After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Sang Zhi drank tea and didn't leave. She just looked at the floor, as if she had something to say.

Lin Zhiyu was worried. Jiang Tongmiao made an appointment with her at the Youzheng hour. It was hard to say whether there would be any inappropriate mistakes after this hour.

"Sang Zhi, do you have something to tell me?"

Lin Zhiyu couldn't hold it any longer and glanced out the window.

Sang Zhi whispered: "The county chief wants to go out, but it doesn't have to be like this."

"My slave has a more direct way."

Lin Zhiyu was shocked, she saw it.

The medicinal powder was colorless and odorless, and she only took a very small dose. How could Sang Zhi, a palace maid, tell that?

Sang Zhi seemed to see Lin Zhiyu's doubts and felt a little embarrassed.

"When the slave enters the palace for training, he is most proficient in the art of making tea. How long to brew the tea and how it tastes at different times, the slave knows very well."

Sang Zhi straightened her back and sounded a little proud.

"I brewed the county master's tea myself, but it doesn't taste right."

Lin Zhiyu couldn't help but look at this little palace maid with admiration: "Since you know it's wrong, why do you drink it?"

"You have to drink what the county master gave you." Sang Zhi said, "This is what my aunt taught me."

"Since you have such extraordinary qualities, you were just a maid in charge of sweeping the palace before, so you are underestimating your talents."

Lin Zhiyu looked at Sang Zhi's hands. It would be pleasing to the eye to make tea for a noble person.

The Empress Dowager Cixi in history even served people who smoked.

Sang Zhi looked a little lonely: "I made a mistake."

She changed the topic and said, "My lord, please change clothes with your slave. The guard at the back door is not familiar to you."

Saying that, he was about to take off his clothes.

Lin Zhiyu was shocked again. Wasn't she sent by Zhou Tingchen to monitor her?
Sang Zhi said: "The county master was kind to his slaves before."

Lin Zhiyu searched hard in his mind.

By the Yue Li Lake.

Falling into the water.

Lin Zhiyu suddenly realized.

A cause that was planted casually at that time has invisibly produced the results it has today.

Sang Zhi sorted things out for Lin Zhiyu, her eyes full of gratitude: "If this slave has no money to honor my aunt, life will not be easy. It was the county master's hairpin that gave this slave a chance to get out of there."

It was the first time that Sang Zhi talked so much.

She herself was very surprised.

Perhaps, it was because I saw the sky on the swing in the afternoon that I had never had the chance to see in my life, so my mind became more open.

Lin Zhiyu lowered her eyelashes: "Have you ever thought that if you are discovered, you will be implicated by me?"

She didn't want more people to lose their lives because of her.

Zhou Tingchen has completely changed now.

In his eyes, human life is just a matter of his words.

Sang Zhi's hand movements paused, revealing her fear.

"County Lord, go back quickly, no one will find out."

Sang Zhi just paused for a moment, and then sped up the movements of his hands.

Lin Zhiyu's temples were twitching, maybe because of Sang Zhi, she also became nervous.

When they arrived at the corner gate, the guard's consciousness was confused and he glanced lazily at Lin Zhiyu.

"You look a little unfamiliar."

Lin Zhiyu's heart was beating like thunder, and she lowered her head a little for fear that he would find something unusual: "This slave was just pointed out to the county master today."

The man looked away, as if he had dispelled his doubts, yawned, and took a step to the side.

Lin Zhiyu hurried past.

"Hey, wait a minute." The man said suddenly.

Lin Zhiyu's breath was suffocated, but he had to stop and did not dare to look back. The sound of footsteps came from behind, and Lin Zhiyu's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

"You're not Sang Zhi, why are you still wearing her clothes?"

Lin Zhiyu's brain buzzed: "My slave's clothes got wet, so I asked her to borrow a set."

"Turn around." The man said again.

Lin Zhiyu buried her head lower and looked back stiffly.

Caught off guard, a bun wrapped in oil paper was stuffed into his hand, and a few wisps of hot air escaped from the gap.

In front of her was a young man about the same age as Sang Zhi, who was too shy to look at her.

"When you go back, help me bring this to her. Sang Zhi loves to eat it."

The young man was at a loss and scratched his head twice.

He Sang Zhi was right, this person did not recognize his appearance.

Lin Zhiyu's hanging heart suddenly fell back into his stomach: "I know this."

The young man thanked him and went back to stand guard.

Lin Zhiyu didn't dare to delay any longer, so she put the bun in her arms and hurried towards the flower garden.

The sun was about to set at this time, which was the time when people were slacking off. Lin Zhiyu arrived at the flower garden without any danger.

In fact, Lin Zhiyu had no idea whether the appointment place was here.

It's neither early nor late at this time, it happens to be the Youzheng time.

Beside the flowerbed, a palace maid was watering the flowers.

Seeing Lin Zhiyu coming, the palace maid looked around and walked up to her: "Why are you here?"

There was a hint of blame in his tone.

Lin Zhiyu was slightly startled.

The palace maid said again: "Don't be so nagging, your Majesty has gone to the Imperial Garden. If you want to get ahead, you must serve your Majesty well!"

Lin Zhiyu came back to his senses and said, "Yes."

The palace maid led her all the way to a pavilion in the imperial garden and asked her to decorate it with the others.

"Empress Zhaoyi is here!"

A sharp-eyed little palace maid whispered a reminder, and everyone hurriedly put their things away and stood where they should.

The man who brought Lin Zhiyu glanced in Jiang Tongmiao's direction.

"My queen is pregnant. She likes to feed the fish here and relax. You will follow me later and show off your housekeeping skills!"

Lin Zhiyu lowered his head and responded again.

After Jiang Tongmiao held her waist and sat down, Lin Zhiyu came forward with fish food in hand: "Mother."

Jiang Tong glanced at her and said coolly: "Everyone else, please step back, so as not to scare the fish."

Lan Xiang recognized Lin Zhiyu, as if she had been told beforehand, and stood outside the pavilion without even looking at her.

Jiang Tongmiao casually grabbed a handful of fish food, threw it into the lake, and looked at the fish vying for food: "How are you, Mrs. Chen?"

Lin Zhiyu said: "If I am the accountant of Buzhuang under the name of Princess Shangyang, my salary will be paid."

"You've seen it."

"I haven't met you yet, but I have. Madam Chen misses you very much."

Jiang Tongmiao closed her eyes.

That was her biological mother. She had never been seen since she entered the palace.

If it hadn't been for this, she would have been crying with Mrs. Chen by now.

It's all God's will.

Lin Zhiyu told the most important thing this time: "The queen wants to help escape from prison. Please find a way to inform me. The route is most likely leaked."

"Is anyone helping her?"

"Yes."

Jiang Tong smiled wonderfully.