The county horse is a medicine jar

Lin Sitao didn't know what happened today, it seemed that he suddenly cheered up and regained his former vigor and vigor.

He looked at Lin Sishen with a complicated expression, and said slowly with a heavy tone: "Big Brother knows that for so many years, Big Brother has always been a prisoner, stuck in the past and unwilling to get out, and let you worry about me. Big Brother is really... right? Stay with you."

In the past few years, Lin Sishen has watched Lin Sitao break free from her inner demons step by step, and now seeing Lin Sitao regaining his glory, she is extremely happy in her heart: "Brother, if you really feel sorry for us, then you should live a good life and live your life well." The appearance of the little general Lin who is admired by the whole capital today."

Lin Sitao raised his head and smiled when he heard the words, his face was no longer gloomy as before, but full of relief. He patted Lin Sishen on the shoulder and jokingly said, "Little General Lin, isn't it you now? If I return to Lin Sishen Little General, do you have to change your title?"

Lin Sitao's words really made Lin Sishen startled, but she quickly came back to her senses, half joking and half sincerely said: "As long as elder brother wants, Sishen can return it to elder brother, such as the little general or the servant of the military department." .”

"No nonsense."

Unexpectedly, when Lin Sitao saw her saying this, his smile faded away, and after he scolded softly, he fixedly looked at Lin Sishen and said seriously: "Shen'er, you have earned the glory you have today because you earned it by your own ability. Why come back to me! Besides, the minister of the Ministry of War is the emperor's kiss, how can there be any reason to let him go?"

Lin Sishen also felt that he had made a slip of the tongue, and hastily admitted his mistake in a low voice: "Brother, please calm down, it was Shen'er who slipped his words."

Lin Sitao nodded, raised his hand and clenched his fist to punch Lin Sishen's shoulder in dissatisfaction, warning: "Brother, I don't want to hear such words from you again in the future."

Lin Sishen hurriedly nodded in response: "Don't worry, big brother, Shen'er will definitely not say such nonsense in the future."

After a few more warnings, Lin Sitao let Lin Sishen go and waved her back to rest. Before leaving, he also asked Lin Sishen to worship his second brother with him later.

On the way back to Liuguang Pavilion, Lin Sishen seemed a little absent-minded. Mo Zhu at the side seemed to know what was on her mind. Seeing that there was no one around, he asked softly, "Master, I suspect that the so-called assassin who broke into the house yesterday Is it the second son?"

Lin Sishen looked at her, frowned and pondered for a moment, then said, "Mo Zhu, tell me what you think."

When Mo Zhu saw Lin Sishen asking this question, he boldly stated his guess: "My maidservant guesses that there is a good chance that it is the Second Young Master."

Lin Sishen stopped, nodded thoughtfully and said, "Go on."

Mo Zhu stood beside her, pursed his lips, took a deep breath and said slowly: "The eldest son said that the assassin is quite familiar with the terrain of the general's mansion, but the heavy rain last night could not see clearly, under the pursuit of the eldest son, the man He must not be distracted to distinguish the way, but he was able to escape from the General's Mansion under the hands of the Eldest Prince. It shows that the assassin is not only quite familiar with the terrain of the General's Mansion, it should be said that he must have been here many times, or he has memorized the terrain of the General's Mansion picture."

Lin Sishen smiled faintly, shook his head and retorted: "Just based on this, it doesn't necessarily mean that the assassin is the second brother. Maybe, as the elder brother said, the assassin has explored the terrain of the general's mansion before, so he is familiar with it."

Mo Zhu did not deny it, but calmly pointed out new evidence: "Young Master, you still remember that the Eldest Young Master also mentioned that the assassin seemed to be a little confused when he was in Xiyuan, and he was almost overtaken by the Eldest Young Master."

Lin Sishen raised his eyes slowly, looking at Mo Zhu with strangely bright eyes, the corners of his lips slightly raised, as if waiting for her to continue talking.

After a short pause, Mo Zhu continued: "The places where the assassins almost went by mistake are all in the Xiyuan. The Xiyuan was built by the general more than ten years ago. The assassin seems to be familiar with the terrain. But he is unfamiliar with Xiyuan, the reason is that what he is familiar with is the General's Mansion that was not built in Xiyuan more than ten years ago."

More than ten years ago, Lin Silue was still in Laos when Xiyuan was newly built, so he was naturally not familiar with the terrain of Xiyuan.

After the words fell, Mo Zhu looked at Lin Sishen without blinking, wanting to hear doubts or approval from Lin Sishen, but Lin Sishen just chuckled at her meaningfully a few times, and then walked forward with his hands behind his back Go, and said slowly and lightly: "Go back to Liuguang Pavilion, I'm hungry."

Mo Zhudai frowned slightly, as if she was dissatisfied with Lin Sishen's attitude, but she didn't say anything, just looked at Lin Sishen's back, sighed and shook her head, then quickly followed Lin Sishen's pace.

