After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Chapter 8 Pretending to be sick
  West Wing, Plum Garden.

As soon as Lin Zhiyu returned to the house, he rummaged through the cabinets according to his memory, and finally found a scroll in a box under the bed.

Lin Zhiyu opened it and saw in the painting, a young boy with picturesque features, red lips and white teeth. When he smiled, his eyes curved into crescents, which was very beautiful.

At the same time, a picture flashed in her mind. The young man stroked her back and said, "Don't be afraid, Yu'er, brother will protect you."

"Miss, are you thinking of the eldest son?"

Lin Xiaolian asked.

Lin Zhiyu said nothing and silently put away the scroll. He secretly decided in his heart that when he returned to the palace, he must contact his brother.

As soon as she put away the scroll, there was movement outside the door.

Mother Fang next to Mrs. Lin stood at the door holding a square box in her hand.

Mother Fang walked to Lin Zhiyu and handed the box to her.

"Girl, this is the body that the old lady gave you. You must keep it well so that no one can see it."

Lin Zhiyu was shocked when he saw that it was all full of banknotes.

In her memory, Mrs. Lin didn't ask about the affairs of the back house, and her relationship with her granddaughter was very normal. It was an accident that she could move in to save her today.

After saving herself, not only did she not ask herself any questions, she actually prepared so many banknotes for her?
  It seems that he is still very important in her heart.

Lin Zhiyu silently remembered all this in his heart.

"The old lady said that the eldest girl will have a lot of money to spend in the palace in the future, so you must accept it."

Seeing that Lin Zhiyu didn't speak, Fang's mother said again.

"Thank you grandma, thank you for your hard work."

As he spoke, Lin Zhiyu asked Lin Xiaolian to take a piece of silver to Mother Fang. Mother Fang wanted to delay, so Lin Zhiyu smiled and put the silver into her hand:
  "Mother Fang, I know that you have always been loyal to your grandmother and will never accept my money, but I heard that your grandson has been sick recently. This is my thought. Buy some supplements for your child to keep him healthy. You can take care of grandma so that you won't be distracted. When I go to the palace in the future, grandma's daily life will be troublesome to you, Mother Fang."

"Then it's better for me to be respectful than to obey. Thank you, eldest lady."

Mother Fang stopped delaying and left after accepting it.

After packing everything, Lin Zhiyu began to make arrangements for getting sick tomorrow.

at dusk.

Lin Xiaolian followed Lin Zhiyu's instructions and pretended to go to a doctor to see her.

However, everything was as Lin Zhiyu expected. Lin Xiaolian came back alone with a sad face.

"Girl, they are too bullying. You are also Princess Jin who is going to marry into the palace. Why are they treating you like this?"

Lin Xiaolian was so angry that even though she knew that her young lady was pretending to be ill and that she couldn't invite anyone, everything really happened as if it was calculated, and she still couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in her heart.

"Okay, don't be angry, just pass the news on."

Her purpose was to use the excuse of illness to cancel the wedding. Once the news was released, half of her purpose was achieved.

The remaining half is up to Zhou Zijin. She believes that with Zhou Zijin's love for the original owner, he will definitely come to visit her in person.

She didn't believe that Zhang Xiuli and Lin Minghua could ask her to marry Zhou Zijin in front of them.

In fact, at the beginning, Lin Zhiyu also thought about solving the matter of substitute marriage, being straightforward and not so roundabout.

If she pretends to agree first, and then goes back on her word when she gets on the sedan chair the next day, what can they do to her?

But she also clearly remembered that when she traveled back in time, the original owner was drugged. Maybe she was too unlucky and died directly, so she took over the body of the original owner.

From this we can draw the conclusion that even if the original owner is so obedient, he still cannot gain the trust of the other party.

In order to ensure that no mistakes are made, the enemy uses underhanded tactics, which are impossible to guard against.

Instead of spending so much time researching and guarding against the other party's dirty tricks, it is better to lay out your own plans first so that the other party can relax their vigilance and then take things by surprise.

The tactic of pretending to be sick is only the first step.

Zhou Zijin is her king.

East chamber.

"Hua'er, why don't you think about it carefully? Being a queen is better than a princess..."

"Mother!"

Before Zhang Xiuli finished speaking, she was interrupted by Lin Minghua.

She looked unkind and her eyes were full of disgust. Looking at the wedding dress in front of her, she wanted to throw it away.

The person she has liked since she was little is Zhou Zijin...

It would be great if it was Prince Jin who became the emperor, then she would be happy to be his queen.

pity.

"Okay, okay, mother, don't say anything anymore."

"Mom, let me tell you something that will make you happy. Lin Zhiyu is sick!"

After speaking, Zhang Xiuli lovingly stroked Lin Minghua's hair:

"Don't worry, my son, my mother didn't ask anyone to hire a doctor for her, and the family doctor will not know about her illness." "When the time comes, my mother will give her some medicine to make her illness worse. Put her in the sedan chair As soon as she was stuffed inside, she was sent to the palace without anyone noticing, and you will be responsible for happily marrying her into the palace."

