The vicious villain is pretending to be weak again

After a banquet, it can be regarded as a feast for the guests and the host.

The moon is bright.

Banana took the opportunity to leave, leaving only the guest room full of makeup smell and Jiang Lingyi in messy clothes.

She didn't straighten her clothes, but just patted her trousers, opened the door at the place where Banana Niang scratched and wrinkled just now, and as expected, there were two guards standing ten steps away.

Seeing him coming out, he leaned over in surprise.

"grown ups."

Jiang Lingyi, smelling of alcohol all over her body, straightened her clothes under their faint eyes.

"I'm going out to get some air."

"Yes!" After the two guards answered yes, they silently moved out of the way, one ran to report, and the other followed behind her.

She didn't care, and didn't pay attention, she just walked swayingly, pretending to be very drunk even if she wasn't drunk, the guard behind her wanted to help, but she brushed it away with one hand.

She stepped on the moonlight and the lights along the way to the Huxin Pavilion in the Prince's Mansion.

She has a quirk.

She likes to watch fish.

Fat and fat carp.

She won't watch for too long, maybe just an hour or half an hour, because she used to have too little time, so the days of sitting in the pavilion watching the fish in a daze seem to be cherished all the more.

At that time, those idiots always felt that she was thinking of some bad idea when she was watching the fish, but they didn't understand.

If she could quit, she would have quit long ago.

When she was young, she still wanted to seize power, but after several years in politics, she wished that the little idiot would be encouraged, and she wished that he would immediately secure the throne under her ass.

What kind of emperor, whoever is rare should be the one.

She thought it through before she died.

When the little idiot is sensible, she will buy a house in the south of the Yangtze River and raise a pond of carp. When the weather is good, she will set up a deck chair and sit under a tree with a pole to fish. Copy the Buddhist scriptures and take them to the Buddhist temple as a gift to my grandmother.

If it rains, she can lie on the couch, open the small window, and sleep listening to the sound of the rain, and sleep until it gets dark, and then she can continue to be lazy when it gets dark, and the hairpin star will still be by her side, and her hand Strong, can massage, and has good strength.

What will Xu Guanlan do then?

His reputation has also been ruined. He is a notorious courtier who has been kicked out of the genealogy by the Xu family. He is still a cripple. He has nothing, so she can't leave him. Guanlan can nest with her in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River watching the fish and listening to the rain. If he is in a good mood, she can pester him and play a few games of chess with him. Xu Guanlan's handwriting is also very good. If he stays in the yard Bored, she asked him to copy the scriptures for her. Grandma liked him so much, and she probably liked the Buddhist scriptures he copied more.

After all, he will not be allowed to die alone on the guillotine.

Jiang Lingyi looked at the fish shadow in the water and sighed slowly.

However, after she died, she didn't know what happened next. With Xu Guanlan around, there would be no more chaos. With his intelligence, he should be able to escape unscathed. What's more, the imperial decree, the house, and the pension system For himself, she has prepared everything for him.

In this world, there is probably no friend who is more caring than myself.

Staring at the shadow of a fish swimming by occasionally, Jiang Lingyi lost interest.

Jiang Yan, that bastard, made her think a little too much these days. I heard that he was seriously ill and couldn't get out of bed now, but she didn't want to see him.

In this world, there are too few things that can bind her, and they are too precious.

She is willing to die for the person she cares about, but she will not shed a single tear for the person who hurt her.

This is the cruelty and determination she must have as a person in power.

Jiang Lingyi looked at the moon on the lake and lost her mind, but a weak voice sounded from behind.

"Lin, Master Lin."

She turned her head and saw a little girl in a moon-white dress in the wind, her fingertips were nervously grasping the handle of the lantern, her eyes were watery.

Everything would be fine if 'Lord Lin' wasn't a woman pretending to be.

Jiang Lingyi recalled the cry of the little girl breaking through the clouds last time, and she nodded cautiously.

"Miss Zheng Qi."

The tone is gentle and the attitude is the kind that will never make a crying girl.

Zheng Yurou, who came out deliberately because she couldn't sleep, was trembling with her breathing.

She heard from her sister that her brother-in-law is going to entertain Master Lin today, and there will be a girl to accompany her.

This is the usual way of socializing among men.

What my sister said was very simple and casual, but she heard it and couldn't tell what it was like.

So she can't sleep.

I didn't expect to meet Mr. Lin here.

Zheng Yurou was a little nervous, but also a little regretful. Today she had changed clothes and took a shower, and she didn't even put on anything on her face, not even the simplest lip balm.

Shame.

She felt like crying again.

Seeing the little girl's eyes turn red, Jiang Lingyi's tailbone tingled.

She cleared her throat, trying to look softer.

"What’s wrong with you."

Zheng Yurou shook her head choked with sobs, and the guards at the side retreated to the side in a sensible way, far away, not daring to disturb them.

This concubine Zheng's younger sister is said to be very favored by her concubine, and she is someone he cannot offend.

"My... little girl Zheng Yurou, Mrs. Xie Lin... I have saved my life several times..."

She lowered her head, bent her legs, stumbling as she spoke, looking like she was about to cry.

Jiang Lingyi took a breath in her heart, trying to figure out how to walk away politely, so as to avoid encountering the embarrassing scene last time again.

This time it's in the Prince's Mansion, if that side concubine Zheng makes a fuss, it won't look good.

"No, it's just a little effort."

Zheng Yurou's tears fell. I don't know why, maybe the moon tonight is too gentle, and Master Lin's eyes are too gentle.

She tried to open her eyes wide, but was unable to stop the tears from falling.

"Master Lin...I, I have been looking for you for a long time, I...uh...I want to repay you...thank you..."

The little girl pursed her mouth, tears were falling from her eyes, and she took out a purse from her skirt.

It is made of high-quality brocade silk, embroidered with a fox pattern, but the stitches are a bit messy.

As if made by a novice.

Still crying.

Jiang Lingyi was a little helpless, she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and handed it to her.

He put it down very lightly, curling his fingertips, without touching Zheng Yurou, nor taking her purse.

She looked at the little girl's appearance, and in her extremely vague memory, she struggled to recall her later appearance.

Standing beside Zhao Quan, there was a dignified smile on the corner of his mouth.

It is the smile that a qualified queen should have.

It's hard to imagine that the woman in another memory who was admired by everyone and suffered all kinds of hardships, and finally "reaped the rewards of suffering" looks like this now.

Crying little girl.