After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Lin Pengsheng didn't expect the old lady to come back at this time. His heart skipped a beat, and the menacing look just now disappeared: "Mom, why did you come back early?"

Mrs. Lin signaled Lin Zhiyu to stand up. Mother Fang behind her picked up the crutch and handed it back to Mrs. Lin.

"Isn't it because my precious granddaughter came back from the palace that I returned early?" The crutch in Mrs. Lin's hand hit the ground to express her dissatisfaction.

"If I don't come back, Zhiyu will be harmed by this aunt who doesn't understand anything!"

Mrs. Lin went up and tapped Lin Pengsheng on the back of her head, then stretched out her crutch and tapped twice in Zhang Xiuli's direction.

Zhang Xiuli felt a little aggrieved, but Mrs. Lin's position in the Lin Mansion was very important. Even Lin Pengsheng had to listen to her advice on many things. Zhang Xiuli knew that it was not the right time, so she shut her mouth obediently and stood there without moving, but her eyes were filled with circles. Visibly reddened.

"Mother, Lin Zhiyu has only been in the palace for such a long time before she caused such a big mess in the Prime Minister's Mansion. If she had inherited even half of her mother's sense of reason, her son would not have used family law against her." Lin Pengsheng explained. With.

"Hmph, if this child's character is really as soft as Yun Jin's, wouldn't he be dead now?"

It was okay not to mention Wang Yunjin, but when he mentioned it, the old lady's face became even worse.

"You, the Prime Minister, are not as sharp as I, the old woman!" Old Mrs. Lin glared at Zhang Xiuli angrily, "Did you know that in Cheng'en Temple, Lin Minghua said that she was a witch? A witch! She wants to be executed by the emperor. she!"

"As a father, you keep saying that Yao Zhiyu has a sister, but does Lin Minghua regard her as a sister? It's a big joke that there is a witch in the prime minister's house!"

Chengen Temple is a large temple in the Qin State, and it is inevitable that there will be exchanges between monks. It is not surprising that this matter can be spread.

Just saying this about execution is really a bit misleading.

Lin Pengsheng was completely dumbfounded after hearing what the old lady said. He had heard about what happened at Chengen Temple before, but he didn't expect that this witch was talking about Lin Zhiyu!

He turned around and asked Zhang Xiuli: "You have been corresponding with Hua'er, but you don't know about this?"

Zhang Xiuli was also panicked: "This, Hua'er has never mentioned this before!"

"Humph, one pretends to be deaf and the other mutes, okay, that's great!" The old lady was so angry that she hit Lin Pengsheng's back of the head twice more.

Lin Pengsheng was impressive in front of his servants, but when he met the old lady, he was like a quail, not daring to say a word.

Hearing that the servants around him seemed to be snickering at him, Lin Pengsheng felt a million regrets in his heart. If he had known this would happen, he would not have punished Lin Zhiyu in public!

"What are you looking at? You're so free?" Lin Pengsheng, a prime minister, finally felt that he couldn't care less and shouted at the people around him.

Everyone was startled and immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.

When Lin Xiaolian saw someone coming to stand up for Lin Zhiyu, her tense nerves relaxed and she began to cry: "Old lady, you don't know something. The young lady almost died! If Prince Jin hadn't sacrificed his life to save the young lady, the young lady would have died. He died in the fire at Lanxin Pavilion!"

"What?" Zhang Xiuli, a housewife who knows so much about the affairs in the palace, said, "There's a fire? Is Minghua injured?"

Lin Zhiyu said: "Second sister lives in Kunning Palace, which is far away."

"Master, Master, it must be the women in the palace who are jealous of our Hua'er, so they are throwing their grievances at the eldest girl!"

When it comes to Lin Minghua's affairs, the worry and anxiety on Zhang Xiuli's face are real.

In just a few words, Lin Zhiyu blamed all the grievances he suffered in the palace on other women.

Old Mrs. Lin said sternly: "Minghua is the queen, no matter how wronged she is, the emperor still has the final say! Why are you worrying so much here!"

Mrs. Lin thought to herself that she had called Lin Zhiyu into the palace over and over again before, but now it seems that she is most likely going to ask Lin Zhiyu to serve as a shield for the queen!

Thinking about it this way, her disapproval of Zhang Xiuli became even greater, and she felt even more sorry for Lin Zhiyu. "Isn't it just a matter of a house? You and Minghua are not coming back either. This east wing originally belonged to Zhiyu, and now it can be considered as returning to its original owner."

Old Mrs. Lin made the final decision directly, and even Lin Pengsheng did not dare to have any further opinions.

And after listening to what the old lady and Xiaolian said, Lin Pengsheng felt a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Xiuli was extremely unwilling. Why did the east chamber become Lin Zhiyu's property?

She spoke again: "Master, the eldest lady has also lived in the West Wing for a long time. Now that she has moved to the West Wing, maybe she won't adapt to it? In this way, I will clean up the guest room..."

"My aunt has forgotten that you have thrown away all my things. Where can I live now?" Lin Zhiyu said with a smile, "If you can't adapt to this East Wing, then you can't adapt to it. If my aunt is tired and sick again, it's me." Not anymore."

"They threw away their things before they got married?" Old Mrs. Lin's blood surged again, "Lin Pengsheng, look at what you are protecting!"

Lin Pengsheng was scolded again and felt very bad: "Okay, okay, just follow mother's arrangements. Eat."

Zhang Xiuli sniffed and thought to herself, when the death penalty comes, even if you are Lin Peng's mother, you will still have to give yourself three points!

She was about to follow her in when she heard another scolding: "The rules of the Lin Mansion are that concubines are not allowed to eat at the table. Why are you following me?"

Zhang Xiuli was frightened by Old Mrs. Lin's words. Before Lin Zhiyu came back, Lin Pengsheng asked her to come to the table for dinner, but the old lady didn't have any objection.

"Old lady, you misunderstood. I went over to help you with the dishes." Zhang Xiuli stumbled.

Seeing Zhang Xiuli like this, Lin Pengsheng felt a little distressed for a moment: "Mom, I heard that the emperor is going to give Li'er a royal decree, and we are also a family. Isn't this a bit unfair?"

"A decree?" Old Mrs. Lin said disdainfully, "That's for the principal wife. You, a dignified prime minister, have learned to make lies out of thin air?"

Lin Pengsheng had no choice but to give Zhang Xiuli a comforting look.

Old Mrs. Lin snorted coldly, took Lin Zhiyu's hand affectionately and went in.

……

That night.

Shufangzhai.

After Zhang Xiuli washed up, she sat at the table and felt unhappy.

Bicui opened the door and came in: "Madam, the prime minister is here."

"understood."

Zhang Xiuli calmed down her mood for a moment and was about to get up to greet her when Lin Pengsheng opened the door and walked in.

"Master Xiang..."

Zhang Xiuli immediately started to cry, and her pear blossoms with rain made Lin Pengsheng feel distressed.