After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Lin Zhiyu said in a deep voice: "Even if punishment is used later, it won't be your turn to comment on how to punish me."

"That's not a small tone." The jailer's eyes were cold, "I don't care who you were before, you have to listen to me when you get here!"

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the mace, giving off a somewhat dangerous aura.

There are such local emperors everywhere!

Lin Zhiyu cursed secretly.

But this room is not big. If he wants to kill himself, he may not be able to escape the clutches of the devil.

Now we can only play it by ear.

Lin Zhiyu deliberately looked scared and said in a submissive tone: "I will do as you say, don't scare me."

The jailer was surprised that her attitude changed so quickly, but he could not think so much with his sperm. He removed his hand from the mace with satisfaction and motioned for Lin Zhiyu to kneel in front of him.

Lin Zhiyu lowered his head, paying attention to the jailer's expression with his peripheral vision, and while he was taking off his coat, he walked around lightly behind him.

"Where are the people... Uh-huh!"

When the jailer looked up, he didn't see Lin Zhiyu. Just as he was about to stand up, he felt a cold feeling on his neck. Before he could react, the chain around his neck was tightened instantly.

Lin Zhiyu was behind him and used all his strength to tightly wrap the iron chain between his hands around the jailer's neck.

"You are your local emperor, but my aunt is not a vegetarian either!"

Lin Zhiyu didn't want his life, and her eyes were locked on the key on the table, ready to wait for an opportunity to take the key and run away.

But just because he didn't make a killing move, the jailer took advantage of the opportunity, stretched one hand towards the head of the bed, touched the mace, raised it with difficulty, and struck Lin Zhiyu hard on the back!
Fortunately, he did not use all his strength due to lack of oxygen. The barbs on the mace only slightly scratched Lin Zhiyu's skin.

But Lin Zhiyu also lost his center of gravity because of this sudden change, and his whole body fell to the side involuntarily.

"His grandma's."

The jailer took a moment to catch his breath, took a deep breath, and turned around to attack him.

"What are you doing!"

Wang Biao stood at the door at some point, pulled the jailer to the ground, and kicked him hard.

"Have you really eaten the heart of a bear but the courage of a leopard? After drinking two ounces of wine, do you think you are the real emperor?"

Wang Biao spat on the jailer, turned to Lin Zhiyu and said, "Someone is here from the Prime Minister's Mansion."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Lin Xiaolian appearing at the door with tears on her face.

"Miss! Great, you are still alive!"

Lin Xiaolian threw herself on Lin Zhiyu, and her warm tears wet Lin Zhiyu's clothes.

Wang Biao kicked the jailer again, and the latter hurriedly rolled out.

"For just a quarter of an hour, I'll be watching outside."

He dropped these words and turned around to stand at the door.

Lin Zhiyu pushed Lin Xiaolian on top of him and said helplessly: "If you don't get up, I will be crushed to death by you."

Lin Xiaolian realized it later, wiped her face, and stood up with a sigh: "I begged them for a long time before they let me in. The young lady was so excited to see her."

As she spoke, she opened her baggage, which contained a thin quilt and several pancakes wrapped in oil paper.

"I came out secretly. I didn't dare to bring too many things, so as not to attract attention. Miss, you have to put them away and don't let any unscrupulous person snatch them away!"

"How is the situation in the mansion?"

Lin Xiaolian's face stiffened, and then big tears rolled down her face: "All the imperial doctors from the palace were invited, but the old lady was still unconscious and could only hang herself with medicine." "The eldest son has been imprisoned by the prime minister. The ancestral hall has not come out yet, and Zhang Shuangshuang’s clothes were taken away by people from Dali Temple for inspection. I don’t know what the situation is.”

Lin Xiaolian tried to stabilize her emotions and first talked about the situation of the two people that Lin Zhiyu was most concerned about.

"Qiaoxiu has already gone to Jin Prince's Mansion, but I heard that the prince has gone to Yongzhou, and it will take a day to come back at the earliest. However, Mr. Chu heard about this and asked me to come over and tell the lady to wait patiently. Don't Plea guilty, otherwise it will be more difficult.”

For Lin Zhiyu now, time is life, and those who hate her wish she would die in prison.

After all, Chu Nianshan is the Prime Minister Zuo, so he should have a solution.

There was another thing she didn't dare to say. Along the way, she heard a lot of gossip, saying that Lin Zhiyu was unfilial and made Mrs. Lin so angry that she couldn't bear to fall ill. She deserved to be in jail.

Lin Xiaolian paused, and her tone was a bit indignant: "Aunt Zhang and her gang seemed to be celebrating a festival, especially the Xu family. After knowing that the old lady was in trouble, they asked the kitchen to cook an extra roast duck. What did the old lady say? Now that he has lived a long life, it won’t be a pity to leave him.”

"And when I came out, I heard her lecturing the servants, saying that Aunt Zhang will soon become a real lady, and the entire Lin family, except the Prime Minister, must listen to them."

Lin Xiaolian spoke faster and faster, as if she wanted to express all her inner dissatisfaction.

Lin Zhiyu couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart.

Grandma is already over seventy years old and has no major problems except for the leg ailment she suffered in her early years. However, she fell ill today, which inevitably makes people suspicious.

Lin Zhiyu's face darkened: "Did the imperial doctor say anything?"

Lin Xiaolian shook her head: "It's said that the disease is coming with a fierce force, as if something is pulling out the hidden disease left in the past."

Ever since Lin Zhiyu was reborn, he had Doctor Wang check Mrs. Lin's pulse every seven days, but nothing unusual happened.

Could this also be Zhang Xiuli’s work?

"When you go back, take a look at what grandma has eaten and used in the past few days. There are also people staring at her in the west wing."

Lin Xiaolian was startled: "Someone wants to poison the old lady?"

"It's not certain yet."

Lin Zhiyu said slowly: "Zhang Xiuli is trying to push me to a dead end this time. Isn't the purpose of taking charge of the middle court and being supported as the main wife? If the old lady falls, she will be closer to her goal. step."

Lin Xiaolian nodded, and suddenly remembered something again, and took out a letter from her arms: "This was sent by someone from An's mother, so I brought it with me."

The commotion at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion was so loud, and Xizi Street was only two streets away from the Prime Minister's Mansion. It was normal for An's mother to know that something had happened to her.

Lin Zhiyu opened the envelope and found only one or two simple sentences inside.

Lin Xiaolian saw her expression became serious and thought something happened again: "Miss, could it be that something happened to the prince?"

"It's the Jiang family."

Lin Zhiyu folded the letter again, stood up, walked to the candlestick on the table, and quietly burned the letter to ashes.

The letter said that the Jiang family went to the palace knowing something was wrong with them.

Jiang Tongmiao once said that she was Jiang Sheng's trump card, so the Jiang family would not let her die unjustly in this prison.

But since they have value that they can use, they will definitely not let themselves get out of this quagmire easily.

Whether it is a helping hand or adding insult to injury, it is still unclear.

"Dong dong dong."

Wang Biao knocked on the iron door: "It's time."

Lin Xiaolian was about to cry again: "Miss, I have to go back. Please take good care of yourself."