After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Lin Zhiyu wanted to break free from Zhou Tingchen's hand, but was tightly held by him, unable to move forward or retreat.

As soon as I raised my head, I met his eyes that couldn't see the emotion clearly.

"Sang Zhi is just by your side. How many days have you stayed and why do you miss her so much?"

Lin Zhiyu said: "It's better than some people murdering brothers and sisters."

Zhou Tingchen was so angry that he smiled back: "Why don't you miss me at all?"

"The Emperor has so many people who care about him. One more person is not more than me, and one person less than me is not a lot."

"Okay, okay!" Zhou Tingchen let go of his hand, "How about Sang Zhi? You go back and see for yourself."

Lin Zhiyu suddenly felt a heat in her arms. It was the bun that the young man had stuffed into her hand.

This heat burned right into her heart, making her heart beat like thunder.

Jiang Tongmiao looked at the two people in front of her. They spoke to each other like a barrage of affection and resentment.

No matter how stupid a person is, it’s time to taste it.

"I respectfully send you to your Majesty." She lowered her head and blessed herself slightly.

Zhou Tingchen ignored her, but Eunuch Zhang came over and said a few words to her.

"Your Majesty, please listen to this slave's advice. It is true that you are pregnant with dragon seed, but this matter cannot be easily mixed up."

What this meant was that no matter what Lin Zhiyu said to her or what she asked for just now, Jiang Tongmiao would keep these things in her stomach.

If she got involved, the child in her belly wouldn't be able to protect her!
After saying this, Jiang Tongmiao's face turned pale, her hands were on the table on one side, and she was sweating.

After Eunuch Zhang left, Lan Xiang hurriedly stepped forward and helped Jiang Tongmiao: "Your Majesty?"

"I am in a dilemma..." Jiang Tongmiao's body softened and she slid down uncontrollably.

Lan Xiang was shocked: "Physician, call the physician quickly!"

……

Lin Zhiyu followed Zhou Tingchen and walked towards Weiyang Palace.

The culprit in front walked steadily and unhurriedly;
Lin Zhiyu followed behind, walking in a chaotic manner and having to slow down his pace from time to time.

She felt anxious in her heart!
Lin Zhiyu knew better than anyone else that Sang Zhi was innocent.

This silly girl was afraid that she would end up like that, so she still prepared an absolutely convenient and quick way for Lin Zhiyu.

I don’t know if Zhou Tingchen cleared his suspicions when he asked her.

After all, she had also put something in the tea, so she asked the imperial doctor to come and examine it, maybe he could save her life.

Stepping into Weiyang Palace, Lin Zhiyu saw Sang Zhi wearing her own clothes, standing at the door, with no trace of blood on her lips.

"Sang Zhi!" Lin Zhiyu's heart was beating fast. He anxiously passed Zhou Tingchen in front and stepped in front of Sang Zhi.

"How are you, Huang...have they made things difficult for you?"

Sang Zhi shook his head and smiled, seemingly relaxed, but with a bit of reluctance.

Behind Zhou Tingchen, a wisp of black energy suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

Eunuch Zhang on the side looked at his face and speculated on the king's intentions. Just as he was about to reprimand Lin Zhiyu, he was stopped by Zhou Tingchen.

Okay, really great!

He had been with Lin Zhiyu for so long, but she was still cold to him, and she would say something to prick him from time to time.

But Sang Zhi is just an insignificant palace maid, why does she care about her?

The scene in front of me was like a slap in the face to Zhou Tingchen, shouting one sentence loudly:

You are an emperor, but in her heart, you are not even as good as a little sweeping palace maid!

Sang Zhi didn't kneel down when she saw Lin Zhiyu as usual: "County Master, I'm fine. The tea is cold. I just poured it out. I'll ask someone to replace it with a new pot later."

Lin Zhiyu's eyes froze. She didn't tell anyone about the sweat medicine she put in her tea.

He even poured the tea and destroyed the evidence.

"By the way, a friend of yours asked me to bring this to you."

Lin Zhiyu took out the bun from his arms.

Even though he was holding it in her arms, after all the tossing, the only trace of human warmth was dispersed in the wind.

Sang Zhi's eyes suddenly lit up with a glimmer of light, and she took it solemnly.

"These are buns specially made for Lord Imperial Guard in the imperial kitchen. They are the taste of my slave's hometown."

Sang Zhi took a bite and spit out blood with a "wow" before swallowing.

"Sang Zhi!" The blood in Lin Zhiyu's hands and feet suddenly went cold.

Sang Zhi's back was covered with wounds from the palace staff, which showed that he had been hit hard.

No blood or flesh was seen, but the inside was damaged.

Zhou Tingchen walked slowly from behind: "I am also surprised. I am obviously the emperor and hold the power of life and death in my hands. Why did she just listen to you?"

Lin Zhiyu couldn't think of him anymore, she begged Sang Zhi in her heart not to close her eyes.

Zhou Tingchen seemed to be threatening, but also seemed to be sighing: "Twenty times, I didn't say where you went, and didn't even cry out in pain. If her eyes weren't staring at the direction of the swing, I wouldn't have thought of this." layer."

Sang Zhi held the bun in her hand, but her body was actually colder than the bun.

She is just a little palace maid, but she is not stupid. There are many twists and turns in the palace, not to mention the guidance of her aunt, and her eyes have seen everything.

The medicine in the tea could save her life, she knew it.

But once this matter was known to the emperor, the people helping Lin Zhiyu on the other side would have nowhere to hide.

So she couldn't say.

Lin Zhiyu saw that Sang Zhi's hand holding the bun was gradually losing strength, and her whole mind was confused. She could only stuff the bun into her hand.

"Sang Zhi, don't sleep. The buns won't taste good if they get cold."

Sang Zhi vomited out another mouthful of blood, as if she was having a flashback, and took a breath: "My slave, I made my own decision, the county master does not have to blame himself..."

She used to live for her younger brother, and her life could be exchanged for his generous dowry;

Later, she worked for her aunt, and she was a little palace maid who had never made a name for herself. When her aunt became famous and prosperous, she also took advantage of it.

Now she wants to live for herself and be brave. She is used to being a sparrow trapped in the ground, but she also wants to see the vastness of the sky.

After Sang Zhi finished saying these words, the blood in his mouth couldn't stop, and blood foam kept coming out.

Lin Zhiyu looked at the indifferent man in front of her and said, "It was all my idea, please save her."

Zhou Tingchen felt a burst of joy inexplicably: Even now, she still demands herself, she can't live without herself.

But before he could come up with a request for Lin Zhiyu to agree to, Sang Zhi died.

His mouth was slightly open, as if he still had something to say, and the bun in his hand rolled to the ground, stained with dust. A pair of dimmed eyes were still open, staring blankly at the sky.

The stars are so beautiful.

Lin Zhiyu didn't know, and no one knew, what Sang Zhi wanted to say at the last moment.

"In your eyes, the life of a servant is not life?" Lin Zhiyu's eyes were dry, his throat was tight, and his heart was pounding in his chest.

Zhou Tingchen didn't even frown, he seemed to have become accustomed to it.

"There is a death in Weiyang Palace, which is unlucky. Bring the county lord to Qianyuan Palace for placement." He said, "Invite a theater troupe to come in tomorrow to sing and drive away evil spirits."

Zhang Gonggong asked: "What kind of show?"

""Palace of Eternal Life"."