For Li Nian and Concubine Yi's unconditional trust, there was not much joy on their carefree faces.

She remembered that in the past, when her biological mother was still alive, she never imagined that there would be such a day.

But everything is involuntarily, worry-free may have just been born, and her identity has brought her no choice.

It was only after sending the two of them out of the gate of their palace and returning to the room without worry that they let out a long sigh.

The contact information left by Xiaocha has now become the best solution.

Carefree didn't say anything, held the candlelight, and sat down at the table.

It's not Xiao Cha, but Mr. Ling received a letter from Wu Wu, after Xiao Cha woke up, the wound in her abdomen naturally brought her a full sense of pain, but unlike the previous time, this time Xiao Cha, the expression on her face looked very calm.

She seems to have been able to completely cut off the friendship with Cheng Rang after she stabbed herself.

At this moment, the cautious appearance of others is a little indifferent to Xiaocha.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Cha was even able to ask with a smile at the moment.

Others don't know whether Xiaocha's mood is good or bad now, and some dare not test it.

"I'm fine." Xiaocha said in a serious tone, and at the same time, the whole person also said to them:

"You don't have to make such a fuss."

It seems that with Xiaocha's words, the hearts of others are slightly relaxed, and there is no need to worry so much.

Xiaocha looked at their eyes and asked them:

"But what's going on?"

The past few days have naturally been calm for Pulau City, and nothing has happened, but Mr. Ling stepped forward and handed a letter to Xiaocha:

"Master, this is a letter from Princess Sanssouci."

Worry-free should be for himself at the moment, there is no sorrow, and it must be another thing to let worry-free write a letter.

"Concubine Yi is really a beloved son." Xiaocha finished reading the letter and said with emotion.

It turned out to be about the sixth prince Ren Chenlin.

"The emperor did not abolish the crown prince, which is really unexpected for us." Mr. Ling nodded and said in line with Xiaocha's words.

Originally, according to the estimation of Pulau City, Ren Tingyou should have been abolished by the emperor from the beginning of his return to Beijing, but the emperor's attitude was hesitant, and even made several turns in a row, and finally stumbled to this day, it seems that it is unlikely to be abolished.

So as soon as the emperor died, Ren Tingyou had every reason to ascend the throne smoothly, and it was no wonder that Concubine Yi was so anxious.

"So are we going to do something?" Mr. Ling asked.

It all depends on Xiao Cha, if Xiao Cha is unwilling to continue to help Concubine Yi, this is just a matter of blame, and Mr. Ling naturally understands what to do.

At the same time, whether Xiaocha will continue to help Ren Tingyou is also a question.

"What's going on over there in the Prince's Mansion?" Xiaocha asked about another topic.

"You're in control." Mr. Ling nodded, giving Xiaocha a reassuring look.

Yuanqiu does things, and Xiaochaben is also at ease.

"The prince doesn't trust me, we can't be sorry for the prince." Xiaocha's words are intriguing, revealing a profound meaning, if it is someone else, I am afraid that I really think that this is just a simple superficial meaning, but Mr. Ling understands what Xiaocha is going to do next.

"The lord of the city is very similar to his mother." Mr. Ling looked at Xiao Cha's eyes, at this time he was more like an elder, as if he was full of love.

Xiao Cha touched his face, this was the first time he heard Mr. Ling mention this topic in public, and Xiao Cha also replied to his words:

"Yes."

Cheng Ji didn't expect that Mr. Ling would know Xiao Cha's life experience, so why did Xiao Cha have been pursuing it for so long, he didn't understand.

I thought that it stands to reason that Xiaocha should be a little dissatisfied with Mr. Ling's knowledge of this matter, but I always feel that there is something between them that he and others do not understand, and it is even more difficult to intervene.

Chengji shook his head, very incomprehensible.

But since Xiaocha has decided to do this, Cheng Ji still has to take the initiative to help.

"So master, what do we do next?"

Mr. Ling has always been a military advisor in the role of a counselor, and most of the real actions are just Cheng Ji.

"There's no hurry."

Xiaocha looked like she was about to turn over and get out of bed, which quickly made the people around her worry, and even Mr. Ling stepped forward to stop him at this moment.

"I'm fine." Xiaocha had such a pale face, and the words she said were really not lethal.

Everyone's eyes were still staring at Xiao Cha like this, and everyone didn't dare to object to what she said, but they could use their own actions to protest silently.

Xiaocha looked at the appearance of others, and knew that they were for their own good, so she had to retract back on the bed at this moment and say to others:

"Then I'll write in bed, okay."

"It's only half a pillar of incense." Mr. Ling added at this time.

The wound under Xiao Cha's eyes should be lying down and recuperating, even if he writes a letter on the bed, it still opposes the wound a little.

Xiao Cha raised his head and looked at the others and nodded again and again, as if they were supporting what Mr. Ling said, Xiao Cha knew that they were for their own good, and they did not plan to use their identity as the city lord to suppress them.

After all, my own body is more or less understood by myself.

Xiaocha had no choice but to nod resignedly:

"It's half a pillar of incense, definitely not much."

Chengji then took the things to the bed.

Xiao Cha's movements were clean and neat, and he didn't seem to be burdened by the wound, but Mr. Ling looked at the corners of Xiao Cha's mouth that gradually pursed up, and he still knew in his heart that Xiao Cha's wound at the moment must be a little painful again.

