After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

"Grandma just woke up this morning. I heard that your case is going to be interrogated, and it's going to be life or death." Lin Wei kept trying to calm Mrs. Lin down, "It's probably because of the wind. Let's go home first."

Lin Zhiyu said: "But on my father's side..."

"He has too much time to take care of himself." Lin Wei helped Mrs. Lin get into the car, "I'm afraid you don't know that Zhu Hong has returned home."

It was a hot day, but Mrs. Lin had to cover herself with a thin blanket in the car. She finally regained her composure and said, "Zhiyu, please go back and take a look. I'll talk to you properly."

Prime Minister's House.

Lin Zhiyu and Lin Wei were supporting Mrs. Lin on the left and right. As soon as they arrived at the door, they saw Mrs. Xu standing on tiptoe and looking at something.

"Why are you, a poisonous woman, back? Where are Xiuli and the others?"

Mrs. Xu felt something bad when she saw Lin Zhiyu getting off the carriage.

Didn't Xiuli say last night that she had made all the arrangements and Lin Zhiyu would never be able to escape?
Now that the Zhang family left her alone in the house, it was hard to sleep and eat well.

Mrs. Lin glanced at Mrs. Xu: "The good daughter you taught yourself has ruined the reputation of my Lin family. You should think about what you should do in the future!"

When Xu heard this, she fell to the ground: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

She was stunned for a while, then got up and walked out, muttering: "No, no, there's a foxy girl in the house, she can't replace Xiuli!"

No one stopped her. Many of the servants in the mansion had no patience with the Zhang family, so they let her go.

Lin Zhiyu looked at Xu's staggering steps and sighed unconsciously.

Mrs. Lin asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Lin Zhiyu shook her head: "If it weren't for Mrs. Xu, Aunt Zhang might not have reached this point."

"It's all her fault!" Mrs. Lin said bitterly.

Mu Cangzhai.

Zhu Hong was cleaning the yard when she saw Mrs. Lin coming in and said hello respectfully.

"Fang's mother saw Zhu Hong at the door in the morning, so she brought her in." Lin Wei explained.

Mrs. Lin nodded: "She has nowhere to go now, so I will let her go back to Mu Cangzhai to serve her for a while."

Only Lin Zhiyu knew what was going on, but it was all arranged by An's mother.

Zhu Hong brought a chair to Mrs. Lin, glanced at Lin Zhiyu, and retreated without saying anything.

Now that Mrs. Lin has kept her by her side, this matter is probably safe.

Lin Zhiyu sat on a low stool to the side, waiting for Mrs. Lin to speak.

"Prince Jin is a good boy. I think he cares about you very much. During the time you were back home, he sent you a lot of things."

Mrs. Lin patted Lin Zhiyu's hand.

Lin Zhiyu asked strangely: "Send something? Why didn't I know?"

"Aunt Zhang has detained the things." Lin Wei said in an angry tone. He also found out about this from Butler Li.

If this Zhang Xiuli really became the mistress, she would probably empty out the entire Prime Minister's Mansion.

Mrs. Lin paused and then said, "That's why I promised your father that day to expel you from the family tree."

"According to your father, the emperor already has a grudge against Prince Jin. And since your sister has become the queen, our family is already tied to the emperor's interests."

Lin Zhiyu was shocked: "Zi Jin has absolutely no interest in the throne, how can you doubt him?"

"He didn't mean it, but he couldn't help others thinking like that!" Mrs. Lin sighed.

Regardless of her position, she privately felt that there was another reason why the emperor was like this.

Mrs. Lin looked into Lin Zhiyu's eyes: "Zhiyu, tell your grandmother honestly, what happened to you and the emperor during the time you were in the palace?"

Lin Wei was dumbfounded. Could it be that it was not enough for the emperor to marry Lin Minghua, and he also had other thoughts about his sister?
Lin Zhiyu was silent for a moment, not knowing how to answer Mrs. Lin's question. After all, she was surprised by this incident.

I had helped Zhou Tingchen so much in my previous life, and yet I had one of my own killed because of him.

Now that he doesn't have his own help, the former harem is already in chaos.

After thinking about it, Lin Zhiyu could only answer roughly: "Maybe I have nothing to do and made some suggestions to the emperor. Maybe he values ​​me more."

"You have always had your own ideas since you were little. Since you don't want to say it, I won't force you."

Mrs. Lin sighed again and withdrew her gaze: "I am old and can't help you young people."

"Grandma, don't say that. You have a long life and you will definitely live a long time!" Lin Zhiyu said hurriedly.

Mrs. Lin was amused by her: "How can I not know about my own body?"

"Zhiyu, since you have chosen Prince Jin, you should live a good life with him. It is best to have a great-grandson, and I will die without regrets!"

Lin Zhiyu just smiled, thinking of Zhou Zijin coming again in his mind.

According to the past, he would come to me as soon as possible, but he hasn't seen anyone else yet. Could it be that something happened?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Lin Zhiyu shook his head and cursed himself secretly.

Bah, bah, bah, if it’s so unlucky, don’t even think about it.

"My sister hasn't even come through the door yet, and my grandmother is already worried here!"

Lin Wei joked.

He himself was full of regrets. He had not participated in Lin Zhiyu's childhood. When he wanted to make up for her, another person had already protected him.

……

East chamber.

After all, Lin Zhiyu hadn't married yet, so it was inappropriate to live in Prince Jin's mansion. Chu Nianshan was also a foreigner, so it was easy to attract criticism. Mrs. Lin couldn't bear to let her go, so she let her continue to live in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Lin Zhiyu's hands were not very convenient, so with Lin Xiaolian's help, she only had a bowl of porridge for lunch.

"They were so cruel that the young lady couldn't even get married beautifully."

Lin Xiaolian's tone was full of distress.

Lin Zhiyu didn't care: "If you cover up your sleeves, won't you be able to see nothing?"

She was just a little worried, not knowing whether she would be able to paint again in the future.

Lin Xiaolian put away the dishes and was about to go out. When she looked up, she saw Lin Wei standing at the door.

"Eldest son."

Lin Xiaolian said hello, bowed her head and went out.

"Why do you eat so little at noon?" Lin Wei glanced at the tray in Lin Xiaolian's hand and frowned.

Lin Zhiyu made a place for him and came out: "The doctor said, I need to eat lightly now, and I can't eat hairy things like cattle and sheep."

She found that Lin Wei's expression was a little too serious compared to usual.

"Your hand is injured like this. When do you plan to get married?" Lin Wei put a medicine bottle on the table. "Take advantage of the white jade muscle-shengming ointment given by Master Ji Yan."

Lin Zhiyu felt much relieved when he heard him mention Ji Yanshi's name.

At least it means that Zhou Zijin knows that he has returned home.

But Lin Wei's next words made her heart lift again.

"I checked and found that there were foods that were incompatible with each other in my grandmother's meals, and that's when she suddenly became seriously ill."