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

Lin Wanwan, who was in the carriage, looked at the [System Prompt], quickly lifted the curtain and looked into the distance.

There were two vast cotton fields on both sides of the avenue. The fields were full of cotton that was almost dry due to the lack of rain, which made her heart heavy.

She saw a man in the distance, in the cotton field. His thin body was carrying a heavy bucket of water, and he was watering the field with difficulty.

"Stop." Lin Wanwan's voice came from the carriage.

The guards of the Ministry of Justice immediately stopped the carriage to the side of the road. Qin Jun said, "Mr. Lin, what do you want me to do?"

Ye Lan immediately walked out of the carriage and came to Lin Wanwan's side.

Lin Wanwan came out of the carriage and looked at the scorching sun in the sky:

"You guys find a place to settle down in Pingyang City and find a good wife for Qingqing. Yelan, come with me."

Yelan nodded.

"Yes." Qin Jun drove the carriage and took everyone to Pingyang City to settle down.

Upon hearing this, Zitan in the carriage lifted the curtain while holding Qingqing, and saw Lin Wanwan walking towards the cotton field.

Hearing this, Su Ye lifted the curtain and looked out. The summer wind was hot and the July sun was scorching.

In such weather, the princess has already gotten off the carriage and started doing her business.

Su Ye lowered the curtain, held the folding fan tightly with both hands, pursed his lips, and laughed at himself in his heart:

Su Ye, the princess' body is a hundred times more valuable than yours, and she is not afraid of the scorching sun.

Su Ye, what about you?

What are you doing?

Lin Wanwan and Ye Lan entered the cotton field and walked further and further away. Ye Lan said to Lin Wanwan, "Mr. Lin, the weather is hot. Can I carry you over?"

Lin Wanwan said, "I am a man, and I want you to carry me. This is not appropriate."

Ye Lan nodded immediately.

Lin Wanwan glanced at Luo Mingyuan's figure and continued walking towards him.

Suddenly, a noisy sound of footsteps broke the silence.

A group of thugs broke into the cotton field with aggressive and ferocious looks.

Zhao Liu was a burly man with a face full of flesh. He waved a thick wooden stick in his hand and shouted at the ruffians behind him:

"Do it hard for me! Destroy this cotton field!"

Following Zhao Liu's order, the gangsters behind him pounced on the cotton field like wolves.

They rampaged through the cotton fields, wreaking havoc.

Several people were waving sticks around, hitting the cotton stalks, making them snap. The cotton plants were broken, and the green branches and leaves and pink and yellow cotton petals fluttered in the wind.

Pink cotton flowers floated in front of Lin Wanwan.

Lin Wanwan's eyes were as dark as water, and she walked up quickly.

At this moment, when Luo Mingyuan saw that the cotton field he had worked so hard to grow was ruined beyond recognition, his eyes instantly turned red and anger burned in his heart.

"You bastards, stop it!"

Luo Mingyuan took a few steps forward and tried to catch Zhao Liu.

How could Zhao Liu listen to him? He sneered, pushed Luo Mingyuan to the ground, and said viciously:

“I advise you to sell this cotton field to Mr. Qian.

Otherwise, I will bring people here to look for you every day."

Luo Mingyuan ignored the pain in his body, quickly got up and pounced on them again.

"Don't smash it! These cottons are..."

"Get out of here!" Zhao Liu kicked him hard, and Luo Mingyuan fell down again, overwhelming a large cotton field.

Zhao Liu stepped on Luo Mingyuan's body and said, "Say it again! You'd better be smart and sell the cotton field to Mr. Qian quickly, otherwise, your Grandpa Zhao will come here every day."

Luo Mingyuan was unable to move. He felt a little desperate, but he struggled and said, "You want me to sell this land to Qian Wanguan? Don't daydream!"

Lin Wanwan saw the scene in front of her and said coldly, "It's late."

Ye Lan understood what he meant, and without saying a word, he rushed over like a gust of wind and kicked Zhao Liu away.

"Ouch." Zhao Liu was kicked one meter away. "How dare you hit your Grandpa Zhao! Where did these two wild boys come from? Do you want to die?!"

Zhao Liu stood up and looked at Lin Wanwan: "You skinny guy, watch Master Zhao take your elbow off, brothers, come on!"

