Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

After returning home from court, Su Zihan didn't go to find his beloved wife first as usual, but went straight into the study.

After hearing the maid's return, Bingying came to the study immediately, looked at her husband sitting at the table with frowning eyebrows: "What's going on?"

Reaching out his hand to hug his beloved wife on his lap and sitting down, and buried his head in her hair that exudes a faint fragrance, Su Zihan said in a muffled voice: "The emperor decreed that I will succeed Jing Zhaoyin."

"Haven't you always worked hard to be a minister? Now that you have the opportunity, why are you so sad?"

"That's different." Su Zihan sighed: "I originally wanted to rely on my own ability to achieve my wish step by step, but this... You must have heard about the original Jing Zhaoyin, Zhao Hui, and Mr. Zhao. He said it was all right, but he died this morning due to the worsening of his injuries. From my point of view, it is clear that someone wanted to put him to death; at such a critical moment, the emperor ordered me to succeed him, wouldn't it put me at the forefront of the storm?"

"Who does Zhao Hui belong to?"

After hearing this, Su Zihan looked up at his beloved wife, his clear black eyes shone brightly, and after a little thought, he suddenly asked, "What does Ah Bing mean?"

His beloved wife is different from ordinary women in the boudoir, so he never hides the affairs of the court.

The hand of white jade like green onion gently smoothed the frown of the husband, and said icily and meaningfully: "The prime minister is ambitious and has power in the court, sooner or later it will bring disaster to the country, the emperor's move must have the emperor's intention, and as long as we are loyal Your Majesty, as long as you fulfill your due responsibilities, you will be fine."

"What Ah Bing said is very true." Su Zihan's heart suddenly enlightened: "There is also the Ninth Princess----" Could this matter be the meaning of the Ninth Princess?

"What about the Ninth Princess?"

"I always feel that the Ninth Princess seems to be different from the rumors, but I can't express that feeling."

"Rumours can never be trusted, can they?"

"That's true."

With her arms around her husband's neck, Bingying raised her head and kissed intimately: "I believe that one day my Zihan will shine and attract the attention of the world."

Su Zihan listened to these words very well, with a happy smile on her face, her lips covered her sweet red water chestnut, and she lightly tasted and pecked lightly, as if drinking a mellow and mellow fine wine. With the dense drizzle pouring down, the affectionate murmur disappeared in the gentle entanglement.

If you get a wife like you, what more can a husband ask for!

Seeing that Lin Han was about to go out, the prime minister who returned home with a gloomy expression became furious: "Stop!"

Hearing this, Lin Han stopped and stood by the gate, with his head slightly lowered, unable to see his expression clearly.

"Zhou Shizi and the second young master Wang both said that it was you, a little bastard, who caused them to fight. Is there such a thing?"

Lin Han lowered his head and said sarcastically, "Who are Zhou Shizi and the second young master Wang? How can I easily provoke them? Then you think too highly of me, a lowly dandy little bastard." The hands of the fist are full of veins.

"you!"

The prime minister was speechless with just a few words, but his doubts about him were eliminated. After all, this little bastard was ignorant and wandered around Huajie and Liuxiang all day, so he didn't have the guts to make trouble.

"If you let me know that you dare to do things that are not good for the Lin family, I will never forgive you!" After finishing speaking, he walked away.

Lin Han slowly raised his head, staring at the prime minister's back, his eyes were radiating a faint chill.

After taking a sip of the tea from Zi Ke, Qingyun looked at Mo Xuan who was sitting aside: "Who do you think killed Zhao Hui?"

Mo Xuan shook his head, when he went to Zhao Mansion last night, it happened that Zhao Hui's injury worsened, and he didn't see the clue.

At this time, Shen Momo walked in with a dignified expression: "Princess, Princess Yongle——"

"What about Zhilan?"