Here, Lin Bangtang returned to the room and instructed Qiyue Zhixia to prepare the carriage.

"Little master, do you really want to go back to the palace?"

Xiyue packed up her few things, and asked with some curiosity.

"What, don't you want to go back?"

When Lin Wantang heard this, he looked up at Xiyue, who looked a little lonely, and asked rhetorically.

"It's not that I don't want to, it's just that there are too many rules in this palace, and it's still free outside."

After getting along these days, Xiyue is not afraid of her own little master at all, and she naturally no longer hides anything in her heart.

"You, let's not go back to the palace, let's go to the Taishi's Mansion to see my mother."

Lin Wantang smiled faintly, and then said his next plan.

What she said about returning to the palace just now was actually just to shock her father, and she wanted to see her mother more than going back to the palace.

Anyway, Xiao Shenze gave three days, as long as he went back before today's hour.

Lin Wangtang's movements were extremely fast, and within a while, people were already sitting on the carriage.

As the curtain door fell, the interior of the small carriage became dark.

Lin Wangtang exhaled a long breath, shook his head again, and tried to shake off the cranky thoughts in his head, and then gently leaned on the carriage and pretended to sleep.

"But the fourth lady of the Lin family?"

Just when the carriage hadn't gone far, Lin Wangtang, who was a little dazed, heard a familiar voice.

Lin Wantang opened his eyes, and his somewhat confused eyes gradually returned to clarity.

"Ye Feng, what's the matter?"

Zhixia's voice came next, and Lin Wangtang, who didn't make any moves, just stared at the uncovered door curtain.

"This is sent by the prince, and the prince also said that the weather is cold, and he hopes to take care of his body."

Hearing the word Wang Ye, Lin Wangtang's face changed slightly, and then he couldn't help but be curious, what did Xiao Yunzhan send him?

"Ye Feng, the little master of my family is a harem concubine, do you know that you will also shout the little master in the future, being shouted by Miss Lin, if you are heard by others, you don't know how to say it!"

Unexpectedly, Zhixia, who rarely spoke at length, rarely reprimanded Ye Feng.

"I know, I know, then I'm sorry for Miss Zhixia!"

Ye Feng's somewhat helpless voice came, followed by the sound of footsteps leaving.

"Little master, this Ye Feng is used to having no rules, when I have the opportunity to meet the prince, I will definitely go and talk about him!"

Zhixia's voice followed, but the tone was significantly less cold.

Lin Wantang listened to Zhixia's words, but smiled helplessly and did not answer.

"Little master, this is what Ye Feng sent just now."

Seeing that Lin Wantang didn't answer, Zhixia didn't care, and then handed in a food box and retreated.

Looking at the food box in front of him, Lin Wantang frowned a little tangled.

She really didn't want to have too much to do with Xiao Yunzhan, after all, Lin Zhiyuan's words were still in her ears just now.

It is impossible for Xiao Shenze not to know such a big matter in Cheng'an Temple, and as long as it is extended a little bit at that time, the Wu family's poisoning of her will definitely not be hidden.

With Xiao Shenze's suspicious temperament, she didn't sleep, and she would definitely not be able to escape the inspection after she went back.

In this way, she will be in such a hurry to go to the Taishi Mansion, and in the current situation, maybe only the medical saint can turn the tide.

Thinking of this, Lin Bangtang put his eyes on the food box, and when he opened it, he found that there was a small porcelain white cup inside.

There is a note next to it, only four words: It's cold, drink.

Looking at the unfamiliar handwriting, Lin Wantang also guessed that it was written by Xiao Yunzhan.

She opened the lid, and the smell of ginger hit her face.

Looking at the brown soup inside, Lin Wangtang's heart unconsciously appeared to be moved by being cared for.

This is clearly a simple ginger soup, but in the ginger-flavored mist, she actually moistens her eyes.

Since she was reborn, she continued to hurt herself step by step, and even finally caught up with the most important appearance and innocence of her daughter's family.

She didn't care on the surface, but there was always that knot in her heart.

But she had no power, no power and no backing, and she had to do that, and she could only do that.

So many things didn't break her or make her cry sincerely, but now a bowl of ginger soup has completely collapsed the defense line in her heart.

Lin Bangtang put down the lid, picked up the spoon on the side, scooped a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

The spicy and slightly sweet taste rushed straight to the taste buds, and Lin Bangtang leaned against the bumpy carriage wall with this ginger soup in his mouth, closed his eyes, and wept silently.

Imperial Palace, inside the Imperial Study.

Song Shaoqing of Dali Temple knelt on the ground, his face was still a little sweaty because of the hurry, but the faint sandalwood fragrance in the room could not soothe Xiao Shenze's irritable mood.

"Nothing, how can there be nothing!"

Xiao Shenze slapped the table heavily, and then strode in front of Song Shaoqing, his tone gloomy.

"If you go back to the emperor, there is indeed nothing but thirty-six corpses."

Feeling the coercion coming to his face, Song Shaoqing's heart clenched tightly, for fear of saying the wrong thing.

"Did you dig down?"

Xiao Shenze just wanted to say something, but he thought of something, so he changed his sentence.

"If you go back to the emperor, when the emperor sent someone to spread the word, he dug it up, and there was really nothing......"

Song Shaoqing lowered his head and hid the doubts in his eyes.

He really didn't know what the emperor was going to dig up, but the emperor's look and tone were definitely more important than thirty-six lives.

"By the way, when the ministers arrived, King Yan was also there, and it was King Yan who found these corpses first......"

Song Shaoqing, who hadn't heard a reply for a long time and didn't dare to look up, added another sentence.

"King Yan? I know, you go down, come here, and spread the word to the Qin Heavenly Prison Zhuge Xing. ”

Hearing that Xiao Yunzhan was also there, Xiao Shenze's gloomy face flashed a little guess, and then looked at Song Shaoqing, who was bowing his head, and spoke.

"Yes!"

Song Shaoqing, who wanted to say that the Wu family died tragically and Lin Wantang was also there, heard the emperor open his mouth to drive people away, and hurriedly retreated.

"The ministers see the emperor!"

It didn't take long for Zhuge Xing to hurry over, and as soon as he entered the imperial study, he noticed a different atmosphere.

"Zhuge Xing, that box in Cheng'an Temple seems to have been discovered by Xiao Yunzhan......"

Hearing Zhuge Xing's voice, Xiao Shenze turned his head with a somewhat solemn expression.

"Why is the prince here?"

When Zhuge Xing heard this, he was a little surprised.

"Didn't you swear that the bureau you laid before was foolproof, and now that thing can't be found when you dig three feet into the ground!"

Xiao Yunzhan ignored Zhuge Xing's surprise, and the anger in his heart was even worse.

He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to seize Xiao Yunzhan's military power, but he didn't expect this result.

"Impossible, Your Majesty, even if the prince is here, how can he know that there are things buried under those corpses?"

Hearing Xiao Yunzhan's words, Zhuge Xing subconsciously retorted.

"You ask me! You are in charge of the Qin Heavenly Prison, but you can't even calculate the specific celestial hours! ”

Looking at Zhuge Xing's dazed look, Xiao Shenze was angry, and directly copied a book and threw it over.