Ye Lan was agile and dodged the punches of several hooligans by turning sideways. Then he leaped up and kicked in the air, hitting the hooligans so hard that they saw stars and fell to the ground.

After a few rounds, the thugs were beaten to a pulp by Ye Lan and had no power to fight back.

Ye Lan grabbed Zhao Liu like a chicken and brought him in front of Lin Wanwan, "Kneel down!"

Zhao Liu looked up at Lin Wanwan, only to find the sunlight blinding him. He hurriedly said, "Sir, this is a misunderstanding... It's all a misunderstanding..."

Lin Wanwan said coldly: "Whose grandfather are you? If you say one more word, I will immediately send you to the underworld to meet your grandfather."

This atmosphere filled Zhao Liu's face with despair and fear: "I dare not... I dare not..."

Luo Mingyuan was covered in dust at this time, with bruises and scratches on his face, and his clothes were torn. He looked very embarrassed. He patted the dust off his body and got up from the ground.

He looked at Lin Wanwan and Ye Lan, and said with a trembling voice of gratitude:

“If you two hadn’t arrived in time, I really don’t know what I would have done.

This Zhao Liu is so hateful."

Lin Wanwan looked at Luo Mingyuan in front of her, her face dark, handsome and resolute, and said:

"It's hard for us to stand aside when something like this happens. But why are these people bothering you?"

Zhao Liuyi wanted to join in the conversation immediately after hearing this: "It's Mr. Qian..."

Ye Lan kicked him to the ground: "Mr. Lin didn't ask you."

Luo Mingyuan was stunned when he saw this. He looked at the two of them carefully. He saw Lin Wanwan was wearing men's clothes, but her skin was white, and Ye Lan was wearing a black suit. Then he said:

"You two don't look like you are from Pingyang City."

Lin Wanwan smiled and said, "Well, we just came from another place to visit relatives."

Luo Mingyuan sighed heavily and continued, “Pingyang City originally lacked water, which led to a shortage of food and a poor cotton harvest.

It is hot in the summer and cold in the winter. Our Luo family is the largest cotton grower in Pingyang City, with the largest estate. Our family has been growing cotton for generations.

According to the family tradition, every year we harvest cotton to make cotton clothes and sell them to the people at a fair price. We should not be greedy for money.

But despite this, due to climatic reasons, hundreds of people still die in Pingyang City in winter every year.

This year's drought has made cotton harvesting even more difficult.

The wealthy businessmen in the city were rich and wanted to buy cotton fields and monopolize cotton clothes.

When I refused, he asked Zhao Liu to come..."

"Qian Wanguan? Did he hire someone to cause trouble?" Lin Wanwan's eyes turned cold when he heard that.

Luo Mingyuan nodded.

Lin Wanwan stood there quietly, her face looking very cold and majestic.

Her beautiful face was now covered with a layer of frost, and her eyes revealed a chilling coldness.

"Break his hand!" Lin Wanwan's voice was cold and resolute.

Ye Lan did not hesitate and took action instantly.

All I heard was a crisp "click" sound.

"Ah!" Zhao Liu let out a shrill scream, fell to the ground in pain, and his hands were twisted and deformed.

Ye Lan had a blank expression on his face, as if what he had just done was just a trivial matter.

The rest of the ruffians trembled in fear, feeling extremely depressed and terrified: "Mercy...Mercy..."

"It was Zhao Liu who asked us to do this."

"Yeah."

Lin Wanwan said lightly, "Ye Lan, slap each of the others on the face with more force so that they will remember it."

Seeing that the situation was not good, everyone retreated.

Ye Lan's eyes fixed and he started slapping.

"Clap clap clap!"

The sounds of slapping each other came one after another.

"Ouch……"

"pain!"

"what!"

"Puff... puff..."

After Ye Lan slapped everyone in the face, everyone fell to the ground.

Lin Wanwan looked down at him and said, "Why don't you take Zhao Liu and get out?"

"Hurry... hurry up!" Zhao Liu was led away in shame by everyone.

"Let's go, Ye Lan." Lin Wanwan glanced coldly at the destroyed cotton field, turned around and left the cotton field.

Luo Mingyuan looked at their departing backs, slightly thoughtful.

……

On the streets of Pingyang City, a group of children gathered together, and the noise was endless.

