I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

Lin Jin looked at her expression and guessed that the matter might have something to do with him: "Then remember to tell me tomorrow."

Just as she was about to close the door, her hand was suddenly pulled. Tu Huaining tilted his head slightly and looked down: "Cousin, do you hate Lin Lin? Why don't you hate Lin Lin?"

"Ah?" Lin Jin was a little confused. She didn't know why she was talking about Lin Lin again. "I hate him."

"Is it because of your aunt or just because of Song Er? I remember you told me that the current Lin Lin is not the same Lin Lin as before. Do you hate the Lin Lin of the past?" Tu Huaining suddenly met her gaze, with very complicated emotions in his eyes.

A bad premonition spread in Lin Jin's heart. In order to prevent Tu Huaining from doing anything wrong impulsively, she pulled Tu Huaining into the room and closed the door, blocking all the ripples outside.

"Huaining, what are you going to do? Can you... not attack Lin Lin first?" Lin Jin thought of the bomb that had not been found yet. Although Tu Huaining might not be able to do anything to Lin Lin in the end, she was still worried.

Tu Huaining seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end he just hummed softly and said nothing more.

Lin Jin wanted to ask more, but Tu Huaining just went back to his room. She didn't know what he was unhappy about, so she sighed slightly.

Could it be that I ran into Lin Lin again?

Lin Jin was quite helpless. She planned to ask Tu Huaining what happened after sweeping the grave tomorrow. She gave Lian Yi a few instructions to ask the night watchman to remember to watch the snacks that were still being steamed in the kitchen, and then went to bed.

Lin Jin didn't see Liu Zhengqing when he came back yesterday. Today, Liu Zhengqing was visiting the graves on Qingming Festival, but he was wearing a crimson dress. It looked good, but it didn't seem appropriate to wear today.

Perhaps seeing Lin Jin's confusion, Liu Zhengqing explained: "Mother likes to see me wearing red."

"Brother, you look good in this outfit. Mother will definitely be happy when she sees it." Lin Jin praised sincerely.

"Ajin looks good today, and mother will definitely be happy." Liu Zhengqing took the food box from Lin Jin's hand and looked at Tu Huaining who was silent. "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Why are you so listless?

"It's okay." Tu Huaining's eyes were dull. "Maybe it's going to rain today. Let's walk faster."

Liu Zhengqing looked at Lin Jin inquiringly, not understanding what happened to Tu Huaining, but Lin Jin didn't know either, so he could only shake his head helplessly: "Huaining is right, it would be bad if it really rained."

Because they brought snacks, they went there in a horse-drawn carriage. The location was about ten miles away from the capital, which could be said to be quite far.

Lin Jin carefully placed two plates of snacks and two plates of fruit. "I don't know what you like to eat. If you don't like it, tell me in your dreams and I'll make something else for you in the future."

She didn't believe these things before, but now she believes them a little. After all, she can travel through time, so she won't find it strange no matter what happens.

Liu Zhengqing was putting gold ingots into the fire. He was the one who wrote the tombstone. His mother actually had no name. At that time, outsiders called his mother Liu Sijia, and his grandmother was also called the Fourth Daughter-in-law. However, his mother had secretly learned to read when she was young, so she gave herself a name.

But he didn't want his mother to continue using that name. He always felt that the name carried his mother's pain, so he gave his mother a new name, Yun Yuesheng.

Looking at the clouds in the horizon, missing the person in the moon.

Lin Jin listened to Liu Zhengqing whispering to his mother not to worry, that he would take good care of them and would definitely avenge her.

She listened to Liu Zhengqing's chatter in silence, and kowtowed three times before leaving. Although she was not the real Lin Liu, if Yun Yuesheng didn't mind she would be willing to call her mother.

After returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Lin Jin did not forget what happened last night, and asked Tu Huaining in a low voice what happened: "Why are you so unhappy these two days?"

"Is there anything you haven't told me?" Tu Huaining looked at her steadily, "For example, is there anything you or Lin Lin are hiding from me?"

She actually knew that what the other party said might be true, but she wanted to hear Lin Jin tell her in person.

