I'm The Vicious Cannon Fodder In The Book

1: give marriage

In the twentieth year of Yuansheng, the fifteenth day of the first month, the Lantern Festival.

The annual Lantern Festival is being held on the main street of Yunsheng. It is rare for the people to have a family reunion and come out to play with their families.

On the bustling streets, there are lantern riddle stalls, jugglers, candy stalls, dumpling stalls, and laughter and shouts from the lively restaurants. Everything is simple and simple, and everyone has a satisfied face. Everything has nothing to do with what is happening in the deserted and **** Dongcheng Gate.

A carriage with a carport used by ordinary people overturned and fell to pieces. It was almost difficult to see its original appearance. The horse pulling the carriage had been hit by poison arrows and fell to the ground, its limbs twitching and emitting low noises. Howling low.

Not far away, forty or fifty men in black held bows and arrows, and shot ruthlessly at the man in prison clothes who fell to the ground. His back was full of arrows and his mouth was full of blood, but his eyes were firm and he embraced with the last strength. The man in white with a pale face tightly held in his arms, and the man in white was holding a baby that had long since lost its breath and was stiff.

The man in the prison uniform spat out black blood: "I'm sorry, Luo Shuyu, you must stay away from me in the next life, and don't let me implicate you again."

The man in white was so cold that his lips turned purple, and he leaned against the man in prison clothes. The cold winter wind that hit him could no longer erode his body.

"You didn't forgive me." The man in white covered his mouth with his hand, trying to make him vomit less blood, but there was only despair in his eyes, "We can go out."

The man in the prison uniform felt his eyelids falling, and all he faced was death: "There's a lot to talk about, I want to tell you, but unfortunately I don't have time." Another arrow shot into his back, and the arrow stabbed him hard. heart, "Luo Shuyu, you must stay away from me in the next life..."

The man in white hugged him and shouted his name mournfully, tears streaming down: "Li Mingjin! Don't die! Don't die! What will I do if you die!"

Li Mingjin raised his hand and touched his cheek: "...don't... cry... no... promise... cry..."

His fingers hadn't wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but he was no longer angry, and he fell into Luo Shuyu's arms covered in blood.

"I don't cry." I don't cry.

From the day Luo Shuyu received the imperial edict of marriage, he knew that his destiny was tied to the third prince Li Mingjin, and he did not understand why the third prince chose him. For him, in exchange for the future of his father and brothers, or his eight characters just matched the third prince, but no matter what the reason, he couldn't laugh when he heard it.

Who in Shangjing does not know that the third prince is paranoid and cruel, and there are countless eunuchs and palace maids who died in his hands. He likes to hold a whip on weekdays. You know he's not a good match. Luo Shu is the son of the Luo family's direct descendant. When Luo Shuyu got married, the whole capital saw him being beaten out the next day as a joke. However, after three years of marriage, Luo Shuyu was still safe and sound, while Li Mingjin acted dissolutely, but never moved. He has a finger.

Later, he and Li Mingjin became husband and wife. In an accident, he became pregnant and gave birth to a son for him. One month after the child was born, Li Mingjin was imprisoned for the crime of collaborating with the enemy. The father and the emperor were unwilling to protect him, and the family lost their lives.