Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

Lin Qingluo had no choice but to take out a bottle of spiritual spring water from the storage ring, held it in his palm, warmed it with spiritual power, and handed it to Su Ziqin.

"Um."

Su Ziqin took the white jade vial with sobs, still crying.

"Hi."

Lin Qingluo sighed softly, turned and left sadly.

*

When Su Hu heard the news, he didn't pause for a moment, and rushed over from the guest room in the front yard with a few children.

Witnessing his wife waking up with his own eyes, his heart, which had been hanging all night, finally settled down.

The whole family gathered around the bed to greet each other, and the four young children were very well-behaved and sensible. They helped their elder brothers and sisters serve tea and water, and waited on their mother to wash and eat.

"Master, something is wrong."

Thinking about watching a good show, the little kingfisher flew out of Zhen Guogong's mansion early in the morning, circled around the capital city, and soon came back with news.

"What's the matter?"

Lin Qingluo raised her eyebrows lightly, a little impatiently.

Hearing the bad news early in the morning, did not allow her to take a comfortable breath.

"The guard battalion has entered the city, at least tens of thousands of people."

The little kingfisher observed very carefully: "They blocked the street and did not allow pedestrians to go to the street. All the stalls in the morning market were driven away."

Lin Qingluo frowned slightly: "Today is the conferment ceremony of the Empress Dowager, and the streets are blocked to facilitate the convoys traveling for the ceremony."

"Soldiers are surrounded in front of the gate of the imperial court department, and no one is allowed to enter or leave at will."

Little Kingfisher's accurate informant followed up in real time.

"What is the prime minister's intention?"

Lin Qingluo couldn't figure it out: "Why do you want to block the imperial court department in the grand conferment ceremony of the princess?"

"Master, I'm going to take a tour of the palace."

The little kingfisher eagerly wanted to know the answer: "Look at what's going on in the palace."

"Okay, let's go."

Lin Qingluo readily agreed: "Contact in time if there is anything to do."

"Good."

Like a ray of light, the little kingfisher flew over half of the city of Kyoto, and in an instant, it came to the sky above the imperial palace.

*

Qinxue Pavilion.

"Father!"

Lin Yixuan woke up from the dream, wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, jumped off the bed, ran out of the house, and ran towards the Nuan Pavilion where the nobleman slept.

"Ah woo."

Leopard Fang was so startled that his hairs started to stand up, he raised his front paw, and patted the frightened little heart, hesitating whether to chase after him or not.

After a while, it turned its eyeballs, slipped out through the crack of the door, and sneaked into the Nuan Pavilion along the path in front of the flower garden.

"Emperor?"

Your lord was startled when he saw Huang'er with a pale face, and subconsciously wanted to cover his mouth.

"Father, go with the emperor, and leave immediately."

Lin Yixuan spoke before his father, and pulled his sleeves hard, pulling him out.

"where to?"

Your lord picked up a cloak from the cradle and followed him out the door.

"Hide it, the more hidden the better."

Lin Yixuan was disturbed, and tears glistened on his eyelids.

"Emperor, come with father."

The gentleman's eyes dimmed, and he wrapped the emperor's son's small body in a single shirt with a cloak, shivering in the cold wind, and pulled him towards a rockery in the garden.

There is a secret passage in the rockery, he opened the organ, pushed open the stone door, and dragged Huang'er into it.

The moment the stone door was closed, the candles hanging on both sides of the secret passage lit up one by one, illuminating the dark underground passage.

"Father, where does this secret passage lead to?"

Lin Yixuan entered the secret passage, still feeling uneasy, hesitating and not daring to move forward.

"There are two forks in front, and one leads to the library."

Your lord did not hide it: "Another way is to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

"No, we don't want to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Lin Yixuan was startled when he heard the Palace of Mental Cultivation, and subconsciously grasped your gentleman's hand.

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