servant left, the only ones left in the lobby were Lu Ziyin, who was slumped on the ground with a lifeless expression, and Ye Feishuang, who was standing in front of him with his hands on his waist.

Ye Feishuang saw that Lu Ziyin actually started drinking. She remembered that he had never drank alcohol since she met him.

"Hey! Lu Ziyin, my father said that he saw that the queen consecrated by His Majesty looks exactly like your wife!"

Lu Ziyin held the wine bottle for a moment, then tilted his chin up and took a sip of wine in a decadent manner. 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 Feishang put her hands on her waist and shouted angrily, then squatted down and said to Lu Ziyin.

"Your lady is not dead, she has become a queen!"

"What's the matter with you."

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

Ye Feishuang choked, and later realized that Lu Ziyin knew about it. Her eyes showed pity for Lu Ziyin, and then she said:

"Lu Ziyin, my father is going to propose marriage to me, but I don't want to marry someone I don't know. Didn't you still want to marry me before? Now you are single again—"

"I only want my wife."

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

First of all, Lu Ziyin was someone she knew and had a crush on her. He was not bad looking, had a high official position, and especially had a good personality.

Ye Feishuang felt that instead of following General Ye's arrangement to marry someone she didn't know or understand, she might as well marry Lu Ziyin. Didn't he also like her?

Ye Feishuang couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when she heard Lu Ziyin's refusal.

"Your wife has become a harem, and now she's in the harem. Why do you still think about her?"

Lu Ziyin suddenly stood up from the ground, his eyes filled with anger and he yelled angrily at Ye Feishuang:

"That's not what my wife is like! I won't allow you to slander her!"

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

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

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

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

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

He is not willing to give in, he is still not willing to give in, he wants to enter the palace, he wants to see her...

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In the early morning, Yun Wu was awakened by Zhi Qiu, and she opened her sleepy eyes in a daze.

She slept well alone last night. It was already very late after Qi Yu finished correcting the papers, but he still had to get into her bed and hold her to sleep.

Although he was already very gentle, he still made some noise. He finally woke her up from her sleepiness, and she finally fell asleep after being drowsy for a long time.

"Empress, empress, wake up..."

Zhiqiu's voice was a little urgent. Yun Wu sat up from the bed on her elbows, her black hair falling from her shoulders.

"Zhiqiu, what's wrong?"

"It's Mr. Lu. Mr. Lu has come into the palace."

Zhiqiu said with a complicated expression, and the sleepiness in Yunwu's eyes disappeared immediately, and she clutched Zhiqiu's arm with a worried look on her face.

"Did he go to see His Majesty?"

"Master Lu is still kneeling in front of the imperial study room and refuses to leave. My Majesty... My Majesty, I'd better go and persuade him."

Zhiqiu frowned slightly and sighed. She knew that Yun Wu and Lu Ziyin were no longer possible, but she was afraid that Lu Ziyin would make Qi Yu unhappy and lose his head, so it would be better for Yun Wu to step in.

After Yun Wu finished changing her clothes and washing up, before she walked to the imperial study room, 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 he looked much thinner.

"I beg your Majesty to show mercy!"

Lu Ziyin shouted, he naturally begged His Majesty to show mercy and return his wife to him.

His voice was loud enough for Qi Yu in the Imperial Study Room to hear, but he still didn't get the slightest response.

But Lu Ziyin still couldn't kneel down. A hazy drizzle soon began to fall in the gloomy sky, and the rain gradually wetted his clothes.

However, in the next second, there was an oil-paper umbrella on his head, and in front of his eyes was a pair of jade-toed shoes, and a skirt tail embroidered with begonia flowers.

Lu Ziyin raised his head in confusion, and in front of him was Yun Wu.

She was wearing a dress embroidered with a phoenix pattern and holding an umbrella for him. Her jade-like appearance was no different from before.

"Lu Ziyin..."

"lady!"

Lu Ziyin stood up from the ground in a hurry. His hair was partially wet and he looked a little embarrassed.

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

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

"You should leave quickly. From now on... from now on, just treat me as if I am no longer here."

"lady……"

Lu Ziyin looked at her blankly, with a faint smile of relief on her lips.

"It seems that we are really destined to be inseparable in this life. Perhaps we were destined from the beginning... Since there is no way to turn around, I will choose to accept it all.

Please say thank you to Uncle Lu and me. I... will probably never see Uncle Lu again. "

"There is no fate..."

Lu Ziyin murmured in a low voice, waves of feelings of loss rushing through his heart.

"I know, I know that the madam's love for me is not actually between a man and a woman. Maybe the madam once hoped that it was, but I didn't cherish you properly at the beginning and wiped out your initial expectations..."

"When I first got married to you, I thought countless times about being on the same page as you, but I was really...disappointed."

Yun Wu said softly. The patter of rain was not noisy. She held an oil-paper umbrella and seemed to recall the time when she had just married Lu Ziyin.

"Later you said that you wanted to live a good life with me, and I nodded. I originally thought that I would fall in love with you day and night, but before that happened, I met Qi Yu..."

There was a bitter smile on her lips, and she squeezed the hand holding the oil-paper umbrella slightly.

"Now that the matter is over, I will stay well in the palace. This way I can save Zhiqiu's life, save your life and Uncle Lu's life, and prevent more people from losing their heads."

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

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

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

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

"Queen, Your Majesty is waiting for you to come in."

Yun Wu sighed softly, and the sigh that seemed like bidding farewell to the first half of her life was drowned in the sound of dripping rain.

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

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

Yun Wu's voice was as thin as a gossamer, and she immediately turned around. Cao Quan was holding an umbrella for her respectfully.

Lu Ziyin stood there and watched her leaving. He knew very well that from now on, he and she would be in two different worlds.

He regretted that he had resisted when he was newly married to Yun Wu and chose to hurt her in an indifferent way.

She must have been looking forward to her husband with joy, but it was he who extinguished her expectations with his own hands, and later tried to make up for her as much as possible to make her fall in love with him.

If he hadn't deliberately gotten drunk on the wedding night, hadn't vented his anger on her, but had seriously lifted her red hijab...

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