Cannon fodder: The villain is forced to resign

Qi Yuan gnawed on the cake and stared at everyone in silence, especially Zhou Zongyuan.

Yuan Sui tugged at Qi Yuan's sleeve and coughed lightly, "Would you like to eat roast duck? I'll cook it for you myself?"

Qi Yuan paused while chewing the pastry and moved his eyes from Zhou Zongyuan to Yuan Sui. Without making a single move, a trace of disgust flashed across his eyes.

Afterwards, Qi Yuan picked up a piece of pastry, stood up, and walked out of the hall. As soon as he raised his legs, Yuan Sui pulled Qi Yuan.

"You can't skip breakfast, or your body won't be able to bear it."

Qi Yuan: "..."

I can't stand Yuan Sui now.

Qi Wei held his forehead, his head covered with black lines, "Yuan... Your Majesty, when discussing with the State of Zhou, it is indeed inappropriate for women to be present."

Could this asshole be more discerning?

Since my little sister is going out, she must have something to do.

My little sister hasn't kicked him yet, it's just a good deed.

Yuan Sui looked at Qi Wei, just about to express his disapproval.

Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and listened to Mrs. Yuan's story about that year.

Qi Yuan raised his hand and gestured to Mrs. Yuan to explain clearly.

Qi Yuan: "..."

Mrs. Yuan forced a smile and said, "Yuanyuan, why are you sitting at the door?"

"roll."

When Qi Yuan left, Yuan Sui's demeanor suddenly changed. After turning around, he glared at Qi Wei. Qi Wei was smiling but not smiling. The two looked at each other, sparks flying.

Qi Yuan raised his eyes and cast his gaze on Mrs. Yuan, who was hurriedly walking, her eyes were anxious, and her face was pretending to be calm.

Qi Yuan walked forward and nodded. Mrs. Yuan beside her stopped for a moment, her breath stagnated, and Qi Yuan's dark eyes were half-squinted.

Qi Yuan's eyes suddenly turned red and swollen as he stared at Mrs. Yuan. Tears fell down his cheeks in clusters, condensing the makeup on her face into two snow-white tear tracks.

After a long time, Mrs. Yuan finally stopped crying.

The wind was slightly cold, Qi Yuan lowered his head, and the crisp sound of the bell came from Qi Yuan's hand.

"Wish you, should you tell them or not..." Mrs. Yuan hid her face, tears flowing down her fingers.

[Host, you are the one who has long hair and short knowledge.]

A familiar voice rode on the wind and reached Qi Yuan's ears.

What kind of time travel is there? It's clear that the soul was forced to split. Mrs. Yuan's soul couldn't withstand the luck of the modern world, so she died many times and could only survive in ancient times.

Just as Mrs. Yuan was about to shake her head and refuse, Qi Yuan raised her hand and gestured to Mrs. Yuan and Zhou Zongyuan to make a choice.

Qi Yuan stood up, patted the dust on his body, and handed the nine-ring ring in his hand to the guard guarding the door.

Qi Yuan: "..."

There was a flash of light in Qi Yuan's eyes, the similar eyebrows between Zhou Zongyuan and Yuan Sui, and Yuan Sui's unwillingness to kill Zhou Zongyuan in the plot. After Yuan Sui's death, Zhou Zongyuan was able to get the support of Yuan Sui's old troops and courtiers...

Yuan Sui sat in the main seat, took the tea cup that Qi Yuan had used, and put it to his hand. This action was so subtle and natural that few people noticed it, except Zhou Zongyuan and Qi Wei.

The atmosphere in the front hall was serious, and the peaceful exchange of words was mixed with an undercurrent as sharp as a blade.

On the way, Mrs. Yuan was in a panic. After walking a few steps, she shooed away the people following her. The guards in the backyard were also shooed away from the courtyard gate by Mrs. Yuan.

Moreover... this should be her last reincarnation. Her soul is too fragmented and fragile. Ten reincarnations are already the limit.

Qi Yuan raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the front hall. Mrs. Yuan understood it instantly and felt a sense of withdrawal in her heart.

Qi Yuan shook his head. Mrs. Yuan did not care about this. It was impossible for her not to guess the purpose of Zhou's envoys.

"Wish?"

Mrs. Yuan thought that she owed Zhou Zongyuan too much.

