In fact, Lin Sishen was quite curious about Chen Qingwan. After all, the only woman who had forgotten by her after she woke up from her serious injury was not only married to her, but also had a private contract with her.

Although the contractual relationship between them seemed not strong, her ex-wife turned her back and turned against her just to vent her anger on her lover.

On the way to the royal palace, Lin Sishen sat in the carriage, flipping through a file in a row. He didn't know what she was looking at. He raised his eyebrows from time to time and smiled with interest, and frowned from time to time and looked dark.

Mo Zhu seemed a little uneasy from the side. She always raised her eyes from time to time and looked at Lin Sishen with a silence. But when she spoke, she seemed to feel inappropriate. She repeated it over and over again for a while, but she still closed her mouth.

Lin Sishen naturally noticed Mo Zhu's strangeness, but she didn't care much. She just closed the file and smiled, raised her eyes and looked at Mo Zhu, threw the file aside, and sighed meaningfully: "My lady looks really not simple."

When Mo Zhu heard this, he glanced at the corner of his eyes and saw that there was no pen and ink on the cover, and only the side line sealed, he circled a word with black ink. Because it was a bit far away, it was a small character with fly heads. Mo Zhu didn't see clearly for a while, so he paid more attention to it.

Lin Sishen followed her gaze and picked up the file, smiled softly and handed it to Mo Zhu: "If you are curious, why not open it yourself and see what is recorded in it."

After handing the file in front of him, Mo Zhu then realized that the words circled in black ink were the current emperor surname and the character Chen.

Her face changed slightly, and she hurriedly lowered her eyes and said, "I don't dare."

Lin Sishen shook his head helplessly, put the file beside her, and whispered: "Why do you and me need to see each other? It's okay to see."

After saying that, she flicked her sleeves and tightened her clothes, and said with a smile: "Actually, there is nothing written on it. It just records the big and small chores that Chen Qingwan has done in the capital over the years. If you and your mother don't want to tell me, I can only send you a file and take a look at it myself, so I can keep a clear idea in my heart before seeing her."

Mo Zhu pursed her lips and turned her head restlessly. She didn't want Lin Sishen and Chen Qingwan to have any interaction, but she knew that this could not be stopped. She was afraid that the more someone stopped him, Lin Sishen would become more curious about Chen Qingwan.

Seeing Mo Zhu avoiding Chen Qingwan so much, Lin Sishen was indeed more curious about Chen Qingwan: "Mo Zhu, since Chen Qingwan knows my identity, how did I get along with her on weekdays when she was in the mansion?"

Mo Zhu hesitated for a moment, and said slowly half-true and half-fake: "The princess has eliminated the time of meals and rest in one day, and she stays in the study room when she is free and rarely goes out. The prince and the princess... seem to be respectful and peaceful, but in fact they are secretly guarding against speculation."

When Lin Sishen and Shen Qingwan got married, they got along like this. Mo Zhu's words were not considered a lie to Lin Sishen.

Lin Sishen only glanced at Mo Zhu and felt at ease. She nodded in agreement and said, "I think so. She is the aide of the Fourth Prince, and I was assigned by the second prince in private, so I was the master of each of them, so naturally I couldn't get on the same boat."

While speaking, Lin Sishen touched the jade pendant on his waist, gently stroked the lines on his head with his fingertips, and thought and said, "According to the documentary, this woman's wits are all masters. If she just wants to vent her anger for her lover and make such a trip to me, it really doesn't fit her demeanor strategy. I think she should have other plans to do this."

Mo Zhu asked according to her words: "What does the young master mean?"

Lin Sishen's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice: "In my opinion, she clearly wants to give me a warning and attract me to come to see her."

In fact, as long as you know the entanglement between Lin Sishen and Chen Qingwan, Chen Qingwan's intention will be obvious. Mo Zhu naturally knew it, but she was suffering.

The carriage drove smoothly across the street, and soon arrived at the gate of the palace, and was stopped by the guards.

Lin Sishen sat in the carriage, raised his hand and opened the curtain to look out, and saw the coachman step forward and whispering to the guard. The guard listened expressionlessly, nodded from time to time, and then pretended to scan the carriage unintentionally.

Through the gap in the car curtain, Lin Sishen looked at the guard. The man immediately withdrew his gaze and said righteously that he wanted to go back to report to the prince. After that, he turned around and walked towards the door of the mansion.

Lin Sishen stopped his hand, leaned lazily into the carriage, curled his lips slightly with a smile and said, "Mo Zhu, we should wait in front of others for a while today."

When Mo Zhu heard this, he hurriedly suggested: "Since they are deliberately embarrassed, then we might as well go home."

Lin Sishen rubbed his sore temples and said slowly: "It's not really a dilemma. After all, Chen Qingwan and I were separated for a long time, and we had a fuss with Wen Xingren. With the temper of the Ninth Prince, it was reasonable to keep me out."

Mo Zhu was a little puzzled: "Young Master said this, why should we make things boring?"

Lin Sishen shook his head and smiled, "No, we have something to do today. Don't Chen Qingwan want to see me? We just need to wait patiently for half an hour and give the Ninth Prince enough face. When the time comes, he will naturally open the door of the royal palace and ask someone to invite me into it."

As Lin Sishen expected, when the Ninth Prince heard that Lin Sishen was visiting, he immediately asked someone to drive Lin Sishen away. Ke Lanqing appeared at the right time and explained the whole story with the Ninth Prince.

Although the Ninth Prince was angry with Lin Sishen, after getting angry, he still agreed to let Lin Sishen enter the mansion. However, he insisted that Lin Sishen wait outside the door for half an hour, give her a warning before he was willing to let her enter.

