Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Seeing that she was obviously taken aback, Li Muyun looked thoughtfully at her hand on his shoulder.

On a sunny day, Ling Yue's heart was shrouded in dark clouds, but it was easier for an amateur to accept it than him.

She withdrew her hand abruptly, and nodded in apology: "I'm sorry, Mr. Li, I recognized the wrong person."

As for the object of the original owner's obsession, she just wanted to avoid suspicion, and she fled as fast as he was a plague god.

"Yueer."

Li Muyun ran a few steps to catch up with her, and stood in front of her.

"Master Li, is something wrong?"

The defensiveness in her eyes made Li Muyun displeased, but his displeasure did not affect Ling Yue's attitude.

Seeing this, he said in a tone of half resentment and half blame, "You haven't called me 'Brother Mu Yun' for a long time."

Ling Yue was dumbfounded, did he suffer from hysteria again?
If she remembers correctly, since she transmigrated into this book, every meeting with him was full of irony and broke up unhappy.

And she hates him using this tone, as if she knows him very well!

The small face is serious: "Mr. Li, I have nothing to do with you for a long time, and you have a wife and concubine. You really shouldn't say such inexplicable words again."

"Still angry with me? I admit that it was my fault before, I'm sorry for your affection"

Hearing this, Ling Yue got goose bumps all over her body.

Angry at him, is she idle?
"Mr. Li, don't get me wrong. I've never been affectionate to you. It's just a joke. Your wife is looking for you, so go back quickly."

Li Muyun wanted to say more, she had already run away.

It stopped in front of a smiling young man with his arms around him, and he was holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand, which was crystal clear.

"Watching a play here?" Ling Yue tapped Ah Yun on the forehead.

"Yeah, it's just that this scene is shorter than expected." He lowered his head and asked in her ear, "Have I improved? This time I didn't get jealous."

"Well, the performance is very good, keep up the good work!"

She glanced at the candied haws: "I don't like eating hawthorn, it's too sour."

Ah Yun took a bite, frowned and swallowed.

"Your's isn't ready yet, it's mine."

"It's so sour, I still eat it!"

She wanted to throw it away, but he didn't want to.

"The first bunch of candied haws in my life was given by you, and it's so sour."

He took another bite, adapting to the sour taste, his brows relaxed.

"Can't you remember me?"

He raised his eyebrows: "Remember. Because of you, no matter what, I can taste the sweetness."

"The mouth is so sweet, Bai Yi's contribution is indispensable!"

The innocent and ignorant boy was taught to speak love words!
It's cute though!

"Would you like to try it?"

She shook her head quickly, the sour hawthorn made her sour just thinking about it.

But he leaned forward and whispered: "I'm not trying candied haws, didn't you say that my mouth is sweet?"

Ling Yue was ashamed and angry, the little wolf cub went too far!

Since it was not suitable for the public to do anything, he hurriedly went to a candied haws stand and bought ten skewers, and stuffed them all into his hands: "Eat it!"

"Some. Difficult." Ah Yun swallowed, regretting the death just now.

She took a mouthful of apple, and he took a mouthful of hawthorn.

She took a mouthful of pears, and he took a mouthful of hawthorn.

She took a mouthful of banana, and he took a mouthful of hawthorn.

I just ate it home. I haven't finished eating yet.

Guan Jingyuan looked at the remaining six bunches of candied haws in Ah Yun's hand, and stroked his beard.

"Ayun, is this delicious?"

Ah Yun didn't know how to answer, so he handed over a string with both hands: "Why don't you try it?"

Just try it, there is no one else anyway.

It's just that as soon as a hawthorn came into his mouth, the old man's eyebrows twisted into a rope, and he spat it out in disgust.

"How can people eat it so sour? Why do you like this?"

Ah Yun wants to cry but has no tears, he doesn't like it, he's just a bitch!
Anping Hou Mansion.

After Li Muyun and Du Chunhua had a few gossips, they went to find Lingrou.

She was lying lazily on the couch, looking tired.

Zhu'er knelt in front of the couch and pinched her legs, but Lingrou was depressed, no matter how light or heavy the force was, she would be scolded.

"Aunt Ling, don't be angry, this servant will think about her strength."

"How long have you been thinking about it? You can't do it well by beating your legs. Why don't you just stop serving and do the rough work of carrying water and chopping firewood!"

Zhu'er didn't want to, and begged a few more words, which made Ling Rou even more irritable.

"what happened?"

The arrival of Li Muyun was regarded as a solution to Zhu'er's difficulty, he got up and saluted: "My lord."

"You go out first."

Zhu'er ran away in a hurry as if he was being amnesty.

