After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Chapter 352 Meeting Wang Lai
Chu Mansion.

The moon has climbed into the middle of the night, and Chu Nianshan stands alone under the moonlight, his whole body covered with clear light.

"Your Majesty, if you don't rest yet, what will you do if you catch the wind and cold?"

Eleven in the dark yawned.

Today, by coincidence, it was his turn to work the night shift.

"I can't sleep, so I naturally want to go out for a walk."

Eleven was startled and almost fell off the roof: "Fifteen? Why didn't you sleep?"

Fifteen, with two huge dark circles under his eyes, also yawned: "I can't sleep, so I'll stay with you."

Yawning is indeed contagious.

"Isn't it because of Miss Xiaolian?"

"...They did not return to the courtyard prepared by the Lord."

Eleven clear.

The Lord is still struggling.

"Tell me, will the Lord agree to what Madam said?" Eleven asked curiously, rubbing his chin.

"That way, Miss Lin will be sad." Fifteen chose a comfortable position and sat down, "Maybe she will even hate the Lord."

Not far away, Chu Nianshan also yawned.

"Fifteen, come with me to the other courtyard tomorrow."

……

The sky is bright.

Lin Zhiyu was so tired that he didn't want to move no matter what the people around him said.

The guy who eats meat is really scary!
Zhou Zijin said helplessly: "I know you are tired, but you have to eat, right?"

There were three simple dishes and one soup on the table, and the aroma went straight to Lin Zhiyu's nose.

"Isn't it your fault?" Lin Zhiyu poked out a pair of misty eyes from the quilt and stared at the man in front of him who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Yes, yes, it's my husband's fault." Zhou Zijin looked sincere and put a coat on her.

Lin Zhiyu went down to the ground and picked up a fallen leaf that was blown into the house by the wind.

It’s truly autumn.

Zhou Zijin scooped a spoonful of soup for her and called her name: "Zhiyu, it's time to eat."

Lin Zhiyu turned around, and the two of them smiled at each other in tacit understanding.

Suddenly, it seems that many such ordinary days have passed.

"Your Majesty, Lord Chu is here."

The sound of Shuqin came from the door.

"Got it." Zhou Zijin responded and helped Lin Zhiyu lay out the dishes.

"I'll go out and take a look. If you're tired, go to bed after eating. Qiao Xiu will come in and collect it later."

The door opened and closed again.

Lin Zhiyu took a sip of the soup and smacked it twice.

There seems to be something wrong with this soup.

It's not like Zhao Sanmei's craftsmanship, nor is it like Qiao Xiu's craftsmanship.

Moreover, the salt was mistaken for sugar.

The other three dishes were either salty or bland.

The corners of Lin Zhiyu's mouth curled up, but he still ate all the food on the table.

It seems that I still need to teach him well in the future.

After tidying up, Lin Zhiyu opened the door and went out.

Stolen time is always short-lived.

She saw the upright figure in the yard and sighed inaudibly.

Chu Nianshan, Chu Nianshan, what is your purpose?

"Master Chu, why are you here today?" Lin Zhiyu walked up to Zhou Zijin.

"Today's food is delicious." She raised her face and smiled.

Chu Nianshan looked away: "If you stay here all the time, it will inevitably arouse people's suspicion."

This means asking her to go back.

"I am no longer a member of the Lin family and have nowhere to go." Lin Zhiyu said lightly.

Only here is her safe place.

"I just want to remind you." Chu Nianshan glanced at her, "I asked Wang Lai, but his attitude was unclear. He just said that he wanted Zijin to go and talk to him in person."

Lin Zhiyu subconsciously held Zhou Zijin's hand.

Could it be a trap?

Zhou Zijin squeezed her palm gently: "Wang Lai is Uncle Zhuang's classmate, he doesn't know how to do it."

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs." Chu Nianshan said, "I'm here for no other reason."

Just wanted to check in on you.

His eyes fell on Lin Zhiyu.

Whatever you can't bear to do, I'll do it for you. It doesn’t matter whether you hate me or be cold to me, I just don’t want to see all your years of hard work come to nothing.

Chu Nianshan closed his eyes slightly.

"Without further ado, let's go."

……

"Sir, there are three young people outside who want to see you."

Wang Lai sat in front of the desk and never stopped writing.

"They came so quickly." Wang Lai said calmly, "Let them come in."

"Yes."

The servants rushed over and led Lin Zhiyu and Zhou Zijin into the main hall.

There was a person who looked like a servant following behind, it was Zhao Sanmei.

Today's Yushi Mansion is Zhao Sanmei's previous home.

She agreed to contact Cheng Shu and help them, on the condition that she come to the Censor's Mansion with them.

In order to deceive others, Zhou Zijin and Lin Zhiyu just pretended to be an ordinary couple, and even used scarves to cover their faces.

To outsiders, it was just relatives coming to seek refuge with Wang Lai.

"Everyone, please wait."

A stick of incense passed, and Wang came belatedly.

The three people stood up quickly to greet them.

Wang Lai glanced at Zhao Sanmei very calmly and walked to the main seat.

The maid next to me came up to pour tea.

Lin Zhiyu looked at the visitor carefully. Wang Lai was wearing a dark uniform with dark green cloud patterns embroidered on it. He had a square face and thick eyebrows. Judging from his appearance, he was indeed upright.

Taking a sip of tea, Wang Lai frowned: "The heat is over."

The maid said in a panic: "I'm going to make another pot right now."

She put away the tea, lowered her head and left.

Making tea, Wang Lai, is quite interesting.

"It's just that the fun of making tea is to do it yourself. If someone else comes, it will be the same as making ordinary tea."

Lin Zhiyu said.

There wasn't much of a smile on Wang Lai's face, and he had a business-like attitude.

"Just kidding, it's just some of my quirks." Wang glanced at Lin Zhiyu.

Is this girl the child who has a close relationship with Nian Shan?

Unexpectedly, he found it after so many years.

"It's not too late to talk again when the tea comes."

This sentence is not a discussion, but a notification.

Wang Lai leaned on his chair, looking like he didn't want to talk to others.

In the uncomfortable silence that filled the room, he looked calm.

Lin Zhiyu and Zhou Zijin looked at each other.

All good things come slowly, so there is no need to rush into this moment.

Zhao Sanmei does not have such good patience: "Sir, if it is an emergency, do you have to wait like this?"

"Just waiting." Wang Lai raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhao Sanmei again.

I don't know how long it took, but the little maid finally came over.

Wang Lai took a sip and finally showed a satisfied look.

"Tell me, are you looking for me to report or to bribe?"

Get straight to the point and don’t give anyone time to react.

Judging from their tone, they don't care who they are.

Or, they already know their identities.

Zhou Zijin stood up and bowed: "We are here just to report."

"Report who?"

"The current Holy One."

Zhou Zijin said word for word.

Wang Lai's expression remained calm: "Why?"

"These three letters are evidence." Zhou Zijin took out the three letters. "Before the emperor ascended the throne, he joined forces with Xirong to kill Baihuying to clear the way for his emperor."

"Zhuang Boyuan." Wang Lai repeated, "Really speaking, he died because of you, didn't he?"

Zhou Zijin's face hurt.

As expected of a royal censor, he speaks directly and touches his heart with every sentence.

Wang Lai did not accept the three letters: "It is impossible to fight for great positions without dying.

Someone has to sacrifice the flag, right?

You asked me to impeach the emperor for an unrelated old matter. Do you really think that I am a fool? "