Chapter 502

Lingtong shivered on his knees, but Lin Chuyu did not speak, so he did not dare to speak, for fear that a wrong sentence would lead to death.

He is not afraid of prime minister Yan's sophistication, but he is extremely afraid of Lin Chuyu. Others don't know Lin Chuyu's horror, but he has always known it. He watched her with his own eyes. From a humble daughter of the subjugated state, how she destroyed the government of the Soviet Union, one of the four families in Jingmen, step by step, and how she survived, becoming the lady of the sixth palace.

Such a seemingly delicate woman is stronger than anyone else.

Lin Chuyu hung him and sat down slowly to one side. The only quiet thing in the room was the sound of the spoon occasionally touching the soup cup in her hand.

Lingtong tensed his nerves and made countless assumptions in his heart. He just couldn't imagine how Lin Chuyu would treat him.

Until the fireworks outside exploded again.

"Master, in May, he will be guarding the palace like tonight, won't he?" Lin Chuyu asked him.

"May..." After thinking about it, Lingtong nodded: "yes, in May, it's the great ceremony of Beiyan. At that time, the poor monk will take a group of people to guard the altar set outside Shenwu gate."

Lin Chuyu felt a little relieved when she heard the speech.

"The day before the memorial ceremony, I want you to come to see me." Lin Chuyu glared at him.

"Yes." Lingtong looked up at her and asked, "lady, as long as the poor monk comes to pick her up?"

"Come on time, and don't reveal a word, otherwise..."

"Yes, I understand." Lingtong didn't wait for her to finish, so she quickly answered. Lin Chuyu suddenly told him that what he couldn't understand was not once or twice. Every time like this, someone would have bad luck.

Thinking of these, Lingtong couldn't help shivering. This time, I don't know who was unlucky.

Lin Chuyu coldly looked at the smart eyes still spinning around, and said, "there's one more thing I want you to do."

"At your mother's command."

"Go and see Princess Xian." Lin Chuyu said.

Lingtong looked up in amazement and said in a hurry: "my mother knows that I have nothing to do with Princess Xian. If she doesn't believe me, I can tell the emperor what Prime Minister Yan asked me to do..."

Ling did not finish the call, he saw Lin Chuyu's beautiful lips coldly hook up.

Smart mind wilted down, biting teeth dare not say.

Lin Chuyu knew the meaning of his words. He wanted to use it to threaten her to tell the emperor all the things he had done?

"Master, don't worry. I know your caution, but I don't blame you." Lin Chuyu said.

"Thank you for your generosity." Lingtong kneels down quickly. He feels that his level is not low. But in front of Lin Chuyu, he feels that his careful thinking is transparent.

"After meeting Princess Xian, let her wait in peace. As for how to say that, the master should know." Lin Chuyu looks at him.

"I understand."

Lingtong thinks that his eloquent mouth can only dry say these words here.

Lin Chuyu looked at him with sweat on his forehead. He was already in a state of compromise, which made him get up: "master, do it as soon as possible. I hope you will not forget what I have told you, otherwise..."

"I understand." Lingtong just relaxed and raised it again. Lin Chuyu's, otherwise is not he can bear, maybe she a medicine can let oneself born not so.

Lingtong came out of Yilan Xiaozhu. When the cold wind blew, he shivered. Then he found that his back clothes had been soaked with sweat.

Waiting outside, the little father-in-law met him, looked at him respectfully and said, "what's the matter with you, master?"

"Amitabha, poor monk." Lingtongqiang calmed himself and then looked back at Yilan Xiaozhu. Then he tightened his face and turned away.

As soon as the night is over, it will be the last day of the year. According to the old rule, there will be a big banquet in the palace to invite all the meritorious officials and wives to the banquet.

Su Qingfang didn't have an order, but the Ministry of internal affairs sent her a post and invited her to join Cai Yan.

But today, there is another Liang Jing.

When Xunyang saw Liang Jing, he stood alone under the plum tree and didn't know what to think. The thick mink fur draped on him didn't seem to be able to stop the cold.

Xunyang knew that he had left the capital some time ago, and he could guess that he was looking for the eighth prince. After thinking about it, he told Yun Baiyu to go forward with Xunjing and xunshao, and then he came to him.

"When General Liang went to Chu, did he not find the eighth prince?" Xunyang asked him.

Liang jingmou color moved, light cough, turned to see him: "no news."

Xun Yang also frowned: "although the eighth Prince is reckless, he is not stupid. Since he has gone to southern Xinjiang, he should not go to Chu."

Liang Jing thought the same way, but he not only went to Chu, but also went to southern Xinjiang, where there was no news of the eighth prince, as if he had evaporated."I'll go again in a few years." When Liang Jing finished, he asked to go.

"Go and meet the lady." Xunyang said: "you and Shufei Niang, and the eighth prince are good friends. Shufei Niang is also a princess of the state of Chu. I think there must be a way."

Liang Jingdong's hand in his sleeve was slightly tight, and then he walked away.

Xunyang looked at his back and frowned, but he didn't say anything. He just watched him leave and turned to the front.

Today's banquet is very big. In the cold winter, the palace also has flowers in full bloom in winter, accompanied by red plum and white snow, which is very interesting.

But on such a cold day, Chu Yu should not show up.

Xunyang thought silently. Knowing that Yun Baiyu came, he adjusted his cloak and dusted the snow off his shoulders. Then he said with a smile, "it's cold outside. My husband should be careful not to get cold."

Looking at the cloud white jade in front of him, Xun Yang didn't like it much, but he didn't dislike it, especially because she was so considerate and gentle.

"Thank you, madam." Xunyang no longer called her yu'er, but with a smile, he went forward.

Yun Baiyu knew his thoughts, but she didn't care. As long as she could be with him, she would be fine.

Follow him all the way forward, all around cast envious eyes.

Yun Baiyu, the son of the Xun family, Jing Zhaoyin, who is deeply loved by the people, and the only wife trusted by the emperor, knows that she is humble, but she still stands beside him and will accompany him all the time.

Today is such a big day, Lin Chuyu should have gone out, but after thinking about it, Lin Chuyu only said that she was unwell and stayed in Yilan Xiaozhu.

The Silver Charcoal in the pot was very hot. Cicada Ming moved a small stool and sat down on the charcoal pot. He embroidered and warmed up the fire. He sometimes complained about how difficult it was to embroider.