The system extends my life, and all my husbands want me to be the empress

Ye Zhaobo's face turned extremely ugly in an instant, and he felt uneasy all over. The honest image he had pretended to be could no longer be maintained.

His lips trembled, but he could no longer utter a complete sentence of defense.

Lin Wanwan chuckled, her eyes cold and murderous: "Or do you think your disguise can be hidden from His Majesty? And from all the ministers?"

Ouyang Qingyu raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of approval, and thought to himself: A sure kill.

Ye Zhaobo became more and more embarrassed. In order not to admit that the story in the book was true, he admitted in front of His Majesty that he had wrongly killed Liu Yiruo!

As a result, he fell into Lin Wanwan's trap.

Lin Xiaohe's expression was even more complicated.

Even he had never thought that Lin Wanwan's goal had never been to make Ye Zhaobo recognize the bad reputation of abusing the princess for many years!

That day at the Princess's Mansion, I just felt that she was different from before.

Now it seems that Lin Wanwan has completely become a different person.

Everyone present understood this, so Liu Yiruo could only be spreading rumors.

And if Ye Zhaobo kills someone because of a rumor, his morality must be compromised!

Ye Zhaobo's eyes fell on Lin Wanwan's cold face: I was careless! This Lin Wanwan, I really underestimated her.

The third prince Lin Gao stood at one side of the court, watching the scene coldly. Seeing that Ye Zhaobo was about to be severely punished by the emperor because of the people's resentment, he couldn't help but feel lucky in his heart.

Previously, he had intended to win over Ye Zhaobo, hoping that he would contribute to his power. However, Ye Zhaobo's attitude was ambiguous at that time, and he later completely turned to the side of Crown Prince Lin Xiaohe.

Now it seems that I have escaped a disaster.

Lin Gao lowered his head slightly, trying hard to hide the relief in his eyes. His hands hung at his sides, unconsciously tightening slightly. He glanced at the expressions of everyone in the court, secretly analyzing the situation in the court.

The Ministry of Rites, the Censorate, the Supreme Court, etc., are all people of Crown Prince Lin Xiaohe.

The Ministry of Personnel and the Cabinet are the people of the Second Prince Lin Xiaoran.

As for other departments, he can still take his time, for example, the new Minister of Works Lin Wanwan.

The Third Prince Lin Gao cast his gaze towards Lin Wanwan, only to see her slowly approaching Ye Zhaobo, not afraid of his gaze at all:

"So... the reason why Liu Yiruo was beaten to death this time was just because of Lord Ye's usual domineering style.

You, do you still want to quibble?"

No, Ye Zhaobo clenched his fists tightly. If he continued to argue now, it would only bring trouble upon himself. He always chose to protect himself, and this time was no exception!

He kowtowed heavily and said, "Your Majesty, I acknowledge my guilt!"

Lin Moyun's face was gloomy. He was very dissatisfied with Ye Zhaobo's performance. He said in a serious tone:

"Ye Zhaobo has a flawed character and abused his power, doing things that are intolerable to heaven and earth, causing public outrage. I will never tolerate this.

From today on, Ye Zhaobo will be demoted from Imperial Censor to Minister of Agriculture! "

The second prince Lin Xiaoran showed a faint smile on his face.

Lin Xiaohe's heart skipped a beat. This Imperial Censor was demoted to Minister of Agriculture, a full three levels lower!

Lin Moyun looked at Lin Wanwan again: Now I realize that this Lin Wanwan is too smart.

Lin Moyun retracted his gaze and looked at the prince again: "As for Ye Sisi, Ye Zhaobo made a mistake, it's not her fault. Minister Zhou, what's the nearest auspicious day?"

Ye Zhaobo's originally dim eyes instantly flashed with surprise, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously. The haze in his heart seemed to be dispelled by this sudden good news!

I only heard the Minister of Rites Zhou Zhen say, "Next month, the ninth day."

Lin Moyun nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's the date. This matter will be hosted by the Ministry of Rites, and co-organized by the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Ministry of Clan Affairs."

On the ninth day of the next month, Lin Wanwan looked at Ye Zhaobo and curled her lips slightly.

At this time, Ouyang Qingyu, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice, stepped forward, cupped his hands and said:

"Your Majesty, the murderer who murdered the heir to the throne has been found and has been imprisoned in the Ministry of Justice."

Ye Zhaobo's heart suddenly tightened, and the joy he had just felt because of the wedding date disappeared in an instant. He knew that the person who was arrested was Wang Yiner!

When Lin Moyun heard this, his eyes widened with anger, and he slammed the table again and shouted loudly:

"Ouyang Qingyu, investigate this thoroughly for me! No one should be let off!"

The roar echoed in the palace, shocking everyone into silence.

When the court meeting was over and everyone was leaving, Ouyang Qingyu quickly walked to Lin Wanwan and whispered:

"My grandmother has mentioned you for a long time. Would you like to go and have a chat?"

Lin Wanwan said calmly: "Okay."

The two of them got on the carriage together, and soon the carriage stopped in front of the residence of the Vice Minister of Justice.

Ouyang Qingyu lifted the curtain of the carriage, walked out first, and extended a hand towards Lin Wanwan.

Lin Wanwan walked out of the carriage, saw his actions, raised her eyes slightly, met his deep eyes, and gently placed her hand on him.

After this pull, Ouyang Qingyu never let go.

