Such an old palace maid who almost lives a seclusion seems not to have a relationship with an official lady, especially a declining official lady who has committed a crime to implicate the family. At most, it is just known that such a person has existed.
"She had been in and out of the Prince's Mansion before. At that time, I was working in the Prince's Mansion, so I recognized it." Zhao Rong said.
There seemed to be something hidden in the dodging eyes that didn't want to say more.
"I know you recognized her when the emperor was the prince. There must be quite a few maids who knew her, but why do you care more about her than others?" Lin Xiner asked. Although her tone was soft, it poked into Zhao Rong.
The heart.
Zhao Rong's face was obviously stiff, and she paused before saying, "Because Miss Xia is a good man and is not as arrogant and arrogant as ordinary officials, I remember it very much."
"Is that all?" Lin Xiner stared at Zhao Rong, and her sharp gaze stared at her and did not dare to look up.
"Yes." Zhao Rong lowered her head and pointed.
It was obvious that Zhao Rong didn't want to tell what she knew.
"Since that's the case, I have to check it myself to see what your relationship with the second prince's mother and that girl Xia had back then?" Lin Xiner said, as if she had let Zhao Rong go, but she said it
This decision surprised Zhao Rong even more.
It was getting dark at this time. Lin Xiner found the candlestick beside her, picked up the flint beside her, lit the candle a few times, and lit it.
"Miss Lin, Miss Xia has nothing to do with you. Why do you chase her and refuse to let go?" Zhao Rong raised her head suddenly and looked at Lin Xiner nervously.
"Why is it okay? She is my second wife." Lin Xiner threw down the firestone and turned around, saying that Feng Qingyun Dan was calm.
"She has been dead for so long, why bother mentioning it?" Zhao Rong murmured, "What's more, Miss Xia's affairs are banned in the palace, and the emperor is not allowed to say anything."
Zhao Rong was forced to do so and knew that she would pull Ximen Jinglie as a shield.
Lin Xiner sneer, "Aren't you the first to call out Miss Xia, Aunt Rong?"
"It's... I'm abrupt... I'm damn..." Zhao Rong's face turned pale. Although she was timid, her eyes looked at Lin Xiner very firmly. "If I'm killed, Miss Lin wouldn't have to ask me what I'll do.
Now.”
Lin Xiner didn't expect that Zhao Rong's attitude would not say anything about death, and she believed that if she continued to ask questions, Zhao Rong would definitely hit her head and die against the wall, and her eyes were extremely firm.
"If you die, I will investigate it myself. As long as what happened, there will always be clues. It depends on whether anyone has investigated it carefully." Lin Xiner said as if nothing had happened, showing that she didn't care about Zhao Rong's death at all.
.
Zhao Rong's face turned pale. Is Lin Xiner's words going to make her die with peace of mind?
However, letting Lin Xiner check it out by herself can delay for a while more than she said it in person now, so Zhao Rong decided to bite her to death and not to say it.
Lin Xiner didn't want to really force an old palace maid to death, so she stopped asking questions and walked out of the house.
Ximen Hen was standing against the sycamore tree, holding a small wine pot, and drank a few sips from time to time. When he saw Lin Xiner coming out, he raised the wine pot and threw it at her, "Come on, drink wine on a snowy night, don't you."
taste."
Lin Xiner took the wine pot and didn't drink it. She looked up at the sky. It was almost dark, but it cleared. The night when the cold wind blew, the stars that had not been seen for many days showed.
Ximen Hen walked towards the side room with candlelight.
Zhao Rong's staggering figure was reflected in the window of the side room.
Seeing Ximen Hen come in, Zhao Rong trembled with pale lips and said, "The Second Prince...she...she wants to investigate Miss Xia's affairs..."
Since Lin Xiner came to the courtyard last time, Zhao Rong knew that Lin Xiner's identity was extraordinary. She said that if she wanted to investigate, she would definitely have this ability, which was different from ordinary officials.
"Let her go, Aunt Rong, don't worry." Ximen Hen smiled and hugged Zhao Rong's trembling shoulders, like a son caring for his mother.
Although his mother was no longer there, Zhao Rong has always loved him like a mother. In his eyes, Zhao Rong is already his relative.
"Why aren't I worried? What if..." Zhao Rong didn't dare to continue.
"If it comes, you can't escape it." Ximen Hen was very calm.
"If those things really start, they will ruin you!" Zhao Rong was still very nervous.
"What happened more than 20 years ago has passed long ago and will not have much impact on the present. Besides, my mother is no longer here, and she can't even get implicated. As for me..." Ximen Hen smiled, "I'm a second person.
Prince, it’s not good for me anymore, that’s what it is now.”
Ximen Hen's words made Zhao Rong calmer a little. It seemed that he was right. He was the second prince and his biological mother was gone. What else could he do to him?
Although I feel much more at ease when thinking about it this way, I still can’t say what old things should not be said.
"Okay, it's getting late, Aunt Rong will get us something to fill our stomachs." Ximen Hen comforted Zhao Rong and left the house.
Lin Xiner leaned on the trunk of the sycamore tree with her arms wrapped around her chest, and her right hand was hooked to the wine pot, shaking leisurely.
"Your mother and Xia Yubing, or the matter between the Xia family back then?" Lin Xiner asked.
She heard what Ximen Hen and Zhao Rong were saying in the room.
"Eavesdropping is not a gentleman's behavior." Ximen Hen answered the question inconsistently.
"If it were to be inquiry, it would be a matter of a person who could do it." Lin Xiner said. Without inquiry, no matter how many spies were, no one would be able to do things.
"Take it out? I'll give you this opportunity." Ximen Hen said, walked to Lin Xiner, and took back the wine pot in her hand.
Shaking, the wine pot was empty, and Ximen Hen frowned, "Are you really fighting with me for wine?"
As he said that, he threw the wine pot into the snow.
"Yes, why did you give me this opportunity?" Lin Xiner asked with her head tilted, and her blinking starry eyes flashed with playfulness.
There was an undetected dark wind near the Wutong courtyard, which was gently blowing with the cold wind, and did not alarm the two people under the Wutong tree.
Ximen Jingxuan was holding the white robes with blood in his hand. After a few days of busyness, he had no time to think about it until he returned to the palace and solved Ximen Yin, he met Lin Xiner in the Showa Palace and came to heaven.
After taking out the black plums from the prison, he met Lin Xiner again, which slightly touched his thoughts. He remembered that he still had such a blood book on his body.
He roughly remembered the content of the blood book, so after sending the black plum to Chunlinyuan, he went to find Lin Xiner.
Although she had no feelings, she still found her "indiscriminately", perhaps just to simply complete the "entrusted" of the blood book.
In the snow under the sycamore tree, Lin Xiner was chatting and laughing with Ximen Hen. She was so quiet and leisurely, as if she had not suffered any sting. This made Ximen Jingxuan, who had lost his heart, wonder what the bloody letter said.
Did the content really exist or was it an illusion that he was influenced by some bewitching?