"He doubted it too, didn't he? Otherwise, how could they come to pay attention to me secretly? Yi Yao said, it is impossible not to arouse suspicion with such two obvious faces, the young palace master is really bold.

"Xie Lu thanks you Yiyao, this time I was willful, Xie Lu thanked you for doing so well and dispelling his doubts, otherwise, I would put you in danger again." Lin Xin'er held Yi Yao's hand and said apologetically.

"You want to walk up to him as you really are, don't you?" Yi Yao asked, she had been staying in the Xuan Palace, and she didn't know what was going on in the Moon Tower, and she didn't expect the young palace master to enter the Xuan Palace.

The only thing she knew was that the young palace master was really in love with King Xuan......

"Yiyao, in fact, I am also a lover, did I disappoint you?" Lin Xin'er looked at Yi Yao with a little 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 gently, she saw a rare bitterness in Lin Xin'er'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 the bitter sea is followed by a sweet sea of flowers? Didn't she cut off the happiness of the young palace master?

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

"Yiyao, don't worry." Lin Xin'er could understand Yi Yao's hesitation at this time, it was for her before and after, "If the result is good, you will definitely bless me, if it is not good, I have tried it before, and I will not 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 very solemn, is it really worth gambling her life with these short days?

Lin Xin'er let go of Yi Yao's hand, it was easy to let go like this, but could she let go of Ximen Jingxuan in a chic manner?

Lin Xin'er chuckled indifferently, with a hint of mockery at the corners of her lips, she was not so chic in her work now.

"Take care of Yan'er, I'll go to Mo Yaxuan first, in the past few days in King Xuan's Mansion, I will live in Mo Yaxuan, it should be easier to do things." Lin Xin'er said.

"However, King Xuan will definitely make people stare at Mo Yaxuan." Yi Yao said, this is an obvious thing, just like the backyard at this time is also being watched tightly, she is trapped here and can't get out.

"I'll pay attention." Lin Xin'er didn't say anything more, and looked at Yan'er over there, "You can live here safely now, and I will do the rest alone, now you are the injured Lin Xin'er, the master and servant who were abandoned by King Xuan." ”

After leaving the hut, Lin Xin'er went to Mo Yaxuan, passing by Mrs. Zhiqi's courtyard, pausing slightly, and then speeding up.

"Ahh Princess, you ...... All right? ”

When Lin Xin'er met Mrs. Mei, Mrs. Mei was holding a hoe and was busy doing something in a flower garden, she should have felt the movement and turned around, and saw Lin Xin'er, to be precise, she saw her walking like a fly, and stood up in surprise.

"You've mistaken someone." Lin Xin'er glanced at Mrs. Mei, this Mrs. Mei is in good health, but she gives people a soft and weak appearance, tending to flowers and plants alone, as if she doesn't listen to foreign affairs, only when she saw her training snakes that night, she seemed a little energetic, but then the snake body was cut off by Ximen Jingxuan, and she was scared a lot.

Obviously, at this time, Mrs. Mei was stunned by Lin Xin'er again, looking at her face and then at her legs, her eyes full of doubts.

"I'm Mochizuki." Lin Xin'er said.

"Oh." Mrs. May hid her doubts and nodded blankly. She had also heard someone in the palace say that King Xuan allowed a girl from Wangyue Tower to live in Mo Yaxuan, and it turned out to be the person in front of her.

It's just that why does she look exactly the same as Princess Xuan?

Lin Xin'er didn't continue to pay attention to Mrs. Mei, and walked quickly towards Mo Yaxuan.

Mo Yaxuan is still the same as the outdated layout before, there are no secret guards around it, it seems that Ximen Jingxuan has relaxed here, or does he want to have a chance to indulge?

Lin Xin'er walked slowly around Mo Yaxuan, then entered the room, sat on a chair, and pondered various situations.

On the desk in front of me was a painting tube, in which was a painting scroll, covered with dust, and it seemed that no one had touched it for a long time.

Lin Xin'er was bored, so she took out the scroll and opened it, and the moment she saw the picture, Lin Xin'er's eyes condensed sharply, staring at the painting motionlessly, and her breathing weakened.

The painting shows a cave, the cave is very shallow, near the entrance of the cave is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, seriously injured, the ground outside the cave is muddy, it has just rained, and there is a pile of straw next to the boy, and there is still wet rainwater hanging on it.

This is obviously the memory engraved in Lin Xin'er's mind eight years ago, the only difference is that the young man in the painting has a clear face, and at first glance it looks like Ximen Jingxuan, with the immaturity of his youth.

