In a blink of an eye, the day came for Shen Qinghan to leave the mansion. The Ninth Prince's mansion had just been repaired. Originally, the Ninth Prince was going to come to take Shen Qinghan back in person. However, he was suddenly called into the palace in a hurry and couldn't get away.

General Lin saw that Lin Sishen was recovering well from his injuries in the past two days, so he asked Lin Sishen to escort Shen Qinghan back to the palace.

It happened that it was raining continuously that day. Early in the morning, Lin Sishen stood dejectedly at the door of the house, standing in the cold wind and staring at the raindrops dripping from the eaves, feeling depressed and dazed.

After the unhappy breakup that day, Lin Sishen never saw Shen Qinghan again. If we don't see each other again today, I'm afraid it will be a day to wear wedding clothes to worship heaven and earth.

Lin Sishen waited in the cold wind and drizzle for a long time, and then Shen Qingwan arrived belatedly together with Lan Qing Lv Yin.

Shen Qingwan, dressed in white and with a cold face, caught everyone's attention as soon as she appeared. Lin Sishen looked sideways at the people who were getting closer, bowed his head slightly and bowed respectfully: "Sishen has met the princess."

Shen Qingwan glanced at her lightly. Lin Sishen's pale face was much rosier than that day. She lowered her eyes and closed her head slightly and said in a calm and distant tone: "Mr. Lin, I've been waiting for a long time."

Lin Sishen didn't care much. She shook her head and said softly: "The Ninth Prince is still in the palace. Sishen will send the princess back to the palace today."

"Thank you." Shen Qingwan nodded and walked straight to the chariot under the stone steps.

Lan Qing opened an oil-paper umbrella to cover the top of Shen Qinghan's head. The misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River always carries a hazy mist, which contrasts the woman walking lightly in front of her. Her fair and slender fingertips gently lift the hem of her skirt, and her black hair is flowing in the breeze. Drifting in the drizzle, the scene in front of me is as beautiful as an ink painting.

Lin Sishen raised her eyes and took a look, and was about to follow, but was stopped by Lu Yin with her hand. She tilted her head and said respectfully: "The young master has not yet married the princess, so it is inconvenient for us to ride together."

We all went to Xichen Temple in the same car that day, so why is it inconvenient today? Lin Sishen was a little helpless, but he also knew that this was etiquette, so he raised the corners of his lips and smiled gently: "I can ride a horse."

However, the drizzle in spring was not annoying at all. Lin Sishen watched Shen Qinghan get on the carriage, and then stepped forward and nodded to a general riding a tall horse in front of the carriage.

The general understood the situation and hurriedly jumped off the horse and handed the reins to Lin Sishen. Lin Sishen got on the horse and shook the hand holding the reins slightly, feeling a soreness in his left shoulder.

Before starting the journey, the car curtain was suddenly opened. Lan Qing, who was holding an oil-paper umbrella, walked out, walked quickly to Lin Sishen, and then handed the paper umbrella in his hand to her: "The princess gave it to you. The Lord said that if the young master’s injury has not healed yet, then walk more slowly and don’t be in a hurry.”

Lin Sishen took the paper umbrella, turned around, looked at the carriage, and agreed in a low voice.

Shen Qingwan's approach was always so light, as if it was just a moment of careful care, making people not feel bored at all.

The bluestone slabs underfoot were wetted by the rain, and the horses' hooves made a crisp clicking sound. Both sides of the street were filled with vendors hiding under the eaves to take shelter from the rain, with idle groups chatting quietly in groups.

Lin Sishen's appearance was obviously particularly eye-catching, and many eyes fell on her, looking at her vaguely. People who often went in and out of the capital knew her. In the past few days, she had performed well in the spring hunting, and she had become a street presence in the capital. of conversation.

Lin Sishen was not squinting. She was riding a tall horse and holding a paper fan in one hand. A strand of hair fell from the jade crown on her forehead, making her look more casual and lazy.

She had a good ear and could hear the people on both sides talking in low voices as they looked at her.

"The young master looks much calmer."

"You're almost getting married now, so it's time to be more steady."

"I heard that the young master showed bravery in the spring hunting. He was seriously injured in order to save the Holy Emperor. Not only did he capture the assassin by himself, he also hunted and killed a tiger. He is indeed the son of a general."

"We usually make mistakes."

"As soon as the princess entered the capital, the young master has never gotten into trouble. How can he still achieve this level of success?"

