Chapter 783

Inside and outside the palace, there was a difference because the high priest came again.

Xiaoyu goes out early and returns late every day. It is said that she follows the identity of the king to track down the "real murderer" who intercepted and killed the priests.

Lin Mengya knows better than anyone that the "real murderer" may have to be tracked down in the next life.

His eyes turned back to the so-called intelligence written densely on the table.

The corners of his mouth provoked a strange smile. It turned out that those rich and powerful were based on lies.

If a lie concerns the family, the country and the world, it becomes a conspiracy.

The best politician is also the best liar.

See through, that's all.

"Here you are, sister Helan. Madam, please come over!"

Ning Qiu was in awe of Helan in addition to being close.

But she kept her identity in mind all the time. She had no choice but to be loyal to her wife.

It's not that no one came to deliberately woo her, but Ning Qiu was young and her heart was transparent.

Today she will betray her wife, and tomorrow she will betray her new master for the same reason.

And such people will die the worst.

"OK, I'll go right away."

The voice is soft, concealing the complex smile, and the rest is the spring breeze that people can't help being close to.

Lin Mengya put away the false information on the table and walked to the bedroom in Fengyu garden with Ning Qiu.

"Ning Qiu, is there a new person in our palace?"

Inadvertently swept into the corner of the wall, a slightly strange figure came into sight.

Because of the Shennong system, everyone in Fengyu garden was recognized by her at the first time.

Although the figure was insignificant, she recognized it at the first time.

Ning Qiu looked at Helan, who suddenly stopped, with a slight doubt in her eyes.

She looked in the direction of her sight and thought for a moment. She suddenly realized and said.

"She is not a person in our yard. That person is Xiao gong'e in the flower house. She comes to us every half a month to send some new flowers and plants. These should have been changed every other day, but my wife thinks it's troublesome, so she asks them to come once a half a month. Why, what's wrong?"

Lin Mengya turned her head and gently shook her head. Xiao gong'e was holding flowers and plants in her hand. She really looked like a person in the flower house.

But her keen hearing just made her recognize a very subtle bell sound.

If she heard correctly, this bell should be the one given by ChongTong man to his highness a few days ago.

Sure enough, did the arrival of the high priest make the man lose his breath?

"Come on, don't let your wife wait too long."

It seems that she is going to take another risk tonight.

I hope those two big perverts won't do anything like last time.

The bedroom is as elegant and luxurious as ever, but the sandalwood in the room seems thicker than yesterday.

In the room, those gong'e who served Mrs. Jingrou automatically withdrew after they arrived.

Everyone knows that Ning Qiu and he LAN are the wife's confidants. As long as they are there, outsiders don't have to go in and serve.

Besides, today, the lady who has been frowning early in the morning really seems to have something on her mind.

"Here you are."

Meimou just turned around. It seems that after Lin Mengya glanced at it, she continued to throw it on the Buddhist scriptures in her hand.

Nodded, Lin Mengya and Ning Qiu stood quietly beside her, serving the gentle lady.

She silently recited the Sutra until the last syllable disappeared. Then she put down the Sutra and sighed gently.

"Have you heard about Xin Luan?"

My wife also knew about the killing of the priest.

It must be the high priest's coming again that can make her so worried.

"Well, the high priest has returned to the king's palace. The king has specially photographed many people to protect him. I believe no one will dare to harm him any more."

No matter what the consequences of this interception are, there will be no follow-up action.

In fact, in her private heart, Lin Mengya still hopes to let the high priest go back alive.

After all, this ambitious and resourceful high priest is at least a normal person compared to sinriena pervert.

With him, it must not be easy for Xinli.

"You follow me to see him."

Today's wife's words are especially less. In her beautiful eyes, there is a little complex emotion.

Lin Mengya can slightly understand her wife's mood. After all, she escaped from Xin's house.

This kind of feeling is similar to the timid feeling of near hometown. I'm afraid others can't understand it.

The Royal Palace is still bustling, but Mrs. Jingrou is more and more low-key these days, so she has not encountered any blatant provocation.

On the contrary, because the queen king once had a conflict with several priests, and then there were such rumors. Vaguely, the palace people gradually changed slightly.

To live in a palace, you must have a top-down observation.

Now that the wind direction in the palace has changed, they must change with it.

