Lucky Star of Space on Farmlands

"The dungeon is so dark and damp, and Sui Zilin has always been pampered. How could he bear to stay in the dungeon for so many days and suffer all kinds of torture? It is normal to get 'consumption'.

"Go and do it." Ya Molian ordered quietly.

"yes."

Ban Wu responded and went out.

"One has been taken care of, and the other..."

Lin Caisang looked at Yamolian. Concubine Lian and Prince Jin couldn't let them feel how talented they were. They could trick people around and should be beaten.

"What are you going to do about it?"

"Someone will deal with them." Ya Molian said.

"You mean the queen?" Lin Caisang raised an eyebrow.

If Sui Zi was suffering from an incurable disease, as the empress, how could she let go if her only son was harmed like this by Concubine Lian and Sui Zi Jin?

From then on, Weiguo's harem became troubled.

"Forget it, let them solve it by themselves. We will forget about it then and wrap it up in the end."

She stood up from the chair and looked out the door.

"You can arrange the matters here. It's time for me to go to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. After all, I was the one who messed up the Su Ri incident. I have to give an explanation."

"Are you leaving now?"

Ya Molian also stood up and asked.

"I have to go home today."

Lin Caisang looked at him innocently, knowing that he wanted to keep her.

But her patriarch, Brother Feng, had been covering for her before. But this time, she didn't let Lin Changfeng worry about her anymore. She could only come over and go back the same day.

"I'll take you to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion." Ya Molian said.

"Um?"

Lin Caisang raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

By sending her there, it would be clear to everyone that she, Lin Caisang, was standing at the end of Prince Mo's Mansion?

is this okay?

"Okay, let's go there together."

She nodded, feeling that there was nothing wrong with this. No one else could control which end she wanted to stand on.

…

Outside the Imperial Master's Mansion, the carriage stopped.

Ya Molian jumped off the carriage first, then reached out to the carriage and carefully helped Lin Caisang, who was wearing a mask, out of the carriage.

"Go aside and wait."

He gave instructions to Ban Jue, who was working as a temporary coachman.

"Yes, Master."

Ban Jue responded and drove the carriage aside.

As soon as the guards guarding the gate outside the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion saw Ya Molian and Lin Caisang, some of them rushed in to report. Before the Imperial Preceptor could come out solemnly to welcome them, another guard guarding the gate greeted Ya Molian and the two. Got in.

"Isn't this bad? Don't you need to go in and report it?" Lin Caisang asked the guard as he followed Ya Molian inside.

"Girl, it was the Imperial Master's order. As long as the girl comes over, there is no need to report." The guard turned back and glanced at her, then at Ya Molian, and said.

However, the Imperial Master probably did not expect that King Mo would come with Lin Caisang.

"That's it." Lin Caisang nodded.

It has been more than a month, and the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion is no longer white, but it is still very quiet. After all, Su Baifa only had such a son, how could he recover from his sorrow all at once?

"Where is the Imperial Master now?" she asked.

"National Master..."

"Go away, go away, I want to go home, I don't want to stay here."

Just as the guards were about to reply, they saw a seven or eight-year-old boy rushing towards them while yelling.

Behind him, several servants kept chasing him, shouting at the young master to stop running away.