"So it's the princess's credit. With such a good wife, the young master will definitely have smooth sailing in the future."

In just two short months, the people in the capital's impression of this handsome young master from the General's Mansion had undergone earth-shaking changes, but everyone seemed to unanimously attribute her change to Shen Qinghan.

The General's Mansion is in the south of the city, and the Royal Mansion is in the east of the city, close to the Forbidden City. If you want to go to the Royal Mansion, you must pass through the west of the city.

When passing through the west of the city, Lin Sishen caught a glimpse of a closed shop from the corner of his eye. The shop seemed to have not yet opened. The door was closed tightly. The plaque hanging on it was still brand new. There were red wedding satin tied on both sides. There were five Yunji Rouge Shops. The large characters attract the eye.

A dark light flashed in Lin Sishen's eyes, and she vaguely guessed something in her heart. She thought that she would need to go to Li Luona tonight to verify it.

Just as she was stunned for a moment, a look suddenly came from the wooden window with a crack in the attic of the shop.

Lin Sishen looked up, but did not see anyone standing by the window. He only saw a corner of red clothes flashing past quickly.

She turned her head and sighed secretly, pulled the reins and let the horse speed up and move forward.

Not long after, Lin Sishen sent Shen Qingwan to the gate of the palace. The butler who had been waiting for him hurriedly called someone to greet him when he saw the carriage stop.

Lin Sishen jumped off the horse and saw Shen Qingwan slowly stepping out of the carriage surrounded by people. Then he stepped forward and said, "Now that the princess has been sent back to the palace, it's time for Sishen to go back."

Shen Qingwan glanced at her sideways, with an expression that was neither cold nor indifferent: "Master Lin, there is no need to be so impatient. I think you have been to the palace before, so why not go in and have a seat."

The old butler, who had white hair and beard and a rosy face, took a step forward, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "This should be the future Lord Commander. My prince is coming back soon. Why don't you stay and wait? I have met the prince." Let’s go back later.”

When they all arrived at the palace, it would be unreasonable not to meet her future father-in-law, so Lin Sishen immediately agreed.

After Shen Qingwan arrived at the palace, she returned to her boudoir first, leaving the old housekeeper to entertain Lin Sishen in the hall.

There were many landscape paintings hanging on the hall, most of them by famous artists. After Lin Sishen looked at it for a while, she coughed slightly and turned to look at the housekeeper who had been accompanying her. She asked softly and gently: "What's your surname, sir?" "

"Young general, you are really insulting this old slave. I have served the prince for decades, and my prince gave me the surname Shen. I am loyal. If you don't mind, young general, just call me loyal uncle."

Being given a surname by the Ninth Prince and having stayed in the palace for decades, I thought that Shen Zhong should be the prince's confidant and his status in the palace was extraordinary. Thinking of this, Lin Sishen smiled lightly, cupped his hands and said, "Uncle Zhong, you're welcome. "

Shen Zhong always had a respectful smile on his face, and he looked like an amiable old man. He was respectful but not flattering when facing guests. Seeing Lin Sishen sitting in the hall doing nothing, he suggested: "Young general, The prince has not come back yet, why don't you let me take you around the palace?"

Lin Sishen stood up and said with a smile: "If that's the case, then I'll trouble Uncle Zhong."

Shen Zhong took Lin Sishen around the palace. Along the way, he followed Lin Sishen and introduced them out loud from time to time. He knew every flower and plant in the palace by heart.

Lin Sishen clasped her hands behind her back. She looked around and suddenly smiled in a low voice and said, "I haven't returned to the capital for many years. Uncle Zhong is still so familiar with the palace?"

Uncle Zhong waved his hands and said humbly: "This is the duty of a slave. The master does not need to know about the chores in the house, but the old slave has to take care of every brick for the master."

Soon Shen Zhong led Lin Sishen to the back garden of the palace. This place was much larger than the back garden of the general's palace. The flowers, plants and trees were trimmed very neatly. At first glance, the flowers were colorful and colorful.

Lin Sishen just glanced at it and then turned his attention to a small courtyard standing alone in the corner of the back garden.

Shen Zhong kept observing her expression and followed her gaze. He suddenly smiled and explained: "Little general, the yard you are looking at is the medicine house of my princess."

Lin Sishen was a little surprised: "The princess also knows pharmacology?"

