forced to fall in love

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Lingxi sits in the center on the right side of the banquet, the head of the table is the god, and the prime minister sits obliquely below her.

Lingxi looked at the dishes on the table with a calm expression, suppressing the desire to look higher.

It is clear that when he first entered the prime minister's mansion, he was still thinking about how to push the marriage, but now that he knows that God is the princess, he has no heart at all.

Not only did she not want to and couldn't push the marriage, but she also had to convince God.

But this is also a new problem. The original owner was a bit biased towards the prime minister before, and God should know that. In this way, there should be no reason for God to marry her.

But... Now, how could God come to the banquet at the prime minister's mansion?

Lingxi suddenly thought of something, and raised his eyes to look at the high position.

The prime minister stood up and clapped his hands, and the dancers who filed in stood in the hall, dancing to the music playing behind them.

The banquet has officially begun.

Holding the wine bottle, Zhao Qingsui took a sip, his eyes lightly glanced at the dancers, and then at the people watching the singing and dancing.

Her gaze finally settled on her future son-in-law, Lu Mu.

The man looked at the dish and didn't know what he was thinking. It took a while to look up at the dancer dancing in front of him.

But it seems to be watching, and not watching.

The dancing girl jumped in front of his eyes, and his eyes didn't follow her. Instead, it seemed that she just randomly found a place to deal with it.

Zhao Qingsui remembered that when he was outside, he looked at her for a moment, as if there were all kinds of indescribable emotions buried inside.

But surprisingly, none of those emotions were the ruthless and surly spirit that Zhao Qingsui knew.

Even inexplicably familiar.

It's just the first time we've met, but there's a feeling of déjà vu.

With a light force from the fingertips, the wine bottle was turned, and the clear liquid flowed down the red lips.

Zhao Qing narrowed his eyes slightly.

interesting.

Song and dance followed each other, Lingxi tasted all the food on the table, drank a few glasses of wine, and his body became hot.

From the corner of the eye, I saw the people on the high seat, watching the singing and dancing seriously.

Lingxi got up and backed out from the side, ventilating.

It was already night outside the courtyard, and it was getting dark. Lingxi stood by the lake looking at the moonlit lake, and the cool wind blew along, blowing away the smell of alcohol on her body.

There was a sudden sound behind him, the rustling of feet on the grass.

"Who."

Lingxi's eyes changed, and when he turned around, he seemed to fall into the boundless ocean, unable to find the floating board where he was struggling.

The sense of defense disappeared in an instant, and she immediately saluted the person who came, "Your Highness."

Zhao Qingsui easily caught the changes in the person in front of him.

"My lord Lu is exempt, why did you come out of the banquet?"

"Back to Your Highness, I drank some wine and then came out to breathe."

"Is that so, I thought Master Lu was not used to such banquets." Zhao Qingsui seemed to have something in his words.

Lingxi was silent for a moment: "I'm not used to it."

"Is it because I have disturbed Mr. Lu's interest?"

Lingxi bent down and replied: "I don't dare, it has nothing to do with Your Highness, it's my problem."

Zhao Qingsui cast a low glance at him, then walked towards the garden.

"The night is just right, Mr. Lu will accompany me for a walk."

"Yes."

The two walked one after the other on the cobblestone road in the garden, and Su Rui followed far behind.

The night breeze gently lifted her hair.

The person in front of him stood at the top of power in this life, but Lingxi did not relax in the slightest.

For those in power in troubled times, the higher the power, the greater the danger.

"Master Lu's words are ingenious regarding today's court affairs."

Zhao Qing suddenly broke the silence.

Lingxi was slightly stunned: "Please show your Highness."

"I want to know, if this matter is handed over to Dali Temple, what Master Lu will do." Zhao Qingsui's tone was calm, but it was like the heart of a lake with dark tides.

"I will live up to the painstaking efforts of the Holy Majesty and Your Highness."

Zhao Qingsui stopped suddenly, turned around to look at her, his eyes were deep and deep: "Then how does Mr. Lu get along with the Prime Minister?"

Lingxi knelt down in front of her: "The minister is the minister of the Holy Majesty and His Highness, so the Holy Majesty and His Highness should prevail."

