I kicked the male lead away

The Seventh Prince's instigation failed, and the emperor was furious, and he was imprisoned first. Even his biological mother, Concubine Ming, was implicated and thrown into limbo.

As the crown prince and Taifu, Bo Mingchen's past actions were exposed one by one, but he was nowhere to be found.

The old emperor had only favored the noble concubine Ming for many years, and even naively believed that there was true love in the deep palace. Suddenly, he suffered from a headache and fell ill in bed. .

But at this moment, only the queen is waiting in front of the hospital bed.

The two young couple finally returned to the quiet time alone that was rare when they got married.

When Jing Fu came back from the palace, he hugged Fang Zhilan and said nothing, but tears gradually soaked the clothes on her shoulders.

"Okay, okay." Fang Zhilan reached out and patted her on the back lightly.I wanted to say that life and death depend on fate, wealth and honor, but thinking about the Son of Heaven who lives forever, wouldn't saying that be a curse on him?Just keep your mouth shut.

"Although the father is harsh on the emperor's brother." Jing Fu said, his voice was low and hoarse, with a faint cry, "He treated me very well. He gave me whatever I wanted since I was a child. I went to the imperial dining room to overturn it." The ink stained the minister's memorial, but he just waved his hand and told me not to tell the queen..."

Jing Fu leaned on her shoulder like this, showing a rare fragility, and the white beads on his head trembled slightly.

She continued: "Ah Lan, do you know? When I was a child, I was often annoyed why I wasn't a prince who could make a name for himself. Now, I'm glad that I'm just a princess, a princess who doesn't have to worry about anything anymore."

Fang Zhilan looked puzzled, not understanding why she suddenly mentioned this matter, she tilted her head to look at Jing Fu.

"My concubine told me that the emperor's sister-in-law has not married for two years, so I have to pay attention to the candidates for the side concubine for the emperor's brother." Jing Fu said, "And in the future, he will definitely have more concubines..."

This is reasonable in terms of emotion and reason. In the current situation, everyone is only waiting for the crown prince to return and ascend the throne.

If you become an emperor, in order to stabilize the situation, for the sake of the royal blood, three wives and four concubines, five palaces and six courtyards, which one can be less?

"And I only have you, that's enough." Jing Fu suddenly sat upright in her arms, and hugged Fang Zhilan tightly.

Fang Zhilan was silent for a moment, then hesitated: "Princess really, do you like me?"

"I like it!" Jing Fu didn't hesitate this time, and he agreed without hesitation. To show his sincerity, he didn't forget to sip Fang Zhilan's cheek.

"Don't you like me?" Seeing that Fang Zhilan hesitated to speak, her gaze suddenly became dangerous.

Fang Zhilan opened her mouth, but when she wanted to speak, it was too late, she stretched out her hand with a bit of anger, and pushed her down on the couch.

The girl's black hair was scattered on the couch, she was still in shock, her black and white eyes were wide open, and her body heaved up and down with her slight panting.

Jing Fu couldn't help but stick it up and bit her pink lips: "You must like me!"

Like a little overlord who robs people's daughters.

Fang Zhilan was in pain, with tears in her eyes, she nodded hurriedly: "I like it..."

Tasting the soft touch of her lips, Jing Fu could no longer hear what she was saying, and covered her lips again...

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In March of the following year, the old emperor was about to die, and the whole Wei Dynasty fell into silence until the first prince led the army to return to Beijing triumphantly, and the common people lined up to welcome him.

Fang Zhilan and Jing Fu were among the officials who welcomed them.

"Brother!" Seeing Fang Zhilan's voice, Fang Yu rushed forward and hugged her, "The things you told me were of great help on the battlefield..."

In half a year, he has sprung up a lot like mushrooms after a spring rain, and he has lost his youthful innocence. Wearing armor, he has a little more calm and ready to go that is unique to young people.

Seeing his unobtrusive movements, Jing Fu's face darkened, and he pulled Fang Zhilan out of his arms, and said coldly, "What are you doing?"

"Hey." Fang Yu's tanned face showed white teeth, "Sister-in-law."

Jing Fu froze, the depression in his heart was instantly blocked, he was speechless at him, and then gave Fang Zhilan a hard look.

Fang Zhilan, who was inexplicably murdered: "???"

After returning to Beijing, the first thing the prince did was to return to the emperor.

The old emperor was about to die, his eye sockets were sunken, he was trembling, unable to speak, so he waved his hand and asked the eunuchs around him to read out the imperial decree, and a sharp voice came out from the hall: "By heaven, the emperor said, the eldest prince Generosity and benevolence...so it is bestowed on this son, hereby."

The old emperor passed away, but the great emperor was about to ascend the throne in a blink of an eye.

Everyone in the royal family has changed into white, Jing Fu and Fang Zhilan are no exception.

The entire Wei Dynasty stopped to mourn, and the concubines and princes stood vigil in front of the mourning hall, kneeling down on the ground.

Rituals are done round after round, after the concubine is the prince, after the prince is the princess...

Fang Zhilan knelt at the end of the crowd, and suddenly heard a little eunuch whispering in her ear: "Lord Fang, Your Majesty is here to invite you."

Today's His Majesty, of course, is yesterday's prince. Fang Zhilan looked up, and sure enough, he did not see the prince in the crowd.

