When the male protagonist falls in love with the scumbag

As the only son of Concubine Chen Gui, who was under the empress alone and ruled almost half of the harem, Yan Ziyu was regarded as the sole heir to the throne from birth, but he was named the crown prince and entered the East Palace within a hundred days. He is the object of thousands of people's pursuit, and he also tried his best to win the favor of the emperor and empress.His efforts were not in vain. Although Yan Nanfei was not fond of him, he was satisfied as a prince. Therefore, Yan Ziyu, who had never heard such a cold voice from Yan Nanfei, froze slightly, but still remained silent. .

"Aren't you going to talk?" Yan Nanfei sneered, looking at Yan Ziyu's beautiful phoenix eyes with cold disdain, "Do you think that now that you are the crown prince, you have made some achievements in the court and participated in political affairs? With a group of veterans belonging to your own power, you feel that your wings are hardened, and you can do whatever you want without my control?"

"I tell you, I can make you the crown prince, and naturally I can also make the second, third, and even the ninth crown prince. If I can single-handedly lift you up to that supreme position, I will naturally make you fall down and be smashed to pieces!"

Yan Ziyu trembled all over, and suddenly clenched her hands on her knees with such strength that her joints turned white.

Yan Nanfei, who had a panoramic view of his reaction, showed a satisfied expression. He changed to a more comfortable position, continued to play with the white luminous cup in his hand, and smiled meaningfully: "You and those old immortals I know all the little tricks I did behind my back, but I have to remind you, don’t forget—as long as I don’t die, you will be ministers after all!”

The constantly tightening hands revealed the tension and anxiety in Yan Ziyu's heart, but on the surface he has returned to his former composure and calmness, he stared straight at a certain point in the void expressionlessly, his dry lips moved slightly: " I know my mistake... I have been taught."

Yan Nan looked at Yan Ziyu coldly, suddenly raised his red lips, and smiled charmingly: "No, you are not wrong."

"When I was as old as you, I was already thinking about forming a party for selfish reasons and thinking about how to get rid of the late emperor. You are the son who is the most like me, and the prince I have chosen. Naturally, the blue is better than the blue, but let I'm disappointed that you don't seem to be aware of the mistakes you really made," Yan Nanfei paused, looking at Yan Ziyu with deep disappointment, "It's not your fault that you wanted to kill my superior , but you actually disobeyed my order for the biggest threat to the royal family, and you forcibly missed the opportunity to eradicate Song Yu!"

Yan Ziyu was still silent, Yan Nanfei sneered and said, "You might as well tell me, when I set up my bow and shoot arrows, for what purpose did you insist on protecting him, even at the expense of hurting yourself? This is not at all like the Yan Ziyu I know."

Yan Ziyu clenched the hem of the robe embroidered with gold thread, a trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes, just when Yan Nanfei thought he would remain silent, he suddenly hesitated and said: "Father, we... have to Except for Song Yu..." The voice was confused and helpless that Yan Nanfei had never heard before.

Yan Nanfei was stunned, and laughed angrily: "You actually asked such a stupid question, I'm already wondering if making you the crown prince is the biggest mistake I've ever made!"

Yan Nanfei walked away with a condensed face, leaving only Yan Ziyu staring at the void in a daze, clasped his hands and couldn't get up on his knees.

At the same time, it was a completely different scene in Xiangfu. Song Cheng and Fang Qingxue, who had already known all the sudden dangerous situations in the hunting ground, waited anxiously for three days. Now that Song Yu finally came back safely, Fang Qingxue She couldn't help crying with joy while hugging Song Yu, and joyfully hosted a family banquet for Song Yu that night.

During the family banquet, Fang Qingxue kept adding vegetables to Song Yu's bowl, looking at her more handsome son with distress, her eyes couldn't help turning red: "Yu'er, mother sees that you have lost a lot of weight..."

Seeing that his sentimental mother was about to cry again, Song Yu couldn't help but feel a headache. He quickly comforted him: "Mother, don't worry, I have been living well in the palace."

"Very good?" Song Cheng frowned and snorted coldly, "You almost died during this hunt, so this is also called a good life? How did the emperor promise me? He is too disrespectful to me. The Prime Minister is paying attention!"

