Chapter 97: The Decline of the Aristocrats
At present, if you don't appreciate the beauty, you will be ruined.
Huang Zhiyuan rubbed his temples and said, "These people are always doing things in secret, and I don't know who sent them. ”
But he said lightly: "In the palace." ”
Huang Zhiyuan was taken aback and said, "I also guessed that it was in the palace, but I don't know who it is?" ”
There are many people in the palace who want to harm him, except for the queen mother, everyone else regards him as a thorn in their side, even the emperor is not optimistic about him.
The sword raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "I'm investigating, but I can be sure that they are from the palace." ”
Huang Zhiyuan looked at Lin Qinghe beside him and said, "He'er, what do you think?" ”
Lin Qinghe's pear nest appeared and said, "No." ”
He looked at Lin Qinghe again and asked, "You are Lin Zhenyun's daughter?" ”
"Not bad."
"Lin Zhenyun is not a good thing."
Lin Qinghe was stunned for a moment, although she didn't like Lin Zhenyun, and Lin Zhenyun was indeed not a good thing, but it was really surprising that these words came out of her mouth.
To say lightly, it should be a character standing above the clouds, looking at all the mortal things with cold eyes, but for some reason he is so disgusted with Lin Zhenyun.
However, Lin Qinghe just chuckled and said, "He is my father, and I naturally know him better than others." ”
The light words were just a faint smile, and he didn't explain much.
Huang Zhiyuan said: "I hope these people can retreat in the face of difficulties and stop blocking us from returning to the dynasty on the way." ”
"The teacher will escort you back to Beijing."
"With Master by your side, any difficulties will not be difficulties."
Huang Zhiyuan said, his eyes fell lightly on Lin Qinghe's body, he knew that Lin Qinghe had always been cold and didn't talk much, so he said: "Master, this operation, fortunately, thanks to He'er's help, if it weren't for He'er by my side, I wouldn't have been able to complete it so easily." ”
It only takes less than a day to completely take down the Black Wind Village.
Lin Qinghe said: "It's just a little bit of a small effort. ”
"Where is the small strength, it is obviously infinite grace."
Lightly, his eyes fell on Lin Qinghe's body, such a cold and noble daughter, who was so kind of Lan Xin, could help Huang Zhiyuan solve such a big problem.
"He'er, have you ever been to your grandmother's house since your mother passed away?"
Lin Qinghe couldn't help but be stunned again, the reckless master in front of him seemed to know her very well, who was he?
So, he said lightly: "No." ”
She never remembered what her grandmother's house was like, and no one loved her since her mother's death.
Except for Xiao Cui.
He gently moved his gaze away and said, "If you have a chance, you can still go over and have a look." ”
"Perhaps."
She only knew that Tingyun's maiden family was once a small nobleman, but now it has long since withered and declined.
In fact, these are not important, the important thing is that in these years, the people over there have never looked for her in the future, as if she had died with her mother, and she no longer had anything to do with their family.
got up lightly and went to rest next door, Huang Zhiyuan was inconvenient to sleep with her again, Lin Qinghe lay on the bed alone, for some reason, but it was difficult to fall asleep for a long time, his heart was surging, and he was completely sleepy.
In the early morning of the next day, Huang Zhiyuan had already gotten up and woke her up, Lin Qinghe washed up, retraced the butterflies on the birthmark, tidied up his hair a little, changed into clean clothes, and came down from upstairs.
Sitting there drinking lightly, I saw Lin Qinghe like a red cloud, delicate and cold, which made people's eyes shine.
"Uncle Excuse me."
Lin Qinghe shouted, sat down beside him, asked for a bowl of porridge, and ate a few bites of pickles, but did not find it difficult to swallow.
He glanced at her lightly and said, "I didn't expect that Miss Qianjin could also eat such pickled vegetable porridge." ”