The concubine doesn't fall in love, but crazy critics insist on holding her responsible

Lin Zhiyu ignored the explicit advice and comments of the elders around him, helped his mother to the chair and sat down, his sharp eyes scanning everyone present.

"As for you, you know clearly that my father denies the facts, and you don't think of any way to prove my father's innocence. You are forcing my mother to admit something that is unfounded. Do you want something to happen to my father and take advantage of the chaos to profit?"

"Lin Zhiyu! What are you talking about! They are all elders of the Xie family!"

Lin Zhiyu smiled sarcastically, "Yes, for the Xie family."

For a moment, Lin Zhiyu caught the wrong part of her speech. Mrs. Xie's breath tightened and her face turned ugly.

But soon, Mrs. Xie softened her expression and said sadly: "Fourth girl, my great-grandmother knows that you and your mother have grudges. You two always think that your great-grandmother is partial to the second wife. Maybe your great-grandmother really has some inadvertent feelings." It’s unfair, and my great-grandmother doesn’t blame you.”

"But now your father has disobeyed the decree, your brother has been arrested, and the court officials have testified against you. At such a critical moment where we share life and death, it is appropriate to speak to the outside world, and rebellion at home will only make the situation worse."

"My great-grandmother's interrogation was just to find out what happened, not to do anything to your mother! If I really had this intention, I would have handed your mother over when Dali Temple came to ask questions a few days ago."

Mrs. Xie was forced to smooth things over. She dared to blatantly question Mr. Shen, but she did not dare to break up with Lin Zhiyu.

Recently, for some reason, Pei Shizhi, who originally had a good impression of Xie Yiwan, changed his previous attitude of avoiding Lin Zhiyu. The two met frequently and had great conversations.

Who is Pei Shizhi?That is the successor of Emperor Long Yu after his death!
The Prince of Jianning always recognized Lin Zhiyu. This time something happened to Lin Ye, the Prince of Jianning not only did not stay away, but instead helped everywhere and tried their best to help Lin Ye redress his grievances.

Lin Zhiyu looked at Mrs. Xie steadily, "But I think my great-grandmother did it for the Xie family."

"Lin Zhiyu!"

How dare she speak so bluntly!

"You also know that I am your great-grandmother! Your body is full of my blood! What good will your father's accident do to me? He is my grandson!"

"The Pingxi Marquis Mansion is both prosperous and destructive. As long as the families are not divided, they are still one!"

Mrs. Xie gasped with anger, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

But it was just the anger after being told what was on his mind.

Mrs. Xie did know that this matter had nothing to do with Lin Ye.

Although she had always been at odds with Dafang, she had a good understanding of the character of the Lin family. Since Lin Ye said that this matter had nothing to do with him, it must not have been done by him.

She asked over and over again, just because she wanted to use this as an excuse to seize Shen's housekeeping power, and then take over the shop business in her hands. Although Shen's control now does not prevent her from profiting from it, there are some things. It is more secure to hold it in one's own hands.

Regardless of whether Shen admits that Wu Mutuo's assassination was related to Lin Ye, she always has a way to achieve her goal.

Lin Zhi's appearance was an accident. Fortunately, she had a backup plan. If she was really blocked by the younger generation with a few words and couldn't accomplish anything, then her life at such an old age would be in vain.

However, just when Madam Xie hinted at Nanny Deng to change her plan with her eyes, a loud and excited shout from a young man came from outside the ancestral hall.

"Second sister! Big brother is back!"

Lin Zhixing, wearing a dark blue sleeved robe, ran into the ancestral hall with great strides. He kicked open the door and ran straight to Lin Zhiyu, panting, with an excited smile on his face.

"Second sister! Big brother is back!"

"what?"

Mrs. Xie was in disbelief.

There was a strange silence in the ancestral hall, and everyone present looked at each other, and then discussions broke out.

"Lin Shu is back?"

"Isn't it true that the evidence is conclusive and he needs to be convicted? How come he was released?"

"Where is Shu'er?"

Like everyone else, Shen didn't believe what she heard at first.But Lin Zhixing had no reason to lie and lie.

Mrs. Shen stood up suddenly, grabbed Lin Zhixing's wrist, her eyes were red, "Where is Shu'er?"

Lin Zhixing helped the person steady and replied: "Mom, don't worry, the eldest brother has already entered the house, and is currently with the eldest sister, going back to Bafeng Pavilion to clean up and wash up."

Shen was out of breath, "Shu'er was injured?"

Otherwise why change clothes.

Lin Zhixing smiled and comforted: "Brother is fine, he is fine, I am relieved."

"It's just that the eldest brother has been working hard all the way, driving day and night, so he is inevitably a little embarrassed. The eldest brother learned that all the elders are at the ancestral hall, so in order to avoid losing etiquette, he went to tidy up and come back later."

"Seriously?" Shen was still uneasy.

Lin Zhiyu supported her mother, "Mom, Zhixing said that my brother is back when he comes back. If you are injured, you will know when you meet someone. Why did you lie to me?"

As he said that, he gave Lin Zhixing an approving look.

Lin Zhixing blinked at her.

……

When Lin Shu and Lin Songyi arrived at the ancestral hall, the noisy atmosphere had dissipated.

Mrs. Xie's plan was forced to terminate, and she was helped by Nanny Deng to sit back in the main seat. There was nothing she could do, which made her dizzy and angry, but she had to pretend to be worried and expectant and looked at the door.

Lin Zhiyu was rarely nervous. Lin Shu would be back today. This matter was confirmed yesterday.

She made a mental effort all night long, telling herself that those things in her previous life would never happen again, and that her brother would be fine.

But at this moment, when he was about to meet someone, he still couldn't help but recall the circumstances of his death in his previous life.

Broken arms, mutilated corpses, defending the city alone...

The heart rushes against the chest, which makes people feel uncomfortable and the feeling of suffocation spreads.

I don't know when, footsteps came from outside the door, getting closer and closer, and everyone in the ancestral hall looked up with bated breath.

Too many people expected Lin Shu to look embarrassed.

The first thing that caught everyone's attention was Lin Songyi, who was dressed in red. She was as flamboyant as usual, with a long whip hanging from her waist, and she strode in neatly and freely.

Behind her, followed a young man.

After taking off his hard armor, Lin Shu looked like a Confucian scholar holding a cloud fan rather than a military general.

Wearing white clothes, her hair is tied high behind her back.

Lin Shu didn't have the enchanting smile on his lips like his compatriot sister. He was born with a cold face. Looking from a distance, it looked like a sword unsheathed, with an indescribable coldness in his body.

This coldness, coupled with the outstanding appearance, has become an eye-catching and good-looking gesture.

Lin Shu had joined the army with Lin Ye since he was seven years old. He had food and lodging in the camp. His arrogance could no longer be matched by the young men in the capital who were well fed and fed.

Take Xie Songnian for example, he is no longer here now, but he still maintains a high position.

Everyone stared at Lin Shu's familiar yet unfamiliar face, but Lin Zhiyu looked at Lin Shu's right hand.

They were a pair of very thin hands, with protruding joints, broad and strong. They were good with guns and had killed countless enemies on the battlefield. The young man was very high-spirited.

The last time I saw my brother in my previous life, his right hand was gone. The empty sleeve had taken away the youthful spirit and replaced it with the vicissitudes of life, which was heartbreaking.