After being forced to marry as a substitute, I became famous in the limbo

Just as Jiang Ning walked out of the house, Lin Zheng appeared in the imperial study in an instant.

On weekdays, he is used to staying not far from Mu Jingzhao, and if there is any disturbance, he will immediately show up to escort him.

Only Jiang Ning was specifically ordered by Mu Jingzhao not to show up. Therefore, the two of them quarreled in the house just now, and Lin Zheng never showed up. He only entered the house after Jiang Ning left.

In the imperial study room, the smell of blood became more and more pungent in the heat of the stove. Mu Jingzhao stood quietly with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

The blood continuously overflowing from his chest melted into his black clothes without leaving any traces. If it weren't for the blood-stained dagger at his feet, it would be difficult for others to find that he was injured.

Seeing this, Lin Zheng understood, he frowned slightly, "I will go to the imperial physician now."

Mu Jingzhao waved his hand at Lin Zheng as if waking up from a dream, and sat down on the wooden chair behind him, eyes full of confusion.

Lin Zheng's footsteps stopped when he went out, and he was neither advancing nor retreating for a while.

"How could she do this for a little court lady?" Every time Mu Jingzhao uttered a word, it seemed extremely difficult, as if he was trying his best to endure some piercing pain.

"That's not an ordinary court lady, it's the family of Concubine Ning and her sisters." For the first time, Lin Zheng said a few more words.

Mu Jingzhao raised his eyes to look at him, and the confusion and confusion in his eyes increased instead of diminishing.

"What is the deep friendship between the master and the slave?"

He stared blankly at Lin Zhengzhong in front of him, with unrestrained sarcasm in his words.

Until he seemed to suddenly realize that this "slave" in front of him was also the "minion" he grew up with, the expression on his face froze for a moment, but he didn't say anything else.

Lin Zheng obviously didn't care about the scorn and sarcasm in Mu Jingzhao's words. He and Mu Jingzhao had known each other since they were young and grew up together. He knew better than anyone else what kind of person Mu Jingzhao was.

"That's all about Concubine Ning."

Lin Zheng still spoke lightly, without any waves in his tone, but there was a flash of emotion in his eyes as calm as a deep pool.

"What about me? What is I?" Mu Jingzhao asked back, his eyes unconsciously glanced at a thin leather cord worn by Lin Zheng's neck, and he inexplicably thought that the cord connected to it was Lin Zheng's usual use to send Signal bone whistle.

The bone whistle was a relic left by Lin Zheng's parents. It was originally a token of love from his father to his mother. There are only two of them in the world.

But now, one of the pair of bone whistles is in Lin Zheng's hands, and the other is given to Jiang Ning.

He was suddenly furious, and kicked towards the wooden chair in front of him, "You don't know how to live or die! I have given you a great gift and kept you by my side, but you are ungrateful and do this to me. things."

The wooden chair fell close to the stove, and the fire suddenly burst into the sky. Lin Zheng quietly looked at the burning fire in front of him, and he understood in his heart that he was scolding Jiang Ning on the surface, but in fact he was scolding himself, Shen Tong, and others. Liu Jinfu scolded all the people around him who received the so-called "favor" but did not firmly stand by his side.

He didn't speak, just watched quietly.

However, Mu Jingzhao's anger was completely ignited with this fire.

He casually picked up a chair beside him and threw it into the fire, making the fire more intense.

The insults in his mouth became more and more intense.

"It's me who took you in and gave you fame and wealth that ordinary people can't match in their lifetime. What are you not satisfied with? I treat you wholeheartedly. Why do you betray me? Why!"

Mu Jingzhao's venting of anger gradually turned into a scream of pain.

The wooden chair in the fire was reduced to ashes in a short time, and he turned his head and started smashing the table, teacups, pens and ink, everything he could touch.

The wound on his chest was torn open by the violent action, and the blood on his chest was completely stained, dripping down the corner of the clothes onto the ground, forming a large patch.

But he was ignorant, smashing everything that could be smashed in front of him without stopping.

From the beginning to the end, Lin Zheng watched quietly without saying a word.

Until the end, Mu Jingzhao was tired, and he slumped down on the ground, only endless despondency remained in his expression.

He put his head in his hands, and his voice gradually became low and weak.

"Why do you want to leave me? Why don't you want to trust me?"

Jiang Ning was in a state of extreme trance until Liu Jinfu brought her back to Shuanghua Palace. She moved slowly, and even found it difficult to speak.

In order to take care of her conveniently, Liu Jinfu simply packed all her things back to Shuanghua Palace, and let her live in Shuanghua Palace with peace of mind.

Jiang Ning's daily life in Shuanghua Palace was completed. He sat at the gate of the palace all day long, staring blankly at a small courtyard outside the palace, watching the ice and snow fall and melt again.

Only when she saw Xueqiu's and Liu Jinfu, could she regain her former vitality.

The miraculous thing is that during these days when she was getting depressed, Liu Jinfu became surprisingly active.

Whenever Jiang Ning was sitting alone under the eaves, she would always accompany her, chatting about recent developments in the palace.

Why Lu Feng has been in a slump since Zhe Liu's death, and has been depressed all day long. The position of deputy commander of the Imperial Guard was replaced by Liu Bing.

Mu Jingzhao fell seriously ill, so he organized a splendid funeral for Zheliu.

Shen Qingrong recruited a group of soldiers from outside the palace to guard the harem on the grounds of abortion.

Messages like that.

Or practice martial arts and archery alone in the courtyard to show Jiang Ning his heroic appearance.

Even if Jiang Ning didn't look into it at all.

Sometimes Jiang Ning feels like he has become Liu Jinfu, or in other words, everyone here will eventually become Liu Jinfu.

As winter went to spring, Shen Qingrong's belly grew bigger day by day, and Mu Jingzhao became more cautious with her, for fear that something might go wrong and hurt his own dragon fetus.

In the court, Shen Tong's power has far surpassed that of Jiang Qingyuan and Liu Yue. Although his official rank is still lower than that of the other two, Mu Jingzhao's indulgence to him in every possible way makes everyone in the court understand who is Bai. The head of the official.

With Mu Jingzhao's connivance, Shen Tong's behavior became more and more unscrupulous. Some time ago, he ordered to rebuild the mansion in Kyoto, and he was thinking about rebuilding a garden for the Shen family to have fun.

The site of his garden was chosen near the Royal Summer Resort outside the city of Kyoto, not to mention its larger scale and more luxurious decoration. For this garden, Shen Tong occupied many people's farmland and residences, causing the people to be helpless. The land is arable and the homeless.

For a time, the common people complained, refugees spread all over the capital, and riots broke out.