When the young man saw her movements, he hurriedly stepped forward to push her away.

Lin Mo's eyes were cold, he grabbed his hand, twisted his arm and turned him around, tore off Li Wenqing's belt on the side, and quickly tied a knot on the young man's wrist.

"What are you going to do? Everyone, look at ......"

"Smack~" Before the young man could speak, Lin Mo raised his hand and gave him a slap, and smiled coldly: "You said that your mother had a problem with taking medicine, right?" ”

"General Lin......"

"Slap~" was another slap, and he was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that he was honest, Lin Mo said to Li Wenqing on the side: "Find something to plug his mouth." ”

Seeing this, Zhang Ya hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the young man in his hand, and handed the rag at the front desk to Li Wenqing.

The gagged young man was caught in Zhang Ya's hands, unable to move, unable to speak, staring at Lin Mo and struggling.

Now that no one bothered, Lin Mo leaned over to check the woman's pupils and various vital signs, and then took out the silver needle on his waist and pricked a needle array on the middle-aged woman's head and chest.

After a moment, the woman suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, opened her eyes suddenly, and muttered blankly, "Is the matter over?" It's suffocating me. ”

As soon as the woman awoke, the young man closed his eyes in embarrassment, and the crowd exclaimed in amazement, and then began to whisper again.

"Oh?" Lin Mo chuckled lightly and looked at the woman's cold eyes: "What's the matter?" Is it framing the Hanging Pot Hall? Who instructed you to do this? ”

The woman came to her senses, but she was still a little confused.

She looked at the young man who was being grabbed on the side, then looked at Lin Mo, and then turned her head to look at the people at the door, before she realized that things were not like that.

As soon as she closed her eyes and lay down again, her fascination made everyone burst into laughter, and the young man couldn't bear to look at it.

Lin Mo chuckled, pinched the woman's chin, and said coldly: "Tell the person who instructed you, and I will let you go, otherwise, I will send you to the official." ”

The woman sat up with her jaw clamped, and the hand on her jaw was like steel and iron bones, and she felt like her bones were about to crack when she pinched it.

Although it hurt terribly, she remained silent.

Seeing this, Lin Mo coldly hooked the corners of his lips: "Do you think that your master will go to the official mansion to catch you, you are too naïve, she wishes that you would die now, so that she can get rid of it." ”

"Woo woo......" The young man on the side struggled, Lin Mo let go of the woman's chin, got up and walked to the young man, and pulled out the rag in his mouth: "You have such a clumsy trick, you want to frame the Hanging Pot Hall." ”

The young man was about to smack Lin Mo, his mouth was blocked by Lin Mo's rag again, Lin Mo shrugged his shoulders at the crowd watching the excitement: "Everyone saw it, I asked him to take the prescription but he couldn't take it out, he said that his mother died, but I will live this person, and, where do you see them like mother and son, is there a mother who is not anxious when she sees her son being tied up?" ”

Everyone whispered, and Lin Mo, who had excellent ear power, listened to it in their ears, and they were already biased towards being framed in the Hanging Pot Hall.

Lin Mo raised his hand to this kind of person, and said: "Obviously, someone wants to frame me in the Hanging Pot Hall, my Hanging Pot Hall Doctor Li is artistic, and there will be no mistakes, and I saw this woman just now, it is obviously poisoned, and it has nothing to do with taking medicine." ”

The woman opened her mouth to explain, but Lin Mo swept over with a cold eye, and the eyes were as sharp as a knife blade, which frightened the woman and immediately shut up.

"Zhang Ya, Wen Qing, twist the two to the official mansion." Lin Mo said coldly and looked at the crowd around: "After watching the excitement, it's all gone." ”

Zhang Ya Wenqing dragged the two out of the hanging pot hall, and everyone at the door dispersed.

Lin Mo shouted outside: "Two, are you still there?" ”

She didn't have much hope, but as soon as she finished speaking, two men dressed as civilians walked in, and these two were the people sent by Feng Yichen to protect her.

Seeing the two of them dressed up, Lin Mo couldn't help but smile and said, "You guys are dressed well, I have something I want to trouble the two of you." ”

The two didn't speak, and Lin Mo continued: "Go to the mansion and see if anyone will save those two." ”

The two of them still didn't speak, just nodded, turned and walked out of the lobby.

Lin Mo saw that one of them turned around and went to the stall next to him, pretending to be a hawker, while the other went in the direction of the mansion.

Lin Mo couldn't guess who wanted to frame the Hanging Pot Hall, if she hadn't seen through it today, it was estimated that the Hanging Pot Hall would not have been able to open.

Just now, the young man mentioned the General's Mansion, which shows that the other party knows her true identity.

It's just that the tricks of this framing are too clumsy, maybe it's not that the tricks are clumsy, but that these two actors are too stupid.

After a while, it was already dark. The market is brightly lit and still bustling.

A burst of wonton aroma wafted in, Lin Mo's stomach suddenly screamed, and she suddenly remembered that she hadn't eaten at noon. I turned around and went out to ask the boss for a bowl of ravioli, and sat at a small table by the street and waited.

The streets were bustling with people, and one of them came across from her.

Lin Mo had already heard the sound of a wheelchair sticking to the ground, and deliberately didn't look up, until the voice of the breeze and the moon came from the opposite side: "This king is late, I thought that Momo had already gone back so late." ”

"Wontons are coming~" The boss put the wontons in front of Lin Mo, and the aroma came to his nose.

The wontons were a little hot, Lin Mo suddenly remembered the folding fan on his waist, picked up the fan, looked at Feng Yichen and said, "It's okay, the prince is busy with things if he has something, and he doesn't have to come to the hanging pot hall every day to report." ”

Feng Yichen's eyes stared at the folding fan from the moment she took it out.

Seeing his eyes, Lin Mo raised his eyebrows at him: "What?" Is the prince interested in this fan? ”

Hearing this, Feng Yichen returned to his senses: "No, it's just that this fan looks familiar, according to rumors, this fan bone is made of cold jade, and there are only two handles in the world." One of them was in the hands of his father, and the other was in the hands of his father, and he didn't find it for a long time, but he didn't expect to see it in Momo's hands. ”

Lin Mo didn't expect that the other handle was actually with the emperor, and he was still looking for this handle, so it seemed that she had to put it away and not let the old emperor find out.

Watching her put away the folding fan and hide it around her waist, Feng Yichen couldn't help but feel funny: "Don't worry, this king won't ask Momo for a gift to his father." ”

Lin Mo was noncommittal to his words, and blew on the still somewhat hot wontons and put them in his mouth.

At this time, I was hungry, and whatever I ate tasted unusually good.

After a while, a bowl of wontons was finished, and I felt much more comfortable.

She took out a few copper plates and put them on the table, got up and smiled at this Feng Yichen: "Let's go, I just want to go back to the house, do you want to go together." ”

"Hmm." Feng Yichen nodded.

Lin Mo detoured behind him, and Feng Mian gave her a place very interestingly.

When Lin Mo pushed Feng Yichen to the door of the Hanging Pot Hall, he saw that Li Wenqing and Zhang Ya had returned, and stood at the door and said to the two of them to go back, so he pushed Feng Yichen and left.