After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Lin Zhiyu returned to the east chamber and saw Jian Ying waiting for him at the door with a serious face.

Her heart tightened for no reason: "Why aren't you with Prince Jin?"

Jian Ying didn't know where to start, so he glanced at Lin Zhiyu's hand: "Miss, how is your hand?"

"It looks a little scary now, but it will be fine if you keep it up."

Seeing his low tone, Lin Zhiyu thought about how he hadn't seen Zhou Zijin all day, and was always in a state of anxiety.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, something happened over there. He didn't eat or drink for a whole day. I really had no choice, so I came to see the eldest girl."

Jian Ying looked worried.

Lin Zhiyu was surprised: "Is it not going well in Yongzhou?"

In Chu Mansion, she also vaguely heard about it, but she didn't know the details.

"Xu Luyan was poisoned and nothing can be asked. For us, this can be regarded as a warning."

Now that Zhou Zijin is in the light and they are in the dark, the people behind them are always one step ahead, showing their disadvantage.

Lin Zhiyu frowned, Zhou Zijin was not the kind of person to reach this point just because of a little setback.

There must be other things.

"Did Zi Jin bring Zhuang Xinlan back?"

Jian Ying noticed the change in Lin Zhiyu's title and couldn't help but take another look at Lin Zhiyu.

The eldest girl only called the prince this way when she was little!

Jian Ying nodded: "Miss Zhuang was hidden in the cellar in advance and escaped. At first, she refused to say anything. Then Master Ji Yan came and didn't know what he said. After listening to the prince After that, that’s it.”

Jian Ying's eyebrows were knitted together. He had been following Zhou Zijin for so long, and he had never seen him so lost.

"Girl, I just thought that you are the only one who can persuade the prince."

Jian Ying sighed: "My lord heard that something happened to you, so he rushed back from Yongzhou overnight and stayed up for two long nights. If this goes on, it will be too much for your body!"

Lin Zhiyu made a decision immediately: "Come here, prepare a car, I want to go to Prince Jin's Mansion."

Autumn is gradually entering, and the wind blows on the body, and the skin is immediately filled with a layer of coolness.

Lin Zhiyu got off the carriage, shuddered, and stepped into the palace.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw a crazy-looking woman with pale skin, which was caused by not seeing the sun for a long time.

She didn't seem to see anyone coming at all. She clasped her hands together and murmured: "The moon is about to appear, the moon is about to appear..."

Jian Ying didn't expect that she would actually run out, block Lin Zhiyu with one hand, and lead her back a few steps.

"She is General Zhuang's sister. She was nine months pregnant when she was taken away by Xu Luyan. I don't know whose sister she is."

Lin Zhiyu suddenly felt something was wrong: "What about the child she gave birth to?"

"That's Xu Xiuyuan, Xu Jiu'er." Jian Ying had already regarded Lin Zhiyu as one of his own, and told the whole story in one go.

"Mrs. Xu lost two children in a row due to poor health. Master Xu gave Xu Jiu'er to Mrs. Xu to raise. As for Zhuang Xinlan, in order to ensure that she would not tell anything about the White Tiger Camp, he locked her up. "

Lin Zhiyu looked at the woman in the courtyard. She raised her hands above her head, as if she was praying for something.

He is also a miserable person.

Lin Zhiyu sighed.

Jian Ying was afraid that Zhuang Xinlan would hurt him, so he stepped forward and wanted to take her back into the house: "Miss Zhuang, it's time to go back. It's windy outside and it's easy to catch a cold."

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Xinlan looked thin, but the strength in her hands was terrifying. She pushed Jian Ying and staggered her.

"I won't go back, I won't go back! Lord Moon Goddess is coming, and my brother will be resurrected soon!"

Lin Zhiyu frowned: "Moon God? Where is this custom?"

"I don't know, I guess I heard it from somewhere."

Jian Ying was a little helpless. After standing firm, he took Zhuang Xinlan's hand again.

"There is no moon god in this world, miss. It's better to go back."

"I don't! You are all black from the inside out! Only Lord Luna is the purest and most trustworthy! Get out of here, all of you!"

Zhuang Xinlan suddenly became excited, as if resenting Jian Ying for interrupting her ceremony.

She stumbled, sometimes raising her hands above her head, and sometimes curling up, which was extremely weird.

Seeing this, Jian Ying did not dare to take her back forcefully, why: "She is the sister of General Zhuang after all. The prince has told her not to hurt her, but if she makes such a big fuss, what if If someone sees you, what should you do?"

The person behind the scenes probably wanted to silence Zhuang Xinlan so that Zhou Zijin would have nothing to investigate.

Lin Zhiyu thought for a moment and walked towards Zhuang Xinlan.

"Big girl, she is unconscious. After being stimulated, she may hurt others and herself!"

Jian Ying said anxiously.

These two are both young ancestors. If anyone is injured, the prince will probably deduct all his salary!

Lin Zhiyu said: "She always does this, but there is no way. Aren't you also helpless? Why not let me try."

Seeing her calm expression, Jian Ying did not stop her, but he was murmuring in his heart.

No matter how good Lin Zhiyu is, she is still a boudoir lady who stays close to home. Faced with this situation, what else can she do?

When Zhuang Xinlan saw Lin Zhiyu's unfamiliar face, she was not as resistant as before, but there was still a sense of caution in her eyes.

"who are you?"

Lin Zhiyu kept an appropriate distance from her and asked with a smile, "Who do you think I am?"

Zhuang Xinlan tilted her head and thought for a while, then looked at Lin Zhiyu carefully and shook her head: "No, you don't."

"Then who did you think I looked like?"

"A sister, no, a lady."

Lin Zhiyu said patiently: "Is she your friend?"

Zhuang Xinlan shook her head again: "I don't know."

Lin Zhiyu narrowed his eyes and looked at Jian Ying.

Jian Ying spread his hands: "She has never mentioned this matter."

Probably feeling that Lin Zhiyu was not a threat, Zhuang Xinlan put down her hand, squatted on the ground, and hugged her knees tightly.

"That lady, like you, has her hands tightly bandaged."

"Why do you say you don't know if she is your friend?"

"Because, because..." Zhuang Xinlan stuttered out the first two words, and her voice suddenly became very low.

"She took away my brother and killed my children, but she gave me food to live on."

Zhuang Xinlan made a gesture of holding a baby and hummed a lullaby.

Lin Zhiyu tentatively asked, "Send you home, okay?"

Zhuang Xinlan was mechanically brought into the room by the sword shadow like a zombie.

Lin Zhiyu stood up, looked up, and saw Zhou Zijin standing not far away, holding a wine bottle in his hand, his cheeks slightly red.