Taking a staggering step back, Yin Luzhu looked at Yin Jingchao seriously and intently, "What role did his father play in this case?"
"My father taught you that those who achieve great things should do so at any cost. Those in higher positions should weigh the pros and cons and abandon those who should be abandoned. Those who are left behind, even if they deserve death, must be kept as long as they are useful."
Yin Luzhu only felt that his heart was deserted.
It turns out that my father died in the power of the Yin Dynasty where the power and intrigues alternated.
It turns out that a loyal king... will die without a burial place.
Under Yin Jingchao's cold gaze, she bowed slowly and said, "Lu Zhu knows about it and will not do it again in the future."
Yin Jingchao nodded slightly, "It's getting late, you go out."
Yin Luzhu turned around and walked out.
Yin Jingchao looked at her leaving back and suddenly smiled with some relief.
All these years of hard work have paid off after all.
Yin Luzhu was surprisingly calm. She went back to her room and had a good sleep. From this moment on, something was different.
……
Cars and horses are dancing in the air, people are flowing like a weave, and the penetrating shouts of vendors can be heard faintly along the ten-mile long street. Occasionally, there is a long neigh of horses, which makes people feel as if they are in a colorful and rich picture.
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The lingering clouds are like mats, stirring up the smoke and dust and noise outside the city.
Yin Luzhu sat silently in the carriage, the wind gently rolled up the curtains, and the plump girl with a charming smile on her face who was half leaning against the door of the brothel, her face that had not yet faded away from the drunkenness was filled with deep amorous feelings. p>
Yin Luzhu lowered his eyes gently.
She thought that if she had not died that day, she would probably be in a place like this now, living a life that everyone could trample on.
But since she is Yin Luzhu now, she will drag all the Chu family members to go to hell with her.
From this moment on, this great Yin has a "warrior" that makes people talk about it.
……
Above the Golden Palace, where hundreds of officials discuss matters.
The elderly minister stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, the princess of the Northern Kingdom has a stunning appearance, and the Princess of Liang Kingdom is extremely intelligent. Has your Majesty decided who to appoint as your queen?"
Hearing this, Gu Tingfang frowned subconsciously.
"You mean, the post of Da Yin will be handed over to women from other countries?"
Gu Tingfang's voice was cold, as if she had been in cold water, unable to make any waves.
The old minister added: "Even if you are not a queen, you can still be a concubine. There is no one in your harem, and the world is talking about it. You should be the heir of Yanmian, the great Yin Dynasty."
"I second the proposal!"
A loud sound echoed above the court.
Gu Tingfang's narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the hand on the armrest tightened at some point.
This woman, especially one in the harem, is always good at plotting and scheming, competing for favors, and even going so far as to get the emperor's favor. She can be so cruel and cruel that she will kill each other.
Thinking of the tragic death of his mother and concubine, Gu Tingfang's heart tightened suddenly.
"This matter will be discussed later."
"Your Majesty!" The old minister remonstrated as if he was determined, "I am ashamed of the late emperor. Your harem is still empty and you have no heirs. Today, if your Majesty does not establish a concubine, I will kill you." In this golden palace, go down early to apologize to the late emperor."
Seeing Gu Tingfang's dilemma, Shen Nanxiao was even more ready to help him out, when he heard an extremely disdainful snort coming from the quiet golden palace.
"Mr. Ge." Yin Luzhu walked in leisurely, her smile bright and cold.
