This King Lin obviously set her up, saying that he would say that he would give her things so simply before, but he had already stolen the beams and changed the pillars.

What a good means.

Lin Yueqing wanted to refute, but King Lin spoke again.

"The bell is now distributed by the government, you said that it was bought from the vendors, this king wants to see which vendor has such courage now."

Lin Yueqing didn't expect that today's hair bell was actually issued by the official family, and his face instantly condensed a little bit.

Ming Xuan saw that the situation was not good, and he hurriedly stepped forward to play a round.

"His Royal Highness, our son is still young, he must not be able to steal, it is better for you to hand him over to me, I will go back and report to the prince, let the people in the house take good care of him, and never let him come out to make trouble."

When King Lin heard this, he looked at Ming Xuan and saw that he still had a pleasant smile on his face, but he told him not to be harsh anymore.

"Master Ming thinks it's a misunderstanding, you should know the character of this king, if you really want to punish him, you won't waste your tongue."

King Lin's temperament is indeed well known to everyone, from cabinet ministers to peddlers and pawns, if he really wants to care, he will never move his mouth if he can do it, let alone discuss where to sell the hair bell here.

Did he really want to detain the eldest lady as his attendant? This is absolutely not good, not to mention that the Zhou family still pointed to her to help, as long as she is a daughter, this personal service to the king is a big taboo, he hid his heart.

"It would be better if His Highness didn't care, Ming Xuan would leave with the little prince, and if His Highness needed Ming Xuan in the future, Ming Xuan would do his best."

Ming Xuan's best efforts are not available to everyone, except for his master Zhou Qinggong, who can get his promise, King Lin is afraid that he is the first.

But the more this is the case, the more King Lin feels that the little guy in front of him is even more curious, and he can't let it go.

"Although the promise of the Ming family is precious, it is not what the king wants, this king talks so much nonsense, but he wants to teach her to learn well, although your little son has a lot of problems, but it is better than martial arts, this king is in front of the palace Xi Zhao a attendant, he is clumsy and can't do close to follow, I think you call the little boy is very good, if he is the king's attendant, the palace will be entrusted with the fine work."

Ming Xuan and Ming Jiu were full of anxiety when they heard this.

Lin Yueqing heard this, but a flash of essence flashed in his eyes.

She knows too well what a powerful heir can do, it seems that she just takes care of her daily life and deals with small things, but where does the small matter come from in front of the powerful people, and the staff of the close servant can reach the sky in one step.

Ming Xuan hurriedly rejected.

"Thank you for your love, it's just that our son is seriously ill, and it will not be possible to serve with him!"

As he spoke, he ran forward, pressed Lin Yueqing's wrist, and as soon as he raised the silver needle he didn't know where to go, the needle pierced Lin Yueqing's palm, and after a while, purple-red blood seeped out.

He stretched Lin Yueqing's hand to the side under the light, and the strange color of the blood was very terrifying.

When Xi Zhao saw the color of the blood, his face instantly became bright, and he immediately flew forward to protect King Lin behind him.

"The little son of the Zhou family is infected with this poison, so you shouldn't let her out."

Ming Xuan saw that the color was getting purple, his brows furrowed deeply, and with a sad look on his face, he slowly put down Lin Yueqing's wrist.

Although Lin Yueqing didn't know what kind of poison this purple blood could prove, she took in the fleeting cunning on Ming Xuan's face.

King Lin saw the blood color of Lin Yueqing's palm, and his brows furrowed.

"The prince also saw it, if it weren't for the illness of the little boy, Ming Xuan wouldn't have gone on his own trip." Mingxuan

King Lin was silent, but looked at Lin Yueqing's eyes with a trace of regret.

"Xi Zhao, send off the guests!" He said lightly, his voice indescribably low.

When Ming Xuan heard this, he seemed to have received amnesty, and immediately clasped his hands and saluted.

"Then Mingxuan won't stay much." Saying that, he pulled Lin Yueqing and walked outside the palace.

Yun Kite and Ming Jiu also followed, and King Lin looked at the back of the little guy and picked up the wine bottle on the table again.

"That's right, the people close to me can't live long, father, mother, and her." Now there's one more. He muttered, a sarcastic tone full of sadness.