Song Yu put down his chopsticks, and said indifferently: "Now that these dangerous things happen one after another, doesn't it mean that father thinks these are just accidents? It's not that Yan Nanfei doesn't pay attention to the Xiangfu, but he is doing everything possible to get rid of Song Yu. The family is a thorn in the side, a thorn in the flesh."

Hearing his words, Song Cheng and Fang Qingxue's expressions became serious, because Song Yu is now in the deep palace, and it is inevitable that he will be exposed to those dirty conspiracies, so he will say such words Song Cheng and Fang Qingxue were not surprised at all, Song Cheng fell into deep thought, frowning tightly and said nothing.

"Since ancient times, princes and generals have mastered the skills of masters. Has there ever been a good death? No matter how low-key we are, in Yan Nanfei's eyes, we are still keeping a low profile. Now that the world is peaceful, he will naturally not let go of getting rid of the Song family." Opportunity, rather than just sitting around waiting to die, it's better to fight Yan Nanfei with all your might, it's still unknown who will win the battle."

Song Yu's words already carried a hint of seduction, but Song Cheng remained silent. Song Yu knew that he was still hesitant, so he gave him one last shot: "My son has been in the palace for several years, I discovered a terrible secret, it turned out that the poison that caused me to be seriously ill and nearly killed me was buried in my body by the emperor and empress at the Hundred Days Banquet."

If it was said that Song Cheng had been hesitant just now, thinking that rebellion was an unethical practice, then what Song Yu said just now was undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel's back.Fang Qingxue's eyes widened in disbelief, Song Cheng's eyes were slightly red, and his voice trembled: "What you said...is true? The Emperor...has really decided to get rid of the Song family since then ?”

It's no wonder that Song Cheng is like this. Anyone who has been loyal to the court has been told that the court has suspected you, abandoned you, and plans to get rid of you. It is difficult for anyone else to keep calm.

Song Yu raised the corners of his lips lightly: "Of course, it's true."

In this way, everything makes sense... The violent poisoning when he was young, the repeated assassinations, the last fierce counterattack of the Li family who had lost their power, the sudden attack on the hunting ground that caused many deaths, and now The Song family's business was repeatedly sabotaged by mysterious people, and the other two major families joined hands to deal with the Song family... Now it seems that someone is obviously manipulating all this behind the scenes!

While Song Cheng was angry, he also felt unprecedentedly chilled. He was silent for a while, and then said in a difficult and obscure way: "Since we have reached the situation we are in today, it is better...to give it a go!"

Fang Qingxue nodded lightly with red eyes, Song Yu lowered her eyelids, and the corners of her lips curled up in a playful arc.

Song Yu returned to the palace after staying in the prime minister's mansion for two days. He was not worried that Song Cheng would lose his sense of propriety. After all, Song Cheng's transformation from a ninth-rank sesame official to a powerful prime minister today was not only due to Fang Qingxue's natal family. With his powerful influence and his own talent, if he really wanted to play with his influence, Song Cheng would be no worse than Yan Nanfei.

When Song Yu returned to the palace, the palace had undergone earth-shaking changes. Every palace member had beaming smiles on their faces. This change was especially obvious in the East Palace, where lanterns and festoons were everywhere, and festive decorations were arranged. The red decorations of the East Palace, the maids and eunuchs who came in and out of the East Palace held food and decorations in their hands, and the entire East Palace seemed to be immersed in such a peaceful and joyful atmosphere.

Because today is the wedding day of Prince Yan Ziyu.

When Song Yu heard the news from Song Cheng in the prime minister's mansion, he was stunned for a while. During the time when they went to the hunting ground, Mengdan, a small country of the Hu nationality near Yan, sent envoys to pay homage, but The envoys of a small country were not enough to make Yan Nanfei stop hunting and return to the palace, so he kept Mengdan's envoys waiting in the palace, but on the second day after returning to the palace, Yan Nanfei actually agreed in the morning. According to Mengdan envoy's request, they agreed to let their princess become Yan Ziyu's concubine, and they will get married immediately in three days!

What's even more incredible is that after Yan Nanfei issued the imperial edict, Yan Ziyu accepted the imperial edict without any objection!

