It seems that such an old palace maid, who almost lives a reclusive life, should not have much friendship with an official lady, especially an unfallen official lady who has committed a crime, at most she just knows that such a person exists.

"She had been in and out of the Prince's Mansion before, and the slaves and maids were working in the Prince's Mansion at that time, so she knew it." Zhao Rong said.

There seemed to be something hidden in his dodging gaze that he didn't want to say more.

"I know you knew each other when the emperor was the crown prince, and there must be a lot of maids who know her, but why do you remember her more than others?" Lin Xin'er asked. Although the tone was soft, it poked into Zhao Rong's heart.

Zhao Rong's face was obviously stiff, and she paused before saying, "Because Miss Xia is a good person, she is not as arrogant as ordinary official ladies, so the slave and maid remember it very well." ”

"Is that all?" Lin Xin'er stared at Zhao Rong, her sharp and sharp gaze forced her to not dare to raise her head.

"Yes." Zhao Rong lowered her head and nodded.

Obviously, Zhao Rong didn't want to tell what she knew.

"In that case, I have to check it myself, and see what you have to do with the mother of the second prince and that Xia girl?" Lin Xin'er said, it seems that she let Zhao Rong go, but the decision she said made Zhao Rong even more shocked.

At this time, it was dark, Lin Xin'er found the candlestick on the side, picked up the flint next to it, hit it a few times, and lit the candle.

"Miss Lin, Miss Xia has nothing to do with you, why are you chasing her?" Zhao Rong raised her head violently and looked at Lin Xin'er nervously.

"How does it matter? She's my second mother. Lin Xin'er dropped the flint, turned around, and said lightly.

"She's been dead for so long, why mention it?" Zhao Rong muttered, "What's more, Miss Xia's matter is a forbidden topic in the palace, and the emperor doesn't allow anyone to say it." ”

This Zhao Rong was forced to be tight, and she also knew to pull out Ximen Jinglie as a shield.

Lin Xin'er sneered, "Wasn't it Aunt Rong who was the first to call out Miss Xia?" ”

"Yes...... The slave is abrupt...... Slaves and maids should be damned......" Zhao Rong's face turned pale, although she was timid, but her eyes looked at Lin Xin'er very firmly, "If the slave and maid are killed, Miss Lin will not have to ask the slave or maid anything." ”

Lin Xin'er didn't expect Zhao Rong's attitude to not say anything about death, and she believed that if she pressed again, Zhao Rong would definitely crash to death on the wall, and her eyes were extremely resolute.

"If you die, I'll check it myself, as long as something has happened, there will always be clues, and it will be up to anyone to check it carefully." Lin Xin'er said casually, showing that she didn't care about Zhao Rong's death at all.

Zhao Rong's face was even paler, did Lin Xin'er's words make her die blind?

However, letting Lin Xin'er check it out by herself is better than saying it herself now, so Zhao Rong still decided not to say it.

Lin Xin'er didn't want to really force an old palace maid to death, so she didn't ask any more questions and walked out of the house.

Ximen Zhen was leaning against the plane tree, holding a small wine jug, taking a few sips from time to time, when he saw Lin Xin'er coming out, he raised the wine jug and threw it at her, "Come, drink on a snowy night, don't be fun." ”

Lin Xin'er took the wine jug, didn't drink it, looked up at the sky, it was almost completely dark, but it was clear, and the cold wind blew the night, showing stars that had not been seen for many days.

Simon walked towards the candlelit side room.

The window of the side room reflected Zhao Rong's stiff figure.

Seeing Ximen Zhen coming in, Zhao Rong trembled and said with pale lips, "Second prince...... She...... She wants to find out about Miss Xia......"

Since Lin Xin'er came to the courtyard last time, Zhao Rong knew that Lin Xin'er's identity was not ordinary, and she said that if she wanted to check, she would definitely have this ability, which was different from ordinary official ladies.

"Let her be, Aunt Rong, don't worry." Ximen Zhen smiled and hugged Zhao Rong's trembling shoulders. It's like a son pampering his mother.

Although his mother is long gone, Zhao Rong has always loved him like a mother, and in his eyes, Zhao Rong is already his relative.

"Why aren't the slaves worried? In case ......" Zhao Rong didn't dare to continue.

"If it comes, you can't hide from it." Simon was very composed.

"If I really set off those things, it will ruin you!" Zhao Rong was still very nervous.

"What happened more than 20 years ago has long passed, and it will not have much impact on the present. What's more, my mother is long gone, and it is said that it can't even be affected, as for me, ......" Ximen Zhen smiled, "I'm the second prince, and it's not good for me anymore, that's what it looks like now." ”

Ximen Zhen's words made Zhao Rong calm down a little, it seems that what he said is right, he is the second prince, and his biological mother is no longer there, what else can he do to him?

Although it is a lot more reassuring to think about it this way, I still can't say the old things that should not be said.

"Okay, it's not too early, Aunt Rong will get us something to fill our stomachs." After Ximen Jing comforted Zhao Rong, he left the house.

Lin Xin'er leaned on the trunk of the sycamore tree with her arms around her chest, and her right hand was still hooking the wine jug, swaying leisurely.

"Your mother was involved with Xia Yubing, or was it the matter of the Xia family back then?" Lin Xin'er asked.

She heard what Ximen Zhen and Zhao Rong were in the house.

"Eavesdropping is not a gentleman's behavior." Simon Marks replied to the question.

"If it's a snooping, it's a matter of the capable." Lin Xin'er said, if there is no listening, there are no spies from all walks of life, no matter who is not doing things.

"Snooping? I'm giving you this opportunity. Ximen said, walked up to Lin Xin'er, and took back the wine jug in her hand.

Shake it, the flask was empty, and Simon Zhen frowned, "You really grab wine from me?" ”

As he spoke, he casually threw the flask into the snow.

"yes, why did you give me this chance?" Lin Xin'er tilted her head and asked, her blinking starry eyes flashing playfully.

There was an imperceptible dark wind drifting gently with the cold wind near the sycamore courtyard, which did not alarm the two people under the sycamore tree.

Ximen Jingxuan's hand held the white robe with blood written all over it. After a few days of busyness, he had no time to think about it, until he returned to the palace and solved Ximen Yin, he met Lin Xin'er in the Showa Palace, and after bringing out Wumei from the prison, he met Lin Xin'er again, and he touched his mind slightly, remembering that he still had such a blood book on his body.

He roughly remembered the contents of the blood book, so after sending Wumei to Chunlin Garden, he went to find Lin Xin'er.

Although she didn't have any feelings, she still found her by "ghosts and gods", maybe just to simply complete the "entrustment" of the blood book.

In the snow under the sycamore tree, Lin Xin'er was talking and laughing with Ximen Zhen, so quiet and leisurely, as if she had not been stung by any sting, which made Ximen Jingxuan, who had already lost his heart, wonder if the content of the blood book was real or was he hallucinated by some kind of demagoguery?

Was he poisoned before, or is he poisoned now?