"Whoever comes from this kind of leisure to paint such a picture will not be ...... Side concubine, right? ”

Lin Ziyu, who was waiting to watch the show, was stunned and glared at Lin Mumu secretly. "My sister laughed, how could my sister draw such a shameful picture!"

"Huh? Shame...... Well, it's a little, but I think the person in the portrait looks like His Highness...... The pleasure of a boudoir like this, don't take it out, the concubine has heard of it before, saying that a pregnant woman can give birth to a child like her husband by looking at her husband's portrait, Aunt Liu, you have to let His Royal Highness keep this painting for you, just take a look at it if it's okay, you are good for the child in the womb. ”

Aunt Liu's eyelids jumped suddenly, if she hadn't heard this painting with her own ears that Lin Mumu had asked her to paint it, seeing that she was talking like she was talking now, she would have believed it!

"Lin Mumu, are you taking this hall for a fool?"

"Sister, Aunt Liu said that you threatened her to draw this painting, and my sister won't forget it so soon." Lin Ziyu opened his mouth.

Lin Mumu picked up a chair and sat down, looking at Lin Ziyu with a smile. "Concubine Lin, wronged people don't bring you like this, you said that I asked her to paint it, and she was going to paint it?"

"Aunt Liu said it herself!"

"Aunt Liu, I know that you are doing this for Your Highness, although the method is ...... There is that bit inappropriate, but your heart is good, this is originally a good thing, how can you push the matter on the head of the concubine because you are afraid, you are now a pregnant woman, your mood can't fluctuate too much, be careful of hurting the child in your belly, you just admit your mistake to Your Highness, Your Highness will not blame you for the sake of the child in your belly. Lin Mumu persuaded bitterly.

Aunt Liu almost fell on her back in anger, who said that Lin Mumu was soft and allowed others to pinch the dough Lantern Festival! This is clearly a black sesame paste that is black and juicy inside and out!

Now she understands Lin Mumu's cleverness, Lin Mumu is just whispering to her about this, no one except them knows about it, even if she says that Lin Mumu asked her to draw it, she can't show evidence, she is afraid that she will move the fetus if she is so entangled, rather than this, it is better to sell Lin Mumu a favor, compared to Lin Ziyu becoming the third princess, she would rather be Lin Mumu sitting in that position.

After Aunt Liu figured it out, she looked at Zhao Hanjun with red eyes. "Your Royal Highness forgives your sins, this painting is indeed painted by the concubine without authorization, because she was afraid to push it on the imperial concubine, Your Highness, as the imperial concubine said, the concubine also listened to the rumors that if you look at the portrait of the child's father during pregnancy, you can give birth to a child as powerful as the child's father, and the concubine, the concubine is also ...... I was confused for a while, and I ask Your Highness to forgive your sins......"

If there is a child, this painting is not so unbearable.

It's just that this explanation didn't make Zhao Hanjun's face better. "You said that you painted this painting yourself, didn't Lin Mumu instruct you to do it?" It's not because Lin Mumu is crazy about him that he did such a shameless thing!?

"Yes, Your Highness, it was the concubine herself who painted the ......"

Zhao Hanjun pulled the corners of his lips, and glanced at Lin Mumu, who was sitting on the chair and had begun to eat pastries silently.

Aunt Liu has been by his side for the longest time, what kind of character she is, and how bold she is, he knows better than anyone else, even if this painting is not meant to be painted to Lin Mumu, this matter was only done by Lin Mumu at the instigation of Aunt Liu!

This woman has really done everything for him!

Lin Mumu, who was eating pastries, suddenly choked, and Qiaoqiao on the side hurriedly handed her a cup of tea when she saw this.

If she knew Zhao Hanjun's thoughts, it was estimated that she would be so frightened that she would have choked her directly in the trachea!

Lin Ziyu's brows furrowed, even if Lin Mumu was not stirred in, it would be good to be able to pull down an Aunt Liu!

"What kind of joke is Aunt Liu talking about, this concubine has never heard of anything, she looks at the portrait and wants to give birth to whatever she wants, it's really ridiculous."

"What does the side concubine mean...... Don't want Aunt Liu to give birth to a heroic, handsome and dashing child like His Royal Highness? Lin Mumu said coolly.

"I, my sister naturally didn't mean that!"

"Okay, this matter is over, you take Aunt Liu back, she is not allowed to leave Xiangyangju for half a step without the order of the main hall, and no one is allowed to visit."

Grounding people is also a kind of protection for Aunt Liu from the side.

"Since there is nothing to do with the concubine, the concubine will retire."

"Lin Mumu, this time the palace will let you go, if you dare to make trouble in the mansion again, the palace will never spare it!" Zhao Hanjun glared at Lin Mumu coldly.

Lin Mumu walked to the door for a moment, hooked her lips and smiled coldly.

Seeing that the matter was easily revealed, Lin Ziyu was extremely unwilling but did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction with Zhao Hanjun.

……

Imperial Palace, in the study.

Mingyang, dressed in a dark red suit, walked outside the door of the study.

