"Don't say such things casually outside," Chu Yunni hurriedly reminded her. She knew that in the capital, a careless word could bring trouble.
"Yes, I know, Madam Ji."
Lin Xihe quickly agreed, knowing in her heart that Chu Yunni was doing it for her own good.
Back then, it was his own steward who used a poem that supposedly offended the emperor to report his father, and even after his father had died on the battlefield, he was still burdened with such a stigma.
If she had continued to live peacefully in that remote little village, Lin Xihe would never have had any feelings for the original owner's father and brother, nor would she have cared about these injustices, and would have simply lived her own ordinary life.
But now that they have returned to the capital, these past events and grudges can no longer be ignored.
Even if she doesn't cause trouble herself, it's hard to guarantee that others won't harm her.
So this is what Gu Qinghuai meant when he said that returning to the capital would draw him into the vortex of conflict in the city.
She seemed unable to remain uninvolved.
Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from behind, breaking the slightly heavy atmosphere.
Along with the footsteps, a sharp, neither-male-nor-female voice drifted from afar: "Miss Lin, you've been quite a search for me."
The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw a eunuch jogging over in the distance, holding a bright yellow imperial edict in his hand, followed by two teams of imposing guards.
Upon hearing that the person had come to see her, Lin Xihe was filled with doubt. She subconsciously glanced at Ji Zhuo's mother beside her, a hint of unease in her eyes.
The eunuch walked very fast and soon arrived. He stopped and held the imperial edict high, his expression solemn and dignified.
Seeing this, Chu Yunni dared not be negligent in the slightest and immediately pulled Lin Xihe down to kneel down respectfully.
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