Therefore, when emperors had friendly exchanges with their beloved concubines, the surroundings would not block them.
They simply pulled the bed curtains up.
"Your Highness, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I just have a little trouble sleeping. The candlelight is too bright!"
"Your Highness, we servants can do these rough chores. You are a princess!"
The palace maids extinguished several candles.
The room suddenly became much darker.
She felt much better and nodded with satisfaction, preparing to go back to her bed to continue sleeping.
But just as she lay down...
But then he saw the yellow silk cloth he had brought back from his father, with its blood-red characters spread out on the table. In the dim light, the characters seemed to flow with a faint red glow, like blood.
This made her a little curious.
He got out of bed again.
I walked up to the yellow cloth and took a closer look.
"Strange, something's not right about these blood-red characters!"
She felt something was off.
He then took the yellow cloth in his hand, rubbed the characters on it vigorously, and then looked up at his hand. Wow, his hand was covered in red ink!
"No! No! There's something wrong with the writing on this yellow cloth!"
She immediately realized something was wrong.
If it was written a month or two ago, there would be no way the paint would be coming off, because the lettering on the cloth would have already dried.
But if it's written within the next few days, that might not be the case!
"This isn't an isolated phenomenon. If you apply too much pressure, some of the lettering will come off. Although the handwriting and content remain unaffected, it shows that the lettering on this yellow cloth appeared for a very short time! So short that if you apply too much pressure, some of the color will come off!"
She quickly figured it out.
"This must have been deliberately orchestrated to frame Li Lin! I knew it! How could someone as clever as him be a remnant of the Chu Kingdom? No, I must go see my father tomorrow morning and make him release Li Lin!"
Thinking about this made it even harder for her to fall asleep.
He sat by the bedside until dawn the next day, then rushed to the First Emperor's palace.
And just when she was in a great hurry.
In the imperial prison.
But it was still pitch black.
Sunlight.
It seems I don't have much of a connection with this place.
"Bang bang bang..."
However, just as the prisoners were sleeping soundly inside the cell, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded from outside.
"Minister En? Minister En? Minister En, wake up!"
Who is it?
Li Lin was somewhat unhappy. He was dreaming that he had attained immortality and was about to do something intimate with his cultivation partner. He hadn't even seen his cultivation partner's face clearly yet.
Suddenly someone called his name in his ear, waking him up.
What man could possibly accept that?
I opened my eyes and looked.
It's a young face!
It's Han Xin!
"Han Xin! What brings you here?"
"Your Excellency, after hearing the news from Prince Ziying yesterday, I have been secretly investigating. Last night, I finally made some progress!"
"Oh? You found out?"
"Yes, the person who harmed Minister En was none other than the forces that Taishi Teng and Zongzheng Ying Lin had set up behind the scenes!"
"Hey, what else is there besides this?"
"It's gone!"
Han Xin shook his head. He had spent most of the night investigating yesterday, but had only managed to uncover the mastermind behind it all.
How could he possibly investigate the rest in such a short time?
After all, he lacked connections and resources.
"Alas, Han Xin, I've been waiting for your good news while I was in prison, but you've given me an answer I already knew when I was framed. It's completely meaningless!"
Li Lin shook his head, feeling utterly helpless, when his stomach started growling.
to be honest.
The food inside the imperial prison was really mediocre.
And there are only two meals.
That is, one meal at Chenshi (7-9 AM) and one meal before nightfall.
That's all.
How could Li Lin, who was used to eating three meals a day, possibly stand this?
Although most people in ancient times ate two meals a day, the powerful and wealthy ate more than two meals a day, usually three to four.
Otherwise, I'll get really hungry.
In this day and age, how much oil and fat can you find to fill your stomach?
"Minister En, I will go back and investigate further. I will definitely overturn your case!"
Han Xin lowered his proud head somewhat embarrassed.
He had expected Li Lin to praise him.
Unexpectedly, all that searching all night turned out to be a waste of time.
I came here feeling smug, but now I'm a little disappointed.
Just as he was about to take his leave.
Mo Zhiyuan has arrived!
Although unauthorized personnel were not allowed to enter the imperial prison, it was still quite easy for Mo Zhiyuan to get in.
Han Xin entered the government through his connection with Ying Ziying.
Mo Zhiyuan entered directly as Li Lin's apprentice.
He was carrying a fragrant roast chicken and some donkey meat sandwiches, which are rare in prisons.
The aroma of meat truly permeated the entire prison.
Countless people were lured awake from their sleep by this captivating fragrance.
"Master, Master! I've come to see you. Master, you must have been starving in prison, right? This is something I made especially early this morning. My skills aren't great, so please taste it and give me your feedback!"
As soon as he saw Li Lin, he handed the roast chicken and cooked donkey meat into the prison cell.
This made Li Lin, who was starving, widen his eyes immediately. He didn't doubt that Mo Zhiyuan was his student. After all, it was only natural for a student to be filial to his master.
Right then and there, he tore off the chicken leg from the roast chicken, opened his mouth wide, and began to tear it apart.
Han Xin, who was about to leave, was drooling with envy.
Because he was hungry too...
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