In the center of the crowd, young Situ Liuyun's attire, which was different from that of ordinary people, was particularly eye-catching.

At this moment, his mind was only that of a six-year-old, and he felt it was very strange that he was here alone.

far away.

"This is mine, I saw it first!" A child from Pingyang City held tightly in his hands the food he found from the garbage dump.

Little Situ Liuyun thought it was some treasure. He was also hungry at the moment. His face was full of arrogance, and he shouted: "What is that? Is it food? Give it to me, give it to me!"

He tried hard to grab the food, and other children also joined in the fight, causing chaos.

"How dare you snatch things from a child!"

"That's right! Don't snatch it!"

"How can you be so mean, adult!"

Little Situ Liuyun pushed them hard and knocked them to the ground one after another.

The children started crying.

Little Situ Liuyun didn't care about that. He believed that he relied on his own strength to snatch the rotten vegetable leaves from the child's hand.

He took a big bite, trying to make himself look good, and made faces at the other kids:

"Haha, there are so many of you, but you are really useless. Lululu, you can't beat me!"

The rotten vegetable leaves are put into the mouth.

"Pah! Pah!" Little Situ Liuyun threw the rotten vegetable leaves on the ground with a look of disgust.

"How disgusting! You guys are eating this kind of thing, you dirty kids! I won't play with you."

After grabbing the food, little Situ Liuyun started running around. After a while, he ran to a rice field, and the dense rice plants blocked his way.

"Go away, go away!" He waved his hands, trying to push the rice fields away, but the rice fields came back again and remained motionless.

Furious, he felt around and pulled out a fire starter from his bosom, saying viciously, "If you don't let me through, I'll burn you!"

"No!" a child behind him screamed, "That's life-saving food in the winter!"

But young Situ Liuyun had already set the rice fields on fire, and the fire spread rapidly, with large tracts of rice fields instantly engulfed in flames.

Thick smoke billowed up into the sky, and the air was filled with a burning smell.

"Fire! Fire!" Children's cries for help were heard everywhere.

Soon, adults from the neighborhood came over.

Seeing the burned rice fields and the confused little Situ Liuyun, they were furious.

Some people immediately tried to find a way to put out the fire.

"Who did this!" a strong man shouted.

"It was him! He burned it!"

"Yes, he is very bad!"

"He also snatched food from us."

The children all pointed at little Situ Liuyun.

The sturdy man's eyes widened with anger. He rushed towards little Situ Liuyun and grabbed him by the collar: "How could you do such a bad thing when you are so old!"

Little Situ Liuyun was so scared that he burst into tears: "Uncle, don't hit me, I, I didn't mean it."

"You still dare to quibble!" The sturdy man raised his fist and hit little Situ Liuyun hard.

Others also surrounded him and started punching and kicking him.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!" A kind-hearted woman holding a child nearby tried to dissuade them, but the angry people simply didn't listen.

Under the beating of the crowd, little Situ Liuyun soon lost the ability to resist. His crying became weaker and weaker, and he eventually fell into a coma.

"Ouch, it seems I hit him too hard." The strong man finally realized that something was wrong.

Only then did people stop and look at the little Situ Liuyun lying motionless on the ground, and began to feel fear and regret.

“What should we do?” Everyone looked at each other and the scene fell into silence.

"Don't worry about him. Let's find someone and water to put out the fire first." Everyone dispersed.

Not long after, Situ Liuyun slowly opened his eyes, his head still a little dizzy.

"Fight the fire!"

"Don't let the fire spread!"

Situ Liuyun looked around at the people struggling to put out the burning rice fields in confusion, wondering, "Why am I here?"

He struggled to sit up from the ground, feeling aches all over his body, as if he had been hit hard by countless heavy hammers.

"What exactly is going on?"

He muttered as he stood up with difficulty.

Looking around, he found himself on the streets of Pingyang City. Crowds of people walked past him, casting curious glances at him.

Situ Liuyun rubbed his sore shoulders and tried hard to recall what happened before, but there was only a vague image in his mind.

Suddenly, he remembered that the illness he had suffered many years ago came back.

He saw blood.

A familiar figure flashed through his mind—Princess An Ning, Lin Wanwan.

Yes, I came to Pingyang City with the princess.

They must be going to the inn to stay overnight. Situ Liuyun walked towards the inn in Pingyang City anxiously.