Chapter 17: The Mist
Lin Hao had already changed her face, and she wanted to speak again.
Mother Lin turned her face away, unwilling to look at Lin Hao.
After the stalemate, Lin Hao broke the silence.
"Mother, I know you blame me in your heart." With an ethereal sigh that was far from being heard.
"It's just that my brother doesn't know how much trouble he has caused this time, if he doesn't let the saint take the opportunity to take this breath, the water drops will be pierced, and then not only my brother, but the entire Guogong Mansion will be afraid that it will ......."
Lin Zhen looked relative, she had a hard time, and her own mother couldn't understand her, let alone others!
Lin Hao's heart seemed to have broken a big hole, and she let the cool breeze hit in all directions, but she didn't know when it would stop.
"He's your own brother......"
After a long time, Mother Lin opened her mouth astringently, hoarse and lifeless, and then slowly closed her eyes, letting the tears in the corners of her eyes overflow, crawling through the fine lines and ravines that had accumulated overnight because she was too worried.
"Mother, I ......"
"That's it, I'm very sleepy, you can go out......" Mother Lin turned her back, and her indifferent back was left to Lin Hao.
Although she knew that it was none of Lin Hao's business, she couldn't help but blame her......
She's a mother.
Then there is the mother of the Lin family, what is more important than her children!
She hated herself for being incompetent and powerless!
I can't do anything for my parents and children!
Even going to see the parents and children with their own eyes has become a luxury, tears came out of the eyes and flowed wantonly, Lin Mu's abrupt knuckles tightly grabbed the brocade soft pillow, and let the tears splash on it.
When Lin Hao's departing footsteps disappeared, she couldn't stop trembling, and finally cried out heartbreakingly.
"Girl, why did you come out so quickly?" Ming Huan looked at Lin Hao's face gloomy, the circle was slightly red, and she didn't feel concerned.
Lin Hao didn't respond, and glanced at Li Haoxi, who was on the side, and saw that she was stinging her eyes, and didn't dare to look at her.
Lin Zhen's heart was like a mirror, but her eyes were as bright as water, and she swept away from Li's mother lightly, and then she was helped out of the yard by Ming Huan.
"Come with me."
Zhou Mei now has the opportunity to fan the flames, mostly because she doesn't have enough headaches.
"Yes, girl." Ming Huan responded quickly and followed Lin Hao's footsteps.
Lin Hao told Ming Huan to go to Lin Xuan's other courtyard last time to take a peek, and he knew that Lin Xuan really hid people in that house, but Lin Hao hadn't even contacted the woman because of the big brother's misfortune.
She was so busy that she couldn't spare her hands to take care of the matter.
Lin Hao is not stupid enough to report to the official, even if she doesn't like Lin Xuan anymore, but at this juncture, how can the Chengguo Mansion be guilty?
As for Lin Xuan's robbery of the people's daughter, if it wasn't for her rebirth, how could she know?
Taking advantage of the fact that this matter has not yet happened, even if Lin Hao is unwilling, he still has to clean up the mess for Lin Xuan.
"Girl, it's here."
In order to avoid suspicion, the two have long changed into ordinary cloth shirts and linen clothes, and they don't stand out at all from a distance, they are ordinary passers-by.
The master and servant familiarly went around to the back door of the other courtyard, and saw that the door was closed, and there were two burly guards guarding the door, one left and one right, with faces that no one approached.
Lin Hao led Ming Huan to skillfully avoid the sight of the two and probe at the edge of the corner wall.
"Girl, look here!"
Ming Huan exclaimed, Lin Hao glared at her, Ming Huan lost consciousness, looked left and right nervously, and saw that there was no abnormality, so she covered her mouth and pointed to the corner of the wall.
Lin Hao glanced down and saw that there were a few stones among the weeds, which were inconspicuous.
It's just that there is a piece of blood on it that seems to be mottled on it, Lin Zhen picked it up, and the blood stains on it were buried by the soil, and after a few days of wind and sun, it was blurry and couldn't see clearly.
"Girl, there seems to be a word on it, but I can't read it clearly?" Ming Huan said with annoyance.
Lin Zhen didn't know, and remembered that the faded calligraphy and painting could be restored, so he picked up this stone and went to someone who knew how to identify it.
The two of them walked through the streets before they found a craftsman in a nondescript shop who specialized in restoring blurred handwriting.
The person who did this craft was a white scholar and the shopkeeper Luo Junsheng.
Although Luo Junsheng was wearing a washed gray cloth shirt, his eyes were very bright, but his back was slightly hunched, which was not conspicuous.
He glanced at Lin Hao a few times, and saw that Ming Huan was happy to give the reward, so he picked up the stone and went into the inner room.
Lin Zhen waited for a while, only to look at this small calligraphy and painting shop, calligraphy and painting are densely hung everywhere, the shop is not big but clean, but only because the place is remote, there are no visitors.
Seeing that the scholar hadn't come out for a long time, Ming Huan pouted and said, "Girl, shouldn't he be coaxing?" ”
"Afraid of what? There's no way out at the moment, so let's try it! ”
Lin Hao responded lightly, and there were even more sad things lingering in her heart-
How can this matter be satisfactorily resolved, so that the charge of "robbing the people's daughter" can be cleared from the Chengguo Mansion?
But Lin Xuan has to learn a lesson, otherwise he won't know what kind of disaster he will cause in the future.
Headache.
The portal of the brain is pounding suddenly, and it cannot be stopped.
"Alright, let's see!"
Luo Junsheng walked out as he spoke, and handed the stone to Lin Hao.
Lin Hao was overjoyed, and hurriedly got up and took it, and saw that there was a blood-red word "hatred" written on it.
How is it just a word?
The truth is foggy, like thousands of mountains and rivers blocking Lin Hao can't see or touch it.
Luo Junsheng saw that Lin Hao was worried on his face, so he said, "This stone is not available in this capital. ”
"Oh? Why are you so sure? In Lin Hao's view, can you see the origin of just one stone? His heart immediately became vigilant, and he still asked as usual.
"You look closely at this stone, although it is rough, but it ......"
The stone suddenly slipped from Luo Junsheng's hand, and with a clang, it landed crisply.
This is......
Lin Hao was puzzled, and saw Luo Junsheng bending down to pick up the two broken stones, and Luo Junsheng raised them up to the light outside.
Lin Hao actually saw that the broken stone had a faint green sheen on it.
"What do you see what this is?" Luo Junsheng pursed his lips and smiled, and then approached the stone and sniffed it, with a look of understanding, before handing the other piece to Lin Hao.
Lin Zhen was born in the Guogong Mansion, and she has seen all kinds of strange things.
Unexpectedly, there is such a brittle stone in the world, and there is a lot of article in it, under a closer look, the green attached to the middle of the yellowstone is actually shining with a brilliant luster, not losing to the emerald and the like, Lin Hao blurted out unconsciously, "What is this?" ”
"The turquoise attached to this stone is unmined malachite, if I know how to refine it, then this stone is worth a lot."
Luo Junsheng looked sorry and shook his head.
"If this is malachite, then where is it found?" Hope ignited in Lin Zhen's eyes again.
Luo Junsheng looked envious and yearning, "I have a good way of repairing calligraphy and paintings, do you know that stone green is a rare and hard to find the same danqing, if the painting made of stone green will not fade through the ages, it is brilliant, very beautiful!" And the stone green in it is this malachite grinding. ”