A few days ago, Lin Sishen drank porridge and millet for half a month to recuperate her body. Today she especially wanted to try meat, but the dishes sent from the back kitchen were full of all kinds of tofu without exception.

Mixed tofu, boiled tofu, fried tofu, fried tofu, except tofu is tofu.

Lin Sishen poked the tofu in the bowl with his chopsticks in a dull manner, and looked at Mo Zhu beside him resentfully: "Mo Zhu, where's my meat? Where's my fish?"

Mo Zhu opened the steaming tofu soup, without raising his eyes, he said: "The back kitchen has piled up several loads of tofu, and the weather is hot now, if you don't finish eating it, it will rot. Today, the servants of the master in the mansion eat all For the tofu banquet, you can just make do with it, don’t be picky.”

Lin Sishen sighed, and could only eat a few mouthfuls of rice with the tofu: "What did Mrs. Zhao buy so much tofu? Could it be grandma's idea to make everyone in the house fast for a few days?"

Mo Zhu glanced at her, and said in a flat tone, "Master, I can guess this time, this is the eldest son's idea."

Lin Sishen was puzzled when he heard the words, and he lost his voice in surprise: "Big brother? Why don't I remember that big brother likes tofu feast?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Mo Zhu couldn't help but feel strange, as soon as she arrived at the back kitchen today, Mrs. Zhao took her to complain, saying that the eldest son deliberately made things difficult for her.After Mo Zhu asked clearly in confusion, he finally knew the reason.

As soon as Lin Sishen asked, Mo Zhu also told her the matter: "Young master came back from the west of the city early this morning, and brought back a group of people to deliver tofu to the mansion by loads of loads. Chef Zhao was very worried about it." , said it is tofu from our mansion, if there are too many tofu shops, you can open a tofu shop. In the next few days, I am afraid that you will only be able to eat tofu to fill your stomach."

Lin Sishen was also at a loss when he heard this: "That's weird, why is my brother so interested in tofu?"

After lunch, Lin Sishen used the excuse of going out for a stroll, asked Mo Zhu to help cover, and sneaked into the small courtyard where Li Luo lived. She always met Li Luo in the middle of the night, but today it was uncharacteristically, and the daylight came.

After confirming that there was no one following him, Lin Sishen climbed over the courtyard wall and landed in the courtyard.She glanced casually, and found that there was no sign of Li Luo in the courtyard, and a gap was opened in the door not far away, presumably Li Luo Yin must be here.

Lin Sishen walked to the door in three steps at a time, and was about to reach out to push the door open, when suddenly there was a crackling sound in her ears, she didn't have time to think about it, she hurriedly dodged sideways, and saw a thin knife that had been poisoned The flying knife flew out from the gap in the house and nailed to the white wall not far away.

Lin Sishen, who was still in shock, looked at the throwing knife, and immediately recognized that it was not a hidden weapon carried by Li Luo. Before she could recover, the wooden window on the side was suddenly pushed open, and Lin Sishen looked vigilantly.

But he saw a soft and boneless white jade hand protruding from the window first, resting lazily on the window coffin, and then a glamorous face came into Lin Sishen's eyes.

A charming woman with all kinds of styles leaned against the window, squinting lazily at Lin Sishen with her long and narrow peach eyes, tilting her head slightly with a half-smile, her eyes fluttering, she lightly parted her thin lips and said angrily, "Where did I come from, that sneaky little thief?" , enough to disturb my aunt's nap, I never thought it would be Mr. Lin."

Lin Sishen looked at Meng Yange who was leaning against the window, and couldn't help saying in surprise, "Meng Yange, why are you here?"

Meng Yange covered her lips and smiled, raised her eyes and glanced into the room, her tone was inexplicably ambiguous: "Why am I here? Why don't Mr. Lin go ask Miss Li Luo."

Lin Sishen suppressed the astonishment in her eyes, frowned slightly, recalling what Meng Yange had said to her last time, a complex and strange feeling suddenly surged in her heart,

Meng Yange once said that she liked Li Luo, at that time Lin Sishen advised her not to provoke Li Luo.But he didn't want Meng Yange to appear in Li Luo's house in a grand manner, with a posture and tone that seemed to have something to do with Li Luozhen.

Just as Lin Sishen was thinking with complicated thoughts, there was a slight noise in the room suddenly, as if someone put down the teacup, and then Li Luo's voice came from the room, scolding coldly and coldly: "If you want to show yourself , and go back to your residence."

After the words were finished, the door opened, and the cold and proud Li Luo in white clothes appeared in front of Lin Sishen. Her cold gaze slowly fell on Lin Sishen's face, and then swept up, falling on her intact eyes. On top of that, his face seemed to soften a little in an instant.

Li Luo looked away, and said three words briefly and plainly: "You are here."

