Chapter 323 Plastic Master-Servant Relationship

A beautiful vase as a gift, as long as you take good care of the outside and don't drop it, as for the rest...who will communicate with the vase?

In comparison, Murong Linshen could not be more conscientious towards his daughter, so Linlang was much more courageous.

In fact, if she wanted to come in directly, there was no way out. All she had to do was talk to Qiu Baizhi.

But the emperor was very suspicious, and if Murong Linshen felt that Qiu Bai leaked secrets to a palace maid like her, he would probably cause trouble to Qiu Bai.

People's kindness is mutual. She always remembers Qiubai's kindness, and she also has to consider him.

This tile was not easy to lift. There were three floors outside the Golden Dragon Palace. Linlang still spent some effort to make some incense that made people's vision blurry, and then took the opportunity to climb in.

The incense burner in the Golden Dragon Palace was much more smoke-filled than her.

Linlang walked over little by little, walking like a cat.

The emperor's majestic and handsome face was revealed behind the gauze curtain. This was the first time she could see Murong Linshen's face so intuitively. His eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Qiubai's, but they had completely opposite temperaments.

Qiu Bai is a jade that seems cold but can generate warmth in its tentacles, while Murong Linshen is a jade that is gentle on the outside but actually penetrates the bones.

"Then I'll leave it to you to find the person who poisoned me. Also, with your intelligence and cleverness, I don't need to remind you of what happened today, right?"

Ji Huirong was so worried that she lost weight. After Qiu Bai came to comfort her a few times, she simply found a blessing program at Yingtian Temple to relieve her anxiety.

"Do you want money?" Linlang asked with a smile.

"emperor?"

Murong Lin was half-leaning there, his expression seemed to hide his fatigue, but it looked like he had finally taken the pill.

Linlang and his wife got off the carriage and immediately followed the Queen Mother quietly, bowing their heads and lowering their hands, standing respectfully.

Although she shouted "Plastic Master and Servant Love" very touchingly, Linlang actually lowered her voice, for fear of disturbing the people outside, otherwise she would be killed by Murong Linshen himself in the next moment.

The stairs going up the mountain must have been built for many years, but there is not a single fallen leaf.

…

"Now only the fourth prince has met him by fate, and the late emperor was defeated by a military and received a meal from a senior monk. As for the others, I haven't heard of them."

"Shen'er is ill, and the fourth son's body and bones are not good. The Ai family came here to ask Bodhisattva to bless my two sons in peace and health. Since they are here to pray, they must be seen by Bodhisattva.

This is the kind of sincerity that will do the trick.”

Even if the relationship between the Tian family is weak, the relationship between mother and child is inseparable, and Ji Huirong is undoubtedly a good mother.

Aunt Gui subconsciously reached out to help her, but Ji Huirong shook her head and refused.

Linlang put a handkerchief on his wrist and carefully checked his pulse.

But he said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty? This slave deserves death! I was just worried about the Emperor's safety, and thought I knew a little bit about the art of Qihuang, so I secretly broke in to diagnose the Emperor's pulse and beg the Emperor's forgiveness!"

Damn, she looks pretty good pretending.

This time her mind was very calm, so she observed carefully.

"Your Majesty, you must get well soon." Linlang muttered "sincerely" while preventing the other party from getting angry, and took out the antidote from the medicine box and fed it on the spot.

After saying that, she picked up her dress and walked up the long stairs step by step.

Because Linlang was good at making fake dishes, she was temporarily borrowed for a morning. Besides her and Aunt Gui, the Queen Mother was also accompanied by Pearl.

"You girl, you really have fallen into the eyes of money. There are eminent monks in Yingtian Temple who can't be seen unless you are destined. How about you just focus on the few copper coins in your pocket?"

"I am a member of the Buddhist sect. I only care about fate and not about wealth." Pearl clasped her hands together and bowed. She was obviously a loyal believer.

Linlang recalled the monk she met in the simulation, and couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it possible that even the Queen Mother didn't meet him?"

"Why are you here?"

"I heard that Yingtian Temple is very effective. If there is a chance later, let's ask for a signature." Pearl and her colleagues had a good relationship, so they could chat whenever they wanted.

So besides the two brothers, Linlang became the third insider and jumped into the chessboard.

Nowadays, rumors have begun to appear. In ancient times, there was superstition, and there were all kinds of monsters and ghosts about this matter.

Linlang hurriedly followed, and at the same time secretly sighed in his heart.

"Yes, my grandmother is from Nanyi." There is nothing to hide, and there is no way to hide it.

The emperor's bottomless eyes stared at her, just like when she picked up the gray pigeon.

Linlang looked at the empress dowager who was sweating profusely while crawling in a pampered way. She raised her eyes to look at the sun in the middle, and suddenly she was worried that the emperor would starve to death in the palace.

Linlang understood and quickly expressed her position: "Yes, I will definitely keep my mouth shut!"

In the simulation plot, she was supposed to wait until late in the evening to lift the tiles. But Murong Linshen was an unpredictable emperor, so in order to prevent changes, it was better to lift the tiles early to prevent long nights and nightmares.

Pearl shook her handkerchief angrily.

According to the original plan, it took one morning, but Ji Huirong's climb took him half a day.

"Get up, do you know Nanyi Poison Technique?"

The temple is built on a quiet mountain, with vast surroundings and picturesque scenery. It is bathed in the morning light and sunset, the sound of bells and wooden fish, and the Zen atmosphere of an ancient temple.

His trap of pretending to be sick is still waiting for King Kang's prey to crash into it.

It was indeed Nanyi's poison, but it wasn't serious, at least it wasn't so exaggerated as the inability to get out of bed in the later stages of the simulation, and the poisoning method seemed to be through... She choked in embarrassment.

"Eminent monk?"

Only the Queen Mother sincerely burned incense and worshiped Buddha, and the entire Shoukang Palace was filled with smoke. Those who didn't know it thought she was performing a dance. But even so, her baby was still not good.

Thinking back to the previous simulation, she hated Prince Kang because of the chaos caused by He Chu's death. So after diagnosing Murong Linshen's pulse and prescribing the medicine, she didn't have time to think about it, and she just picked up the knife and went to seek revenge.

This piece of shit was indeed not swallowed!

Linlang ground his molar teeth and was just thinking about whether to take advantage of him pretending to be unconscious and pretending to be loyal and slap him hard, when Murong Linshen suddenly slowly opened his eyes.

Although she knew that this stupid thing was just an act, Linlang still pretended to shout, just in case he suddenly got angry and stabbed her.

The journey to Yingtian Temple is not too far.

The horses in the palace were very fast, so they arrived quickly.

Naturally, Aunt Gui would not stay away from the Queen Mother, so Linlang and Pearl squeezed into the smallest carriage.

The Buddha statue in the center of the hall is solemn and precious.

While Ji Huirong was worshiping devoutly, Linlang took the basket to the kitchen behind the courtyard.

In ancient times, there was no greenhouse technology, so fruits and vegetables in winter were rare, and vegetarian vegetables were mostly tofu and cereals.

Linlang took a few breaths of white air, rubbed her hands that were frozen by the wind, lit a fire and grilled them first. When they were softer and softer, she steamed the glutinous rice.
Chapter completed!