After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

These words seemed to touch some unspeakable forbidden zone, and Sang Zhi stopped talking.

Also, since Zhou Tingchen wants to force himself to stay here, he will naturally not send a talkative person over to let him know something he shouldn't know.

As Lin Zhiyu expected, Sang Zhi was an extremely taciturn person. When Lin Zhiyu asked, she would answer. If the question got to the point, she would keep her mouth shut and not say a word.

If Lin Zhiyu turned around and asked, she would kneel down and repeat: "My Lord, please spare me."

Since he couldn't ask anything, Lin Zhiyu simply stopped asking.

Weiyang Palace, which used to be lively and bustling, suddenly became much lonely.

In the evening, Eunuch Zhang sent someone to invite him.

"County Master, the Emperor asked you to go to Qianyuan Hall and have dinner with him."

Lin Zhiyu said angrily: "If I don't go over, won't he stop eating?"

Eunuch Zhang was puzzled: "Your Majesty is ready. If the county master doesn't go, I'm afraid it won't be appropriate."

"Then let him wait." Lin Zhiyu disagreed and went back to the room by himself, leaning on the couch and taking a nap.

Speaking of being hungry, Lin Zhiyu was also hungry. After waking up, he had a bowl of plain noodles.

In this regard, Sang Zhi's explanation was that she had not eaten for too long and should not eat too much as it would be bad for her stomach.

Eunuch Zhang stood at the door and did not go back, as if he was determined to invite Lin Zhiyu over.

Sang Zhi moved to Lin Zhiyu and whispered: "County Master, Weiyang Palace has not prepared dinner today..."

Yeah!
Lin Zhiyu gritted his teeth.

Maybe Zhou Tingchen did it on purpose.

I liked Lin Minghua so much before, why didn't I go find her?

After about half a cup of tea, Eunuch Zhang seemed to be unable to wait any longer.

"County Lord, if you don't go, those five-flavored apricot cheese goose, green onion-splashed rabbit, dry-stirred winter bamboo shoots..."

Lin Zhiyu's stomach rumbled at an inappropriate time.

Are you going to tell me the name of the dish here?
Eunuch Zhang obviously heard it too. He suppressed the smile in his throat and said, "It's almost freezing."

Sang Zhi also said: "No matter what happens, it can't beat my own body."

Lin Zhiyu was unmoved.

Eunuch Zhang changed the topic and seemed to sigh: "That girl Xiaolian, I don't know what she is doing now."

Lin Zhiyu felt a little anxious, Xiaolian was still in Zhou Tingchen's hand.

"Sang Zhi, change my clothes." Lin Zhiyu stood up reluctantly and said.

As soon as he entered the Qianyuan Hall, he saw Lin Xiaolian kneeling on the ground.

"Miss Wang, why are you here?"

Lin Zhiyu hurriedly stepped forward to help her up: "I also want to ask you, why are you kneeling here?"

"This is my first time serving in front of the emperor, so I don't understand the rules." Lin Xiaolian whispered.

She didn't dare to tell Lin Zhiyu that it was the emperor who asked her to kneel here until Lin Zhiyu came because Lin Zhiyu was late.

This is a warning.

Lin Xiaolian only felt that she was dragging Lin Zhiyu down.

Eunuch Zhang came from behind: "Since the county lord is here, don't kneel down and go ahead."

Lin Xiaolian rubbed her legs, thanked her, staggered a few steps, lowered her head and followed Sang Zhi away.

Eunuch Zhang looked at Lin Zhiyu: "Why are you still standing there, county master? Having dinner with the emperor in the Qianyuan Hall is a blessing that no one else can ask for."

Lin Zhiyu glared at him and stepped into the inner hall.

Eunuch Zhang didn't take it to heart, flicked the fly whisk and left.

The entire Qianyuan Palace was guarded by secret guards. Even if Lin Zhiyu wanted to run away, he couldn't get anywhere!

