After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Zhou Zijin didn't know what he said wrong, so he had to catch up and try to change the topic.

"I heard that you wanted to make wine, so I went to the winery to find an old wine jar for you. Would you like to take a closer look?"

On the other hand, Lin Xiaolian on the side immediately understood the reason why Lin Zhiyu was so shy, and smiled:

"My lady has not shown such a lively temper for a long time. It seems that the third prince is really my beloved!"

Lin Xiaolian specially emphasized the word "beloved man" very strongly, and secretly thought that if the young lady could get a good place, she would be willing to help the third prince add fuel to this ambiguous atmosphere.

"Xiaolian!"

Lin Zhiyu was going to be embarrassed to death by this little girl Lin Xiaolian.

But he didn't want to get too angry in front of Zhou Zijin, "I have to treat you well today!"

Seeing that Lin Zhiyu seemed really angry, Lin Xiaolian hurriedly pretended to suddenly realize:

"Oh, the hot water is boiling. I have to go and take a look. I won't disturb the conversation between the young lady and the prince."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Xiaolian ran away quickly, not forgetting to close the door before leaving.

Miss, Miss, success or failure depends on this, hurry up and take down the Third Prince, Xiaolian, I can follow you to enjoy life!

How could Lin Zhiyu know Lin Xiaolian's psychological activities? At this moment, she and Zhou Zijin were the only ones left, and they didn't know how to react for a while.

After a moment of silence, Lin Zhiyu slapped his head and pretended to be anxious: "Oh, I forgot to ask her to get the glutinous rice wine!"

With that said, he was about to walk out.

It was a rare visit to the palace for Zhou Zijin. In order to spend more time with Lin Zhiyu, he was naturally fully prepared. How could he leave so easily?

He took three steps and two steps at a time, and like a magic trick, he took out a small jar of glutinous rice wine from his wide sleeve robe:

"I knew you wanted to make osmanthus wine, so I brought it all for you."

Lin Zhiyu had no choice but to stop.

"You haven't answered me yet, why are you free today?"

In order to divert his attention, Lin Zhiyu unceremoniously took the glutinous rice wine from Zhou Zijin's hand. As soon as he opened it, a faint aroma of wine instantly spread from the mouth of the jar.

"It smells so good!"

In order to maintain the queen's dignity in her previous life, Lin Zhiyu had not touched wine for many years.

"Now that you're here, don't be idle. One layer of osmanthus and one layer of honey, don't mix it up!"

Lin Zhiyu closed the lid, and there were still traces of aroma leaking out from the gaps, and there was a bit of drunkenness in the air.

Zhou Zijin was not annoyed at Lin Zhiyu's instigation of this matter. He cleaned his hands and obeyed her request. He carefully selected the complete dried osmanthus flowers and spread them into the jar.

"During the afternoon discussion, I left something in the palace, and I just happened to drop by to see you."

"Is it something important?"

"Well, it's something very important."

Zhou Zijin looked at Lin Zhiyu, still looking as gentle as jade.

Lin Zhiyu suddenly ran out of words. He lowered his head and fiddled with the petals. The two fell into silence again.

Zhou Zijin rolled up his sleeves and squatted on the ground. The gentle temperament in his movements still made Lin Zhiyu couldn't help but take a second look.

As expected of a man that every famous lady in the capital would dream of marrying, Lin Zhiyu felt as if he had gotten a huge advantage.

As if sensing Lin Zhiyu's gaze, Zhou Zijin raised his head abruptly and met Lin Zhiyu's gaze for a moment. The air was silent for two seconds, and then the two parties moved away in tacit understanding, as if nothing had happened.

The tips of Zhou Zijin's ears turned slightly red, and he coughed twice unnaturally:

"I heard that Concubine Ling gave you a hard time at the banquet tonight?"

Lin Zhiyu's hand paused, and his tone was slightly surprised: "The news spread so quickly."

Zhou Zijin smiled and said nothing.

"It's not that big of a deal. They are just arguing about the matter of co-managing the Sixth Palace."

Zhou Zijin's expression suddenly became serious: "If she attacks, just bear with it for now. She has always been ruthless. If something happens, I won't be able to arrive in time."

These words awakened Lin Zhiyu as to why Zhou Tingchen had to set up this stage today.

