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Wu Yuan broke the silence first, asking in a deep voice, "He Lin, should we tell that person about this?"
Yin Zhaobai chimed in, "Yes, if we search Qi Junxu now, he'll definitely get away with it. Even if the Consort and the Prime Minister protect him, it won't matter. Just the charge of keeping assassins is enough to sentence him to death."
He Lin lowered his head and remained silent, his thumb constantly stroking the rim of the teacup. In the small, rippling water, He Lin saw his own dark eyes.
If conclusive evidence is obtained, Qi Junxu will have no chance of turning things around. However, this move must be decisive and effective, otherwise it will alert the enemy.
Seeing that he didn't speak, the two exchanged a glance, roughly guessing what he meant, and then stopped saying anything more.
Yin Zhaobo glanced down and noticed a letter on the table next to He Lin. He asked, "Is there some emergency? Why did you have to go and get it yourself?"
He Lin took the envelope with a large, well-defined hand and handed it to him. "I don't know, I just got it. Take a look."
Yin Zhaobai slowly opened the envelope, took out the letter inside, which contained only a few lines of text.
Something has happened.
Wu Yuan couldn't help but look up at the person next to him. Yin Zhaobai was always carefree and didn't take anything seriously. The fact that he could calmly say those three words meant that the information he was conveying was definitely not ordinary.
He Lin took the letter, quickly glanced at the information on it, and then handed it to Wu Yuan.
"this……"
Gold mines were discovered in the Lingnan area, and the King of Hannan secretly smuggled weapons.
All three wore solemn expressions. This intelligence came from Yu Ling Pavilion and was absolutely correct.
Yin Zhaobai said, "Why is this old man putting away his weapons? Could he be planning a rebellion?"
Wu Yuan frowned and replied, "No matter what he's planning, we have to be on guard. He Lin, you know how serious this is, report it."
He Lin picked up the paper and looked at it several times. Finally, he pinched the edge and tore it to shreds, making it impossible to see the original writing. He then scattered all the pieces of paper into the stove, where they were burned to ashes by the charcoal fire.
Looking at He Lin's back as he stood by the window, Yin Zhaobai couldn't figure out what he was thinking.
As the henchmen of emperors throughout history, Yu Lingge served the court. As long as this matter was reported, given His Majesty's suspicious nature, regardless of whether it was true or false, he would definitely send troops to suppress the rebels.
"He Lin?"
He said in a deep voice, "No, intercept and kill."
...
It was already dark when I returned to Luoying Courtyard, and the wind was blowing outside.
Jiang Yi sat on the porch waiting, swinging her legs listlessly. When she heard footsteps coming from the courtyard gate, her eyes met He Lin's. He couldn't help but cough a few times. The sound of leaves rustling in her ears filled the air. Jiang Yi felt her heart pounding. She opened her mouth but didn't know what to say. Gu Ziyu and Xia Zhi tactfully withdrew, leaving the two of them alone.
"Where did you go? Why are you so late?" Jiang Yi jumped off the bench by the corridor, walked quickly to He Lin's side, and looked up at his dark eyes as she asked.
"I have to go out for a bit. Have you eaten yet?"
"Huh? You're asking me?"
He Lin remained silent for a moment. There wasn't a soul around except for her, so who else could she ask?
Jiang Yi felt a little smug. It seemed that even though she had misunderstood He Lin and had been giving him the cold shoulder for several days, he still cared about her quite a bit. There was a chance!
"I've used it, I've used it. What about you?"
He Lin let out a soft "hmm" and walked past Jiang Yi toward the study. Jiang Yi followed closely behind, her upturned eyes and eyebrows clearly showing that she was in a good mood.
Caught off guard, she bumped into He Lin's back, the pain making her clutch her forehead and gasp for breath.
This man looks frail and sickly, but he's actually incredibly strong. You could tell from the last time he grabbed her and wouldn't let her speak; she couldn't break free. This time was no different. Bumping into his back felt like hitting a hard rock. Although Jiang Yi hadn't seen He Lin's physique yet, she could bet he was well-endowed!
"Why have you stopped?"
He Lin turned slightly and, taking advantage of the room's light, carefully examined her forehead. After confirming she wasn't injured, he said helplessly, "Why are you following me?"
Jiang Yi rubbed the spot where she had been bumped and chuckled twice, "I have something I want to ask you."
He Lin pursed his lips: "Come in."
Jiang Yi followed closely behind He Lin, and didn't forget to close the door after entering the study.
"So, are you going back to your room to sleep tonight?"
Yes, ever since Jiang Yi started her cold war with him, He Lin "voluntarily" moved out and has been spending the night in the study these past few days. No one but the two of them knows about this.
After a short while, He Lin poured himself a cup of tea at the table and looked up at her: "Is this what you wanted to tell me?"
“Of course not!” Jiang Yi walked over and stood in front of him, saying bluntly, “I heard from my elder brother that you beat up Wu Wenpin after leaving the East Palace that day? Could it be because of…”
I don't like the look of him.
Jiang Yi: "..."
