Uncle, don't overdo it

"He's also suspicious, isn't he? Otherwise, why would he come to pay attention to me secretly?" Yi Yao said, it's impossible not to arouse suspicion with such obvious two faces, the Young Palace Master is really too bold.

"Thank you Yiyao. This time I was self-willed. Thank you for doing so well and dispelling his doubts. Otherwise, I would have put you in danger again." Lin Xiner held Yiyao's hand, Apologetically.

"You want to walk by his side with your real appearance, don't you?" Yi Yao asked, she stayed in Prince Xuan's Mansion all the time, she didn't know what happened in Wangyue Tower, and she didn't expect the Young Palace Master to be like this Walked into Prince Xuan's mansion openly and aboveboard.

The only thing she knew was that the Young Palace Master really fell in love with King Xuan...

"Yi Yao, in fact, I am also a lover. Did I disappoint you?" Lin Xiner looked at Yi Yao with a bit of bitterness on her face.

"No, I'm just afraid that it will be the Young Palace Master who will be seriously injured in the end." Yi Yao shook her head lightly, she could see the rare bitterness in Lin Xiner's expression, in fact, the Young Palace Master had already stepped into the edge of the sea of ​​bitterness.

What should she do?Pull the Young Palace Master back?But what if there is a sea of ​​sweet flowers after the sea of ​​bitterness?Didn't she break the young palace master's happiness?

Emotions are really something that no one else can interfere with.

"Yi Yao, don't worry." Lin Xiner could understand Yi Yao's hesitation at this time, and it was all for her, "If the result is good, you will definitely bless me. If it is not good, I have Try it, you won't regret it, and you don't have to regret not stopping me at this time."

"Young Palace Master, I don't have much time." Yi Yao's face was serious. Is it really worth it to gamble for a lifetime in these short few days?

Lin Xiner let go of Yi Yao's hand, it was easy to let go, but could she let go of Ximen Jingxuan gracefully?

Lin Xiner smiled lightly, with a trace of mockery on her lips. She was not so chic in doing things now.

"Take care of Yan'er. I'll go to Moyaxuan first. I will live in Moyaxuan during the few days in Prince Xuan's Mansion. It should be easier to do things." Lin Xiner said.

"But King Xuan will definitely make people stare at Mo Yaxuan." Yi Yao said, this is obvious, just like the backyard is also being watched closely at this time, she is trapped here ,can not go out.

"I'll pay attention." Lin Xiner didn't say anything else, she looked at Yan'er over there, "You guys stay here now, and I'll do the rest by myself. Now you are the weak Lin Xin Son, they are the master and servant who were abandoned by King Xuan."

After leaving the hut, Lin Xiner went to Mo Yaxuan, passed Madam Zhiqi's yard, paused for a moment, then quickened her pace.

"Ah! Princess Wangfei, are you... alright?"

When Lin Xiner ran into Mrs. Mei, Mrs. Mei was busy doing something in a flower garden with a hoe in her hand. She should have felt the movement and looked back, and saw Lin Xiner, to be more precise, she saw her Standing up in amazement, with a striding figure like flying.

"You've got the wrong person." Lin Xiner glanced at Mrs. Mei. This Mrs. Mei was in good health, but she gave off a soft and weak appearance. She tended the flowers and plants by herself, as if she didn't know anything, and only saw you that night. It was only when she was training the snake that she seemed a little energetic, but after the snake's body was cut off by Ximen Jingxuan, she was very frightened.

Obviously, at this moment, Mrs. Mei was stunned by Lin Xiner again, looking at her face and her legs, her eyes were full of doubts.

"I'm Mochizuki." Lin Xiner said.

"Oh." Madam Mei concealed her doubts and nodded blankly.She also heard that someone in the palace said that King Xuan had allowed a girl from Wangyue Tower to live in Mo Yaxuan, and it turned out that she was the person in front of her.

But why does she look exactly like Princess Xuan?

Lin Xiner ignored Mrs. Mei, and hurried towards Mo Yaxuan.

Mo Yaxuan is still in the same layout as before, there are no hidden guards around, it seems that Ximen Jingxuan has relaxed here, or is he trying to play hard to get?

Lin Xiner walked slowly around Mo Yaxuan, then entered the room, sat on a chair, thinking about various situations.

There is a painting tube on the desk in front of it, and a painting scroll is inserted in it. There is some dust on it, and it seems that it has not been touched for a long time.

Lin Xiner was bored, so she took out the scroll and opened it. The moment she saw the picture, Lin Xiner's eyes narrowed sharply, she stared at the painting motionlessly, and her breathing also weakened.

The painting presents a cave, the cave is very shallow, near the entrance of the cave is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who is seriously injured, the ground outside the cave is muddy, it looks like it has just rained, and there is a pile of straw beside the boy, There was still wet rain on it.

This is obviously the memory engraved in Lin Xiner's mind eight years ago. The only difference is that the boy in the painting has a clear face. At first glance, he looks like Ximen Jingxuan, with the immatureness of his youth.

That pile of straw was what she ran into the field, untied from the scarecrow, and carried it back into the cave bit by bit. According to the situation in the painting, she should have gone to hold the straw again, or Ximen Jingxuan didn’t know her. The appearance of her, so she was not drawn.

Lin Xiner's hand holding the painting was shaking. Such a painting is not perfect. If she wants to keep the events of the past in the painting, then she must be included.