Qi Yuan stopped and looked around. There was silence. Under the paleness, Mrs. Yuan's pale face merged with the snowy scene.

Qi Wei was silent and looked away. Was the little sister too cruel to Yuan Sui? She was just picking up leftovers. It was so miserable.

Zhou Guo and others became more and more certain that Qi Wei, the prime minister, must be very talented. Otherwise, Yuan Sui would not have been able to indulge that little mute like this.

Yuan Sui put out the fire and slowly let go, his whole body filled with displeasure, "You must have breakfast."

After all, the setting of the causal loop has always been that what happens must lead to a reward.

System: ...I will definitely not tell the host next time!

After Mrs. Yuan put down her hand, she took out the handkerchief and wiped the tears on her face to calm down.

"Wishan, have you seen the ninth prince from Zhou Guolai?"

Mrs. Yuan traveled through time twice, once when she was twenty years old. She was a talented person of the emperor. She unexpectedly became pregnant with Zhou Zongyuan, and was briefly favored by the emperor. Later, she was forced to leave, and the emperor adopted Zhou Zongyuan to the queen to raise.

After all, Zhou Zongyuan and Yuan Sui were brothers from the same mother.

After hearing this, Qi Yuan's black eyes flickered, staring at Mrs. Yuan's eyebrows and pinching her fingers.

"Yuanyuan, I heard that the ninth prince of Zhou Kingdom is coming to visit?"

Qi Yuan looked at Mrs. Yuan and lost her mind. Human tears can be so violent!

Qi Yuan remembered that he could scold the system, so he decisively uttered a simple and powerful word and punched the system.

Bullying her for being a little mute?

Zhou Zongyuan's face changed slightly, and his eyelids drooped to block the dark and dark eyes.

Qi Yuan looked at Mrs. Yuan and pointed in the direction of the backyard. Mrs. Yuan nodded, smiled absently, and followed Qi Yuan towards the backyard.

Mrs. Yuan's mind was in chaos, and her tone was tentative, "Do you know why they came?"

Qi Yuan glanced at Yuan Sui and was about to roll his eyes when he noticed the gazes of the outsiders around him and nodded obediently. When Yuan Sui completely let go, Qi Yuan quickly turned around and walked out, getting windy every step of the way.

Mrs. Yuan traveled through time for the second time and became a concubine in the cold palace. Only then did she realize that the emperor liked her with a modern soul and often forced Mrs. Yuan to have an ancient soul after getting drunk, and she eventually became pregnant with Yuan Sui.

Mrs. Yuan seemed to be hiding something and changed the subject abruptly, "I heard from Shaoyao that the ninth prince from Zhou Guolai is quite good-looking. What do you think? How does he compare with Yuan Sui?"

What's the use of crying, tell me!

Unfortunately, Qi Yuan could not speak, and it was cold in winter. She was too lazy to stretch out her hand and repeat the movements. She just stood there, staring at Mrs. Yuan and crying uncontrollably.

Qi Yuan glanced at Mrs. Yuan's panicked look, and the suspicion in his heart was somewhat confirmed.

Qi Yuan waited for Mrs. Yuan’s next words, and sure enough——

On the other side, Qi Yuan went straight to the front door and sat in front of the steps, fiddling with a nine-link ring in his hand.

Mrs. Yuan was familiar with history. She believed that her second time travel was to change Yuan Sui's fate, so she took Yuan Sui away and left Zhou Zongyuan in the palace.

[Host, are you used to being a mute? Have you forgotten that you can only talk to me? 】

I saw Qi Wei's eyes stern, his fox smile threatening, "Your Majesty?"

As humans say: There is no wall that is airtight in the world

Qi Yuan gave Mrs. Yuan time to calm down, then turned and walked towards the kitchen. It was getting cold and she wanted to eat hot pot.

At noon in winter, the scorching sun hangs high in the sky, and the continuous mountains cut off the clear sky into blue and white. The bleak dead branches stand upright on the top of the mountain, which is abrupt yet harmonious.

The envoys of the Zhou State were brought to the restaurant. The simple decoration was low-key and elegant, and everyone was convinced that at the beginning of the founding of the Xia State, it was indeed not rich.

The strong spicy aroma aroused the taste buds of everyone in Zhou Dynasty, and everyone turned their attention to the steaming soup pot on the table.