It has been three years since the new emperor ascended the throne.

During this period, the state of Zhao was in good weather, the national fortune was prosperous, and the people were rich and healthy.

The emperor was merciless, but he worked hard and showed his ambition to become an emperor through the ages.

"It's said that someone recently admonished the emperor to establish the empress!"

One of the major manifestations of the prosperity of the country is the open style of the people. The people can talk and preach within a certain range, and there is no need to be cautious.

In the teahouses in the capital, a group of people gathered, most of them chatting with officials.

So, you can say one, two, three.

"Our emperor is very affectionate to the empress. When the empress passed away, the emperor was very sad. He didn't recruit new people for three years, and he didn't want to be a queen again

"But the state of Zhao can't live without a mother. Three years have passed, and three princes have been born. This..."

Next, I don't dare to go on. The prince and the future monarch of Zhao should be avoided.

When people heard this feeling, they also understood it. Instead of mentioning it, they talked about the Shen family of the former empress.

The Shen family is a scholarly family. They have been officials from generation to generation. Although they are not a great family, they also have a profound foundation.

Out of a queen, and deeply miss the emperor, the Queen's father, was named the king!

As long as the Shen family doesn't make big mistakes, their children are diligent and progressive, and the emperor has the heart to protect them, they are likely to become one of the seven aristocratic families in the dynasty.

"Well, there is no mother in the backyard of Anyang Marquis, is there?"

The Marquis of Anyang is very powerful in the state of Zhao, but all kinds of rumors about him are also a big talk of the people.

"Harm! It's not that there's no mother, it's that there's no color at all. The temperament of marquis Anyang can't be said! "

Talking about Lu Xu, several people showed their "you know" expression again.

Lu Xu, the Marquis of Anyang, made great achievements in following the Dragon when he ascended the throne, and continued to expand in the next three years.

Nowadays, the power of the government and the opposition, even the emperor did not dare to touch him lightly.

And his hobby of wearing women's clothes was also well known by the state of Zhao.

Lu Xu is not ashamed, and even dare to wear a red dress to show off and go to court.

The world only knows that he ignores the etiquette and law, is arrogant and domineering, has no behavior, and can be called a madman.

No one knows, he is lonely and desolate under his red clothes.

……

God bless the state of Zhao, the whole capital is very busy.

But Lu Xu's Anyang Marquis's residence is too quiet.

There are no family members in charge. Except for some old women, there is no young woman in the whole Marquis's house.

"Master, that woman's dirty disease is more and more serious, the doctor says, cure not good."

Lu Xu drinks alone in the pavilion.

A shadow suddenly appeared and knelt down to report.

"Oh, so..."

The liquor entered his throat, but he didn't have the slightest fluctuation.

"Then you'll ruin your face and throw it on the street."

Cold and heartless, let Shen Yunyi and the previous life of Shen Xiangning similar outcome.

On that day, he rescued people from the dungeon, not to revenge, but to seek revenge.

After three years of torture, Shen Yunyi's arrogance has been wiped out, making her desperate as if she were in hell.

In fact, Lu Xu hates himself even more.

He took Shen Yunyi away from the palace to stop shangning's plan.

At that time, she said to him that Shen Yunyi killed her another day, that is, he Lu Xu killed her!

A word becomes a prophecy.

His Anning died and was killed by Shen Yunyi.

"Yes, master!"

Even if the well-trained shadow guard saw Lu Xu, he was not in awe. He was too cruel.

Before long, a scarred, ugly and smelly woman appeared in the back lane of ronghua restaurant, the first restaurant in Beijing.

Even beggars dislike to be far away from her.

Shen Yunyi moved her eyes, only feeling a little familiar with the restaurant in front of her.

But she has no pride and ambition, the body does not allow her to have any hope.

In the pavilion, Lu Xu is drunk and falls to the ground. The wind blows and raises the red yarn of his robe.

"Ah Ning, you see, this red is really like you."