She didn't doubt him, she patted the ashes on her knees and stood up, followed the little eunuch to leave.

At this time, Jing Fu was still kneeling in front of his father's coffin and weeping silently.

The skinny little eunuch walked in front, and Fang Zhilan followed behind him, gradually walking from the bright palace road to the remote path, she smelled something wrong, and then thought of something: "System?"

"Ah..." B126's electronic voice was weak, with some guilt, "Well, isn't your luck already full? It's time to leave."

Knowing that the road ahead is a dead end, she still has to follow, Fang Zhilan had a sudden thought: "What if I intentionally jumped out of these deadly pits?"

"Impossible." The system immediately said, "Even if you can escape the first one, there will still be a second one, and a third one. If you insist on escaping, you will even implicate the original people in this world."

"I'll just ask casually." Fang Zhilan teased, "Why are you nervous?"

She knew very well in her heart that if the system had the ability to bring her into this world, it also had the ability to let her leave.

Besides, in the real world, there are still parents waiting for her to go back.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhilan became more determined to follow in the footsteps of the little eunuch.

The little eunuch stopped in front of a cold palace.

It was March, and other parts of the palace had blossomed and sprouted trees, but here it was still a bare and cold night, occasionally accompanied by a few sharp crows.

Through the moonlight, you can still see that the palace gate is covered with dust and cobwebs, and no one has lived in it for a long time.

"Lord Fang." The little eunuch showed the dagger in his sleeve, "Please."

Fang Zhilan only thought that the little eunuch was the best, but after entering the cold palace, she realized that there was someone else waiting for her.

In the dusty room, only one lamp was lit. The woman beside the lamp had gray hair and was wearing coarse clothes, but her bones were excellent. If you don't pay attention to her wrinkled face, you can tell that she is a beauty .

Fang Zhilan guessed who it was in an instant - Concubine Ming, the mother concubine of the Seventh Prince.

Seeing that she had guessed it, Concubine Ming slowly got up: "Master Fang is really as smart as the legends say."

Obviously, when she held a banquet on the Holy Majesty's birthday last time, she was still dressed gorgeously and looked attractive, but unexpectedly she resigned in the blink of an eye. Even though she knew that she was bound to die, Fang Zhilan still trembled: "Ming Noble Concubine."

"Afraid?" Concubine Ming smiled, her suppressed voice gradually became ferocious, "It turns out that Master Fang also knows to be afraid. When you sabotaged my emperor's schemes several times, how come you don't know how to be afraid?"

This is really... Fang Zhilan was speechless.

It's clearly your own son who wants to rebel, okay?

Concubine Ming has already raised the oil lamp on the table: "If you have anything to say, let's talk after we meet in the underworld!"

After that, she put down the lamp in her hand and let it fall to the ground.

Only then did Fang Zhilan realize that the ground had already been filled with oil, and as soon as the oil lamp fell to the ground, the flames started up quickly, and the temperature in the room, which was still somewhat chilly, suddenly rose. She did not expect that she would die in this way. The door has been tightly locked.

Fang Zhilan had nowhere to hide, and heard the long-rotted beams fall down above her head.

"Boom-"

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It's hot, it's so hot, it doesn't come from the outside, but the feeling from the gaps in the bones.

Fang Zhilan breathed loudly with her mouth open, but she felt increasingly thirsty.

The sound of the dance floor in my ears exploded like thunder, and the crowd shook in various colors. Fang Zhilan staggered, and there was a voice in her subconscious, telling her to escape from here.

Like a headless chicken, Fang Zhilan wandered around, found the elevator exit from the nightclub, and pressed the next floor.

In just a few minutes, her whole body collapsed and she was drenched in sweat. She didn't know where this feeling came from.

Stepping out of the elevator, the brightly lit corridors of the hotel in front of you seemed endless, showing different angles like a kaleidoscope.

Fang Zhilan's mouth was parched, and she struggled to regain her remaining consciousness: "System?"

"Wait..." B126 was also anxious, as if checking something, then he breathed a sigh of relief, "According to the plot, it's the room in front."

"Room?" Fang Zhilan felt a sudden pain in the back of her head, she vaguely understood.

It must be some bloody plot where the heroine is drugged and then makes a mistake with the hero.

She leaned on the wall with her hands, her steps were weak, and she turned around to walk back.

With a "ding dong", the elevator stopped on this floor, and the electronic door suddenly opened.

Fang Zhilan hid in the elevator as if fleeing, but bumped into a weak body when she didn't want to.

"Hug, I'm sorry." She stretched out her hand, obviously trying to push him away, but leaned on her more intimately.

Bai Nanrou subconsciously supported the small ball that bumped into her arms with both hands, and the moment she lowered her head, she was a little surprised by her usually calm face.

Not because of anything else, but because the girl in his arms is somewhat similar to himself.

No, except for being a little younger, they are almost exactly the same.

She couldn't see the face of the person in front of her clearly, but she could feel the cold fabric of the silk suit on her body. Fang Zhilan closed her eyes, couldn't help but hum like a kitten, and rubbed her hands comfortably.

Bai Nanrou has never seen any scenes at home and abroad since she was an adult, so she can tell what's wrong with her at a glance.

If you let it go, this little girl who is somewhat similar to me may be picked up by someone.

Without thinking too much, she took Fang Zhilan out of the elevator, swiped her card and entered her room.