After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

The man backed away.

Zhou Tingchen pulled Lin Zhiyu to sit at the table, picked up the bowl of white fungus soup, took a spoonful of it himself, and brought it to Lin Zhiyu's mouth.

"good."

The tone is like taming a puppy.

Zhou Tingchen said: "You didn't eat anything at night."

"Your Majesty is here, I can't eat." Lin Zhiyu didn't give him any face.

In the past few days, Zhou Tingchen has become accustomed to her indifference and is not annoyed.

Lin Zhiyu couldn't help but asked the question that had been lingering in his mind for the past few days.

"I told the emperor before that you should cherish the people in front of you, but now the emperor leaves the beauties in the harem alone and wants to detain me in the palace. Why?"

Of course - I want you to love me.

Zhou Tingchen said: "Why should I tell you?"

Lin Zhiyu had a bold guess in his mind.

There were only a few people in the harem, Jiang Tongmiao's heart was not with the emperor, Yunyue stayed here for Zheng Guanyue, and Lin Minghua was devoted to Zhou Zijin.

And Jiang Wanning, the only one who was somewhat sincere to the emperor, actually did not come to cause trouble despite her frequent contact with Zhou Tingchen.

Something went wrong.

Lin Zhiyu rarely looked at Zhou Tingchen and smiled: "Your Majesty, this way must be lonely."

The reason why it is said that it is cold at high places is because there is no one to stand side by side with.

The late Empress Zheng Wan told her that if she wanted to sit in that position, she should not show her sincerity to others.

Not even the person next to you.

Everyone said that Zheng Wan had completely let go of her feelings for Xirong and played the role of a good queen wholeheartedly.

But only Lin Zhiyu knew that beneath the gentle appearance were layers of skin.

Zhou Tingchen said: "Whether we are alone or not is not the final decision now."

He believed from the bottom of his heart that Lin Zhiyu would accompany him to the end.

Lin Zhiyu turned away and watched the rain outside getting heavier and heavier.

As long as Zhou Zijin can escape smoothly, she can continue on the next path without any scruples.

A road that has been planned for ten years.

Only when Zhou Tingchen is completely overthrown and the truth that has been sealed for more than ten years can be revealed, and she stands on a high platform, can she tell a life story of her own.

"boom!"

Another thunder exploded from the sky, making the people in the carriage tremble.

"Mother, we're here."

The coachman wore a wide-brimmed hat and could not see his face clearly.

Mo Ju got out of the car first, held up an umbrella, and helped Lin Minghua get out of the carriage.

The person at the door recognized Lin Minghua and welcomed her in respectfully.

"Why did the Queen come here in person? This Department of Punishment is not a place for you to stay."

"I'm here to see the prince." Lin Minghua didn't even raise his eyelids.

The people at the door looked at me and I looked at you. They couldn’t hold back a fart for a long time.

They all saw doubt in their eyes.

The emperor ordered that anyone who sees anyone acting suspiciously should be alert.

The weather was so bad tonight, so they waited and waited, and unexpectedly the Queen, who was so condescended to her, came. What is a woman doing here?
"The dungeon is damp. The Emperor still misses his younger brother. I just came here to take care of the Emperor's worries."

Mo Ju pulled Lin Minghua's sleeve, and Lin Minghua saw from the corner of his eye that the meals his people had delivered tonight were still intact there.

She suppressed her uneasiness and sighed: "Who knew it would rain so heavily tonight."

After all, Lin Minghua had been favored before. Even though everyone had doubts, they still brought her in.

As soon as the door of the cell was opened, two men in black appeared out of nowhere. They were extremely agile. Each of them dropped a knife, and the two jailers fell to the ground.

Lin Minghua knew in his heart that this was all the arrangement of the man in black, so he took a breath and stepped in.

The man in black stopped her: "Queen, you shouldn't have come."

"This is my idea, why shouldn't I come?" Lin Minghua was worried.

The people inside heard the noise and opened their eyes in the darkness.

When Lin Minghua saw Zhou Zijin woke up, he cried with joy: "Brother Zijin, you are still alive! Hua'er... Hua'er is really so happy!"

The two men in black looked at each other and shook their heads silently: We have to find another way!
Zhou Zijin endured the pain. The previous wounds were soaked in water and stained with dust. Some places were already ulcerated and inflamed, green and white, and he couldn't bear to look directly at them.

The two men in black supported him and ran quickly towards the route they had arranged before.

When he was about to leave the prison of the Criminal Department, another man in black knocked Lin Minghua unconscious with lightning speed, threw him to the side, and shouted: "Oh no, something happened to the Queen!"

The voice injected with internal power spread extremely far, and all the drowsy people in the Criminal Department were startled: It's not the Queen who is in trouble, it's the King of Jin who's in trouble!
When they rushed out, there were only the unconscious Lin Minghua on the ground and the carriage driving away.

Zhou Tingchen listened to the news reported by the people below and sat steadily on the chair.

The white fungus soup in front of me didn't know when it was empty.

When he saw Lin Zhiyu let out a long sigh of relief, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"I thought the queen would not go to this extent for Zhou Zijin."

There was something sad in his smile.

"After the queen comes back, she will be in the cold palace. This matter must not be leaked."

"Yes."

Only Zhou Tingchen and Lin Zhiyu were left in the Qianyuan Hall again.

Lin Zhiyu's heart turned over and over again. It was obvious that he had failed. Why didn't Zhou Tingchen have any mood swings?
"Zhiyu, let's wait for Zhou Zijin to enter the palace himself."

Zhou Tingchen climbed up to Lin Zhiyu's waist again, knocking over the inkstone on the table with his elbow. Pure black ink spread on the ground, very much like today's night, thick and sinister.

The riding whip was raised high and then dropped heavily.

One of the men in black took off his hood, revealing the face of Chu Nianshan.

"Why did you come here in person?" Zhou Zijin held down the wound that had cracked due to the jolt, "You shouldn't have taken the risk yourself."

Chu Nianshan said: "I don't trust it if I leave it to others."

He looked at Zhou Zijin's injuries again, and his eyebrows twisted into the Chinese character "Sichuan": "Brotherhood is just a pile of worthless mud in front of the imperial power."

"The cold arrow you went out with General Jiang before was his, but you just didn't believe it." Chu Nianshan shook his head.

"If it weren't for that chainmail, would you still be able to get on the line with Zheng Guanyue?"

Zhou Zijin smiled bitterly, and the last bit of admiration for his brother in his heart had disappeared.

"Is Zhiyu... okay?"

"Your royal brother coaxes her like a treasure, what else can happen?"

Another man in black suddenly lowered his voice: "Master, the road is wrong."

The two of them looked frozen.