Shen Zhong nodded: "Yes, my princess is not only proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also very interested in pharmacology. On weekdays, the princess likes to search for some rare medical books. A young lady from an ordinary family will definitely be happy if she receives some rouge powder, but My princess would be very happy if she could get a unique medical book."

Lin Sishen was keenly aware of what Shen Zhong seemed to be reminding her. She pursed her lips and said with a smile: "The princess is indeed a strange woman."

Shen Zhong smiled and continued: "The old slave has watched the princess grow up, so he naturally knows the princess's temperament. The princess never likes to trouble others, and she will definitely not make any requests to the young general. This medicine There is one palace in Luqingzhou, and there is also one here."

This reminder was so obvious that Lin Sishen naturally heard what he meant. She lowered her eyes and smiled softly: "Uncle Zhong, Si Shen understands what he means. After the princess enters the house, Sishen will definitely allocate land to build a building for the princess." Medicine House."

Shen Zhong nodded with satisfaction. He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Little General, I think it's almost time for the prince to return to the palace. Why don't you go back to the hall and wait, little General?"

After following Shen Zhong back to the hall, the Ninth Prince came back not long after. As soon as he stepped into the threshold and saw Lin Sishen, he frowned.

Lin Sishen stood up, cupped her hands towards him, and saluted respectfully: "Sishen has met the Ninth Prince."

The Ninth Prince nodded perfunctorily, then looked at Shen Zhong who was standing aside. After taking the tea cup from him, he asked, "Hun'er is back?"

Shen Zhong lowered his head respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, the princess is resting in the house."

The Ninth Prince took a sip of tea and then waved his hand: "Uncle Zhong, please go down first. I have a few words to say to Lin Sishen."

After Shen Zhong left, only Lin Sishen and the Ninth Prince were left in the hall, and the atmosphere instantly became a little awkward.

The Ninth Prince brushed his clothes and asked casually: "How are you on the road?"

Lin Sishen stood beside him, narrowed his eyes and said: "Report to the prince, the journey will be smooth."

The Ninth Prince nodded. He stood with his hands behind his hands and his eyes fell on Lin Sishen. Seeing that her posture was quite respectful, he took a deep breath and said, "Last time, you performed well in the spring hunting. Today, my brother told me that , after you and Huer get married, go to the Ministry of War to report on your duties, and the imperial edict should be issued tomorrow."

"Sishen knows."

After saying these two sentences, the Ninth Prince frowned and drove away impatiently: "It's nothing, just go back."

The Ninth Prince had always disliked Lin Sishen, and Lin Sishen didn't want to get along with him. After giving the banishment order, Lin Sishen immediately agreed: "Your Majesty, then Sishen has to say goodbye."

Just as Lin Sishen couldn't wait to step out of the threshold, Shen Qinghan's voice suddenly came from behind: "Master Lin, wait a minute."

Lin Sishen closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then turned around and said with a smile: "I dare to ask the princess to stop Sishen, but what's the matter?"

Shen Qingwan rarely changed into a green robe, with a few bamboo leaves embroidered with silver thread on the lapel. She looked elegant and graceful. After her eyes lightly passed over Lin Sishen, she looked at the Ninth Prince with a smile, and said softly He said: "Father, it's almost time for lunch, why don't you leave Mr. Lin to have lunch before leaving."

The Ninth Prince lowered his face and glanced at Lin Sishen, as if he blamed her for walking too slowly. But Shen Qingwan opened her mouth, so the Ninth Prince could only nod and said: "That's fine, let's stay, so as not to worry about it." Lin Zheng said that the king had neglected his son."

No, Lin Sishen really wanted to be ignored by him. She had a warm smile on her face, but she was secretly thinking that she was unlucky.

The feeling of being in the same room with Shen Qingwan and the Ninth Prince was extremely unbearable. The Ninth Prince was sitting in the front seat, his eyes kept staring at Lin Sishen intentionally or unintentionally, as if to guard against a thief.

Even if she moved slightly, the Ninth Prince's eyes would also drift over. If she accidentally glanced at Shen Qingwen, the Ninth Prince's eyes would be as if he wanted to eat her, and his face would be visible to the naked eye. The speed instantly went dark.

Lin Sishen straightened his back and put his hands on his knees, looking straight ahead, fearing that he would get into trouble with the Ninth Prince again and get a blow from his eyes.

During the silent confrontation between the two, Shen Qingwan seemed much more relaxed. She turned her head and glanced at the old Ninth Prince who had been staring at Lin Sishen with a pulled face. A smile appeared on his face, and she reminded him softly. He said: "Father, we have returned to the palace, why don't you go and change out of the court uniform?"

