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Author: Feng Si Niang

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Xiao Zimei suddenly covered Lin Ling's mouth and said, "Keep your voice down, auntie! I have this armband, but I must not let others know about it!"

After saying that, he looked at Du Heng again. After getting a positive nod from the other party, he admitted everything like a child who had done something wrong:

"This is sister Zhijun's favorite thing. That day... I gave all the money I had hidden to those who dumped the body behind, but they said they were not allowed to bury it! I, I..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Zimei's voice was muffled, as if she was about to cry:

"I couldn't resist, and only the last request was granted, which was this armband.

I want to keep Sister Zhijun’s armband with me, even if it’s just a thought...

Wuwuwu~ She treats me so well, like a biological sister, but I can’t even bury their family!”

At the end of the sentence, she couldn't help but sob. Lin Ling couldn't help it either, hugging her and crying silently.

Du Heng just stared blankly, as if he and them were separated by some void barrier.

She knew that they were crying for her, but she would always pretend that she could not sympathize with their pain.

They were crying for the dead Lin Zhijun, but she was the living Du Heng;

They still live in the shadow of the dead Lin family, and even have to bear a lifetime of infamy.

But she has to carry the coffins of everyone who died in the Lin family in secret, walking alone for the rest of her life. The only thing accompanying her should be the full moon when she looks up!

That's all, I will keep this armband with sister Zimei for the time being. I hope that when she sees this armband, she will still think of Lin's kindness, instead of complaining after being ridiculed and ridiculed by others one day.

Thinking of this, Lin Ling and Xiao Zimei had already adjusted their emotions, arranged each other's appearance, finally looked at each other and smiled, and took Du Heng with them and left the place together.

As he walked, Lin Ling said "Huh——" and then said to himself: "Why is he here?"

Du Heng and Xiao Zimei followed Lin Ling's gaze and saw a tall man talking to the emperor's grandson Zhou Xian.

This man has very bright eyes and a darker complexion. Standing next to the handsome Emperor Taisun, his high nose and wide mouth make him appear rugged.

Although he was wearing the same clothes, this man had an unmistakable sense of strength all over his body.

The one who looks completely different from them is Beiyan's protégé Tantai Shao.

Although he has a separate residence in Beijing, he does not need to think about how many layers of surveillance he is under.

I don't usually attend many banquets, but today I am more lively.

But the person Du Heng was looking at was Zhou Xian, her ex-fiancé.

She didn't care much about her ex-fiancé choosing a new concubine, and she didn't have much feelings for Zhou Xian.

She just wanted to know Zhou Xian's attitude towards the destruction of the Lin family and what he had found out now. This would be of great help to her intelligence collection.

Suddenly someone bumped her shoulder. Lin Ling narrowly blinked at Du Heng, "Miss Du Si, you're a big girl, please don't stare blankly at your fiancé!"

Only then did Du Heng realize that not far behind Zhou Xian was Xue Feibai, the young man of the Xue family, her nominal fiancé.

Even if the young man of the Xue family stands behind the emperor's grandson, he does not hide his brilliance at all.

He has an outstanding appearance that is rarely seen in the world, with a hint of womanliness but no powdery air.

Others stood with him and looked at him from a distance, as if they were leaning against a jade tree.

Every move he makes makes him look more eye-catching to others.

The water is like the willows in the spring moon, and the clouds are like the morning glow. Such words seem to be born to describe his appearance.

***

Zhou Xian left the crowd and went to the back garden, bypassing the rockery——

"Brother Xian! You're back!" A petite but cute girl suddenly jumped out and almost jumped on Zhou Xian.

Zhou Xian moved his body faster than his brain, hurriedly avoided it, frowned slightly, "Minmin, why are you shouting, it's inappropriate."

The girl named Min Min pursed her smiling lips, her cute tiger teeth disappeared, and she uncomfortably grabbed her pigtails with her hands.

Zhou Xian, who raised his cat-like eyes from time to time, seemed to be afraid of being offended, and said slowly: "People are happy to see you..."

Luo Min, the beloved daughter of the Jinzhou General Soldier, was somewhat distantly related to Zhou Xian.

Jinzhou is the most important town in the northeast against Yan. It is guarded by the emperor's confidant general Luo Min's father all year round.

As the saying goes, Luo Jing of Jinzhou is the iron man, and Liaodong is the commander-in-chief of Liaodong. The previous commander-in-chief of Liaodong also vaguely followed Luo Jing's lead.

Luo Min is Luo Jing's youngest and only daughter, whom she loves like a treasure; Luo Min is fond of Zhou Xian, so she always regarded Lin Zhijun as her love rival;

The Lin family is noble, but they are not as powerful as Luo Jing. Therefore, Lin Zhijun previously regarded Luo Min as playing like a child and kept him at arm's length if he could.

Not to mention that Zhou Xian only regarded Luo Min as his younger sister. Even if he really wanted to change his wife to the grandson, he still had to see if his suspicious imperial grandfather would agree.

Luo Min saw that Zhou Xian obviously didn't want to take the initiative to speak, so he said to himself: "Brother Xian, I know you hate such occasions. You still have that dead man in your heart..."

Seeing Zhou Xian's cold gaze towards her, Luo Min swallowed her saliva:

"...You hate it when the Crown Princess makes such a fuss to choose your wife before Lin Zhijun's body is still cold, but you have to look forward. You can't live without getting married for the rest of your life!"

Luo Min's words didn't know which nerve they touched on in Zhou Xian's mind. A dark cloud appeared on his smooth and handsome face. His thick eyebrows were furrowed and he said without pretense:

"Minmin, this is your brother's and my own business." He emphasized the word "brother", then threw up his sleeves and left.

Luo Min was left alone, stomping on the spot bitterly.

***

After Zhou Xian left, he didn't know what kind of drama he had missed. For this drama, he had to thank Du Ruolan, who had been in high spirits recently:

Du Ruolan became the eldest daughter of the new Minister of Dali Temple and had a good marriage.

People who had admired Du Ruolan in the past suddenly flocked to her like a tide. Du Ruolan didn't even know her last name for a while, and her posture and expression became more and more arrogant.

"Wow, Miss Ruolan, your hands smell so good! It smells a bit like Yanxiaji ointment to me, but this smell is much longer and more elegant than that one!"

A girl took the lead to please.

Du Ruolan naturally came up with something to say: "This is Yan Xia Ji's ointment. It's just a new product that hasn't been released yet. I asked Bao Zhitang for the recipe and mixed it with their own secret recipe. It can activate blood and promote muscle growth."

, and can make the skin delicate and moist...

My area was scabbed so I didn't want to leave any scars before I applied it. Do you think there are any traces of it now?" After saying this, there was another small exclamation.

The girls stepped forward in unison.

There is indeed a spot on the inner side of Du Ruolan's forearm that is darker than other spots. Now it is a light rose-like flesh pink. After applying a layer of paste, it is like a flower with morning dew inside, ready to bloom and be picked.

"I heard rumors that Yan Xia Ji is the private property of a certain noble lady in the capital. New products are only available to the noble lady among the noble ladies..."
Chapter completed!