Lin Xiner spread the painting on the table, re-sharpened the inkstone that had been left unused for a long time at the corner of the table, took out the brush from the pen container, and began to fill in the painting.

In a moment, the figure of a little girl with two buns in her arms appeared vividly on the paper, walking in the muddy water with difficulty with a straw in her arms, her shoes and clothes were covered with a lot of mud.

Lin Xiner recalled her appearance when she was a child, wondering how similar the girl in the painting was to her?

But now it seems that the painting is finished.

After staring at it for a moment, Lin Xiner carefully rolled up the painting and put it in the painting tube.

She knew that Ximen Jingxuan lived in the study room on weekdays, and seldom lived in Mo Yaxuan. It seemed that no one had lived in this house for a long time. Because of the special nature of Mo Yaxuan, even if someone came to clean it occasionally, she would not dare to touch Ximen casually. Jingxuan's stuff.

Therefore, the tables, chairs and beds here are all clean and tidy, but Ximen Jingxuan's paintings and calligraphy are covered with a layer of dust.

From this point of view, it is not known when this painting will be seen again.

What is the purpose of her repainting?Are there still high expectations?

Lin Xiner smiled wryly at herself and shook her head.

Master said that when a person's emotions control his will, it becomes his greatest weakness. No matter how strong a person is, he will become vulnerable.

So, has she become vulnerable now, reduced to Ximen Jingxuan's emotional puppet?

In Jinyang Palace, Ximen Jinglie sat on the dragon chair with a sullen face.

Jiang Ziyin and Ximenche had already arrived first, sitting on the side, Ximen Yin sat opposite them, breathing in the morning air-conditioning, and being moved by the death of Imperial Physician Chen, he coughed unceasingly, and his face was pale. Like winter snow, it makes people feel cold.

"How? Can you stay?" Ximen Jinglie looked at Ximen Yin, sometimes he thought, he should really give Ximenhen's body to him, then he must also be a pillar of the court, or...

Ximen Jinglie glanced at Ximenche on the other side, but didn't think about it any further.

"It's okay, Father." Ximen Yin took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth, "I also want to hear everyone's opinions on the matter of Imperial Physician Chen. Imperial Physician Chen has been with Erchen for so many years, and he has devoted himself to it, but in the end Because Erchen died unexpectedly, cough cough..."

Just as he was talking, Ximen Jingxuan came.

After entering Jinyang Palace, Ximen Jingxuan looked around for a week, took in all the people present, walked up to Ximen Jinglie, cupped his hands and said, "Your brother, see the emperor."

"Jingxuan, this matter is not trivial. Although it was an imperial doctor who died, it was obviously aimed at Yin'er, which is equivalent to indirectly murdering the prince. I will leave this matter to you to investigate and deal with. You must find the murderer." Ximen Jing Lie said, in his opinion, only Ximen Jingxuan is the most reliable in the royal family. Although the prince Ximenche should also take on important responsibilities, he is not at ease. Opportunity.

"Hold on, Your Majesty, I have something to say."

Before Ximen Jingxuan received the order, Gu Qingcheng walked into Jinyang Palace and said loudly.

"Master Gu, aren't the officials waiting in the Zhaohe Hall?" Ximen Jinglie asked.

Because the death of Imperial Physician Chen involved Ximen Yin who didn't care about court affairs, Ximen Jinglie first summoned Ximen Yin to Jinyang Palace, which is closer to Cuizhu Pavilion. After hearing the news, Jiang Ziyin and Ximenche happened to come, so they postponed. It was the time of the early court in the Hall of Showa.

I didn't want Gu Qingcheng to dare to break into Jinyang Palace.

"My minister sees the emperor."

Entering the hall, Gu Qingcheng saluted Ximen Jinglie, and then said, "Back to the emperor, all the officials are indeed waiting in the Zhaohe Hall, but the humble minister heard the news that Chen Taiyi was killed, so he boldly broke into Jinyang Palace, please the emperor Forgive me, it’s just because I have something to say, if it’s too late, the imperial decree will issue, I’m afraid the emperor will be overwhelmed.”

"What do you want to say?" Ximen Jinglie leaned on the dragon chair, staring at Gu Qingcheng with piercing eyes.

He knew very well what this young Shangshu Dali could do.

When Gu Qingcheng was a servant, at the age of 22, the imperial envoy went to the south of the Yangtze River on behalf of the imperial court to urge the local governor to provide relief for the floods. He not only managed to curb bandits who took the opportunity to rob and cause chaos, but also arranged the daily life of the victims in an orderly manner. Caused post-disaster cholera and restlessness and other things that were not conducive to the overall situation of the court, and also made the affected people unanimously thank the court whose foundation was not yet stable, which can be said to have made great contributions.

The command is determined and the management is good, which is fully reflected in this young man. In addition to his profound knowledge and his own opinions, he has shown the potential to be a pillar of the dynasty. Two years later, based on his repeated achievements, he made a To impress the old ministers, Ximen Jinglie, after seeking Ximen Jingxuan's opinion, promoted him to succeed Chen Rufeng as the Minister of Shangshu, and became the youngest important minister of the Qingyuan Dynasty to enter the Zhaohe Palace to discuss affairs. King Xuan is three years younger.

At this time, following Ximen Jinglie's questioning, everyone present was very curious about what this handsome man in red wanted to say when he broke into Jinyang Palace without being summoned?