The Ninth Prince looked at her, and his expression suddenly softened a lot: "It's not too late to change after lunch."

After all, he just didn't want Lin Sishen to be alone with Shen Qinghan under his nose.

Shen Qingwen shook his head slightly and said, "Father, you'd better go and change into casual clothes."

After saying the words twice, the Ninth Prince finally understood what Shen Qinghan meant. His precious daughter just wanted to get rid of him.

As expected, women are not allowed to stay in college.

He gave Lin Sishen a sullen look, then stood up helplessly and said, "That's all, I will go and change out of my court clothes first."

In the blink of an eye, only Shen Qinghan and Lin Sishen were left in the hall, and the maids who served were all guarding the door.

Lin Sishen breathed a sigh of relief as soon as the Ninth Prince left. It wasn't that she was afraid of the Ninth Prince, but she felt a little awkward facing his anti-thief gaze.

Shen Qingwan's eyes fell on her, and he suddenly raised his lips and said with a smile: "I will make things difficult for you by keeping you here."

Lin Sishen shook her head and glanced at Shen Qingwan from the corner of her eye. Seeing that her expression did not seem to be as cold as that day, she smiled and said, "That's okay. We will always get along with each other in the future."

Shen Qingwen stood up suddenly. She walked slowly to Lin Sishen and looked at her condescendingly. A dark light flashed in her cold eyes: "Has Young Master Lin established his tea business in Qingzhou recently?"

Lin Sishen's hands hanging on his knees slowly tightened, with a clear smile still on his face: "The princess is really well-informed. Sishen really wants to open two tea shops in Qingzhou."

Shen Qingwan narrowed her eyes and said softly: "The tea business in Qingzhou has never been easy. If Mr. Lin really plans to open a tea shop in Qingzhou, he will probably make less and lose more."

The light fragrance of Shen Qingwan could be felt next to her nose. The beautiful woman in front of her lowered her eyebrows slightly, and her delicate facial features seemed to have a touch of warmth. But the words that came out of her mouth made Lin Sishen's back shiver.

Lin Sishen stopped and straightened her back, and looked directly into Shen Qingwan's eyes: "So it turns out that Sishen doesn't understand the market in Qingzhou. Since the princess has said so, Sishen will call the people back tomorrow."

Shen Qingwan smiled faintly: "That's not necessary. Knowing that they are Mr. Lin's people, Na Qinghan wants to fulfill his friendship as a landlord, so we should first invite them to visit Qingzhou for a few days, and then Qinghan will send someone to send them back. "

Lin Sishen lowered his eyes and said politely: "If the princess sends someone to take care of her, Sishen will feel more at ease. If she wants to do business in Qingzhou again in the future, Sishen should ask the princess for advice first."

After hearing what she said, Shen Qinghan turned around, her back to Lin Sishen, and her tone was calm: "Qinghan has just stayed in Qingzhou for a long time, and knows a thing or two about Qingzhou's commercial market. If Mr. Lin really wants to work in Qingzhou, It’s not impossible to do business in Qingzhou.”

"What does the princess mean?" Lin Sishen slowly closed her eyes and released her fists on her knees.

Shen Qingwan, who had his back turned to her, pondered for a moment and then asked softly: "I heard that Mr. Lin's business in Yongzhou is doing very well."

Lin Sishen's expression was stern. She quickly opened her eyes and stood up and said seriously: "If you want to do business in Qingzhou, it's better not to be cautious. I didn't think carefully before. After all, Qingzhou is too far away from the capital."

Shen Qingwen turned around. The distance between the two was only one step, which might seem a little too close to outsiders.

Looking at the person in front of her with a half-smile, Shen Qinghan narrowed her eyes and curled her lips, and her voice suddenly became much softer: "Young Master Lin is a business genius. In just two years, his business has spread all over the Jin Kingdom."

Lin Sishen raised her eyebrows calmly, and she said quickly in a low voice: "Does the princess want to cooperate with Sishen?"

Shen Qingwan tilted her head slightly, a smile flashed across her clear eyes: "I'm afraid Mr. Lin won't."

Lin Sishen looked at her motionless and said with a smile: "If the princess is willing to put down the capital, Sishen will be happy to ask for it."

Shen Qingwen's face suddenly became closer. She leaned closer to Lin Sishen, her thin lips slightly opened and she exhaled: "I think we can slowly discuss this matter in the future."