Lin Jin combined Tu Huaining's strange behavior last night with this question and roughly understood what Tu Huaining wanted to ask: "Yes, which one do you want to hear?"

Tu Huaining's lips moved, and it was not known whether he was angry or because he couldn't accept it. He turned around and left without saying anything.

"Hey, Huaining!" Lin Jin hurried to chase after him, but Tu Huaining had some light body skills, so she couldn't catch up with him. "Are you not going to listen? Why are you running away like this?"

Lianyi was holding the washed mugwort leaves in her hands. She was going to make Qingming barley in a while. "Madam, are you still going to make this snack?"

Miss Tu left just like that, so are we still going to make these snacks?

"Of course we have to do it. Let's go about our business. Huaining, I'll go find her later." Lin Jin still had to go to sweep Song Shixia's grave, so of course she had to make some snacks.

Lianyi carefully studied her expression and asked tentatively, "Madam, did you have a fight?"

"There was no quarrel, just a disagreement between sisters. It will be fine after a while." Lin Jin believed that Tu Huaining would definitely come back. This could be seen from the fact that Tu Huaining did not kill her.

Tu Huaining ran away like this because he was afraid that someone would lose control and say something unpleasant to him.

Let her be alone.

Lin Jin made a little more qingtuan, and after it came out of the pot, she put it in two plates, and then gave two to each of the maids in the yard: "Keep this plate for Huaining, and put the rest in two plates, one to send to the adults, and one to send to the plum courtyard."

"Yes, ma'am." Lianyi bowed and was about to continue packing the remaining green dumplings. She then asked two maids to each carry a plate and send them to Qiuhan Courtyard and Mei Courtyard.

Song Shixia loves to eat jujube paste cakes, so Lin Jin put out two plates and put the cakes in the steamer to keep them warm: "What time is it now?"

Song Shiqiu should be back, right?

"It's almost the end of the hour of Wei." Lianyi glanced at the sundial. "My lord should be back home soon, you..."

"Madam! It's bad, the master is injured!" The maid who had just gone to deliver Qingtuan to Song Shiqiu came back in a hurry, her face full of anxiety.

"Injured?" Lin Jin's stomach hit the corner of the table in the small kitchen in a hurry. He frowned in pain and asked the maid about the situation while walking towards Qiuhan Courtyard, "How did you get injured?"

"I don't know either. As soon as I arrived at Qiuhan Courtyard, I saw basin after basin of blood being sent out, but I vaguely heard the words 'assassin' and 'spy'." The maid followed behind Lin Jin, her eyes full of worry.

Lin Jin went to Qiuhan Courtyard, and there were still servants carrying bloody water out, but the water must have been changed many times, and the blood color was very light: "How is the master now?"

"Madam, why are you here?" Heng Mu looked terrified. He didn't expect that Lin Jin would find out. "The master's wound has been bandaged. Madam, don't worry."

Lin Jin looked inside, but the screen blocked Song Shiqiu's view. She could only see a vague shadow: "Can I go in and take a look?"

Heng Mu could only nod: "Madam, don't worry too much. The poison has already..."

"Heng Mu!" Song Shiqiu scolded.

Heng Mu immediately covered his mouth and lowered his voice: "The bleeding has stopped. It's okay."

How come I almost said it out loud?

"I'm neither deaf nor stupid." Lin Jin gave them a resentful look, "Since everything is fine, why are you still hiding the poisoning?"

"My lord, I don't want you to worry." Heng Mu turned a blind eye and ran out. "My lord, I noticed that the study has not been cleaned and tidied for a while. I'll go clean it."

Lin Jin looked at the court doctor who was bandaging Song Shiqiu and asked, "Where is the injury?"

"Everything is fine now, so don't worry about it." Song Shiqiu interrupted the doctor's unsuccessful words, and after bandaging the wound, he waved his hand to let the doctor go out, "Why are you here?"

He clearly ordered not to disturb the Bikong Courtyard.

"I asked my maid to bring you some Qingtuan." Lin Jin stood by the screen and didn't get close to him. "How did you get hurt? Didn't you go to watch the Mandarin Duck Army and the Tiger Wing Army tug-of-war?"