Lan Qing could not resist him, and let her persuade her, the Ninth Prince refused to let go, so she had no choice but to go back and report to Chen Qingwan.

Lin Sishen never got off the carriage from the beginning to the end, and he seized the opportunity to close his eyes and take a nap for a while. Half an hour passed, she stretched her waist and woke up quietly, calling Mo Zhu to get off the car with her.

The two of them stepped onto the stone steps one after another, and the butler of the royal palace, Bo Zhong, hurried to invite Lin Sishen into the mansion.

When the thin, smart, white-haired old man saw Lin Sishen, he slowly leaned over and said respectfully: "Little man Chen Zhong, I have seen Lord Lin. The prince didn't like to be disturbed by the military affairs. Then he felt wronged that Lord Lin was waiting in front of the door. It was really rude."

He was busy dealing with military confidential matters, but this reason was quite high-sounding. Lin Sishen curled his lips and smiled, and exchanged a few greetings with the housekeeper Chen Zhong, and then he finally entered the house under his guidance.

Lin Sishen's expression was so calm that she could not make any noise. She slowly followed Shen Zhong into the hospitality hall and saw the ninth prince who was sitting in front of the hall with a dark face.

The Ninth Prince's attitude towards Lin Sishen has changed several times, but after going around in circles, it seems that he has returned to the past. He was not polite to Lin Sishen, and he didn't care that Lin Sishen had just escaped from death not long ago. He just responded coldly and ignored him a few times, then left Lin Sishen with anger on his face and left angrily.

In the heart of the Ninth Prince, Lin Sishen was still the unyielding playboy who was unrepentant and unrestrained. The ending was just a retribution.

Although Lin Sishen mostly forgot about Chen Qingwan, she had already figured out the Ninth Prince's temperament before she returned to the capital. In addition, she was now separated from Chen Qingwan, and the Ninth Prince's attitude towards her was also expected.

After the Ninth Prince left, Lin Sishen and Mo Zhu were waiting for Chen Qingwan in the hall. After waiting for a while, Chen Qingwan never showed up. Instead, Lan Qing, the maid beside her, ran over and said that the county chief invited Lin Sishen to see him in the back garden of the palace.

After waiting for a long time, Mo Zhu, who had always been calm and restrained, became impatient abnormally. He frowned and looked annoyed as he went to the back garden.

Lin Sishen knew that she had been to the palace more than once, but she seemed to be visiting her for the first time, looking at the beautiful scenery of carved beams, painted buildings in front of her, and looked around from time to time with interest.

In addition to the Ninth Prince, Lin Sishen also discovered that the little girl who was walking in front of her was also very unkind to her attitude towards her. I don’t know how she provoked this girl before.

Walking through the deep Jiuqu corridor, Lin Sishen withdrew his gaze and accidentally glanced at Lan Qing in front of him. With just one glance, she saw that Lan Qing's sleeve was stained with fine pastry crumbs.

Lin Sishen curled his lips and smiled, and said softly: "Miss Lanqing."

Lan Qing pouted angrily, turned around and looked at Lin Sishen, and snorted softly: "What are you doing?"

It made the little girl embarrassed when she said it. Lin Sishen smiled and pointed at her sleeve without saying a word. Lan Qing looked along the place she pointed and saw that she had stolen pastries today and accidentally stained with pastry crumbs on her sleeve.

She immediately blushed and hurriedly patted her sleeves, then threw her mercy at Lin Sishen with grudges and said shamelessly: "I don't have a good intention."

Seeing that she was so rude to Lin Sishen, Mo Zhu couldn't help but speak: "Lan Qing."

Mo Zhu called Lan Qing's name in a plain tone. Lan Qing hurriedly lowered her head, and like a child who had done something wrong, he whispered his sleeves and said weakly: "Sister Mo Zhu, I..."

Unexpectedly, this little girl was so unkind to her, and she was quite awe of Mo Zhu. Seeing this, Lin Sishen shook his head helplessly, and flicked his sleeves and said, "No obstacle, Miss Lanqing leads the way."

Lan Qing curled her lips, and under Mo Zhu's gaze, her attitude towards Lin Sishen was at least kind. She pointed to the front and said, "The back garden is at the end of the front. Lord Lin goes by himself. The princess is waiting for Lord Lin."

After saying that, Lan Qing was nervous and unable to suppress her joy and moved two steps to Mo Zhu, and pulled her sleeves flatteringly: "Sister Mo Zhu, let's wait here."

Although Lan Qing didn't say it clearly, Mo Zhu also understood that this was Chen Qingwan's meaning, and she wanted to see the young master alone.

Chen Qingwan's intention was so obvious, how could Mo Zhu be willing to let her succeed? Mo Zhu looked at Lin Sishen's dim expression and stepped forward and said anxiously: "Young master, I will follow you..."

“No need.”

Before he finished speaking, Lin Sishen raised his hand and interrupted her, smiled slightly and said softly: "You can wait here with peace of mind, I will go back."

Whether she saw Chen Qingwan alone, she was just trying to ask Chen Qingwan, and she could test her.

Lin Sishen took a deep breath, his narrow and bright eyes slightly closed, and he looked at the colorful purple at the end of the corridor in front of him, and his expression turned solemn, and he slowly walked over with his sleeves.

In the book of Chen Qingwan's record, Lin Sishen saw with his own eyes the two lines of ink written by him with his pen. A few lines of words were enough to make Lin Sishen concentrate on his enemies.

Qingyang, the daughter of the King of Shen, is beautiful and graceful, and she does not show her joy and anger. She does not move like a mountain when encountering things. Her cunning is as deep as a demon. When it comes to being with her, remember to be cautious.

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