Lin Sishen nodded, she raised her eyes to look at Li Luo, and said in response: "Well, I have something to ask you."

Li Luo made way without saying a word, and Lin Sishen stepped on the threshold and walked past her into the house. She subconsciously raised her eyes to look at the wooden window, and sure enough, she saw Meng Yange leaning lazily by the window, pregnant. There is also a fluffy white dumpling inside.

Meng Yange met Lin Sishen's eyes, her thin lips curled up slightly to stand still, her eyes swept Lin Sishen back and forth unscrupulously, and then she smiled coquettishly: "Mr. Lin's eyes are really good enough, this should be Is it due to Princess Qingyang's thoughtful care and attention to detail?"

From what she said, Lin Sishen inexplicably sensed a bit of weirdness, she smiled perfunctorily, and did not intend to respond.

Seeing this, Meng Yange didn't care, she walked up to Lin Sishen lightly, put her hand on Lin Sishen's shoulder, blinked her charming peach eyes slightly, and her coquettish and ambiguous tone made people feel unstoppable. Suddenly numb: "I haven't seen you for a few days, Mr. Lin, do you remember the little girl?"

While she was talking, she made a gesture to stick to Lin Sishen, but out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Li Luo who was by the door.

Lin Sishen, like a cat whose tail has been trampled on, hastily took half a step back to avoid Meng Yange's approaching. She was about to speak, but Li Luo, who was behind her, took a step ahead of her, still scolding in a cold voice without mercy. : "I said, if you want to show off, go back to your residence, you are not welcome here."

These words really hurt people, Lin Sishen looked up at Meng Yange silently, and sure enough, he saw that the charming smile on Meng Yange's face froze, and then gradually disappeared, revealing a hint of embarrassment.

The smile on Meng Yange's face was gone, she stared at Li Luo angrily and annoyed, as if she was so emotional that she couldn't help but get angry at Lin, but Li Luo didn't even look at her, quietly Quietly drooping eyes stood in front of the door.

Lin Sishen glanced left and right, felt a gust of cold wind blowing through the room for no reason, chilling her back, she took a deep breath, quietly backed away from the two of them, and sat at the table as if nothing had happened. poured a cup of tea.

Taxue in Meng Yange's arms also seemed to sense the danger, struggled to jump out of Meng Yange's arms, and ran behind the pillar to hide, only revealing a pair of fluffy pink and tender ears.

Maybe it was because the tension between the two of them was too strong, Lin Sishen didn't dare to show it while sitting at the table, for fear of accidentally breaking some string, and then swords, swords, shadows and flames would rage.

It may have only been a while, or it may have been a long time, in the silence, under Meng Yange's aggrieved and unwilling gaze, Li Luo finally took the lead in breaking the silence.

Indifferent and calm as always, concise and concise without leaving a trace: "You should go."

As if hearing some joke, Meng Yange suddenly lowered his head and let out a laugh. The abrupt and suppressed laughter startled Lin Sishen, and spilled all the tea in the cup onto the back of her hand.

After laughing like this for a while, Meng Yange slowly raised her head, the corners of her lips were clearly smiling, but there was a layer of desolate tears in her narrow peach eyes, she nodded with a smile on her face, pretending to be relaxed Shrugging his shoulders, he said, "Okay, I'll just go, and I will not be entangled with you in the future as you wish."

Lin Sishen looked at the expression on Meng Yange's face, such a woman who was usually wanton and frivolous, now looked sad and embarrassed, suppressing tears and pretending to smile to support her only dignity in front of Li Luo.What's even more ironic is that she clearly uttered such seemingly absolute words, but there seemed to be a hint of broken expectation and hesitation in her expression.

Could it be that she is still expecting Li Luo to keep her?

Lin Sishen suddenly couldn't bear to watch, she turned her head away, and she heard Li Luo's words without a trace of emotion, and said coldly from her mouth: "Walk slowly."

Meng Yange's fingertips hanging by his side moved slightly, then suddenly clenched a corner of his sleeve tightly, and tugged with all his might, until his fingertips turned pale.

She took a deep breath, her demeanor tended to be calm and serene, and the tears in her eyes were about to fall slowly. She raised her head and said hello three times, one higher than the last, and more decisive than the last: "Okay, okay."

Then she went straight to Li Luo, Li Luo slowly turned his head without moving his expression, and took two steps back to give up the position in front of the door.

Meng Yange pushed open the door and stepped out, but after stepping out of the threshold, she did not leave in a hurry, but just stood outside the door with her back to Li Luo.

Li Luo glanced at her, expressionlessly raised his hand to hold the door frame, and slowly closed the door.

Just when the door was about to close completely, a red dress reflected outside the gap suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, a self-deprecating sigh slowly floated into the room.

"I really want to see if your heart is made of iron and stone, why is it so cold."

Li Luo paused slightly, and after a moment's hesitation, she closed the door and turned to look at Lin Sishen silently.