The light fragrance of the person in front of her smelled better the closer she got. Lin Sishen pursed her lips. Her eyes flickered and she turned her head. A strand of hair brushed across her face, causing her to subconsciously raise her hand to pick it up. open.

The soft and smooth hair was entangled with the fingertips. For a brief moment, Shen Qinghan was stunned and suddenly stretched out his hand. His white fingertips lifted the strand of hair and tucked it behind the ear. Because he was so close, Lin Sishen's eyes followed. Then it went and landed on her white ear.

A layer of fine, almost invisible fuzz can be vaguely seen on the small and white auricles, which looks so cute that you want to reach out and pinch it.

Fortunately, Lin Sishen didn't make a move, and Shen Qinghua also noticed her gaze. She frowned slightly, a trace of embarrassment flashed in her eyes, and then she took two steps back with a cold snort.

When the Ninth Prince changed into plain clothes and returned to the hall, the two of them had already separated. Lin Sishen was still sitting obediently with his hands on his knees, while Shen Qingwan stood at the table and poured tea.

Seeing the Ninth Prince coming, Lin Sishen raised his head, blinked his bright black eyes, with a well-behaved and calm look on his face.

After a while, the maids brought the dishes to the table. Lin Sishen found a seat at random and sat down. However, the Ninth Prince frowned and saw Lin Sishen and Shen Qinghan face to face. He pointed to his left side and motioned for Lin Sishen to sit over. .

Lin Sishen had no choice but to sit over. The Ninth Prince sat in the main seat. Shen Qinghan was far away, but Lin Sishen and the Ninth Prince were close to each other.

The food on the table was full of fragrant fish and meat. Lin Sishen only ate two pieces of tofu in front of him. He wanted to take a few bites and then leave.

But when the Ninth Prince saw that she only ate tofu, he frowned dissatisfied and said, "Look at how thin you are, and you still only eat vegetables and tofu."

Lin Sishen raised her head and was about to speak when she saw the Ninth Prince put a piece of fatty pork in her bowl. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "A man, eat more meat and grow stronger. It looks like this That’s how powerful you are.”

"Thank you so much, Your Majesty." Lin Sishen looked at the fatty piece of pork in front of him and felt his stomach churn.

During this time, she was recovering from her injuries at home, and her grandmother made chicken soup for her every day. Now she feels nauseous when she sees meat.

But this piece of meat was given to her by the Ninth Prince. This was love from her future father-in-law. How could she dare to refuse?

Under the sharp eyes of the Ninth Prince and Shen Qingwen's half-smiling gaze, Lin Sishen could only smile, pick up the piece of meat and stuff it into his mouth.

After one bite, his mouth was filled with oil. Lin Sishen swallowed it hard, then stiffly smiled at the Ninth Prince.

"It seems that you still like to eat meat." The Ninth Prince smiled happily, picked up another piece of meat and put it in her bowl: "Then eat some more."

Lin Sishen took a deep breath and finally couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Shen Qinghan.

Shen Qingwen understood almost instantly that Lin Sishen was asking for help. She narrowed her eyes, raised her lips, smiled, and finally spoke to help Lin Sishen: "Father, she is injured. How can she eat these greasy things? It is better to be lighter. "

Hearing what Shen Qingwan said, the smile on the Ninth Prince's face suddenly disappeared. He sighed in a muffled voice and said, "Huan'er cares about him."

Fortunately, the Ninth Prince did not embarrass Lin Sishen anymore. After lunch, Lin Sishen hurriedly said goodbye to the Ninth Prince Shen Qinghan, and then left the palace on horseback as if fleeing.

That night, Lin Sishen took advantage of the darkness to go find Li Luo.

This time Lin Sishen did not climb over the wall sneakily like the previous two times, but knocked on the door beforehand. Every time she came back, it was the fourth watch, and ordinary people had long fallen asleep. In the empty streets, there were only people wearing black clothes. Wearing clothes, she blended perfectly into the night.

After waiting for a while, the mahogany door opened a gap with a creak, and Li Luo's face loomed inside.

Li Luo seemed a little surprised by Lin Sishen's appearance today. After all, in the past, Lin Sishen would only come to look for her after Liu Ce showed off Clivia.

Li Luo's eyes flashed slightly, and after hesitating for a while, she opened the door and let Lin Sishen in: "Liu Ce's Clivia is not on display, why are you here today?"