"Can the prince be in the study?"

Hui nodded, and after the report, Mingyang walked into the study.

"Lord Wang."

In the study, the auspicious Ruyi incense burner wafted out a faint agarwood incense, filling the entire inner study.

Zhao Xuanling sat on the wheelchair by the window with his back to the door, and a gray blanket was placed between his legs.

"Say it."

"Master Huikong returns from his wandering in five days and returns to Dajue Temple, can the prince go up the mountain?"

Master Huikong is a monk of the Eastern Jin Kingdom, not only that, his medical skills are also very superb, but he is also good at musculoskeletal injuries, Zhao Xuanling's legs were shattered, and now except for Master Huikong, no one may be able to cure it.

Master Huikong will leave the Dajue Temple every year to go out to travel for more than half a year, and the time to return to the temple is not more than a month, because Master Huikong is profound, and there are countless people who ask to see him after he returns.

So after he returned, every day he would ask the novice to place a bamboo tube with a hundred bamboo sticks in the Buddhist hall, and those who wanted to see him must draw the lottery in the lottery, if no one won the lottery that day, then he would not see any of them, this rule except for the most honorable one or two people in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the rest of the people must follow without exception.

Zhao Xuanling's dark pupils were calm and waveless. "Well, you can arrange it." If you can get back on your feet, who would want to be a waste person for the rest of their lives.

"Yes."

"The subordinates of the three imperial concubines who asked the prince to check before have found out that the biological mother of the third imperial concubine died early, and her life in the Lin Mansion before she got married was not easy, not to mention studying medicine, that is, she didn't even know a few big characters, after marrying the third prince, the situation of the three imperial concubines still did not get better, and she was really far from her in the palace."

Lin Mumu cured Zhao Rufei, who was helpless for a group of imperial doctors, no matter how you look at it, this matter is very mysterious, especially after checking Lin Mumu, I found that things are even more weird, if these three imperial concubines have been secretly hidden, or they are too lucky, otherwise she can't explain Zhao Rufei's cure at all.

Zhao Xuanling's eyelids raised. "Even if it is clumsy, it is impossible to leave no clues before, continue to investigate." He wasn't interested in Lin Mumu, but if her medical skills were really good, he wouldn't mind taking a closer look.

"What the prince said is that his subordinates will send someone to investigate in detail."

……

"Imperial Princess, look, those medicinal seeds have sprouted, and they are growing really fast."

Lin Mumu would spend two quarters of an hour every day cooking the planted medicinal seeds, and it took only a few days for the seeds to sprout.

"Well, yes, yes." Lin Mumu's face was not different, but in fact, her heart was happy, it seemed that her magic skill had also been retained, after all, two of the seeds she asked Shuangshuang to buy back needed to be planted in the cold winter, but now they have also germinated.

As he spoke, they both walked into the courtyard.

Today she asked Shuangshuang to sneak out to help her buy some medicinal herbs and come back, she needed to make some medicines, but this girl went for half an hour, but she came back empty-handed.

Shuangshuang is not a clumsy one, and her sad face is already telling them that something has happened to her.

Lin Mumu stood up, washed her hands, and let her enter the house with her.

"Tell me, did you steal or drop your silver?"

Shuangshuang sighed and looked at Lin Mumu with a sad face. "Imperial concubine, the slave should die, she forgot that the day after tomorrow is the death day of the lady."

Her mother's death day?

Lin Mumu was silent for a moment, and then remembered that every year on her mother's death day, she would go to Dajue Temple to do a ritual for her mother.

Dajue Temple is the most famous temple in Xijingcheng, there are countless people who go there every day to do things, every year a month before the practice she will let Shuangshuang go to the temple to set a time, this year may be because she wants to marry Zhao Hanjun "she" forgot for a while, but after she came over, she thought about finding a person with a dragon head on his chest and didn't care about these things, and it was normal to not remember.

"Why did you suddenly remember?"

Shuangshuang lowered his head in shame. "After the slave maid left the house, she met the janitor who used to serve in the courtyard of the lady on the street, and she asked me if the imperial concubine of the day after tomorrow's death day was going to Dajue Temple to give the lady a practice, and the slave and maid remembered it, and did not dare to delay and rushed back to tell the princess."

Her mother, the Rong family, died after she was born, and she really didn't know much about the people who served by the Rong family in the past, but no matter what, this ritual still had to be done, and it could be regarded as her doing something for her predecessor.

"Well, you can take my pair of cards to Dajue Temple right now and set the Dharma for the day after tomorrow."

"Yes, slave and maid will go."

If she leaves the house the day after tomorrow, she just goes to see the property left by her mother, and now she has decided to leave the prince's mansion, and the woman who was abandoned in the Eastern Jin Dynasty can only go back to her mother's house, or be sent to the sister-in-law temple to end her life, but if it is a harmony, she can be a single independent female household.

When the time comes, she has not yet thought about whether to return to the Lin Mansion or to stand on her own, and now she has to think about how to reconcile with Zhao Hanjun, they are married by the emperor, and it is really not so easy to divorce.