After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

The palace man added: "Empress Zhaoyi misses the county lord very much, but the emperor does not allow anyone to visit. The empress said that if no one talks, she should do something interesting to prevent the county lord from being bored."

Lin Zhiyu hummed slightly and sat aside to watch.

It is a bit rare for a palace servant to dare to talk so much in front of his master.

Not long after, Sang Zhi came over with a bowl of mung bean soup.

"County Master, it's hot outside, please go inside and wait." She said timidly.

Lin Zhiyu raised his eyelids: "Let me take a look."

The tone left no room for doubt.

Sang Zhi stopped talking and stood quietly aside with his hands down.

The palace people were quick with their hands and feet, and in a short while, the swing began to take shape.

Lin Zhiyu suddenly saw something was wrong.

This swing is in the wrong direction.

For the sake of beauty, it should either be facing the door or the wall. What matters is that it is horizontal and vertical.

But the swing in front of me is in the corner.

Lin Zhiyu took another look at the palace attendant who had just spoken to him. She was one of the people in charge of the command.

The palace man felt Lin Zhiyu's gaze and nodded slightly towards her.

Lin Zhiyu understood.

After having lunch with Zhou Tingchen at Qianyuan Hall as usual, Lin Zhiyu sat on the swing.

Sang Zhi was a little worried: "County Master, you easily faint after eating."

"It doesn't matter."

Sang Zhi sighed, walked behind Lin Zhiyu, and pushed hard.

The afternoon sun was still dazzling. Lin Zhiyu squinted and looked past the high palace wall.

The swing is set high, and the view is high. At the end of the vision, there is a flower bed.

"Sang Zhi, when did the flower garden in the palace opposite appear?" Lin Zhiyu asked.

She had lived here for most of her previous life and had never seen flowers like this.

"It seems like last night." Sang Zhi thought for a while, and the movements of his hands slowed down.

Lin Zhiyu nodded: "Let me down."

Sang Zhi felt strange, did Lin Zhiyu feel bored after just hanging out for a while?
She looked at the swing and imagined what it would be like if she sat on it and the wind whistled in her ears.
Lin Zhiyu returned to the house. Sang Zhi looked at the swing, hesitated for a while, and sat on it.

What Lin Zhiyu has to do now is wait.

Looking from the direction of the swing just now, the flowers in the flower bed are tilted at forty degrees, which is exactly the freeze frame of the sundial at a certain moment.

People in Weiyang Palace must be searched no matter they come in or out, just to prevent anyone from passing on the news.

In fact, Lin Zhiyu was a little strange. Since Zhou Tingchen thought that Zhou Zijin could not escape from his clutches, why was he worried that someone would send him news?

The only explanation is that Zhou Tingchen knew someone would help Zhou Zijin.

Jiang Tongmiao's move clearly showed that he had tried his best.

After all, he was asking for something from her, so he couldn't put all his hopes on her and expect her to take him out.

But how to get out is the most troublesome problem.

And beside him, there is Sang Zhi who is always with him.

She turned to look at the window. Sang Zhi was sitting on the swing alone, her toes tapping on the ground, and the hemp rope dangling slightly in the air.

Lin Zhiyu thought about it and went out again.

Sang Zhi was sitting on the swing, feeling uneasy at first, and her eyes glanced at the door from time to time.

Seeing Lin Zhiyu suddenly come out, he was so frightened that he almost fell off the swing and knelt down in panic.

"The county, the county master, this servant did not do it intentionally."

Sang Zhi said with a trembling voice.

Lin Zhiyu was very unaccustomed to her kneeling behavior at every turn. Not even anyone else in the palace was like her.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Sang Zhi nodded subconsciously, but then thought of something and immediately shook his head.

Lin Zhiyu guessed that she was probably afraid of the person behind her, Zhou Tingchen.

Thinking of this, she softened her tone: "You really want to swing?" "No, I don't want to." Sang Zhi buried his head.

Lin Zhiyu said: "Sit on it and I'll push you."

Sang Zhi was about to answer yes, but when the words came to his lips, he realized something was wrong.

The county boss was not angry, but asked her to sit on the swing?

"County Lord, this is against the rules." Sang Zhi whispered.

Lin Zhiyu hummed and didn't take her words to heart.

Sang Zhi couldn't resist, so he had to sit on it carefully.

As soon as Lin Zhiyu's hands touched her back, Sang Zhi shivered.

Even before entering the palace, she had never enjoyed this treatment!
Lin Zhiyu exerted a slight force, and Sang Zhi immediately rose into the air, pushing her upwards with the wind whistling in her ears.

The feeling of surprise overshadowed the fear in her heart, and Sang Zhi couldn't help but laugh.

The sky cut by the eaves finally showed its vastness at this moment.

Lin Zhiyu pushed and pushed, his eyes falling on the wood on the left.

Under the action of force, a gap loomed.

There seems to be something hidden inside.

Lin Zhiyu secretly noted the location and prepared to take this thing out when no one was around.

Sang Zhi was happy, but she still thought about Lin Zhiyu in her heart.

"County Master, slave, slave, I've had enough fun."

Sang Zhi whispered.

Lin Zhiyu relaxed her strength, and Sang Zhi's toes slowly touched the ground.

As soon as she came down, she knelt down in front of Lin Zhiyu again.

"What do you mean?" Lin Zhiyu frowned. This habit is really bad.

Sang Zhi said: "In the past, my brother had such a swing, and the servants would not dare to touch it, but today the county master is willing... Sang Zhi thanked the county master."

Lin Zhiyu didn't know what to say for a moment.

He and Lin Xiaolian have a good relationship, let alone the swing, it doesn't matter if they eat the same dish.

Sang Zhi kowtowed to Lin Zhiyu.

Lin Zhiyu held back a sentence for a while: "Get up."

After thinking for a while, he added: "Don't kneel all the time. If you kneel too much, your bones will become soft."

Sang Zhi was startled, as if he didn't expect Lin Zhiyu to say this.

When she was little, she made a mistake. Only by kneeling down and admitting her mistake in time could she escape a severe beating.

So after entering the palace, she couldn't get rid of this habit.

Lin Zhiyu saw her distracted look and said, "I'm a little hungry. You can go make a new pot of tea."

Sang Zhi came to his senses and left in a hurry.

Lin Zhiyu watched her back disappear from his sight, and then turned to reach out to dig into the cracks in the wood.

As expected, it was a packet of medicinal powder.

The guards were only focused on searching the body and could not examine the pieces of wood in detail.

Otherwise, Jiang Tongmiao is not a simple character.

The corners of Lin Zhiyu's mouth raised in an arc.

As night falls, the people at the door doze off.

Lin Zhiyu specially brewed a pot of hot tea, and the aroma of tea filled the room.

Sang Zhi advised: "County Master, drink tea at night, it will be easier to sleep at night."

"This kind of tea doesn't work." Lin Zhiyu also poured her a small cup and pushed it towards Sang Zhi, "You want to try it too."

It was mixed with the medicine sent in by Jiang Tongmiao, and within half an hour it would make people sleep until dawn.

Sang Zhi looked at the cup of tea with an unclear expression: "Thank you so much, Lord County, for your kindness."

She took a sip.