The whole world thinks I'm a nephew

Lin Jingyun opened the beaded curtain and saw that the Queen Mother was already waiting for him, so he couldn't help but chuckled, quietly waved away the maids and eunuchs who were waiting on him, picked up the tea on the table and offered it to him, and said: "Auntie, my servant just now Returning to the palace from Northern Xinjiang, I was thinking of entering the palace to see you—"

The Empress Dowager rubbed her eyebrows with one hand and nodded to him: "You can put it here."

Lin Jingyun sat down as promised.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but I lost a lot of weight. Did Saibei's body startle?"

Lin Jingyun smiled and said: "What my aunt said is true. It's just that the soldiers have worked hard and have not complained. I'm just an overseer. Naturally, I can bear any weather."

"So." The Queen Mother nodded, "Where is Jingqiu?"

Lin Jingyun nodded and said, "Brother, everything is fine."

"It's winter, tell him not to wander around blindly, wear more clothes, don't be cold. I sent someone to send him some food a few days ago. If he thinks it tastes good, I still have some here." Send it back to Jingqiu."

Lin Jingyun responded meekly: "It's all good. I'll go back and tell my elder brother."

As the young man said, he got up, not sure if he was not feeling well, but his whole body was shaking a little, staggered and nearly fell to the ground.

Lin Jingyun supported the table, closed her eyes and breathed weakly and said: "Gu Gu, if I have nothing else to do, I will go back first. I haven't read this brochure yet, if I don't go again, I'm afraid the emperor will have to wait in a hurry."

He is very weak now, probably because Shen Zhuo made him so hard last night, when he got up this morning he was extremely dizzy, and now his body feels as if it is on fire.

The empress dowager was upset because of the relocation of the mausoleum, but she didn't notice that Lin Jingyun was suffering. Seeing that he was about to leave without saying hello, the empress dowager got up and said displeasedly: "Jingyun."

Lin Jingyun stopped in her tracks: "Auntie, what else is there?"

The queen mother asked anxiously: "Do you know what your little emperor is going to do?"

"It's nothing more than a posthumous posthumous title, it's just something for people to see. But this concubine moving to the mausoleum is just to refute my Lin family's face! You are also the Lin family, how can you not care about this matter at all?" ?”

Lin Jingyun showed a little tiredness between his brows, and interrupted her: "Aunt."

The queen mother was taken aback.

Lin Jingyun didn't have much strength anymore, he didn't want to argue, he just wanted to go back quickly: "The emperor bestowed a posthumous title on her mother and concubine, but it's only for the living; such a posthumous title is even more so. Aunt is now the master of the harem, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?"

There was still that light smile on his lips, the Queen Mother was stunned for a moment by his gaze, and the corner of her mouth hesitated: "You—"

"The world in Dongqi belongs to the emperor, what can I do to stop him?"

Lin Jingyun didn't want to spend any time with her, so she said she felt unwell, turned around and walked out of the palace gate.

When Lin Jun saw him, he rushed up to meet him, but he didn't know that the second son of his family had nothing to support him as soon as he went out, his feet were limp and he was about to fall straight to the ground——

Lin Jun screamed in shock and rushed forward to help Lin Jingyun up: "Second Young Master!"

However, Master Xiang closed his eyes tightly and could no longer hear.

Lin Jingyun's illness was severe, and he had a fever for two or three days before gradually getting better.

After Shen Zhuo heard about this incident, he asked the imperial physician to go to Xiang's mansion for treatment, and because of Lin Xiang's weak body, he specially kindly spared Lin Xiang from the hard work of writing papers, so that he could rest well.

At that time, Lu Qingyi was beside him: "Xiang Lin worked hard day and night, so he really should take a good rest."

Shen Zhuo snorted coldly.

Lu Qingyi continued: "Yesterday there was news from Northern Xinjiang that General Xiao was about to lose, and the bandits fled everywhere. Right now, they are preparing to rectify military discipline and take them down in one fell swoop."

Shen Zhuo stopped the cinnabar to reply, thought for a while and said: "Now that the Prime Minister is back, it will not be smooth sailing for General Xiao who has lost his confidence in the army. In that case, I will ask Chen Yusheng to help him."