In the hall, Zhou Tingchen had several empty wine bottles on hand, pouring himself a drink.

Lin Zhiyu came in without saying hello and sat directly opposite Zhou Tingchen.

"Here we come." Zhou Tingchen didn't look at her.

Lin Zhiyu responded: "I think the emperor is enjoying himself alone." Zhou Tingchen drank the last drop of wine in the cup and waved his hand: "You said before that I didn't know your preferences. Today, I will I asked someone to cook the dishes that have been well received in the imperial dining room. Take a look, do you like any of them?"

Lin Zhiyu didn't even look at it: "No."

"...It doesn't matter." Zhou Tingchen gave her a chopstick of meat. It was fat but not greasy, and had a delicious color. "You eat it first, and I will ask someone to change it tomorrow."

"We have a long way to go."

He smiled.

Who wants to be with you for a long time?

Lin Zhiyu slandered.

But he was hungry after all, and according to Zhou Tingchen's temperament, he probably wouldn't do anything with this dish.

While eating, Zhou Tingchen suddenly said: "I heard that your sweetheart wants to be with you for the rest of your life?"

It is not difficult to guess that he must have asked Lin Xiaolian.

Lin Zhiyu put down the bowl and chopsticks: "Your Majesty asked knowingly."

The hidden subtext is that you don’t even see if you are qualified.

Zhou Tingchen stopped talking again, and the meal ended in this depressing atmosphere.

Before leaving, Zhou Tingchen gave her an octagonal palace lantern.

Lin Zhiyu recognized that this palace lantern was exactly the same as the one he had given to him in his previous life.

"What does this mean, Your Majesty?"

She looked on coldly, not feeling much joy in her heart.

"Gong Daohei, be careful when you walk."

After Lin Zhiyu left, Zhou Tingchen called over the cook who would be cooking tonight.

Several cooks were trembling, not knowing what the emperor was having today.

"Drag down."

Listening to the wailing outside the window, Zhou Tingchen felt a little better.

Perhaps before, he had to worry about the verbal and written criticisms of those rotten literati.

But he doesn't care now.

When he saw the hickey on Lin Zhiyu's neck, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

If he hadn't been so scrupulous before and forcibly kept her by his side, would she still have interacted with Zhou Zijin?

Zhou Tingchen's eyes fell on the bowls and chopsticks used by Lin Zhiyu.

Fortunately, fortunately, everything came in time.

Lin Minghua held up her skirt and had delicate makeup on her face, which was completely different from her usual style.

If you are careful, it is not difficult to find that her current appearance is similar to that of Weiyang Palace.

"The emperor is in a bad mood, but my sister made the emperor angry again?" She moved lightly, walked behind Zhou Tingchen, and hooked her fingers coated with bright red cardamom on his neck.

"What are you doing here?" Zhou Tingchen opened his eyes and saw the look of the person in front of him, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

"Of course I'm here to accompany the emperor to relieve his fatigue." Lin Minghua said with a smile, "If the emperor doesn't come to see me, can't I come to see the emperor?"

The last time she listened to Mo Ju's words, Zhou Tingchen's eyes stayed on her for a moment.

Probably because of Zhang Xiuli's incident, he felt guilty, so he lifted Lin Minghua's grounding order.

Lin Minghua took advantage of the victory and pursued: "I have done many wrong things to my sister before, and now I have regretted it. The emperor might as well make her the county lord, or... take her into the palace."

Zhou Tingchen tapped on the table, as if it was a good idea to drive a wedge between the couple.

Therefore, he did not notice anything inappropriate in Lin Minghua's words.

"There may be some misunderstanding between my sister and the emperor. I thought it would be better to give in to him, and the rift will naturally fade away." Lin Minghua added.

She is Lin Zhiyu's younger sister. She has lived with her for sixteen years, and she still knows some of her habits.

For Zhou Tingchen, his value is unique.