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date="2021-10-21"

title="Chapter 1"

weight="141126"

series = ["I’m The Vicious Cannon Fodder In The Book"]

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In the 20th year of Yuansheng, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the Lantern Festival.

The annual Lantern Festival is being held on the main street of Yunsheng. It is rare for the common people to have a family reunion and take their families out to play.

The lantern riddle stalls on the bustling streets, there are jugglers, sugar sellers, and glutinous rice balls stalls, and there are laughter and shouts from the lively restaurants. Everything is simple and simple. Everyone is a satisfied face, but this Everything has nothing to do with what is happening at the deserted and bloody East City Gate.

A carriage with a carriage used by ordinary people fell to the ground and fell to pieces. It is almost difficult to see its original appearance. The horse pulling the carriage has been shot by a poisonous arrow and fell to the ground. Howl low.

Not far away, forty or fifty people in black were holding bows and arrows, and one arrow shot mercilessly at the man in prison clothes who fell on the ground. His back was filled with arrows and his mouth was full of blood, but his eyes were firm and he embraced with the last of his strength. He tightly held the white-clothed man with a pale face in his arms, and the white-clothed man was still holding a stiff and breathless baby in his arms.

The man in prison clothes vomited black blood: "I'm sorry, Luo Shuyu, you must stay away from me in your next life, and don't let me involve you anymore."

The white-clothed man’s lips turned purple with cold. He leaned against the prisoner-clothed man’s arms, and the deep winter wind that hit him could not erode half of his body.

"You are not sorry for me." The man in white covered his mouth with his hand, trying to make him vomit a little less blood, but he only had despair in his eyes, "We can get out."

The man in the prison suit felt his eyelids falling down, and all he faced was death: "There are many things, I want to tell you, but it's no time." Another arrow shot into his back, and the arrow pierced him fiercely. "Luo Shuyu, you must stay away from me in your next life..."

The man in white put his arm around him and called his name sternly, tears streaming down: "Li Mingjin! Don't die! Don't die! What should I do if you die!"

Li Mingjin raised her hand and stroked his cheek: "...Don't...cry...no...may...cry..."

The fingers hadn't wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, but he was no longer breathless, and he fell into Luo Shuyu's arms covered in blood.

"I don't cry." I don't cry.

From the day when Luo Shuyu received the imperial decree of marriage, he knew that his destiny was tied to the third prince Li Mingjin. He did not understand why the third prince chose him. He has always been puzzled by the reason for this, perhaps a family sacrifice. In exchange for the future of his father and elder brothers, or his horoscope coincides with the three princes, but no matter what the reason, he can't laugh at it.

No one in the whole Shangjing knew that the three princes were paranoid and violent. There were countless eunuchs and maids who died in his hands. They like to hold whips in their hands. Whenever they are not pleasing to the eye, they will swipe them. We all know that he is not a good match. Luo Shu is the son of the Luo family. When Luo Shuyu married, the whole city saw him being beaten the next day as a joke. However, after three years of marriage, Luo Shuyu was still safe and sound. Li Mingjin acted licentiously, but never moved. He has a finger.

Later, he and Li Mingjin had a real husband. In an accident, he became pregnant and gave birth to a son for him. One month after the child was born, Li Mingjin was sent to prison for collaborating with the enemy. The father and the emperor were unwilling to save him, and the family lost their lives.

If Luo Shuyu becomes ignorant after death, he may be a ray of wronged soul, and he will go straight to reincarnation, reincarnate as an adult, and accept the tragic fate of his previous life.

But he hasn't gone to reincarnation yet. As a ray of soul, he entered a square white room and got a book called "Four Big Brothers Are Fighting to Marry Me After Wearing a Book", Luo Shuyu only Feeling the book's name is quite peculiar, and having nothing to do, he turned to the first page of the book.

The full text of the book is about 800,000 words. Luo Shuyu became more and more angry when he read it. After reading it, his entire soul became more and more transparent due to anger. The tragic fate he had caused was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the protagonist. Both he and Li Mingjin Did not live half of the overall content of the novel.

Thinking of his one-month-old child dying in the cold winter and Li Mingjin, who was finally covered with blood and fell into his arms, his soul seemed to be torn by countless thin threads, causing him pain, and he was crazy. 'S howling and crying, but did not shed half a tear.

It turns out that they are just worthless characters in the book. They can't control their own destiny at all. They are a stepping stone for the promotion of the protagonist in the book. Death is not a pity.

But what did he do wrong?

What did his poor boy do wrong?

Is Li Mingjin really colliding with the enemy?

He knew that those letters that collided with the enemy were forged, and that was not Li Mingjin's handwriting at all!

However, they are just the characters in the book, an undeniable fact.

There is resentment in Luo Shuyu's heart, and his soul is flickering and flickering, and he hates it! He hates it! He hates it!

He wants those who ruined his child's life to be buried with him! can't wait to eat its flesh, drink its blood, cramp its muscles, thwart its bones and raise its ashes!

He was immersed in resentment and did not notice that the space he was staying in was being distorted.

In the blink of an eye, the space turned into a small black spot, and then disappeared.

In the west courtyard of Luofu, cicadas and birds screamed in summer, and a young man slept soundly on a deck chair under the tree with a book on his chest.

"My son, my son, wake up, wake up!"

Someone was talking, shaking his shoulder gently.

The sound in his ear made him take a nap.

Nap? Isn't he dead? Isn't he reading a strange book?

Luo Shuyu suddenly opened his eyes and saw a familiar and immature face. This was Qingwang, who was only 16 or 17 years old.