The pile of straw was that she ran to the field, untied it from the scarecrow, and carried it back to the hole little by little, according to the situation in the painting, it should be that she went to hold the straw again, or Ximen Jingxuan didn't know what she looked like, so he didn't draw her figure.

Lin Xin'er's hand holding the painting was shaking, such a painting is imperfect, if you want to leave the things of the year in the painting, then she must be missing.

Lin Xin'er spread the painting on the table, re-sharpened the inkstone that had been useless for a long time on the corner of the table, took out the brush in the pen holder, and began to fill in the painting.

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

Lin Xin'er recalled her appearance when she was a child, and I wonder how much the girl in the painting resembles her?

But now it seems that the painting is finished.

After staring for a moment, Lin Xin'er carefully rolled up the painting and put it into the painting tube.

She knew that Ximen Jingxuan lived in the study on weekdays, and rarely lived in Mo Yaxuan, and no one had lived in this house for a long time, because of the special nature of Mo Yaxuan, even if someone occasionally came to clean it, she didn't dare to touch Ximen Jingxuan's things casually.

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

In this way, I don't know when this painting will be seen again.

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

Lin Xin'er shook her head with a self-deprecating wry smile.

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

So, has she become vulnerable now and has become an emotional puppet of Ximen Jingxuan?

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

Jiang Ziyin and Ximen Che had already arrived first, sitting on the side, and Ximen Yin was sitting opposite them, the cold air of the early morning was poured into his nose, and he was moved by the death of Imperial Doctor Chen, and he couldn't stop coughing, and his face was as pale as winter snow, which made people look cold.

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

Ximen Jinglie glanced at Ximen Che on the other side and didn't think about it anymore.

"It's okay, father." Ximenyin took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, "Erchen also wants to hear everyone's opinions on the matter of Imperial Doctor Chen. Imperial Physician Chen has been with Erchen for so many years, and he has done his best, but because Erchen died, cough cough ......"

As he was talking, Ximen Jingxuan came.

After entering Jinyang Palace, Ximen Jingxuan looked around, took all the people present into his eyes, walked in front of Ximen Jinglie, and arched his hand, "Brother see the emperor." ”

"Jing Xuan, this matter is not trivial, although it is an imperial doctor who died, but it is obviously aimed at Yin'er, which is equivalent to an indirect murder of the prince, I will leave this matter to you to investigate, and you must find out the murderer." Ximen Jinglie said, in his opinion, only Ximen Jingxuan is the most reliable in the royal family, although the prince Ximen Che should also take on the important responsibility, but he is always not at ease, after all, this matter is related to Ximen Yin's life, and it cannot be casually regarded as an opportunity to experience Ximen Che.

"The emperor is slow, Weichen has something to say."

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

"Lord Gu, aren't the ministers waiting in the Showa Palace?" Ximen Jinglie asked.

Because Imperial Physician Chen's death involved Ximen Yin, who did not ask about the court, Ximen Jinglie first summoned Ximen Yin to Jinyang Palace, which was closer to Cuizhu Pavilion, and then it happened that Jiang Ziyin and Ximen Che rushed to hear the news, so they postponed the early dynasty in the Showa Palace.

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

"Weichen see the emperor."

Walking into the palace, Gu Qingcheng saluted Jinglie at the west gate, and then said, "Back to the emperor, the ministers are indeed waiting in the Showa Palace, but Weichen heard the news of the murder of Imperial Doctor Chen, so he dared to break into Jinyang Palace and ask the emperor for forgiveness, just because Weichen has something to say. ”

"What do you want to say?" Ximen Jinglie leaned on the dragon chair and stared at Gu Qingcheng with blazing eyes.

He knew what this young scholar could do.

At the age of twenty-two, Ren Qincha went to Jiangnan on behalf of the imperial court to urge the local government to relieve the flood, not only managed to curb the thieves who took the opportunity to rob and make trouble, but also arranged the living conditions of the victims in an orderly manner, and did not cause cholera restlessness and other things that were not conducive to the overall situation of the imperial court, and also made the affected people to thank the imperial court whose foundation was not yet stable, which can be said to have made great contributions.

If the command is determined, the governance is well-organized, from the young man's body is well reflected, coupled with profound knowledge, has his own opinions, showing the potential as a pillar of a dynasty, two years later, based on his repeated achievements, so that a group of old ministers were impressed, Ximen Jinglie after seeking the advice of Ximen Jingxuan, promoted him to succeed Chen Rufeng Shangshu Lord, became the youngest Qingyuan Dynasty to enter the Showa Hall of deliberations, than the master of half of the world's military horses, the power of the government and the opposition King Xuan is three years younger.

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