Watching Xiao Cha finish writing the letter, the time for half a pillar of incense was just right.

Cheng Ji took the things on the bed again, and after the ink was dry, he carefully put the letter into his arms and said to Xiaocha:

"Master, give me this letter, you can rest assured." Even if Xiaocha is not at ease, she has no other choice at the moment, she pretended to be disgusted and waved her hand, and Xiaocha lay down very consciously:

"I'm going to rest."

Mr. Ling took the others down and walked out of the courtyard, and Cheng Ji put away the hippie smile on his face.

This time, he looked at Mr. Ling with a straight face:

"Mr. Ling, about the master's life experience?"

Cheng Ji was really a little curious, and he was a little uneasy in his heart.

He who had just made up his mind in the center of the room would definitely not inquire too much, but now, he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and at the same time, he wanted to share his worries for Xiaocha, so he asked Mr. Ling.

Mr. Ling just glanced at him.

I thought that Mr. Ling would not take the initiative to explain, Cheng Ji was ready to be rejected by Mr. Ling again, but he didn't expect that this time, Mr. Ling finally told Cheng Ji everything completely.

Even, regardless of what Xiaocha learned, there were some things that Mr. Ling thought he would never mention again in his life, but now, after all, he still made the secret that he had hidden in his heart for many years public again.

Cheng Ji listened, his eyes gradually widened.

The truth of the matter turned out to be so tortuous and bizarre, and at the same time, thinking of the current situation, for Cheng Ji, he felt that it was a bit confusing.

"Master, she..." After Mr. Ling finished speaking, Cheng Ji glanced back, his eyes were full of words, and he felt pity for Xiao Cha and Cheng Rang at the moment.

"It's just a matter of self-control." Mr. Ling's tone was different from Cheng Ji's full of sympathy, and what Mr. Ling cared about seemed to be not the present, but the past.

"Salute sir." Cheng Ji had also saluted Mr. Ling many times in the past, but this time, it didn't need any coercion, it really came from the heart.

Mr. Ling understood that Cheng Ji was a good boy, he could have helped Xiao Cha with things like before, and there was no need to think about the rest, but Cheng Ji took the initiative to take these things on his head.

Mr. Ling hopes that Cheng Ji can still have that pure heart.

"There are some things that should not be mentioned again in the past, and the people now are no longer the people of yesterday."

Mr. Ling is telling Cheng Ji that there are some things that Xiao Cha can't see, but Cheng Ji can be a bystander and understand all this clearly, and at the same time, he doesn't have to empathize like Xiao Cha.

Cheng Ji understood what Mr. Ling meant, and knew it immediately.

"Please rest assured, sir."

With Cheng Ji's affirmation, Mr. Ling let Cheng Ji go to deliver the letter.

I didn't expect Xiaocha's reply to come so quickly, and Wuwu opened the letter in front of Cheng Ji at this moment, but reading it, she seemed to have noticed something wrong.

"City Lord, what do you mean?" There was a faint unknown excitement in the carefree tone, and it was obvious that something was beyond her expectations.

"As you can see." Chengji shrugged his shoulders and replied directly.

"Thank you, City Lord!" Everything was much smoother than carefree expected, thinking that if there was no letter from me, Xiaocha would not ignore herself, it turned out that Xiaocha had already arranged everything properly, and even more, she had no intention of betraying them.

"The princess is in the palace, please relax." Chengji brought Xiaocha's words to worry-free.

"Naturally." Sansso-Wu replied with a smile.

"Then, the subordinates retired first." After Cheng Ji finished speaking to Wuwu, seeing that Wuwu really had nothing else to explain, he walked out of the palace neatly.

He went to another place.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince hasn't seen you for a long time." Ren Tingyou is seizing the time to recover his body at the moment, and at this moment, he doesn't even need Mo Qiu's support, Ren Tingyou can walk freely, but after a long time, it is still a little difficult, and even more, as for practicing martial arts, he still has to wait for a month.

But what the emperor said to Ren Tingyou today inspired Ren Tingyou a little.

Since the emperor gave him this opportunity, Ren Tingyou must firmly grasp it, and he must restore himself to the previous Ren Tingyou as soon as possible, so that he can really compete with Ren Chenlin.

Even if he doesn't take Ren Chenlin in his eyes at this moment.

At this moment, when he saw Cheng Ji rashly, he was a little startled.

Cheng Ji leaned against the tree with his fists and watched Ren Tingyou practice walking, and he didn't know how long he watched before he took the initiative to say so.

Mo Qiu and Ren Tingyou did not find Cheng Ji.

At this moment, Mo Qiu's reaction was very fast, blocking in front of Ren Tingyou, and looking at Cheng Ji with tigerish eyes.

"Don't be revenge." Ren Tingyou signaled him to retreat at this moment:

"He won't hurt me."

Although Ren Tingyou was very distrustful of Xiaocha, that is, Pulau City, he pretended to be so generous on his face, and even took the initiative to ask Cheng Ji why he appeared here at this moment.

Cheng Ji clapped his hands, and did not ask directly, but praised Ren Tingyou:

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has recovered much faster than expected."

After all, not many people know the news that Ren Tingyou was able to stand up, and Cheng Ji's rash remark would naturally lead people to guard against it.

"Don't get me wrong, though." Chengji explained:

"I'm here today for another thing."