Qingwang’s characteristic is that his skin is a bit dark, he is full of joy and anger, and everything is written on his face. During the years when he entered the Three Princes’ Mansion, because he was not favored as the master, Qingwang began to become less talkative. Growing up in the evening, in the mansion, he will always speak out to protect him.

But, isn't he dead? How can still see Qingwang.

I still remember the officers and soldiers who came to the three princes to take people, all of them were very rude. Qingwang stepped forward to stop him and was injured on the spot. After that, he went to jail and asked for food from the jailer, but was beaten by the jailer who drank. When he died, he was still holding a dirty bun in his hand.

Seeing the vividness of the people around him in the past, Luo Shuyu was in a trance, until Qingwang shouted, "Master, something has happened!"

Luo Shuyu was awakened by Qingwang and opened his eyes. He stretched out his hand and pinched Qingwang's face: "Does it hurt?"

Qingwang wrinkled his pinched face and moved closer to Luo Shuyu, so as to reduce the force of being pinched: "My son, my son, it hurts, what did Qingwang do wrong, you have to pinch me hard."

Luo Shuyu shook his head, wondering whether the things in his memory were a dream or something else. For a while, he was a little confused. If it is true, then he is now resurrecting his life by borrowing the corpse?

But I have only heard that the resurrection is in other people's bodies, but what he is returning to is his own body now, Qingwang is still so young.

Qingwang, who was let go, began to worry again: "My son, it's really bad!"

Luo Shuyu calmed down and asked him: "What's wrong? What kind of demeanor is he panicking, so that the mistress can see and have to take a board, then I won't speak for you."

Qingwang quickly admitted his mistake: "The little one knows that he is wrong, but the matter is really anxious. I just heard the master and the lady say that the emperor will give you a marriage to the third prince!" I was finally able to tell what he had heard. I was anxious. Hey, how come the son is in no rush to give birth!

Luo Shuyu frowned: "Gift marriage?"

This was the second time he heard these two words, but his heart was slightly shaken, but there was no resistance, grievance, full unwillingness and final compromise of the last time.

And when he heard the three princes, he was stunned.

What appeared in front of him was the picture of Li Mingjin being pierced by the arrow, and the sentence he repeatedly emphasized before he died.

"Luo Shuyu, you must stay away from me in your next life..."

He used to think that Li Mingjin had no feelings for him. They were married for many years but never had a room. The only time Li Mingjin accidentally took medicine, and then got him for one night. The memory of that night is still deep, Li Mingjin is very gentle. Afterwards, helped him clean up, took him to the bath, and never really hurt him from the beginning to the end.

How could a person who gave up his life to protect you from a knife and an arrow? How could he have no feelings for you?

Perhaps he has been immersed in sad emotions. He has never asked Li Mingjin why he wants to marry him, why so many women and sons in the world can choose him, why choose him alone.

Daxia Kingdom is divided into three types of people, men, women, and sons.

The son is between a man and a woman and has fertility, but the fertility is lower than that of a woman, and it is not easy to conceive. A family that needs to inherit the family will not find a son as the mother of the family, and most will choose a woman as the wife.

The son's status in the Great Xia Kingdom is not high, even if the married man has never been selected as the first wife. However, the state of Daxia today is different from the past. The harem of the saint now has a son who has been promoted to the throne of concubine. He is very pleased with the saint. The status has been improved.

Just after receiving the wind, the butler who was in front of him suddenly ran to inform Luo Shuyu to go to the front hall to meet the imperial decree.

Luo Shuyu put on a dress under Qingwang's reminder. He didn't expect that the imperial decree came so quickly, just like in his previous life, there was no time for him to prepare in his heart.

Now, it's not needed anymore.

There are a lot of people in the front hall. His father Luo Renshou, the mistress of the house, the old lady over 60, and the brothers and sisters at home have all come out.

The Luo family is more complicated. Luo Shuyu is a direct son, but his mother Chen passed away due to illness in the early years. The current mistress is Liu, who has been with Luo Renshou for many years. One year after Chen's death, Liu was promoted to his full wife. She had two sons, a daughter and a son under her knees. She was very spoiled, and even the old lady had to give her a bit of face.

Although Luo Shuyu didn't receive much attention from his father in the family, he was a son of a direct son, and he could survive if he was a little tighter on weekdays.

Sitting on the grandmaster's chair in the main hall was a Lord Marquis, and an old eunuch holding the imperial decree followed by his side.

Luo Renshou was talking politely with Wen Changhou.

Wen Changhou was a few years old, but with sharp eyes, he got up when he heard someone shouting "The Third Young Master is here" and said to Luo Renshou: "Luo Shangshu, let's start proclaiming the imperial decree."

Luo Renshou raised his hand and respectfully said: "Please, Lord Hou."

Wen Changhou waited for the Luo family to kneel down and began to read the imperial decree.

"Luo Shuyu takes the order."

Luo Shuyu knelt down to take the order, with a dignified posture, neither arrogant nor humble. Wen Changhou glanced at it and felt that he was a good boy. It was a pity that this appearance, this manner, was allocated to the third prince.

"Feng Tian carries the emperor, and the edict said: I hear that Luo Shuyu, the son of Luo Renshou, a book from the Ministry of Rites, is dignified and generous, gentle and honest, and has outstanding appearance. The queen mother and I are very happy. The three sons of the emperor are already weak in the year. Xianzi and match. When Luo Shuyu waits in the boudoir, and the third son of the emperor can be said to be created by heaven and earth, for the beauty of being a beautiful woman, Zhite will match you to the third son of the emperor as the princess. Work together and choose a good day to get married. Thank you for this!"

Luo Shuyu listened to the imperial decree, and his mind drifted away.

Li Mingjin, I, Luo Shuyu, will never abandon you in this life.