Zhao Qingsui looked at her indifferently, and after a while his lips parted slightly: "Really? I remember that Jing Zhaoyin and the Prime Minister are relatives. I saw you together today, and I thought Mr. Lu was also very close."

Lingxi frowned, it was too late to hide.

"I would like to resolve this matter to prove my loyalty to the Holy One and His Highness."

For a moment, Zhao Qingsui withdrew his gaze.

"Master Lu, get up, it's such a cold day, don't freeze your body."

"Your Highness, I still have an unfeeling request." Lingxi did not move.

"Lord Lu, it's okay to say."

"I would like to ask Your Highness to preserve the position of your son."

The moonlight shines from the top of their heads, reflecting the figures of the two people, and the wind shakes the trees around them, causing rustling sounds, which also seems to create an innate barrier for the two people's conversation.

……

In the middle of the night, Zhao Qingsui came out from the prime minister's mansion, Su Rui followed behind her, and the two got into the carriage one after the other.

"Your Highness, there is news from the Ministry of Rites that a good date may be set in the next few days. This engagement..." Su Rui hesitated.

"Well, let's settle it then."

"Yes."

Zhao Qingsui looked at the receding streets and alleys outside the curtains, caressing the warm hand stove, with a calm expression.

The next day, when Lingxi went to court, Zhao Cong decreed that the case of prohibited weapons found in the capital would be handed over to Dali Temple for investigation.

Lingxi lowered his head, and the voice from last night suddenly sounded in his ears again.

"Then I will wait to see how Mr. Lu proves his loyalty."

Lingxi breathed a sigh of relief, besides Lu Mu, the Lu family also had another eldest son, Lu Gaolang who was born to the current Wang family.

If Lingxi wants to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the original owner, he also needs to do his own duty.

Therefore, as long as the marriage contract is divine, it cannot be broken.

However, the fact that the original owner was partial to the prime minister before did leave the impression that it was difficult for the god to trust her. She could only gain temporary trust by handing over the handle to her.

Lingxi also tried to tell God about the woman's body, but now, she doesn't know God's attitude, it's hard to figure out, and this matter is a serious crime of deceiving the emperor, and it may be difficult to solve.

So I chose a compromise.

After coming down to court, Lingxi returned to Dali Temple with Dali Temple Minister Li Cai and immediately invested in the investigation of the matter.

After sorting it out carefully, Lingxi found that there were not many useful clues in the case file transferred from Jing Zhaoyin, so she personally took people to investigate the scene where the prohibited weapons were found.

But the scene was in a remote abandoned house in the east of the city, and there was no comparison with the owner of the house, and even the people living nearby were scattered.

One didn't work, and Lingxi replaced it with another one. With such a large number of weapons, when entering the capital, no matter what was concealed and mixed in, there should be traces.

Lingxi went through the registration at the city gate overnight, and her last gaze rested on a few names that she thought looked familiar.

For several days, Lingxi was thinking about this matter and almost lived in Dali Temple. During the day, she took people to search and ask suspicious people or places one by one, and at night, she bent over the case alone and thought.

Finally, Lingxi received the news and found a suspected delivery point.

Lingxi led people and followed the clues to the edge of the courtyard where someone was watching. Lingxi divided the people into several teams to ensure that the escape routes were blocked, and led a team to kick the door into the courtyard.

As soon as Lingxi stepped in, clusters of arrows were shot from the slope.

not good!

"Be careful! There are organs!"

She shouted, and the sound of arrow clusters followed the wind to her ears in the next second, Lingxi raised her hand to block it with her sword.

Immediately, the screams of subordinates came from the side, and the sound of kicking things down could be faintly heard from behind the courtyard.

"My lord, someone ran away from the backyard!"

"Chase!"

Lingxi frowned, and entered the courtyard without thinking about anything, walking straight to the backyard, Lingxi smelled burnt.

Under a dead tree in the backyard was a brazier that had been kicked over.

Lingxi covered his mouth and nose with his official robe, and swept away the paper dust with his sword. In an instant, his eyes were filled with dust.