Just as Ling Rou was about to get up, he pushed her down: "You are weak, you should lie down."

Ling Rou knew that this kind of tenderness was not for her, but for the child in her womb.

She didn't expect that she was found to be pregnant for more than a month after a dizziness the day before yesterday.

It made her happy and sad.

The joy is that I finally have the confidence to gain a foothold in this Hou's mansion.

The sad thing is that she got pregnant before the mistress, and I don't know if she can keep the child.

Even if they can keep it, they will still be the sons and daughters of concubines after birth, and they will be inferior to others in every way.

The news of her pregnancy has spread throughout the Hou Mansion, Mrs. Li's words to her are more gentle, Du Chunhua, as usual, gives her annoyance from time to time.

Just like yesterday, she asked the kitchen to boil a big pot of chicken soup, saying that she would make up for her body.

The mistress is very caring, what can she say as a concubine?
But as soon as the lid was opened, she lost her appetite in an instant.

The soup was covered with a layer of oil, and Ling Rou suspected that the chicken that made the soup was as fatty as Du Chunhua.

She closed her eyes and took a sip, her stomach churned, she wanted to vomit but dared not, so she swallowed it forcefully.

Du Chunhua rolled her eyes, drank a bowl of soup in front of her, and then put the empty bowl on the table with a bang: "Is Aunt Ling deliberately discrediting Mrs. Ben?"

What can she say?
She looked at Li Muyun as if asking for help, but he said: "This is Madam's kindness, you should drink it."

She had to forcefully pour two bowls, and when Du Chunhua left slowly, she almost vomited bile.

"Still blaming me for not helping you yesterday?" Li Muyun brushed her long hair from her sideburns. "After the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, the empress summoned her alone, which shows how much she valued her, so I can't show her face in the open. In my heart I love you the most, otherwise why would you be pregnant first?"

Ling Rou doesn't want to expose him, but Du Chunhua is pretty, he already had a child with her.

The current Li Muyun is quite different from before.

In the past, he was cowardly but longed for love, so he would abandon his sister and choose her.

Although he is still cowardly now, since he lost his position as son and Li Muqing became a daughter-in-law, his desire for power is greater than anything else, and he wants to restore the glory of the past.

For example, he is willing to accompany Du Chunhua to the long street, hoping that she will give him some kind words when he sees the queen next time.

As for coming to her, she decided that he was up to something.

"Rourou, why don't you speak?"

Ling Rou looked up at him, her gaze was as gentle as her voice.

"Brother Mu Yun, I'm just a little dizzy."

"It will be like this when you have a body."

Li Muyun comforted her and lay down beside her.

He held her in his arms and kissed her on the forehead.

It's just this kiss, it's icy cold, Ling Rou can't feel any warmth.

"Rourou, I'll accompany you back to your natal home in two days."

She shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Forget it, I won't go back. Where is the current Ling Mansion still my home? Even my younger brother is not mine anymore."

There are also those slaves who worship the high and trample on the low, one mouthful of "eldest lady" and one mouthful of "cousin master", who would take her as the second lady seriously?
She wrapped her arm around Li Muyun, lowered her head and murmured: "My sister's grandfather and uncle, one is the old grand master and the other is the imperial doctor, they both went to the capital to support her, she can walk sideways in the capital now without any problem. And I, a concubine, will only increase the number of jokes when I go back."

At this time, she thought of Chen Piaopiao, her biological mother.

If she had stayed in the prime minister's mansion in peace and contentment, even if she was a concubine, she would not be alone.

Why do you want to provoke Zhao Dayou?Not only did he hurt himself, but also her!

Now Chen Piaopiao is just a stain on her that cannot be erased or avoided.

Seeing that she had no interest in going home, Li Muyun was a little anxious.

He desperately needs Ling Lie's help, he wants to be a prince, not a son full of streets!
But his son's position was taken by the emperor's decree, so he had to ask a high-ranking person to intercede.

At the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, the emperor's favor for Ling Lie was obvious to all, and he was the best candidate.

If he can regain his respect, he will be able to hold his head high again in this capital!

It happened that I ran into Ling Yue on Changjie, and her dazzling demeanor attracted him again.

He wants to get back together with her, she is Ling Lie's most precious daughter, if he can regain her heart, he doesn't mind taking the risk to divorce Du Chunhua.

It's a pity that she was so determined that she didn't give him a chance at all.This frustrates him immensely and shatters his illusions.

But he had another idea.

Ling Rou had a child, and Ling Lie was going to be a grandfather, so she had to feel compassion.

"Rourou, go back. Now that you are pregnant with my child, I can't wrong you anymore. I want to discuss with Ling Xiang and let you be a flat wife."