Lin Sishen turned sideways and passed by Li Luo, and keenly smelled a faint smell of blood from her body. She stood behind the door and watched Li Luo hang the door latch, and then asked softly: "Is someone here? No. Is it convenient to see me?"

Li Luo turned his back to her and lowered his head, and responded in a calm tone: "Yes, a junior brother in the sect."

Lin Sishen frowned slightly and said, "In that case, I'll come back tomorrow."

Li Luo turned around slowly, with a gentle smile on his fair and beautiful face, but his dark eyes still contained a chilling look that had not gone away: "It's no inconvenience, just go in."

Li Luo seemed a little different today than usual. The smell of blood on her body and the murderous look in her eyes reminded Lin Sishen of the scene when he first met her.

Pushing open the half-open door, Lin Sishen looked up and met a pair of extremely frightened eyes.

The smell of blood filled the room, and Lin Sishen frowned and took a look.

Inside the house, a man in black clothes, who looked to be in his teens, with a delicate and childlike appearance was kneeling on the ground. On the floor around him, there was a large area of ​​sticky scarlet blood.

The man looked pale and covered his left arm with his right hand. His hand seemed to be injured, and the wound was still bleeding.

After seeing Lin Sishen enter, he was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Li Luo behind Lin Sishen, then his pupils dilated and he lowered his head in fear and trembled, looking like he must be extremely scared.

Li Luo's sword was placed on the wooden table nearby, with a few drops of fine blood on its white, shimmering blade.

Lin Sishen understood the scene in front of her with just one glance. She turned back and glanced meaningfully at Li Luo. She didn't say anything, but walked slowly to the window with her back to the two of them without speaking.

Li Luo closed the door and walked in slowly. Every time she took a step, the man couldn't help but tremble. Until Li Luo walked up to her, the man finally couldn't help but kneel on the ground and begged in a low voice.

: "Please, senior sister, please go around me this time."

Li Luo raised his hand to hold the sword on the table with cold eyes. The man noticed her movement and was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. He held his breath and curled up like a tamed lamb, lying down

Even if he was facing a butcher's knife on the chopping board, he would not dare to resist at all.

The long sword made a crisp sound as it was sheathed. Li Luo raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Sishen, who was standing silently by the window. Then he looked at the man and slowly said: "It's a small punishment, I won't do it again."

Hearing this, the man felt as if he was receiving an amnesty. He hurriedly kowtowed three times in front of Li Luo: "Thank you, senior sister, for your kindness. Thank you, senior sister, for your kindness."

Li Luo threw a black porcelain bottle from his sleeve to him, and then said coldly: "If you miss it again next time, I shouldn't need to remind you of the consequences."

Lin Sishen stood in front of the window with her eyes closed. She could hear the conversation between the two people behind her, but she seemed not to hear it. These were the rules of Li Luo's affairs in An Yin Hall, and she had no right to interfere or ask.

After the man left with the porcelain bottle, Li Luo raised his eyes to look at Lin Sishen, a smile slowly appeared on his cold face: "Are you scared?"

Lin Sishen turned around, and the man who just now had not taken off the black scarf on her face was still there. At this time, he only revealed a pair of clear eyes.

She smiled helplessly, looked at the blood on the ground, and asked, "I'm not a kind-hearted person."

People who have entered An Yin Hall have long disregarded life and death. They have sold their lives. Whether they live or die depends on themselves. And Li Luo is also a member of An Yin Hall. If one day she also fails.

.

I'm afraid the punishment she received would only be ten thousand times more severe than that of the man just now.

Thinking of this, she raised her eyes and looked at Li Luo, her dark and deep eyes full of complex expressions.

Li Luo lowered his eyes and smiled, tilted his head and asked softly: "Is your injury healed?"

"Yes." Lin Sishen nodded. She sighed softly and said, "It's just a skin injury. It will take a few days to heal."

Li Luo looked at her left shoulder and was stunned for a while before he smiled and said: "You have made a great contribution this time. You have joined the Ministry of War and will become a majestic general like your father in the future."

Lin Sishen shook his head helplessly: "What I'm afraid of is that one day I will go to the battlefield."

After saying that, she remembered the rouge shop she saw in the west of the city today, and asked softly: "Has Yunliu's matter been settled?"

Under the dim candlelight, Li Luo's face was soft and graceful. She nodded and said: "It's done. She has now opened a rouge shop in the west of the city called Yunji. I heard that it will open tomorrow. Do you want it?"

