Are you in the Shura field today?

Like the original owner, Li Zuomu was trained as the crown prince, divided into scenes and palaces, opposite to Fengyang Pavilion, located around the imperial city, so that he could often study with the emperor.

In fact, logically speaking, the original owner should be Li Zuomu's younger brother. After all, the current emperor first had the original owner with his original wife, Empress Anyuan, and then met the eldest prince's mother when he went out as Duke Jionghao.At that time, Duke Jionghao didn't know that he was pregnant, but he felt pity for the outsiders who accompanied him in the battle against illness, and promised to give the eldest prince a chance.

This secret history was not written into the records of the Xinwu Dynasty. Li Zuoqing guessed it from the words of Empress An Yuan in the original owner's memory, so she thought, no wonder this eldest prince was born to be against her.

She aggressively asked the patrolling guards to lead her the way, especially when she found out that the First Prince had not been to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but directly brought people back to Jinghe Palace, she was even more annoyed.

The guards of the Princess's Mansion had been waiting at the Danfeng Gate all the time, and after receiving the orders, they quickly came to join them with a team of imperial guards.

Under the illumination of the palace lanterns in the middle of the night, the vermilion gate of Jinghe Palace was a bit dazzling.

"Open the door and let the eldest prince come to see me." Li Zuoqing turned to the guards in front of him coldly, speaking with arrogance.

"Well, His Royal Highness the First Prince has already rested, what's the eldest princess, you might as well come back tomorrow..." The guard in front of him hesitated.

"Don't understand the words, do you, get out of the way!"

The extremely oppressive letter incense burst open, causing Jinghe Palace servants who received the message to strangle their throats as if they were suffocating.

"No, without the eldest prince's permission—" The guards still struggled to stop her, but Tiangan naturally suppressed Zhongyong and Dikun physiologically, and the closer they got, the more their hairs stood on end like a beast.

"You don't get out of the way again..." Li Zuoqing sneered and made a plan, saying: "Be careful what happened to your master! I just saw an assassin enter the Jinghe Palace. For the safety of the eldest prince, I must invite the Imperial Forest Army Go in and search."

"Huh?!" Jinghe Palace's guards suddenly panicked.

"Go in!" Li Zuoqing raised his foot and kicked hard, knocking the locked palace door until it rattled.

The Imperial Forest Army behind him also believed what the eldest princess said, rushed forward and broke open the door of Jinghe Palace.

The sound of clanging iron armor rubbing against each other was very harsh in the supposedly peaceful night, and it must have alarmed Jing and the people in the palace.

Li Zuoqing strode forward, grabbed a palace servant and let someone lead the way: "Quickly tell me, where is the person Li Zuomu brought back tonight!"

"Slave, I don't know! Your Highness the First Prince has also rested now, and please calm down the eldest princess—" The palace people were horrified, and they didn't know why Jinghe Palace was suddenly in a state of chaos in the middle of the night, and the eldest princess was here for a long time.

Li Zuoqing threw away his skirt, walked around the center of the palace, and walked to the eldest prince's bedroom according to the scene in the original owner's memory.

"Your Highness, is there really an assassin?" Lu Shiwei and Lan Shuang followed up, and asked in a low voice while the imperial guards were not paying attention.

"Of course." And she had just separated from the assassin from the pavilion just now, but King He Gong didn't know if the assassin came or not.

Li Zuoqing turned around and said loudly to the Imperial Forest Army: "For the safety of the eldest prince, we must carefully check every corner here tonight!"

"Yes!"

Hearing everyone's imposing answers, the corners of her mouth curled into a triumphant smile.

"Let's search the front." She said to Guard Lu and Lan Shuang behind her.

Jinghe Palace is connected to the sleeping hall by a trestle-like passage paved in pebbles and small mountain bonsai gardens. This kind of courtyard in the palace is well-repaired, spacious and pleasant, and beautiful in all seasons. It can be seen that the First Prince is also a person who is not in normal life. People who treat themselves badly.

At the end of the long road is the main hall with only faint candlelight.

Seeing Li Zuoqing appearing, the maid carrying the lantern was not as flustered as she expected, but turned around slowly to report.