On the way back to Xiangfu, Song Cheng kept speculating about Yan Nanfei's intentions, but even if he guessed wrongly, he couldn't figure it out, but what is certain is that there must have been a lot of trouble between Yan Nanfei and Yan Ziyu. The estrangement and anger even gave birth to the idea of ​​belittling Yan Ziyu, the crown prince, otherwise he would not let Yan Ziyu marry a woman without a strong background as a marriage partner. Doing so will inevitably make those who stand beside Yan Ziyu The ministers in the class were shaken, thinking whether it was worth supporting such a prince who was likely to be abandoned by Yan Nanfei as emperor.

Neither Song Cheng nor a group of ministers could understand the sudden change. After pondering for a while, Song Yu guessed that Yan Nanfei's change was probably because Yan Ziyu blocked an arrow for him in the hunting ground, and the arrow shot in the hunting ground that day The person who attacked him should be Yan Nanfei himself. Yan Nanfei's domineering personality certainly couldn't bear Yan Ziyu's disobeying his orders, so this ridiculous marriage came about.

Although the accident seemed to be caused by him, Song Yu didn't plan to do anything. In the evening, he went to the palace with his family to attend Yan Ziyu's wedding.

Although everyone was tacitly aware of the nature of the wedding, the arrangement was extremely luxurious and grand on the surface. Song Yu had no interest in the complicated etiquette and lengthy process of ancient weddings. He just stood in the crowd and watched from a distance. Yan Ziyu.

At that time, he was surrounded by a group of royal relatives, he kicked away the wedding sedan chair under their coaxing, and the Mengdan bride Gerdan, who was carrying a phoenix crown and xiapei, walked towards the East Palace, with a proper smile on his face, but The smile didn't reach his eyes.

As if feeling something, Yan Ziyu suddenly turned his head and looked in a certain direction, but he didn't see the person he wanted to see as he wished.

He is going to get married soon, so that person still refuses to take a look at him... Although, that person's gaze has never fallen on him... Yan Ziyu lowered his eyelids to cover the loneliness in his eyes, and walked step by step Go to the East Palace.

It was time to complete all the complicated etiquette, and the groom had to deal with all the guests above the main hall, while the bride, Gerdan, sat in the luxuriously furnished wedding room, quietly waiting for Yan Ziyu's arrival, while smelling of alcohol. When Yan Ziyu staggered open the carved wooden door, what he saw was this quiet and peaceful picture.

When he was young, Yan Ziyu didn't expect what his future wife would look like, and he also imagined how beautiful it would be when he was with his wife, but as he grew older, he realized how serious his original thoughts were. To him, marriage is just a tool to consolidate his status. It is impossible for him to live a peaceful and beautiful life in his life.

This is, being in the royal family is involuntary.But the world can only see the surface of the royal scenery, but they don't know how many bones the golden throne is made of.

Yan Ziyu's expression was gloomy, but then he laughed at himself. I really don't know what happened tonight. Could it be that people who drink too much wine will become sentimental?Yan Ziyu shook her head, put those unnecessary thoughts behind her, and walked towards Gerdan with a somewhat vain footstep.

The sound of footsteps gradually approached, and when the pair of boots embroidered with gold appeared in sight, Gerdan's hands hidden in his wide sleeves couldn't help but twist together nervously.

All the people in the world know that three years ago when Princess Gerdan of Mengdan Kingdom first met Crown Prince Yan Ziyu when she met Yan Nanfei, the emperor of Yan Kingdom, she fell in love with him at first sight and crazily fell in love with him. She was stalking and stalking, even at the expense of destroying her own reputation to announce to the world that she would not marry unless she was a king, so everyone said that Gerdan finally got what she wanted today, but they didn't know that she was in Mengdan University ten years ago. It was the first time she met Yan Ziyu on the grassland, and she did not fall in love with Yan Ziyu at first sight.

The boots stopped in front of Gerdan, and Gerdan knew that Yan Ziyu was looking at her, and his cheeks under the hijab couldn't help but blush.

Both of them remained silent, and only the sound of red candles burning could be heard in the huge hall. Just when Gerdan couldn't help but want to speak regardless of his reservedness as a woman, Yan Ziyu suddenly stretched out his slender arms. Finger, trying to lift the hijab in front of Gerdan's eyes——

"you……"

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