Along the way, almost everyone was respectful to his wife.

Moreover, several palace people who followed their respective masters and despised their wives gradually had the meaning of flattery in their eyes.

Lin Mengya knows very well that these people are not fools. She knows that in the future, the queen of the king will gradually lose power in this palace.

Even if her son ascended the throne later, the tribal leaders who love revenge will not forget the tragic death of the priests.

Although it is difficult to master the human heart, it is easy to incite.

Now, the people she sent have spread the news in the palace to the tribe.

She will let the king never turn over.

Several people walked and stopped, and soon arrived at the Xiannan hall where the high priest lived.

The lady was a little excited, and her eyes filled with water vapor.

Lin Mengya is a little curious. Shouldn't the people of the Xin family be painful memories for his wife? Why——

"Sister! I finally saw you!"

In the Xiannan hall, a slightly tired low voice suddenly appeared.

Then, a middle-aged man dressed in white strode in front of them and grabbed his wife's slim waist.

"We haven't seen each other for years. Sister, you are still so beautiful."

The familiar tone surprised Lin Mengya a little.

The tone of his wife at that time was not familiar with him?

Why, now, they seem to be close brothers and sisters.

"How old are you? You're so unstable. You're not afraid of being laughed at."

The lady frowned all morning and finally resolved it at the moment.

Gently looking at the cousin who is only a few years younger than himself, his tone is also much more relaxed.

Lin Mengya can clearly see that the eyes of the two people just seem to be exchanging something.

When she wanted to explore further, their eyes returned to normal.

Eh, strange!

"I'm excited for a moment. Sister, please come in. I heard that my little nephew came back and didn't see it a few days ago. Did you bring it?"

Although she let go of Mrs. Jingrou, Xin Luan still affectionately took her sleeve.

Lin Mengya then had the opportunity to look at the man in front of him who, according to legend, climbed to the position of high priest.

Facial features can only be regarded as ordinary.

To tell the truth, the people of the Xin family she met, whether Xin Li, his wife or Xiao Yu, had a delicate appearance like a demon.

But the high priest, let alone elegant, can only be regarded as the lower middle reaches in terms of appearance.

Lin Mengya knows that people should not judge by their appearance.

Although the high priest is not handsome, his plain facial features will give people a sense of sureness.

The eyes are pure and introverted, so people can't see his depth. If you want to talk deeply, you find that they are like an iron wall, so people can't find any weakness.

And when he talked and laughed with his wife, he could not see the power of any superior, but people despised him.

Xiaoyu's uncle is a wonderful man.

As they walked into the Xiannan hall together, it was clean without any unnecessary furnishings.

However, there are several large books on the book case. It seems that Xin Luan should be reading before they come.

Lin Mengya looked around without leaving a trace and found that there were no decorations here except books.

And in the main hall, there was only a little boy in green to serve, not even a gong'e.

Presumably, the high priest also saved the trouble to the extreme.

"I didn't bring yu'er here. The child follows his father to check the people who attacked you every day. By the way, aren't you hurt?"

The lady felt a little sorry. During her inquiry, she was a little worried.

Xin Luan immediately shook his head, as if he didn't pay attention to the interception.

"Of course not. I'm just an unimportant role, and people won't kill me. I just want to harass you in the palace for a while. Please don't dislike me."

The appearance seemed to be casual, but Lin Mengya secretly raised her eyebrows.

Only one face-to-face, but she had a superficial understanding of the high priest Xinluan.

Even the room is so fresh that it can explain one thing besides that Xinluan doesn't pay attention to enjoyment.

This man is very cautious.

But what he said was obviously something in his words.

Mrs. Jingrou was stunned, but she reacted quickly.

The beautiful eyes are still soft and can't see any flaws.

And Xin Luan no longer discussed the interception. Sister and brother began to talk about the past eagerly.

Listening to the old stories of the Xin family, only she and Ning Qiu and the little boy in green are left to serve in the hall.

The two seem to have a very tacit understanding. They deliberately don't mention any key things, which makes Lin Mengya feel a little pity.

Originally, this may be a good time to understand your wife's past.

But who knows that these two people are watertight. Sure enough, they are from the Xin family. It's so difficult to do one at a time.

"I heard that Li'er has become the next high priest?"