Every time Lin Wanwan loosened her grip a little, he would tighten it a little, as if he was cautious not to hurt her, but also cautious not to let her hand slip away.

Lin Wanwan raised her eyes slightly and looked at him.

There was no change in his expression at this moment. Lin Wanwan felt that he must have some concerns about doing this, so she did not pull her hand away.

Under the surprised gazes of the servants, Ouyang Qingyu very naturally held Lin Wanwan's soft hand and walked through the winding corridor.

Finally, he walked slowly towards the Buddhist temple where the old lady lived in the back.

When they arrived at the old lady's yard, the old nanny at the door respectfully welcomed them in.

"The old lady has been waiting for a long time."

Inside the house, my grandmother was sitting upright on the couch, spinning the Buddhist beads on her bracelet. On the small table beside her were exquisite snacks and steaming tea, emitting bursts of faint fragrance.

I was waiting for them to come.

"Grandma, your grandson has brought Princess An Ning." Ouyang Qingyu bowed respectfully to his grandmother.

Grandma quickly smiled and opened her eyes, putting down the rosary in her hand. Time had left traces on her face, but her eyes were still gentle and wise: "Hurry up and sit down, all of you sit together."

After Lin Wanwan and Ouyang Qingyu looked at each other and smiled, they sat down together.

Grandma's eyes moved gently between the two of them, and then she set her eyes on Lin Wanwan, smiling and saying:

"My Lady, I am so happy to see you two are such a perfect match. My greatest wish is to see you get married with my own eyes."

Hearing this, Lin Wanwan paused slightly, lowered her eyes, looked at Ouyang Qingyu with a clear gaze, then looked at the old lady, and said slowly:

"Old Madam, to be honest with you, this princess has married Hua Yu, the hostage of Yunhai Country."

"What?" The old lady seemed not to have heard clearly, her eyes slightly fixed, "What marriage?"

Ouyang Qingyu's heart sank, as if being pinched by an invisible hand.

He took a deep breath, looked at his grandmother and said, "Grandma, my grandson's marriage is not a matter of momentary impulse. It is related to the happiness of a lifetime. I hope you can give us more time."

Grandmother frowned slightly, her eyes full of doubt and confusion, and said:

"This? What else is there to consider?

Ever since you brought the princess to see me last time, the two of you standing together have been a match made in heaven.

A talented man and a beautiful woman, they are in love with each other.

Yu'er? What else are you worried about? "

Ouyang Qingyu's palms were full of sweat. He pursed his lips and continued:

“Grandma, you don’t know that the current situation is complicated, and the future of the family and personal prospects need to be carefully considered.

Besides, love requires two people to treat each other sincerely, and then things will come naturally."

The old lady thought about it carefully and smiled, "Oh, Yu'er is afraid of wronging the princess? Although polygamy is allowed, if I really like it, monogamy and respect each other like guests are also very much in line with my heart and mind."

Lin Wanwan looked at Ouyang Qingyu, frowning slightly. She saw his intention clearly, stood up slowly, walked gently to the old lady, and squatted down:

"Madam, Wanwan is already engaged. Minister Ouyang has a bright future, and there will definitely be a better woman to match him."

The old lady heard it clearly this time. She paused for a moment, frowned, looked at Ouyang Qingyu, then looked at Lin Wanwan, and sighed heavily: "Ah!"

The atmosphere in the house suddenly became a little solemn, with only the occasional bird song outside the window breaking the silence.

The breeze blew through the window lattice, gently blowing the sandalwood beside it.

After a while,

Grandma still sighed and said, "Forget it. Maybe I am an old woman with blurry eyes and misunderstood the relationship between you two."

Lin Wanwan lowered her eyes and stood up: "I won't disturb the old lady's rest."

Lin Wanwan was about to get up and leave, but the old lady held her hand.

The old lady looked at Ouyang Qingyu with burning eyes: "Yu'er, the princess is already engaged. According to the laws of the Xuanyue Dynasty, if you want to be with the princess, you can only be a concubine."

The old lady asked again: "Yu'er, do you understand?"

Ouyang Qingyu said seriously: "Grandson understands. I have always understood. Grandson knows what to do."

Upon hearing this, the old lady gently released Lin Wanwan's hand, closed her eyes, and chanted the Buddhist beads: "Princess, I won't see you off."

Ouyang Qingyu bowed, took Lin Wanwan's hand, and walked out the door.

As soon as they left the house, Lin Wanwan let go of her hand, turned around, and said in a very cold voice:

"Lord Ouyang, please don't do anything like deceiving my grandmother. She is already very old, and I cannot allow her to have any unrealistic thoughts."

Ouyang Qingyu remained silent.

Lin Wanwan stepped forward and walked out of the old lady's Buddhist temple backyard. She walked back along the original path without looking back at Ouyang Qingyu.

Ouyang Qingyu behind him looked at Lin Wanwan's resolute back without even turning her head.

She took each step forward.

His heart sank even more!

That thin yet determined back seemed to be ruthlessly widening the distance between them with every step.

His heart seemed to fall into a bottomless abyss.

Ouyang Qingyu's eyes became firm: No, I can't let the princess go like this. If I don't confess my feelings now, then I will really lose the princess forever.

This thought exploded like thunder in Ouyang Qingyu's mind.

When Lin Wanwan passed by the study.

Suddenly, a strong hand reached out from behind.

He immediately pulled her into the study.

Before she even had time to say anything, she was hugged tightly in a strong embrace.