After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Lin Zhiyu was startled by his red eyes: "So what if I was saved, so what if I wasn't saved?"

"Will the Emperor change his view of me just because of this little thing?"

Lin Minghua knew in his heart that Zhou Tingchen might have recognized Lin Zhiyu, and he was worried, but he still wanted to make amends.

She stepped forward and pulled Zhou Tingchen's sleeve: "Your Majesty..."

"you shut up!"

Zhou Tingchen thought of what happened when the Royal Garden fell into the water, and became more sure of his thoughts, but he didn't want to think about it or believe it.

Lin Minghua was frightened by Zhou Tingchen's tone and couldn't help but take two steps back.

It’s over.

It's all over!

Her chest rose and fell violently twice, her eyes suddenly rolled, and she fell straight to the ground.

Mo Ju screamed again and held Lin Minghua's head with both hands, attracting everyone's attention.

Lin Zhiyu lowered his head and glanced at the unconscious Lin Minghua: "Your Majesty, the white moonlight on your heart has fainted. Why don't you go and have a look?"

Zhou Tingchen's Adam's apple rolled twice, so he had to turn around and pick up Lin Minghua.

"This pond has a bad meaning. Fill it up."

The person in his arms seemed to hear these words, and his fingers trembled slightly.

……

Palace Road.

"Isn't this Concubine Jia? The show has come to an end, and it's such a pity that she came so late."

The Kunning Palace was in a mess. Jiang Wanning was just about to walk towards Zhaoyang Palace when he bumped into Concubine Jia Zhuang Younan.

Zhuang Younan was still dressed in white. Faced with Jiang Wanning's provocation, he just nodded slightly. Then prepare to bypass her.

Thinking of the ginseng thing, Jiang Wanning became angry: "You stop for me and don't bow to me when you see me. What do you mean?"

Zhuang Younan then turned around and said, neither humble nor arrogant, "You and I are of the same rank, so why do you need me to salute you?"

Jiang Wanning choked. Seeing that she was about to leave again, she stepped forward and grabbed Zhuang Younan, startling Bao'er on the side.

"What is Concubine Ling doing?"

Jiang Wanning just glanced at Bao'er, and then turned her gaze to Zhuang Younan. She swept her sharp eyes and said, "The Jiang family has no enmity with you, so why are you trying to frame me and the Jiang family?"

"Uncle Jiang is kind to me."

"You are repaying kindness with hatred!" Jiang Wanning let go of Zhuang Younan's clothes, and the latter smoothed out the wrinkles slowly.

"Uncle Jiang is a good friend of my father, so he helped me." Faced with Jiang Wanning's question, Zhuang Younan's tone was calm and unhurried.

"Your Majesty, you should also know that the Emperor has been afraid of the Jiang family for a long time. If you don't hand over these personal belongings, the Jiang family will eventually fall into the same fate as the banker."

Jiang Wanning sneered: "You bankers are responsible for yourselves, what does it have to do with my Jiang family!"

A crack finally appeared on Zhuang Younan's calm face.

"Your Majesty's illness has finally been cured. I would like to ask your Majesty Ling Fei not to irritate her any more!"

Bao'er noticed that Zhuang Younan's hands were clenched into fists, and he was already trying his best to restrain himself, and knelt down towards Jiang Wanning with a plop.

"In a few days, the queen will go to sacrifice her ancestors. What she did to the Jiang family was all out of good intentions. The queen will understand in the future."

This was the first time Jiang Wanning saw Zhuang Younan like this, and she was a little scared for a moment: "You are still sick, how can you serve the emperor?"

Bao'er patted Zhuang Younan's back and begged, "I beg you, my lady, not to tell anyone about this matter."

I knew before that Zhuang Younan was in poor health and often fell ill, but I didn't expect that he was suffering from such hysteria!

Jiang Wanning nodded dullly and watched blankly as Baoer supported Zhuang Younan and walked away. Yunzhu was still holding the cat in his hand, with a surprised expression on his face.

"Empress Jia Fei seems to be planning something..."

Jiang Wanning stroked her heart: "Leave it to her. She probably doesn't know what the Jiang family did before."

……

After confirming that Princess Yunyue was okay, the group returned to Weiyang Palace.

Rong Jia came out of the side hall to greet her. When she saw Yunyue like this, she said, "If the eldest prince sees this, he will be heartbroken to death!"

Lin Zhiyu ordered: "The princess is frightened today. Rong Jia, please take her in to rest first."

"Fortunately, the eldest lady took action in time. Princess Yunyue is not seriously injured. The injury on her forehead will be cured after two days of recovery." Doctor Fang stood beside Lin Zhiyu and explained word by word.

Zhou Tingchen did not follow, and the one from Kunning Palace was also very worried.

After sending Doctor Fang away, Qiao Xiu took out the "Women's Rules" with a slightly dirty cover: "Girl, what should I do with this book?"

Lin Zhiyu just glanced at it and said, "Take it to Yunyue to make paper airplanes."

"Miss, this book is still very new. Isn't it a bit wasteful?" Lin Xiaolian said regretfully.

"Then do you think I will really go and see it?" Lin Zhiyu had another thing on his mind and waved his hand impatiently.

Lin Xiaolian said "Oh" in a low voice. The books her young lady always reads are different from ordinary people. Just talking about "The Art of War", is it something ordinary girls would read?

Lin Zhiyu stepped into the room, turned around and found that Lin Xiaolian had not followed, so she called out: "Xiaolian, give this book to Qiaoxiu, follow me in."

Lin Xiaolian had a trace of doubt in her eyes, handed the book to Qiaoxiu, who was also confused, and followed Lin Zhiyu's footsteps.

"Miss, do you have anything to say?"

Lin Zhiyu pulled out the chair and said concisely: "Sit."

Lin Xiaolian sat down nervously, knowing that this conversation would probably last for a while.

"I'm just asking a few questions, it's nothing serious." Lin Zhiyu also pulled out a chair and sat across from her.

Lin Xiaolian nodded, secretly cursing in her heart, why did the young lady's behavior look so like interrogating a prisoner?

"Do you think there is any difference between me now and me before?"

After hearing this, Lin Xiaolian raised her eyebrows inaudibly, thought very seriously for a while, and shook her head: "Miss has always been like this, only there was something wrong on the day of the wedding, everything else has not changed."

This answer seems to be able to further verify Lin Zhiyu's guess about the original owner.

She looked at the patterns on the table, lowered her head and thought for a moment: "Xiao Lian, please tell me about my childhood."

Lin Xiaolian felt that something was wrong with Lin Zhiyu's head: "Does the young lady care about the emperor's words? Even if the young lady has done something to the emperor before, there is no need for him to remember it today."

Lin Zhiyu thought sarcastically in his heart that Zhou Tingchen probably had a special little notebook in his heart to record these things.

"It's okay, I'm just curious." Lin Zhiyu made up a lie casually, "When the emperor said this, I suddenly missed the past."

Oh, this wave is a nostalgia round.

Lin Xiaolian nodded in realization.

"Prince Jin used to come to the Prime Minister's house often, and when he came he would look for the young lady..."

"Stop, stop, stop." Lin Zhiyu saw that the topic was going off track and urgently stopped Lin Xiaolian, "I just want to know what kind of person I was in your eyes when I was a child."

Lin Xiaolian was confused again. Why did her own lady keep bringing up these old things recently?

Even though she felt strange, Lin Xiaolian still talked about it.

Lin Zhiyu frowned slightly as he listened.

Could it be that the speculation in my mind was true?