The escaped man had been burnt to ashes, but Lingxi found other, unburned wreckage from the bottom.

Lingxi picked it up with his hands, carefully wrapped it in silk, and after leaving the hospital quickly, he straddled his horse and chased it out.

The thief was cunning. After injuring a subordinate who blocked the road, he fled and chose the busiest market during the day.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Dali Temple handles the case!"

Someone shouted loudly, and the people gave way one after another.

Lingxi came galloping on horseback, the thief was wearing a gray cloth, looking back while running, when he passed the butcher's chopping board, he took the butcher's knife, the knife flashed.

Lingxi straddled the horse and approached. After estimating the approximate distance, he immediately let go of the rein and jumped off the horse.

The thief didn't expect that someone would leap off the horse at such a fast speed. Lingxi's right hand rested on his wrist holding the knife. As soon as he touched it, he exerted force suddenly. The man quickly hit Lingxi's abdomen backward with his elbow, Lingxi let out a muffled snort, strangled the man's neck with all her strength, and the moment the knife fell from the man's hand, Lingxi hugged him and quickly rolled to the side.

Immediately, the vision was blurred, even the sky and the earth were shaking, and the body didn't seem to be his own. The two of them rolled away several meters away by the momentum.

When Lingxi was lying on the ground, he suddenly heard shouts and reprimands from far away beside him.

"Who is presumptuous here, dare to stop Her Royal Highness's carriage!"

The subordinates of Dali Temple who came later rushed forward and held down the person Lingxi was holding tightly.

The thief was dragged aside, knelt down and restrained, someone beside him helped Lingxi, Lingxi frowned, trying to endure the dizziness in his head.

Before the person in front of her could see it, when Lingxi knelt down, her head fell down, and she could only use her forehead to the ground to keep her from getting dizzy out of control.

Dali Temple Minister Li Cai who arrived later hurriedly knelt in front of Lingxi: "Your Highness, please forgive me. It was Dali Temple who was chasing the thief and had no intention of disturbing His Highness's carriage."

Suddenly there was no sound around, Lingxi's forehead was pressed against the floor tiles, and the coolness seeped in. With this buffer, Lingxi felt the discomfort in his body belatedly.

It doesn't matter if you are injured, and you happen to be bumped into by God.

The number one weapon next to Tangtang Shenshang was so embarrassed, Lingxi frowned, and lowered his body a little more, trying to get behind Li Cai.

"Your Highness asked, who is kneeling under the car?"

Lingxi recognizes that it is Su Rui's voice.

"Returning to Your Highness, Li Cai, Minister of the Dali Temple, and Lu Mu, the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple."

It was another period of silence. I don't know why Lingxi felt that this time was extremely difficult.

Suddenly, Dao Lingxi's familiar voice came, but the calm tone was irresistible.

"Head up."

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The author has something to say:

Sorry for the late update, there will be a lottery to compensate, everyone who is interested can participate~

By the way, let me push my pre-received article: "Tonight Moon"

Shen Xinyue was dedicated to Qi Yaoye, and as the sharp knife in Qi Yaoye's hand, she never hesitated.

God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha.

Later, when something happened, before Shen Xinyue died, she didn't even get Qi Yaoye's eyes.

Her heart also died physically.

Suddenly one day she was reborn and she decided to be herself.

She doesn't care about the devil, good or evil.

……

Shen Xinyue travels around the sky and the earth, tastes all the delicacies in the world, and watches the battle between good and evil.

She does whatever she wants, without any rules.

She can also save the right way who has the predestined relationship, and she can also reject the demon king who does not like it.

"I'm hurt, won't you save me?"

"...The majestic Lord Mozun still needs my rescue?"

Qi Yaoye, who was leaning against the tree, stood up suddenly, using spiritual power as a sword, and stood in front of Shen Xinyue holding the sword.

Shen Xinyue looked at her: "You want to kill me?"

Qi Yaoye turned his sword slightly: "If you don't save me, I will kill them."

Shen Xinyue raised her eyebrows as she looked at Lord Mozun who had all hands and feet, except for a small scrape.

【Double Life, Chasing Wife Crematorium】

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