Want to support me?"

Lin Sishen came over and sat next to Li Luo. She pulled off the black scarf on her face. She shook her head thoughtfully and said, "Well, I'd better not provoke her."

Li Luo responded casually, then looked at Lin Sishen's face, and suddenly smiled and said: "Why do I feel that you have gained some weight after recuperating for a few days?"

Lin Sishen's expression froze. She stretched out her hand to touch her face unnaturally, and then sighed: "Forget it, my grandmother has stewed a lot of chicken soup for me these days. She said it would replenish my vitality. A bowl of it

A bowl of it was poured into my stomach, and now I feel like vomiting when I smell the chicken soup."

Li Luo looked away and smiled faintly: "Someone is thinking about you, so you should be content."

Her seemingly casual response made Lin Sishen a little stunned. She lowered her head silently and changed the subject: "Any news recently?"

Li Luo frowned slightly and replied: "After the Lao envoy was imprisoned, all parties were ready to take action. Liu Ce sent people to sneak into Youzhou secretly, and planted many informants outside the Qingguo Palace."

Lin Sishen took a deep breath and thought in a low voice: "Duke Qinguo and the envoy from Laos, why did Liu Ce send people to monitor Youzhou and Duke Qing's government at the same time? Is there any connection between them?"

Seeing that she was thoughtful, Li Luo expressed his thoughts: "Duke Qingguo is the prince's son. If Duke Qingguo really has contact with the Lao envoy, then the matter should be related to the prince."

"The assassin who assassinated the emperor last time was also a Lao spy." Lin Sishen frowned more and more tightly. She seemed to see the second prince quietly opening a net: "I'm afraid the matter is not that simple. Your Majesty has always

He hates Laos very much, and the person who assassinated him now is a Lao national. If peace talks cannot be held, war may break out again."

Li Luo nodded: "That's something to talk about later. If Liu Ce makes any move, I will definitely notify you as soon as possible. But at this time, it's better for us to continue to stand still."

Lin Sishen smiled softly and said: "I will not take action easily. All I need now is a complete intelligence network, a dark network that penetrates the world." Then she raised her eyes, with a fierce and confident light shining in her deep eyes.

: "And I want to be the center of this network."

Li Luo lazily held up his forehead and looked at her with a half-smile: "There is no news about the people sent to Qingzhou. I'm afraid your network cannot penetrate into the territory of your beautiful princess."

Speaking of this news, Lin Sishen couldn't help but think of the conversation he had with Shen Qinghan at the palace today.

Ever since she learned that Shen Qinghan was involved in the court, Lin Sishen secretly sent people to Qingzhou to investigate. Now these people are obviously detained by Shen Qinghan. As long as Shen Qinghan is here, it will be extremely difficult for her to infiltrate Qingzhou.

Lin Sishen shook his head helplessly and sighed: "The Ninth Prince's fiefdom is in Qingzhou. With Shen Qinghan's ability, it would be extraordinary if our people could penetrate Qingzhou."

Li Luo chuckled softly, and a cunning light flashed in her eyes: "You seem to have a high opinion of her, is it possible that you fell short in front of her again?"

Lin Sishen frowned and said, "She is really hard to figure out. Even now, I haven't been able to find out her details."

Li Luo stood up: "You are about to get married anyway. When you become shipmates, she will always reveal some news to you."

Lin Sishen looked at her helplessly and said nothing.

Li Luo walked straight to the wooden table next to the bed. She put a pot of wine on the table and said with a smile: "I bought a jar of bamboo leaves today, but you want to drink two glasses with me."

"When did you become so interested?" Lin Sishen lowered his eyes and saw that there was only one wine glass on the table. It seemed that if she didn't come, Li Luo would be planning to drink alone.

Li Luo smiled, took another wine glass, and placed it in front of Lin Sishen: "I just want to drink suddenly."

Holding the pot and pouring the wine, a strong aroma of wine hit his nostrils. Lin Sishen lowered his eyes and looked at the golden and slightly green wine in the wine cup. He stepped forward to take a sniff, raised his eyebrows and touched his palms with a smile. He said: "You will know it is good wine when you smell it."

Li Luo was really surprised today. A person who was usually extremely restrained actually drank three glasses of wine in a row, and then looked at Lin Sishen lazily with his forehead raised.

Lin Sishen is not like Li Luo. She tastes the wine in small sips.

