Chapter 541: Dust-sealed, Not Forgotten
Then something happened that surprised Anliu even more, and Jiang Lin also opened the door.
Although the 'squeak' sound was small, it was caught by three people not far away.
"Master!" Anliu was delivering good news, "Anfeng's hand is moving."
Jiang Lin's lips curled up as he slowly approached them. He heard Anliu continue, "Master, are you feeling a bit happier now? Did you come out after hearing that Anfeng could move?"
Jiang Lin looked at Anliu, wondering if he had been given too few tasks recently. Why did he find Anliu's words even more outlandish?
"Master." An Feng's eyes flashed with light as he stared at Jiang Lin, appearing somewhat excited.
Jiang Lin smiled at him and said, "It's good that it can move. It's a good sign."
An Feng nodded heavily. He had been wearing this prosthesis for a few days, but it had no effect. Qin Xiangnuan just said that he should not be impatient and should take it slowly.
But how could An Feng wait patiently? Although he didn't show it on his face, he was extremely anxious in his heart.
Just now, his left hand moved unconsciously, and joy instantly filled his chest.
But after seeing Jiang Lin, An Feng's joy that was about to overflow was temporarily suppressed.
"Master, what happened today?" An Feng asked what the people around him also wanted to know.
Jiang Lin didn't say anything, but placed the rice paper in his hand on their table.
"Is this a flower?" The moment Jiang Lin let go, Anliu took a glance, wondering what Jiang Lin meant by letting them look at a flower.
But when the painting was spread out in front of them, everyone present could see it.
"Isn't this the pattern on Nuan Yang's body?" An Feng said with a frown.
Anliu nodded at his conclusion. Jiang Lin asked them to look at this at this moment, so he must have other clues.
"Did you see him in the palace today?" Qin Xiangnuan asked.
After they learned of the existence of the Ninth Prince, they tied the people with the three flower patterns together with the Ninth Prince. However, the people they saw in the capital did not have such patterns on them.
How did they guess at that time?
They guessed that these patterns were a mark, and only those who were taken in by the Ninth Prince halfway would have such a mark.
For example, Jiang Shan and his family were saved by the Ninth Prince's men by chance, and they were asked to do things for him, which is why they were branded like this.
But there are always some things that don't make sense. At this moment, Jiang Lin gave such a painting, which clearly showed that in addition to the Ninth Prince, there are other unknown people.
Jiang Lin shook his head at Qin Xiangnuan.
"I saw him in the palace, but not today," Jiang Lin said.
This aroused the curiosity of several people.
"Master, what is this?" Anliu asked.
Jiang Lin asked them to sit down first, "This is a long story."
No matter how long it was, Qin Xiangnuan and the others would naturally listen to it, and they only found that things were becoming more and more interesting.
When this flower first appeared, it did not leave much impression on Jiang Lin. He was simply curious about it.
"What's it called?" Little Jiang Lin looked up at someone and asked.
The person reached out and touched the delicate petals, then shook his head. "I can't tell you now, but you'll know in the future."
Little Jiang Lin didn't have too much curiosity. He gradually understood a truth in the palace: if you want to live a stable life, you should not care about things that have nothing to do with you. Watching from the sidelines is the right choice.
But little Jiang Lin became Jiang Lin, and he still didn't know the name of the flower, nor did he know when the "later" that person had mentioned would appear.
"Master, who is that person?" Anliu couldn't help but want to find out more since Jiang Lin didn't say anything clearly.
But Jiang Lin chuckled at him and said, "I don't know who he is either."
Qin Xiangnuan raised her eyebrows. Jiang Lin didn't lie, but he must know who this person was involved with. The undercurrent issue was not right.
Sure enough, Jiang Lin continued to speak.
Little Jiang Lin never saw that man again after that day. In the past, he would meet that man once every half a month, but since then, when the half-month deadline was up, Jiang Lin did not wait for him at the original place.
"Young Master, let's go back."
"Grandpa, aren't we waiting for him?" Little Jiang Lin still liked that man very much. He would tell him many things he had never seen or heard before, and would also teach him some martial arts that no one else knew.
"Young Master, you can't wait any longer. He won't come."
Little Jiang Lin was puzzled, "Why?"
Fan Zhengde picked up little Jiang Lin and said as they walked, "He went to another distant place. It's too far from here, and he can't find his way home."
Although Jiang Lin was young, he was not stupid. He would not believe such nonsense to fool children, but he did not continue to ask.
Fan Zhengde carried little Jiang Lin to a dilapidated house and took out a flower that little Jiang Lin had seen once.
"Young master, hold this." Fan Zhengde couldn't free his hands, so he put the flower in little Jiang Lin's arms.
Then, little Jiang Lin and Hua were held in Fan Zhengde's arms.
This time, Xiao Jianglin came into close contact with the flower and looked at it all over, so carefully that he could clearly see the path on each petal.
"Master, is the eunuch you are talking about the one who is beside the emperor?" Anliu understood, but still confirmed it again.
"Yes." Jiang Lin nodded.
Anliu was amazed, "It seems that this eunuch is not loyal to the emperor!"
Thinking of the undercurrent, he laughed, "Then the emperor is really pitiful. There is no one around him who is worthy of his trust."
Qin Xiangnuan glanced at Jiang Lin, then said to Anliu, "Who would dare to be sincere when trying to get the skin of a tiger? The emperor has never thought about being sincere to others, and this is no exception."
Anliu nodded when he heard this, "Miss San is right."
Seeing that the topic was about to be diverted by the undercurrent, An Feng asked Jiang Lin, "Master, who is this eunuch?"
Jiang Lin's eyes flickered, and he shook his head. "That pot of flowers was taken away by Fan Zhengde after we returned to the palace. I don't know where it was placed afterwards."
In short, Jiang Lin never saw it again after that, and Fan Zhengde also began to gradually distance himself from him. Jiang Lin had no idea what happened afterwards.
Xiao Jianglin never cared about these things, and he had seen many such things in the palace. Xiao Jianglin might have been sad about it, but in the end he chose a way that made himself feel at ease.
Forget the things that make you painful, so that the road ahead will be smoother.
This is also the reason why Jiang Lin didn't have much impression of Fan Zhengde afterwards. It was only because of some recent events that made him dig up all these things that he thought he had forgotten.
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