On our wedding night, my wife acted strangely.

Actually, it's not Lin Yi's fault for being angry.

He had seen too many things like this in his previous life, and he never expected to encounter them again after transmigrating, so he was furious.

However, this approach is indeed very effective.

From then on, no one in the Prince's Mansion bothered with those empty formalities anymore; everything was done with results in mind.

Only Nangong Min always sighed and muttered to herself, "The world is going to the dogs."

The words are divided into two parts.

It's been a while since we've mentioned Luo Hongtu.

It was the morning after Lin Yi finished dealing with the situation in Martin Village.

The Imperial Palace.

Luo Hongtu sat at the slightly chipped round table in the side courtyard, staring at a bowl of millet porridge in front of him, feeling utterly miserable.

It wasn't just because the porridge was so thin that it reflected his bitter face, but because he'd been receiving this treatment for a while now.

A few wilted vegetable leaves, of unknown origin, floated on top, and half a cold steamed bun sat on a plate next to it.

This is his breakfast today.

Back home, I used to eat three meals a day, but now that I'm in the palace, I eat only two.

Ugh.

Luo Hongtu sighed and shook his head.

I thought to myself, "Let's eat."

Having food is better than starving to death. Once Lin Yi kicks the bucket, I'll have a chance to make a comeback.

So he picked up his chopsticks and poked the steamed bun.

Well, it's alright, not too hard. If you press it hard, you can make a dent.

If it had been one of those hard cornbreads from a few days ago that could kill a dog, all his old teeth would have been broken.

I put it in my mouth, took a bite, and chewed it.

It has no taste.

He forced down a mouthful of millet porridge, smoothed out the steamed bun, and then sighed again.

Even if you have the best intentions, you can't help but complain.

What kind of day is this?

Back when he was in the Luo family mansion, Luo Hongtu, relying on Nangong Jin's affection for Luo Qingyu, considered himself a candidate for the position of imperial father-in-law. His house was piled high with gold and silver treasures, and every meal was filled with delicacies.

He's tired of eating all sorts of delicacies, like bird's nest, shark fin, bear paws, and deer antler.

But ever since that bastard Lin Yi ransacked my house, I moved into the palace to save my life, and things have gotten worse every day.

When they first moved in, the eunuchs from the Imperial Household Department were quite polite. Although the meals they sent every day couldn't compare to those at the Luo residence, they at least had both meat and vegetables, and four dishes and a soup were a must.

But these past few days have been terrible. There's no meat in sight, and the vegetables have been boiled in plain water. Now all that's left is millet porridge and cold steamed buns.

Luo Hongtu knew perfectly well that this was all Lin Yi's doing. That little bastard had sealed off the capital, with all the tributes held up in the Regent's Palace, and the palace was running out of food. Even Emperor Nangong Xiong himself had to eat porridge, let alone Luo Hongtu, a destitute man living under someone else's roof.

You may know it, but your stomach doesn't lie.

Luo Hongtu was so hungry he was vomiting acid. He picked up the bowl, closed his eyes, and gulped down another large mouthful.

Pooh!

It tastes awful!

There wasn't a drop of oil in it!

Luo Hongtu cursed Lin Yi's ancestors for eighteen generations in his mind.

If this little beast hadn't suddenly gone mad, I would have been the emperor's father-in-law by now, and maybe I'd be sitting at home counting my money.

Just as he was cursing, the door was pushed open with a bang.

Li walked in from outside, her face long and angry.

Today she wore a slightly worn silk dress and a plain silver hairpin in her hair, making her completely different from the arrogant and glamorous Madam Luo of the past.

She walked a few steps to the table and slammed her hand on it.

Snapped--

"I'm so angry!"

Luo Hongtu was startled and quickly swallowed the porridge in his mouth, almost choking.

"Why are you making such a fuss! This is the imperial palace. Keep your voice down, or you'll cause trouble!"

"Get into trouble? Do you think I'm afraid of getting into trouble now? I've had enough of this lousy place!"

Luo Hongtu rubbed his ears and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Who upset you again?"

"Who else could it be!" Madam Li gritted her teeth, her eyes wide with rage. "It's none other than those snobbish, sycophantic women in the harem!"

Upon hearing that it concerned the inner palace, Luo Hongtu frowned even more deeply.

"You went for a stroll in the back garden again? Sigh, didn't I tell you? We're living under someone else's roof now, so we shouldn't bother with those ladies. They don't like us anymore."

"Where else am I supposed to go if I don't go to the back garden? I'm going crazy being cooped up in this shabby house all day!" Mrs. Li said irritably.

Luo Hongtu patiently asked, "Did those concubines give you attitude again?"

"No, it's not that. Anyway... sigh, I just can't swallow this! You know, it's one thing for those concubines to ignore me, after all, they're the Emperor's women, I can tolerate that. But why does Guo Ao's wife ignore me too? Who does she think she is! Does she really think she's superior to me?"

"Guo Ao's wife? Lady Mi?" Luo Hongtu was taken aback.

"Yes! It's that vile woman surnamed Mi! I ran into her in the Imperial Garden just now, and out of kindness, I went over to greet her and called her Madam Guo. Guess what she did?"

Luo Hongtu shook his head.

"She didn't even glance at me! She grabbed the maid next to her and left, saying something sarcastic like, 'Where did this stray dog ​​come from? She's got all that shabby stuff, don't get her clothes dirty!'"

As Li spoke, her eyes reddened: "In all my years, when have I, Li Jiaqi, ever suffered such humiliation! Back in the capital, even Lady Mi would address me respectfully as Lady Luo! Now, she's kicking me when I'm down, deliberately giving me the cold shoulder!"

Luo Hongtu felt quite aggrieved after hearing this.

But he was much more pragmatic than Li.

"Alright, that's enough. Lord Guo is the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, wielding real power. Although Lin Yi shut down his casino, cutting off his source of income, he still holds an official position in the court and has people under his command. What about us? We don't even have a home now, what do we have to compare with him?"

Upon hearing this, Li became even angrier and started cursing at Luo Hongtu.

"How dare you say that! You useless old hag! If you weren't so incompetent, would our family have ended up like this? You're always scheming and plotting, trying to steal Lin Yi's dowry without taking any risks, and what's the result? You've lost everything! Our property has been confiscated, our daughter has been kidnapped, and now even the wife of a vice minister of the Ministry of Justice dares to shit on my head! I must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes to marry you!"

Luo Hongtu was scolded until his face turned red.

"Shut up! How can this be entirely my fault? Didn't you agree when they wanted to keep the bride price? Now that things have gone wrong, you're putting all the blame on me?"

"I don't care! You're useless!" Madam Li persisted. "If you're a man, go tell the Emperor to dismiss Guo Ao from his post! Let's see if that Lady Mi still dares to be arrogant towards me!"

Luo Hongtu rolled his eyes in anger.

This woman is truly unreasonable.

Should I go and tell the Emperor?

Who do you take me for?

I went to see the Emperor, but he wouldn't even let me in the door!