The Ceremony of the Direct Lord

Su Zijin is the eldest daughter of the Su family of the Qingxiao Dynasty. She is talented, has a photographic memory, an extraordinary sense of smell, and her cooking skills are unparalleled in the world. But his character is too weak, and anyone in the Su family can be bullied. The marrow-eating Gu was in his body, and his life was short-lived. When he returned from detoxification a year later, Su Zijin was still the same Su Zijin, but he was not the Su Zijin of the past. This year, Prince Rui was fond of men - everyone was talking about it. This year, Prince Rui married the eldest daughter of the deceased Su family as a royal concubine - and everyone was talking about it. This year, the eldest lady of the Su family came back from the dead - everyone was talking about it. This year, the eldest daughter of the Su family who was supposed to be the royal concubine of Prince Rui became the quasi-Crown Princess of Jing Qiu Kingdom - everyone was talking about it. This year, Prince Rui hired his daughter, and the emperor acted as a matchmaker to marry the eldest daughter of the Su family - everyone was talking about it. This year, the day after Prince Rui married the eldest daughter of the Su family, he accepted a new concubine - everyone was talking about it. This year, Prince Rui's main concubine and his concubine were caught in a trap at the same time. Prince Rui abandoned his concubine to save his concubine - everyone was talking about it. Two years later, Prince Rui's wife disappeared; Prince Rui tried his best to find her - and everyone started talking about her. Small theater one: In the solemn hall, Bai Zhengqing, dressed in plain clothes, looked particularly miserable. The starry eyes filled with sorrow were firm and determined: "My brother is willing to marry the eldest daughter of the Su family as a concubine, and I hope that the king will grant the marriage." Bai Zhengxuan, the Lord of Qingxiao, looked at his brother with heartache and said helplessly: "Zhengqing, Miss Su family is dead." "Sleep on the same bed when you are alive, and be buried in the same coffin when you die." Bai Zhengqing's voice was still as firm as ever, which shocked people. "Are you serious?" "It's so sweet" "That's all, just marry me." More than a month later Bai Zhengqing looked at Zi Jin who was sitting next to him and quietly reading the book of war. He sighed in his heart that it was another hallucination. He couldn't count how many times this happened. Even if it was a hallucination, it would be good to see her. He spoke softly to avoid surprising Zi Jin, who was in the surrounding environment: "Jin'er?" Zi Jin raised his head from the military book and smiled lightly at Bai Zhengqing. The long-lost smile made Bai Zhengqing unable to help but touch this fairyland-like beauty. Bai Zhengqing was overjoyed by the real touch. He stood up suddenly and accidentally pulled the wound on his body, and met a pair of eyes full of concern. Surprised, he hugged Zijin and buried his head deeply into her neck. "Hiss..." Feeling that his neck was getting wet, Zi Jin, who wanted to comfort him out loud, cried out in pain due to the pain in his shoulder. Bai Zhengqing, who had a strong nasal voice, gritted his teeth and asked fiercely: "Does a cruel woman like you know the pain?" "..." He hugged Zijin tightly in his arms, seeming to comfort and confirm the authenticity of the matter, and murmured: "Fortunately, you are still alive." Zijin scolded helplessly: "Bai Zhengqing, are you a fool?" Small Theater 2: On the towering cliffs, the wind howled past. The man in a moon-white brocade robe stood in the wind. He was as lazy and noble as a god coming to the world, making people look up at him. His cold eyes swept across the group of people opposite him, and he had a lot of thoughts in his heart. "How about it? Prince Rui, let's make a choice. Do you want her? Or her?" The man in gray robe smiled obscenely. It is said that Prince Rui loves them both equally. Prince Rui gave him the whole village, and he also wanted him to experience the bone-gnawing heartache of losing his lover. "I want both," Bai Zhengqing said, staring at the man in gray. He didn't dare to look at Zi Jin, whose ice blue gown was stained with blood and still had a stubborn face covered in Tsinghua University. He was afraid that just one glance would make him unable to control his emotions and put her in danger. She couldn't bear it. "You can only choose one, otherwise both of them will die." The man in gray robe and his companion tightened the knife on their necks. Bai Zhengqing was shocked when he saw the two people's actions and did not reply; he just looked quietly at Zi Jin in the ice blue robe and Wen Qiong in the crimson skirt. Suddenly, he looked at Zijin with cold and determined eyes, pointed at Wen Qiong in the crimson skirt and said, "I want her."