"Tch! You're just being stubborn. You're definitely trying to get revenge for me!" Jiang Yi waved her hand and grinned broadly.
He Lin glanced at her several times, his face revealing no emotion. Only his white fingers, clenched tightly around the cup, betrayed him. Finally, he calmly uttered a few words: "You're overthinking it."
"Tsk, is it really that hard for you to admit you care about me?"
"Think what you want."
"Hey, how did you beat him up? Why didn't you call me along for something so awesome? But come to think of it, you don't seem like that kind of person!"
"What kind of person?"
"Uh... looking for a fight?"
He Lin calmly took a sip of tea and said, "That's just what you think."
"Okay, okay!" Jiang Yi had no choice but to admit defeat. She plopped down on the stool next to He Lin, her big, curious eyes sparkling, and asked, "Tell me quickly how you beat him up, the more detailed the better!"
"I forgot."
"What? You forgot! How could you forget something like that?"
"I'm not that bored."
Jiang Yi was immediately rendered speechless. This meant that she was bored and had come all the way here to ask him about the process of beating someone up.
"Fine, don't tell me then. I don't really want to know anyway."
He Lin waited for a while but Jiang Yi didn't make any move. He saw her propping her head up with one hand and tapping the table back and forth with the index and middle fingers of the other hand.
"Is there anything else?"
"Yes, I'm just figuring out how to bring it up with you."
He Lin found it somewhat strange; it was rare for someone as straightforward as him to actually think about how to speak.
"Just say it."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yi stopped being polite, moved her chair closer to He Lin, and said, "Didn't Shangguan Muya order a painting from you before? Have you decided what to paint?"
He Lin stared at her for a while, then raised an eyebrow. "What do you think I should draw?"
Jiang Yi felt guilty, fearing that he would see through her, and kept avoiding eye contact.
"I... how would I know what you're going to draw!"
"I know what I'm doing, you don't need to worry about it. If Miss Shangguan has any requirements for the painting, that's fine too, after all, she paid a hundred gold coins."
"You mean you just draw whatever she tells you to draw?"
"Otherwise what?"
"What if she asks you to draw her?"
"I'll try."
Jiang Yi suddenly stood up, almost knocking over her chair. "You... He Lin, you're going to drive me crazy!"
Straight man! Absolutely a hardcore straight man! She had already said all that, yet He Lin still said such things without batting an eye!
Shangguan Muya is clearly interested in him. Is He Lin blind to this? I'm speechless!
The two stared at each other for a while, then Jiang Yi said irritably, "Give me back my candied hawthorn!"
He Lin: "..."
"You're not saying you don't want it."
"I want to eat it again now, so what?"
Jiang Yi's train of thought was too disjointed, and He Lin couldn't find a way to refute her. He also didn't want to tell her that Gu Ziyu had eaten all the candied hawthorns, so he could only reply, "Eating too much at night is bad for your teeth."
"I'll eat it!"
I'll buy you fresh ones tomorrow.
Jiang Yi stopped talking and calmed down to think about it carefully. She knew that she was being a bit unreasonable, but when she heard that He Lin was going to paint for another woman, she was inexplicably angry, especially since he didn't take it seriously!
He Lin frowned slightly as he looked at her, and asked in a typical straight-man manner, "Why are you angry?"
"ha?"
Experience tells us that when you're speechless to a certain extent, you'll start laughing.
Before Jiang Yi could answer, He Lin's next words completely extinguished her laughter: "You like me."
This wasn't a question, but a statement of fact! It was as if it had already seen through her thoughts and was just waiting for her to admit it.
Jiang Yi seemed to be frozen in place, completely motionless. Only her frantically blinking eyes revealed that her brain was working at full speed, racking her brains for a solution.
However, that was enough for He Lin to see the answer. He didn't say a word, and slowly lowered his eyelashes, which trembled slightly.
Unexpectedly, the person opposite him placed both hands on the table, one foot on the stool, looked down at him, and replied generously, "Yes, I like you, is that wrong?"
He Lin looked up and entered her line of sight. Neither of them spoke, they just stared at each other, locked in a stalemate, both proud to the core, neither willing to back down.
Jiang Yi felt her face getting hot. Fortunately, the candlelight was not as bright as the daylight, which could well cover up her blush and prevent He Lin from seeing her inner tension and panic.
"To be honest, He Lin, you're exactly my type, so according to what we say in my hometown, I'd like to pursue you. Is that okay?"
Since she doesn't know when she can go back, and there's such a handsome man hanging around her all day, why not take advantage of it? A "cross-times" love experience wouldn't hurt! Plus, with her knowledge of five thousand years of Chinese history, she could help He Lin achieve great feats and perhaps even be remembered for all time!
He Lin seemed stunned by her words, and after a long while, he finally spoke softly, "...What do you mean by pursuing me?"
"It means I want to be with you. If you agree, then you can only have me for the rest of your life. You can't marry other women, you can't have concubines, you can't have mistresses, you can't be fickle, and you can't have multiple wives and concubines. This is the rule in our area. Otherwise, you'll be breaking the law, and breaking the law will land you in jail!"
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