On the way back to Ling's house, Ling Wanwan's heart was empty.

The whole family, except for Zhang Nianzhu, was worried about Ling Jinxiao's affairs.

A few days later, Zhang Nianqi finally returned from the military department.

He told them that Qi Ran had not been punished in the first trial, confessed to the crime, and said that it was Ling Jinxiao's idea.

At this time, most of the crimes fell on Ling Jinxiao's head.

After hearing this, Zhang almost fainted again.

"Master, what can I do about this?"

Her legs were limp and she wiped her tears and asked Ling Tianchao.

"I'm a low-minded official in the court, what can I do..."Ling Tianchao clenched his fists, and hit his legs in annoyance.

Ling Wanwan stroked Zhang's back, bit her lip and said, "Why don't I go into the palace and beg the Empress Dowager." ”

Although Empress Dowager Cao didn't like herself, Ling Wanwan still wanted to have the courage to give it a try.

"Juan'er..."

Zhang looked at her in amazement.

"Daddy, let your daughter try."

Ling Wanwan's expression was solemn.

"That's all there is to it."

Ling Tianchao's face was like ashes.

On the second day, Ling Wanwan dressed as an official lady and entered the palace again with the token given by Emperor Xiaoheng before his death.

"I didn't say hello to the mourning family when I left, but when I came, could it be that I came to say goodbye to the mourning family?"

Empress Dowager Cao brushed the tea lid and stared at her.

Ling Wanwan replied "No", looked up, only to find that Su Yunqing was also in the hall.

"The Empress Dowager, Miss Ling's brother was arrested and imprisoned on suspicion of selling illicit salt."

Su Yunqing's mouth was even faster than hers.

"Oh, that's the case that Ye'er is presiding over?"

In the past few days, Su Yunqing has come over every day, and often chats with her about Murong Ye's busy handling cases.

Su Yunqing nodded slightly.

"And what do you mean by coming?"

Empress Dowager Cao's expression was tense, and she frowned and looked at Ling Wanwan.

"The Empress Dowager, my eldest brother is an honest official, and he will never sell illicit salt for personal gain. Wan'er came here to beg you to plead for my eldest brother in front of the saint for the sake of the past feelings..."

Ling Wanwan knelt down at her, and said what she had been thinking about all night.

"You said that your eldest brother was wronged, so you are accusing the fourth prince of not handling the case well?"

Empress Dowager Cao was already interested in Murong Ye, and Ling Wanwan's words made her unhappy.

"Wan'er never meant that!"

Ling Wanwan kowtowed to her.

Watching her endure humiliation and kowtow to herself three times, Empress Dowager Cao said impatiently: "Your eldest brother is not wronged, Ye'er will have a verdict." The affairs of the criminal department are out of the hands of the mourning family. ”

"The Empress Dowager..."

She was rushing people, and Ling Wanwan hurriedly kowtowed to her again.

After a while, Su Yunqing pinched her handkerchief to cover her lips and persuaded her: "Miss Ling, you better go back quickly, don't make too much trouble." ”

Ling Wanwan raised her head and saw that Empress Dowager Cao was drinking tea with her eyes closed, ignoring her behavior, her heart sank, and she got up from the ground resignedly.

Staggering to the outside of the hall, she slowly walked out of the Wanshou Palace next to the palace wall.

When passing by the Imperial Garden, Kankan saw the figure of the new emperor Murong Yang, and suddenly someone grabbed her arm and dragged her back, and the two of them disappeared into the flowers in an instant.

"Still not dead?"

Zhao Huaiyi knelt on the grass, Ling Wanwan lay horizontally in his arms, his legs bent and leaning on him.

She struggled twice: "I'm going to save my big brother." ”

He didn't want to let go: "Qi Ran pushed the crime on your eldest brother, he has to be exiled to the frontier if he doesn't die, I advise you not to waste your efforts." ”

"Yan'er is still so young, he can't live without his father." Ling Wanwan unconsciously clenched his sleeves.

He slowly let go of his hand: "You go back first." ”

"Will you help me?"

Her eyes were clear, and his warm face was reflected in her eyes.

Everything in the world is still in her ears, but it seems that he is the only one she can rely on at this moment.

"Let's go back first."

It was as if he was coaxing her.

Ling Wanwan twitched the tip of her nose and got up from his arms.

After a moment, Zhao Huaiyi stood up from the flowers.

"Fujin, isn't that Shoufu-sama?"

Su Yunqing came out of the Wanshou Palace and happened to bump into Ling Wanwan and Zhao Huaiyi on the palace corridor.

"How did they come together?"

Su Yunqing withdrew her doubtful eyes and said to the maid beside her, "Don't make a fuss, let's go." ”

After sleeping all afternoon, just when Ling Wanwan thought that she was powerless to return to the sky, someone from Murong Ye's house suddenly came to hand her a post.

It is written that the eighth day of the sixth month is Su Yunqing's birthday, and she wants to invite the female dependents of all families in Beijing to the mansion to gather.

A proper gathering of celebrities.