Lin Fanghua immediately said: "Your Majesty, she is self-aware."

idiot!

Even Laifu couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

Mrs. Gan stood up and slowly stepped back. When she reached the door, she said again: "What happens to me, my concubine, it has nothing to do with the overall situation. But the queen... the queen's reputation cannot be ruined! Since husband and wife are one, the queen's face is yours."

face."

After saying that, he turned around and left the imperial study room without any nostalgia.

Nanny Zhang was sitting at the door, kowtowing to Mr. Gan who came out: "I'm so sorry, my Majesty. I didn't expect that I would also be involved in this."

Gan's footsteps paused: "Stop kneeling. The Emperor will not deal with the Queen, nor will he deal with you. Go back and serve the Queen well, and don't come out. During this time..." She glanced at the main hall behind her,

"Your Majesty's ears are not clean, and you won't be able to hear anything anyone says. Let's just leave it at that."

Seeing Mrs. Gan walking away with a sense of vanity, Grandma Zhang stood up tremblingly. The emperor's furious roar came from inside: "Get out, get out. Get out of here!"

Nanny Zhang glanced inside, filled with hatred and boredom, and slowly walked towards Chaofeng Palace.

The figures of Mrs. Gan and Aunt He had already disappeared into the night. Aunt He supported Mrs. Gan: "Master, are you okay?"

"How could it be bad?" Mrs. Gan pushed Nanny He gently, "This little injury is nothing. Why are you so delicate?"

Aunt He let go of her hand: "Now that it's like this..." Is it considered a success?

Mr. Gan chuckled softly: "We don't need to act in the rest of the drama. Nothing can go wrong."

Aunt He pursed her lips and stopped talking. After returning, she gave Gan a blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing pill to take, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Gan held the candied fruit in her mouth and asked vaguely: "Did Tongtong go to Daci'en Temple?"

Aunt He nodded: "Yes! I only have one girl with me."

"Where is the consort?" Mrs. Gan opened her eyes, looked at Aunt He, and asked again. This girl and the consort are as good as the same person. They wish they could grow together. How could they be separated, and how could they be the same person?

Have you been to Daci'en Temple?

Aunt He shook her head: "This... I don't know."

Mr. Gan frowned: "Have you grown up? Do you know how to keep a hand in front of men?"

Nanny He said in her heart that this young master is not that kind of person at all.

If Lin Yutong knew that Mr. Gan had made such a guess because the fourth master was not with him, he would probably feel lucky. Fortunately, the fourth master had secret guards to protect him in the dark. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to leave the city like this.

It has not aroused anyone's suspicion or attention yet.

However, she didn't have time to think about Gan's thoughts now. She looked at the beautiful monk in front of her and became more and more wary: "Master is waiting here because of what I have in my hand."

Mingkong nodded and said bluntly: "Your Highness must know whose order this poor monk appeared here."

Lin Yutong laughed: "Who said I know what's going on? I'm a person who doesn't know what's going on. Whose order did you take? Tell me and I'll listen."

Mingkong looked at Lin Yutong, with a flash of astonishment in his eyes. He was stunned for a long time, and then said: "Your Highness, you should understand Concubine Chen's motherly heart. She has had a hard time living these years. She doesn't want you to come into contact with those bad things.

She just wants you to live a carefree life. And if you don't handle the things in your hands, it will be a big trouble. Your Highness must think carefully about such a trouble in your hands.

Is it really suitable to have it in your hand? Now is not the time for His Highness to lose his temper. This matter is of great importance..."

Lin Yutong waved his hand and interrupted Mingkong, "According to your wishes, you are following my mother's order to take the things in my hand as your own..."

"Your Highness!" Mingkong's voice couldn't help but get louder. What does it mean to take it as one's own? This statement was a bit too unpleasant to hear, "It doesn't mean taking it as one's own..."

"What's the point of not taking it for yourself?" Lin Yutong once again succeeded in grabbing the conversation, "Besides, why should I believe you? I think you are driving a wedge between our mother and daughter. Whatever I want, my mother has never refused.

I agreed. My mother has always only applauded me for whatever I want to do. Aren't you afraid that if this thing gets into my hands and I can't take care of it, I will get into trouble? With my mother here, what should I be afraid of? In the past, in the Lin family, one of us lived at home.

My aunts and uncles all told me to stand in the rain for several hours, causing me to have a fever and almost become mute. At that time, I had nowhere to talk about my sufferings. I could only huddle in a corner and lick my wounds. Now,

I thought my dead mother was alive, and I had my own mother to support me. I got into a huge disaster, and my mother was behind to clean up the mess. So, I don’t care! How do I play? How? No? That’s it.

So what if you followed my mother’s orders? I won’t give it! I won’t give it! I won’t give it! What can you do to me?”

Mingkong's eyes widened in astonishment, not knowing whether to cry or laugh. In other words, he was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry at this time. He had thought of countless possibilities, but he never thought of this. He had been worried about this before,

There was a rift between mother and daughter. After all, power is too sensitive. He thought about conflicts, thought about Lin Yutong's resistance, thought about what kind of words she would say, and what kind of reasons she would find. But

The only thing I didn't expect was that Lin Yutong was cheating!

Yes! He looks like a spoiled child, playing rogue here.

He felt very ridiculous in his heart, but then he couldn't help but look at Lin Yutong seriously. How could this be a lie? This was obviously the most brilliant strategy.

The mother wants something from her daughter's hand, but the daughter insists not to give it to her. This hurts her feelings. But if it is given to her, the daughter is not willing to give it to her. She wants to keep it in her own hand, but she doesn't want to be called her mother. She feels uncomfortable.