When Li Zuoqing was approaching, he smelled a subtle, sweet and alluring Dikun Xinxiang, and the familiar feeling exploded in his mind in an instant.

That was Lin Qiwu's Xinxiang, and she was indeed brought here.

Thinking of this, Li Zuoqing became even more angry, if the eldest prince didn't open the door again, she wanted to break in directly.

And when she was thinking anxiously, the door of the palace opened with a creak, and six maids with lanterns lined up on both sides in an orderly manner, illuminating the front of the palace door, and then came the one who packed up and walked away with her arms in her arms. Li Zuomu came out.

"What's the matter, the imperial sister is in such a hurry, it's really rude."

"You first ask yourself whether you are rude or not! If the Prime Minister finds out, you will definitely embarrass your father!" Li Zuoqing stepped forward and asked sharply, "Where is Lin Qiwu?!"

"..." Li Zuomu frowned. Even now, he also looks gentle and elegant, like a nobleman who was disturbed by shouts outside, "I don't understand what you mean."

Before Li Zuoqing changed his face, he quickly added: "Miss Lin fainted from the wind and cold, I brought her back to the imperial doctor out of good intentions, ah, the emperor is so careful, why don't you ask Qin Qin?" The imperial physician—as for Miss Lin, she is sleeping soundly in the side hall on the west side."

"Really? But only a fool would believe your nonsense." Li Zuoqing heard the position, and went to the side hall non-stop, passing him by without forgetting to sneer.

"Hmph..." Li Zuomu looked sideways at the direction where the eldest daughter of the emperor was going, his gaze gradually turned cold.

The more one went to the side hall, the stronger Lin Qiwu's fragrance of faith became, which also proved that what the eldest prince said was not false.

It’s just that the degree of the letter’s fragrance is far from that of Dikun’s normal state. Even Lanshuang, who is not sensitive to the letter’s fragrance, said with some doubts that Jinghe Palace actually planted such a sweet flower in winter. flower.

If the general Tiangan asks, I'm afraid it will be affected, but Li Zuoqing will only be worse than this.

The original owner and Lin Qiwu's childhood sweethearts have also been together day and night, and they are very suitable. If one party enters the trust period, it will really be like the system said, when dry wood meets a raging fire, they cannot control themselves.

In the past, it was thanks to Lin Qiwu's extreme self-restraint, and the prime minister's government was unwilling to let Lin Qiwu make a choice early, so the two of them didn't get what they wanted.

Now that Li Zuoqing encountered such a passive situation, she had mixed feelings in her heart, and her body and mind were almost separated.

But she couldn't leave Lin Qiwu like this alone, it was she who caused Lin Qiwu to stay on Wuxingtai in the cold winter night and blow the cold wind all night.

In the current result, she owes the other party no matter what.

"Qiwu!" unconsciously blurted out the most familiar address of the original owner.

Li Zuoqing tried her best to stabilize her restless nerves, but the moment she opened the door, the sweet scent of the letter in the room still made her brain shut down for a second.

Then, she really felt what a wooden person is, that is herself, every movement is almost against the physiology.

The heartbeat climbed rapidly, and the mouth was as sweet as a piece of melting honey.

The more I smell this incense, the more crazy I want to go forward.

"Lin Qiwu..."

"Hmm, Lang Yu..." A slight sound came from the bed, like a slender hand scratching the strings of a piano, it also scratched her reason for a moment.

"It's me, what's the matter with you—" Li Zuoqing covered his mouth and nose, approached stiffly, and a soft body in the dark threw himself into her arms precisely, even her heavenly fragrance couldn't be suppressed.

"I, I..." Lin Qiwu was trembling all over, and he was so afraid that he grabbed Li Zuoqing and would not let go. She had a high fever all over her body, and Di Kun Xinxiang was out of control, but when he thought of the first prince approaching rashly before, that feeling was overwhelming. Make her gag, "It's so uncomfortable, I want to vomit...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Li Zuoqing wanted to ask something more, but felt that Lin Qiwu's chest was heaving slightly, and he looked like he was about to vomit, so he had to hold back all the words in his heart and pat her on the back.

