I am the master of medicine god

Chapter 641
"I just met him. Son." Wang Xiping patted the seat beside him, wanting Yin Jingling to sit down and talk.

But after all, not everyone is Wang Xiping, who would dare to sit on the golden chair except him?So Yin Jingling shook her head silently.

"By the way, speaking of it, what are you two doing hiding behind this chair?" Apparently, Lin Chen didn't believe that Wang Xiping was going to give him some kind of surprise, and the shock was almost the same.

"Well... look under the chair."

Lin Chen lowered his head in doubt, his expression changed drastically when he saw the dagger.

He straightened up and stared at Yin Jingling with unfriendly eyes: "Is this yours?"

Yin Jingling didn't know whether to admit it or not, so she bit her lower lip and said nothing for a while.

Lin Chen took a deep breath: "Prime Minister Wang, you also know?"

"Well, I know, that's why I hid with him." Wang Xiping sighed, "I don't think this matter should be kept from you. Let's talk about it while we have time."

"..."

Lin Chen and Yin Jingling looked at Wang Xiping in surprise. This was about an assassin, or killing and being killed. Why did Wang Xiping downplay it like everyone was discussing the weather today.

Wang Xiping yawned halfway, and found that the two people looked at him silently, so he sighed: "Okay, okay, then let me speak first... Well, how about this, I will ask you to answer."

Lin Chen sat back for a while, and with Wang Xiping around, he was not so angry.

Wang Xiping once said to him that the essence of any problem is to solve the problem, so even if he is angry, angry or yelling now, and calls the guards to pull Yin Jingling out and chop him up, the problem will not be solved, instead It's better to calmly listen to why the little beggar in front of him wants to do something to himself.

"For parents."

Yin Jingling spat out four words, which made both Wang Xiping and Lin Chen curious.

"For parents? But... this is a matter of the previous generation." Lin Chen frowned: "I have already executed the queen mother."

When he said this, Lin Chen's tone trembled imperceptibly.

Wang Xiping also echoed: "It doesn't matter whether you are the son of Dr. Yin or not, but this matter has been resolved in essence, and the disaster will not affect the next generation. Didn't Lin Chen bother you?"

This is what made Wang Xiping admire Lin Chen. The next generation would not be as bad as the next generation. If it were Lin Yi, the Yin brothers and sisters would have died long ago.

Yin Jingling was silent for a while and then shook her head: "It's not about that."

"Why is that?" Wang Xiping turned to look at Lin Chen: "Did you do something to be sorry for him, but you didn't remember it?"

Lin Chen's face turned red all of a sudden: "I haven't been out of the palace much, how can I feel sorry for him?"

The two discussions started, but the answers they got were all outrageous.

Yin Jingling twitched the corner of her mouth, and finally said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, do you still remember the Daming Lake back then?"

"..." Wang Xiping's face was full of black lines, what, Qiong Yao has come out?God damn Daming Lake!
Lin Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression gradually turned into surprise: "You, are you...impossible, didn't those people already..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly covered his mouth.

"Back then? What happened back then?"

Yin Jingling raised her face and looked at Lin Chen quietly: "So, I want to take revenge. But I know my own ability, and I don't have any hope of repaying... Now that the matter has been revealed, I will do whatever I want. I just hope that the emperor will not take his anger out on you. Prime Minister Wang."

Looking at the two of them, Wang Xiping felt excluded for the first time. They were all insiders, but he didn't know anything.

"Wait, even if you want to blame me, let me die clearly. What happened back then? Did you two really know each other?"

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. Lin Chen is three or four years older than Yin Jingling, and Yin Jingling is very likely to be a member of Tian Yin's family, the head of the southern district. How could these two be related?
Lin Chen's eyes dimmed: "What happened back then... Actually, I don't remember very clearly. But I didn't expect that you survived."

"Hey, hey! You are all good, explain to me!"

The raging soul of gossip was burning, Wang Xiping had an intuition that what was in front of him was a big melon, but he had no way of knowing and scratched his head anxiously.

"Yes, I survived, only my sister and I survived. Finally, I came to Zhanluo, thinking that I finally found my relatives. Unexpectedly, they still died at the hands of your mother," Yin Jingling said lightly: "After all, Yin Jingling What on earth is there to be sorry for your Lin family?"

"..." Wang Xiping looked at the two of them with a dark face, wishing he could grab them by the collar and ask, what happened back then?
Lin Chen's complexion was getting worse and worse, and when he was about to say something, the voices of General Mo and Liu Qing arguing came over.

"Prime Minister Liu, please calm down, this matter has nothing to do with Prime Minister Wang."

"Since it doesn't matter, why don't you search Prime Minister Wang's mansion?"

"There is no evidence, why do you want to search?"

"Look, you really are biased towards Prime Minister Wang!"

The two came over, each blushing, obviously arguing.

Before General Mo could speak, Liu Qing had squeezed over. Fortunately, Wang Xiping had already left the golden chair before they approached.

Liu Qing didn't notice that Lin Chen's expression was wrong, and she cupped her hands as if asking for credit, "Your Majesty, Commander Li has captured one of those assassins, but I don't know where the others went..."

The implication is that General Mo and the others got nothing.

But Lin Chen had lost interest at all, and just nodded his head: "Well, it's hard work."

Unexpectedly, Lin Chen would react like this, Liu Qing frowned.

Wang Xiping sighed with emotion: "Well, at critical moments, generals are more useful."

To a certain extent, the imperial guards can be regarded as a kind of generals.

Hearing the sarcasm in Wang Xiping's words, Liu Qing couldn't help but said coldly: "It's true that we civil servants are not as good as military generals, but we have contributed our efforts anyway. Then what was Prime Minister Wang doing just now?"

Wang Xiping spread his hands: "Accompany the emperor, you are all gone, who will protect the emperor?"

"..." No matter what he said, he could find a fallacy.

"Okay, stop arguing, I'm tired. General Mo, send me back to the palace." Lin Chen got up and left under Wang Xiping's hesitant eyes.

Liu Qing looked at Wang Xiping, then at Yin Jingling, and left after a cold snort.

The altar, which had been bustling with people just now, suddenly became deserted.

Yin Jingling knew that Wang Xiping didn't let her off so easily, and she didn't want to hide any more, so she had to go back to Yin's mansion to say some things.

(End of this chapter)