.So, she appeared as a child who had been wronged. She said that the grievances she had suffered were like a sharp sword that penetrated directly into Gan's heart. As a mother, can you not feel distressed? Even if

She felt so safe in her heart that she quickly let go. What she was taking advantage of was Gan's mother's guilt and love for her daughter.

Mingkong praised in his heart. With such a plan, even if this thing was placed in her hands, nothing could go wrong. He sighed softly: "Your Highness is the most precious treasure in my heart. I don't dare to violate your decision."

It’s getting late. Your Highness, please rest early. I’ll take my leave, poor monk!”

Lin Yutong looked at Ming Kong's back and slowly relaxed. Mrs. Gan sent someone to ask for the token given by the princess in her hand. This was something she had never thought of. She didn't know that Mrs. Gan was

She doesn't trust her ability to do things, or other things. She doesn't want to think about it, and she doesn't dare to think about it. Now, the border is in danger, and people in the capital are panicked. This token... she won't give it to anyone. She can't risk the safety of the entire capital.

To gamble on the light and darkness of human nature.

Sanxi walked out softly: "Master, are you planning to rest, or are you?"

"Let's rest first." Lin Yutong put on his clothes and lay down, "I have to get up early tomorrow. Don't worry about it. Just sleep with me in the back room tonight."

Sanxi responded. He tidied up and blew out the lamp.

Lin Yutong listened to Sanxi's breathing slowly becoming longer, then opened her eyes, but remained motionless. The sleeve crossbow on her wrist quietly came out, and she waited quietly.

The sound of banging was heard at midnight, and a cold wind blew up slightly in the room. Lin Yutong could feel the man slowly approaching, a sharp light flashed in her eyes, she raised her hand, and shot the crossbow towards him.

Hearing a muffled groan, the man raised his hand, and a choking smell hit his nose. When he opened his eyes again, there was no one in the room.

Lin Yutong's heart skipped a beat, and he was even more certain that this person was here to test him. Because the groan was clearly a woman's voice. If he were truly an enemy, he would not care about his own reputation and send a woman who was not very agile.

.

She relaxed and slowly closed her eyes, this time she really fell asleep.

In the monastery on the other side, Mingkong looked at the man in black with bleeding on his shoulder, frowned and said, "What happened? Your Highness brought other guards here, and you didn't even notice?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across the face of the man in black: "It was not a guard, it was His Highness who took action."

"What?" Mingkong suddenly stood up and looked at the man in black, as if he was eager to ask for proof.

The man in black nodded: "His Highness used a hidden weapon. His subordinate was too careless, so he was unexpectedly injured by His Highness. This subordinate neglected his duty!"

Yes! Everyone knows that Your Highness is a weak woman raised in a boudoir, so naturally they won't take it to heart. It's okay to be careless for a moment.

"What did you find?" Mingkong asked again.

The man in black shook his head: "This subordinate is incompetent and cannot get close to His Highness. Moreover... Your Highness seems to know that someone will come by, so she is very vigilant." For a moment, she seemed to feel that His Highness just warned her.

, and did not kill him. Could it be that she knew who sent her there and knew that he had no ill intentions towards her.

Mingkong frowned and sighed: "That's it! You go ahead and recover." If you can get the token, it's good. If you can't get it, it's just to test the depth of His Highness.

He wandered in the room for a long time, then sat on the futon, unfolded a small piece of paper, and wrote a hurried message. Then he took the pigeon out of the secret room and tied the letter to the pigeon's leg.

Spread out.

The pigeon flapped its wings, making a cooing sound, and landed on the window sill of Beichen Palace.

Mrs. Gan opened her eyes and saw that Nanny He had already put on her clothes and was holding a carrier pigeon in her hand. She took a small bamboo tube from the carrier pigeon's leg.

"Master." Nanny He handed over the bamboo tube. She turned around and turned the oil lamp brighter.

Mrs. Gan took the bamboo tube and took out the sealed note. She looked close to the candlestick and didn't say anything for a long time.

"What?" Nanny He brought the hot milk and went over, "Is there anything that Master Mingkong can't handle?"

Mr. Gan shook his head: "No! It's that girl... who refuses to hand over the things in her hand to my cousin."

Aunt He's heart skipped a beat, and she forced a smile and said, "I never expected that Master Mingkong would also be frustrated."

Mrs. Gan glanced at Aunt He. Her words were obviously trying to avoid the important issue and change the subject. So she said helplessly: "She is getting more and more her own way now. She is used to it."

Although the words were not nice, the tone was gentle and did not sound like he was angry.

Aunt He said: "Didn't the young master know that someone loved her unconditionally, so she dared to do her own thing? Someone loved her, and this is a wanton confidence. In my heart, I am happy for my master. The girl never treats you as an outsider from the bottom of her heart."

Gan's eyes were a little sad: "Do you still remember? When I was a child, I made a fuss to go to the study, but my mother didn't allow it, so I cried endlessly. When I got angry, I even threw a little jade horse. My mother couldn't be beaten by me.

, finally called my father. Seeing that I was crying pitifully, my father coaxed me in every possible way, dressed me up as a book boy, and took me out. In fact, at that time, I was very ignorant. I cried often. This was just a cry.

My children have sweets to eat. I probably know in my heart that they all love me and can’t bear to leave me. That’s why I’m so unscrupulous.”

Aunt He nodded: "That's the truth."

Mrs. Gan slowly closed her eyes: "That's it! Let's do this. Doesn't that girl know that I can't bear to let her go? Aunty, when she is like this, I feel colder than last time. She ignored me and made me feel...

Much more comfortable.”

"Master, being able to protect your children from wind and rain and clean up the mess is something that parents should be proud of." Aunt He whispered, "If you go around the streets, how many parents will scold their children for being ignorant?
To be continued...