"Your Highness, would you like your subordinates to help Miss Lin?" Lan Shuang stepped forward at the right time.

Lu Shiwei is not suitable, and only her with a moderate physique is the most suitable for these things.

Lanshuang's words solved Li Zuoqing's big concern. She let Lin Qiwu fall on Lanshuang's shoulder, but she didn't want Lin Qiwu to cry uncharacteristically.

"Don't go, I don't want to be separated from Lang Yu! Lang Yu, Lang Yu—"

Her voice was hoarse, and she was weak and weak, which made her heart almost break.

I've never seen Lin Qiwu like this before, even Lan Shuang couldn't help but look at Li Zuoqing with pleading eyes.

"She, I...uh, let's go together then." Li Zuoqing let go of his hands a little and Lin Qiwu began to sob, completely lacking the restraint he had in the past when he was desperate for face.

So Li Zuoqing had no choice but to provoke that kind of bad reaction, and anxiously brought Lin Qiwu out of Jinghe Palace with Lanshuang alone.

As soon as he went out, he saw Prime Minister Lin with an uncertain expression.

It just so happened that after handing Lin Qiwu over to her parents, she could go back to rest with peace of mind.

"Xi Nu has caused trouble for the eldest princess."

"Where, I also have some faults," Li Zuoqing sighed in a low voice, and then prepared to hand Lin Qiwu over, "Qiwu has a fever from the cold, I'm afraid he will have to rest for a while."

"Lang Yu..." At the same time as she let go, Lin Qiwu acted coquettishly in front of the Prime Minister. She clung to Li Zuoqing tightly, muttering Li Zuoqing's name in her mouth.

Li Zuoqing raised his head and saw Prime Minister Lin's face that seemed to be on the verge of getting angry. His restless mood instantly cooled down.

An emotion called embarrassment filled the air.

"Prime Minister Lin, here I—" Li Zuoqing tried to discuss the countermeasures with others, after all, it was impossible to decide with the injured.

But Prime Minister Lin's tone sank, and his attitude could not be refused: "I heard the maid told the ins and outs of this matter, the eldest princess missed the appointment and let the youngest girl wait at the Wuxingtai for four hours?"

has it been this long?

"Uh, yes." Li Zuoqing felt even more guilty after being told.

"If you want to make up for Xi Nu, let Qi Wu go to the eldest princess to rest." After saying this, Prime Minister Lin's face suddenly disappeared like a cloud, and the anger disappeared without a trace as if it had never existed. .

"Ah?" Li Zuoqing was stunned.

She always felt that she was being tricked, but she couldn't explain why.

After thinking about it, if this can extinguish the anger of the prime minister's mansion, so that the royal family will not be ashamed, it will not be a loss-making business to raise Lin Qiwu back.

"Okay, okay, during this period of time, the eldest princess mansion will take care of Qiwu."

But is it really okay to hand over her daughter to her like this?

Another question hung in Li Zuoqing's mind.

On the way here, she even thought about the prime minister's rebellion against the eldest prince in the later period. Is it because Lin Qiwu and Li Zuomu cooked raw rice tonight, which made them have no choice but to support Li Zuomu's ascension to the throne.

But now, the prime minister has no intention of facing the eldest prince at all. In the later period, Li Zuomu's rebellious force, secretly alternated manpower and layout, without the support of the prime minister's mansion, how could it be organized?

Or are these details unimportant, and she just needs to reach the finale of the main storyline of the original book?

These doubts about her life and safety lingered in her heart like a cloud of sorrow, until she returned to Fengyang Pavilion, she still couldn't figure it out.

Coupled with Lin Qiwu's intermittent sobriety that night, when he opened his eyes and couldn't see Li Zuoqing, he called out to her as if calling her soul, which made Li Zuoqing stay up all night, crying incessantly.

It was agreed that she had no real feelings for the original owner, and it was agreed that she should only be regarded as a tool person who ascended to the post and supported the Lin family?

How can this be restraint and indifference, this is clearly a deep cabinet!

Li Zuoqing knew that he had some problems in this regard, but in such an obvious situation, he dared not say that Lin Qiwu had no feelings for her anymore.