Lin Sishen loved bamboo leaf green. Although the wound was healed, after drinking a glass of wine, she couldn't help but push the wine cup to Li Luo with bright eyes: "One more glass."

Li Luo pressed the wine bottle, her fair and plain face seemed to be stained with a layer of blush. She smiled crazily and tilted her head and said: "You can only drink one drink."

"Stingy." Lin Sishen curled his lips, then stared at Li Luo for a long time, and suddenly asked seriously: "What a good day today is."

Li Luo squinted his narrow eyes and looked at her intently for a long time, and then said in a long and lazy voice: "It's just an ordinary day."

Lin Sishen saw that there seemed to be some alcohol on her face, so he frowned and asked, "You're not drunk, are you?"

Li Luo didn't say anything, just shook his head slightly, then stood up, and suddenly issued an order to expel guests: "You should leave, Mr. Lin, it will be dawn in the evening."

Lin Sishen didn't say anything, he just stood up and nodded: "It's really time to go."

"I send you."

After crossing the yard, Li Luo led her to the gate. Lin Sishen stepped out of the threshold and looked back at Li Luo, and reminded her with a smile: Remember to close the windows in the cold weather tonight."

What Lin Sishen said was a bit strange. After Li Luo watched her leave, he turned around and returned to the house.

Remembering Lin Sishen's deliberate reminder, she walked straight to the window without stopping. On the slightly open window coffin, shrouded in the cold white moonlight, a delicate rectangular wooden box was placed on the window sill.

Li Luo was startled. She raised her hand to pick up the wooden box, and her white bare hands gently brushed the ebony box carved with blossoming lotus flowers.

After opening the wooden box, a bright and clear white jade hairpin comes into view. The hairpin body is carved with exquisite and simple patterns, and a lifelike white jade lotus hangs from the head of the hairpin on a silver chain. Although it looks elegant and simple, it is also out of the ordinary.

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The workmanship of the hosta is extremely beautiful and exquisite, and it should be worth a lot of money.

There was only a hosta in the wooden box, and Lin Sishen did not leave a single word. But Li Luo instantly understood that although she had never said it, Lin Sishen still knew that today was her birthday.

As for why Lin Sishen gave her a hairpin, maybe it was a promise.

Under the moonlight, Li Luo lowered her head slightly. She raised her hand to take off the wooden hairpin from her hair. Her black hair flowed down like a waterfall, and there was a gentle and graceful smile on her pure and beautiful face.

After Lin Sishen returned to the general's residence, he took off his night clothes and then took off the clothes to reveal the scar on his shoulder.

The scar on her shoulder is not too long, only about half a finger long. However, the scar that has just healed has not yet been replaced with new skin. From a distance, it looks like an insect lying on her shoulder. It is ugly as hell.

She took a white porcelain bottle at hand, poured some white ointment on her fingertips, and then applied it to the wound.

This medicine was the pear blossom ointment that Shen Qingwen gave her last time. It was said that it could fade scars. This was the first time Lin Sishen had used it, and she didn't know if the effect could be so miraculous.

The ointment has a light floral fragrance, which is refreshing when applied to the wound. When Lin Sishen was lying on the bed, the fragrance of pear blossoms lingered around her, which seemed to have a soothing effect.

Lin Sishen squinted her eyes and felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier. After a while, she yawned and closed her eyes.

But a second before she fell asleep, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

Shen Qinghan never came to see her in the days when she was seriously injured. When she came to see her, Shen Qinghan gave her the ointment, and Mo Zhu said that the medicine seemed to have been just prepared.

In addition, when she went to the palace today, she learned from Shen Zhong that Shen Qinghan was also proficient in pharmacology, so it is possible that the pear blossom paste was prepared by Shen Qinghan in those days.

Although this was possible, Lin Sishen still had some doubts. If Shen Qinghan had specially prepared it for her, why didn't Shen Qinghan tell her? If he really wanted to win over her, it would be more effective to speak out.

Unless Shen Qingwen just wanted to wait for her to find out on her own, and even Shen Zhong's revelation was secretly instructed by her, would it make Lin Sishen find out by accident even more clearly that she had good intentions?

The drowsy Lin Sishen suddenly opened her eyes because she thought of another strange place.

In Shen Qinghan's eyes, she was just a grown man. It was just a scar on a man's body, so who would care.

Why did Shen Qinghan put so much effort into making pear blossom ointment to remove scars for a man?

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