Lin Minghua touched the hand of the red wedding dress for a moment, and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "You don't treat me when I'm sick, but I still give medicine? What if I die?"

Who will she find to marry her if she dies?

Zhang Xiuli immediately smiled and said:
  "Don't worry, my son, my mother knows the seriousness and will not let her die before getting married."

"As for whether she will die after entering the palace, that depends on her fate. If she dies, she will never cause trouble to my son again."

Zhang Xiuli narrowed her eyes and sneered in her heart. Originally, if Lin Zhiyu had been obedient, she would have spared her life, but she was not ignorant!

She must avenge the day's revenge!
  "Mom, you are so kind to me." Lin Minghua showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Zhang Xiuli hugged Lin Minghua and gently stroked her head:
  "Silly boy, if your mother is not good to you, who should she be good to?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't enter the palace. Being a queen is noble, but in the palace you can eat people without spitting out their bones. Neither of the two queens of the late emperor lived for more than a year. How can my son be so delicate and fragile? How can he defeat them? Or should I be a queen? A princess is better."

Even though Zhang Xiuli said this, she still felt extremely regretful in her heart.

But she understood that no matter what she said, Lin Minghua would not change his mind.

She only has Lin Minghua's child, and of course I want her to be happy most importantly.

No matter what princess or queen, in her eyes, no one's heart is important...

My daughter is indeed like her.

The next day.

Before dawn, the Prime Minister's Mansion was bustling with activity.

The people watching outside the palace craned their necks to see what it would be like for a prime minister to marry a daughter, and what it would be like for an emperor or a prince to marry a wife.

There was red silk everywhere in the house and it was full of joy. Even the low-class women who usually cleaned the yard were wearing new clothes today.

East chamber.

Lin Minghua had already dressed up and was sitting in front of the bronze mirror in a red wedding dress. Her delicate face was slightly red, and her eyes were full of anticipation.

Fortunately, she was smart at the time and let Zhou Tingchen choose a one-day wedding date with Lin Zhiyu, and also ordered the same wedding clothes. This way, when the two of them changed the contract later, it would be difficult for others to spot it.

What about the person guarding Zhou Tingchen at the door?
  She just wanted to marry into the palace under their noses.

After Mo Ju came back from doing things, she took advantage of the auspicious time before it started and everyone was still busy with other things, so she went to occupy the palace's sedan chair first.

In this way, she can marry the person she likes as she wishes.

West Wing.

Lin Zhiyu was lying on the bed sickly.

Lin Xiaolian stopped at the door with a wary look.

"I am here to deliver soup and medicine to the eldest lady on the order of the madam. You cheap maid, please get out of the way."

Mo Ju insisted on entering the house with the food box, as if she was determined to make Lin Zhiyu drink the medicine.

Lin Xiaolian sneered immediately: "The princess will enter the palace today. She is afraid of being retaliated and does not dare to drink what you bring."

"Besides, my wife has already left, what's the matter? Did you come from the underworld to deliver soup and medicine to the girl? Or is it that my aunt has already exalted herself?"

Mo Ju saw how powerful Lin Xiaolian was yesterday, and she stamped her feet angrily, threw the food box on the ground, and ran away immediately, regardless of whether Lin Zhiyu drank or not.

As soon as Mo Ju returned to the east chamber, Lin Minghua anxiously covered her head and asked Mo Ju to help her out.

Lin Minghua didn't ask about the result, so Mo Ju naturally didn't dare to say anything, and immediately helped Lin Minghua out of the door anxiously.

The aunt who had been guarding Lin Minghua's door also followed Lin Minghua towards the door.

Mo Ju winked with the people on the side, and the maid waiting on the side bumped into her aunt on purpose. The tea in her hand spilled all over her, and her aunt was forced to change clothes.

Even the bodyguards sent by Zhou Tingchen to protect Lin Minghua were retained by others under various excuses.

Lin Minghua left the east chamber and came to the front yard. He gently raised his hijab and looked at the palace lady he had dumped. The corners of his mouth could not help but raise.

Full of joy, she was just about to walk towards the palace's sedan at the door when she saw Zhou Zijin, dressed in bright red and majestic, followed by several people, walking towards this direction like the wind.

Did you come to pick up the bride so early?

Lin Minghua's heart tightened, and he quickly put down his hijab and walked towards Zhou Zijin.

She wanted to pretend that she was Lin Zhiyu and reach out to hold Zhou Zijin, but she didn't want Zhou Zijin to directly pass her and walk towards the west wing.

Lin Minghua's hand stopped in mid-air, stunned.

Could he recognize it even though it was covered so tightly?

Lin Minghua was unwilling to give up and walked towards the prince's sedan chair.

As long as she enters the palace's sedan chair first, when the auspicious time comes and the sedan chair is lifted, she will be the princess of the palace.

She reached out and was about to lift the curtain of the sedan chair in Prince Jin's Mansion, but someone stopped her.

"Happy Queen, your sedan chair is over there."

(End of this chapter)