After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Chapter 325 Mid-Autumn Moon Night
Yuan Erdao: "The good thing is that Princess Shangyang has agreed to your invitation and has made arrangements on the way. Keeping Your Highness in your custody will win the beauty's favor."

Zheng Ziyan waved his hand.

"Next thing."

He didn't care whether she was beautiful or not, he just wanted to overwhelm Zheng Guanyue.

Zheng Guanyue, that sickly princess, pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger, which made him miserable.

Why can't he also find a powerful concubine?

What's more, Princess Shangyang is no ordinary person.

Yuan Er cleared his throat: "This matter is good or bad, it all depends on what His Highness thinks..."

"Let's get down to business!"

"I heard Lin Zhiyu calling her sworn brother the emperor in private."

"Clang-"

The teacup in Zheng Ziyan's hand rolled down.

Zhou Tingchen's arrival is indeed a neither good nor bad thing.

But he and Lin Zhiyu got close, Lin Zhiyu and Zheng Guanyue got close, and his father even talked with him all night.

This is a huge bad thing for Zheng Ziyan!

His expression darkened a bit: "Fan Jin, what do you think?"

Fan Jin was not much better. An emperor abandoned the civil and military officials of the dynasty and came to Xirong.

If you tell me, who will believe it?
Who can believe it?
"Zhou Tingchen does everything based on his own will. The last time he and Zheng Guanyue suddenly joined forces, they caught us by surprise.

Now that he can betray Zheng Guanyue, he will betray the third prince in the future if he is not protected. If that matter is exposed..."

"He dares!" Zheng Ziyan slapped the table and interrupted Fan Jin's words.

Fan Jin shut up.

Why not?
He is the emperor.

You are a third prince, what kind of bird egg do you think you are?
"My father has paid more and more attention to Zheng Guanyue recently. He even forced me to cut off Wei Hu's hand that day. How can I stand up to this?"

"It's Wei Hu who is responsible for his own fault." Fan Jin said scornfully, "Pei Meiren was supposed to take care of His Majesty's health. That Wei Hu has been a coward all his life, but he even harmed His Highness!"

Fan Jin had long disliked what Wei Hu had done. He relied on himself to take care of the third prince when he grew up, which was very disrespectful to him.

"It would be great if Xirong and Qin were to fight, and His Highness could take the opportunity to ascend to power and use the previous letters to force Qin to retreat."

Yuan Er on the ground suddenly said this.

Fan Jin said regretfully: "What's the use of saying this now? Your Majesty has already agreed to Yan Shu's matter, how can we fight?"

"No, no." Zheng Ziyan murmured, "Yuan Er, Yuan Er, what you said is finally not nonsense."

Fan Jin was shocked: "Your Highness, do you want to...?"

Zheng Ziyan lowered his head and asked, "When will Lin Zhiyu leave Xirong?"

"It seems to be three days later." Yuan Er thought for a while and added, "They have few things and don't need to pack them. They didn't say anything clearly. I'm not sure."

"Three days..." Zheng Ziyan repeated in a low voice.

Fan Jin said: "With Zhou Tingchen here, they have to be on guard. Nine times out of ten, he will leave quietly."

Zheng Ziyan stroked his palm: "As expected of Mr. Fan! Yuan Er, pass on my order. All the vendors that day will be replaced by our own people, and they will be killed by me. It doesn't matter whether Lin Zhiyu dies or not, as long as the noise is louder, the better."

"Your Highness, but if this happens, won't Your Majesty investigate this matter thoroughly? Why don't you wait until they leave before taking action."

Fan Jin frowned, this move is very dangerous!

Yuan Er scratched his head and said, "Wouldn't it be nice if people mistakenly thought he was Zheng Guanyue?"

"Should I say it or not, Yuan Er, you have become a lot smarter recently." Zheng Ziyan praised, "I have my own way to clean myself up."

This method is Princess Shangyang.

Who would attack the girl he loves?
The corner of Zheng Ziyan's mouth curled up in a proud smile. He pulled Yuan Er up from the ground and thoughtfully patted the non-existent dust for him.

"Your Highness, I had already taken pictures when I came in before." Yuan Er expressed that it was difficult to understand Zheng Ziyan's behavior.

Zheng Ziyan gritted his teeth: "What I mean is that from now on, you should speak more useful words and less nonsense!"

……

Mid-Autumn Festival night.

Even though it was just a temporary residence, Lin Zhiyu and others arranged it carefully.

Lin Xiaolian had nothing to do at home, so she and Qiao Xiu made several lanterns out of bamboo sticks, including fruits, birds and animals, and they also used colored paper to draw various colors, which were bright and vivid.

"Miss, you hang one too." Lin Xiaolian handed Lin Zhiyu a small lantern in the shape of a flying fish, "In Qiaoxiu's hometown, there is this custom."

Qiaoxiu brought the ladder: "Hang the lantern on the tree, which means 'standing up for the Mid-Autumn Festival.' Big girl, please slow down, I'll hold on to you."

Lin Zhiyu looked up and saw that there were already several lanterns of different sizes on the tree. Looking at them like this, it seemed a bit festive.

"This will make you feel at home." Lin Wei came from the moon gate on the other side and smiled, coming over to lend a hand.

After hanging the lantern, Lin Zhiyu got off the ladder and watched it swinging on the tree.

I don't know what Zhou Zijin is doing at this time.

The lover complains about the night, and the lovesickness begins at night.

She finally experienced Zhang Jiuling's sorrow firsthand.

Zhao Sanmei took the cut moon cakes and distributed them to everyone: "As long as we are together in a lively manner, it is not the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Her words swept away the melancholy in Lin Zhiyu's heart.

"There's nothing going on in the house today. Let's all go out for a walk."

Lin Xiaolian couldn't wait to turn around in front of Lin Zhiyu: "Miss, look, I bought this when I went to the street yesterday. I think the style here in Xirong is very novel.

If Princess Shangyang sees it, maybe she can make a lot of money again! "

"Hey, but where are the people from Zhouyang?" Zhao Sanmei handed the plate with moon cakes to Lin Wei.

"It seems we have an appointment." Qiaoxiu thought for a while, "Master Ji Yan is not here either."

"Okay, miss, let's go for a walk together!" Lin Xiaolian was very excited and wished she could grow wings and fly out.

Lin Zhiyu raised his feet and prepared to enter the house: "You go first. I have some things to deal with. I will come and find you then."

Seeing that Lin Wei was still in the yard, Lin Xiaolian took Qiaoxiu away with confidence.

East courtyard.

Unlike where Lin Zhiyu was, there was only the faint light coming from the house.

On the table, only Lin Wei brought a box of mooncakes, and the rest were piles of memorials.

After closing the last memorial, Zhou Tingchen leaned on the chair tiredly and rubbed his eyebrows.

Something happened suddenly, and he brought over the memorials that he had not had time to deal with before.

The sound of laughter and laughter came from the west courtyard, making his slender figure even more lonely.

She is right, this way must be lonely.

Yan Ruyun fell lightly from the beam: "Your Majesty, won't you join in the fun?"

"I am the emperor. If I rush over here, won't I scare them to death?"

"You came here to improve your relationship with Lin Zhiyu. If you continue like this, you will go back." Yan Ruyun advised kindly.

Zhou Tingchen was silent.

This was the first time that he did something based entirely on his own will.

Not mixed with anything else.

"Accompany me to visit Lin Zhiyu's yard."