Jiang Wanning was dissatisfied with the new queen's rise to power, and Lin Minghua was the person he cared about most. Only then did she use Lin Zhiyu to assist in the Sixth Palace, which made Jiang Wanning feel that she, Lin Zhiyu, held a lot of weight in the emperor's heart!

This is to save the country through curves, to surround Wei and save Zhao!

Damn man!

You've already been reborn, and you still use yourself as a target. Damn it!

During the day, it seemed that Jiang Wanning had won the right to co-manage the Sixth Palace and defeated Lin Minghua. In fact, she was the one who lost...

If you are not loved and are plotted by the person next to you, so what if you are the queen?

What's more, Jiang Wanning is just Concubine Ling?

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyu felt as sad as a rabbit dying and a fox dying.

but……

Does she seem to be missing something?

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyu immediately asked:

"Is there going to be another war?"

According to the timeline of the previous life, a war was going to happen recently.

Zhou Zijin remained silent, acquiescing.

Lin Zhiyu tucked the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears, feeling inexplicably sad.

"Jiang Sheng holds great power. Brother Huang is worried and ordered me to go with him."

Lin Zhiyu's heart skipped a beat again.

She clearly remembered that in her last life, the Huns also invaded. Zhou Zijin personally went into battle and captured the opposing general. However, he was attacked in the middle and was pierced in the shoulder by a poisonous arrow with barbs. He had to rest for a long time.

When Zhou Tingchen talked to her, he also sighed repeatedly.

She silently remembered Zhou Zijin's kindness to her, and she kept thinking about finding an opportunity to repay him.

"According to the custom, all the concubines in the harem will go to Cheng'en Temple to pray for the soldiers in two days. If you come, please find a way to pass a message to me. I have something to give you."

Seeing that the sweet-scented osmanthus in the wine jar was almost full, Lin Zhiyu poured the glutinous rice wine down, then took the wax oil and sealed the jar completely.

There was a hint of smile at the end of Zhou Zijin's eyes, and he had the intention of teasing Lin Zhiyu for no reason.

"Just ask someone to hand it over, why bother?"

"Do you want love?"

Lin Zhiyu was annoyed again.

It is indeed convenient to directly entrust someone to hand it over, but for some reason, Lin Zhiyu is unwilling to do this.

Zhou Zijin looked at the sky and estimated that the palace door was about to be locked, so he stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said:

"I will come see you again on the day of prayer."

Lin Zhiyu sent him all the way to the palace gate, and saw two or three young eunuchs carrying lanterns, quickly following Zhou Zijin's footsteps, and then turned back to Weiyang Palace.

……

The night is past half.

Lin Xiaolian was sleeping lightly, and she could only hear rustling noises in Lin Zhiyu's house. She thought that Lin Zhiyu was haunted by a dream again, so she hurriedly put on a coat. Unexpectedly, as soon as she got close to Lin Zhiyu's bed, she was... A pair of plain white hands covered his mouth.

Lin Xiaolian was startled at first, and then she saw from the corner of her eye that it was her young lady behind her, and her rapidly beating heart gradually calmed down.

After taking off Lin Zhiyu's hand, Lin Xiaolian complained: "Miss..."

"Shh-"

Lin Zhiyu was startled by her again. She quickly made a gesture of silence, and then motioned to Lin Xiaolian to look out the window.

Lin Xiaolian turned her head and saw a dark figure standing motionless outside the window!

She reflexively exclaimed: "There is, there is a ghost!"

The people outside the window were also frightened, and immediately turned around and disappeared.

Lin Zhiyu secretly screamed, leaving Lin Xiaolian behind and hurriedly chased out alone. His eyes only had time to catch the afterimage of a black piece of clothing.

"Look at how cowardly you are!"

Lin Zhiyu said annoyed.

They could have caught him, but Lin Xiaolian's voice scared people away.

"The palace is well guarded. How can someone wander around in the middle of the night?"

Lin Xiaolian was shocked and still undecided: "Miss, is this the innocent soul who died in Weiyang Palace before? Seeing that we have occupied her house, she wants to harm us?"

Originally, Lin Zhiyu didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he had died and been reborn, and when Lin Xiaolian said that, he couldn't help but become a little scared.

Did I just see it wrong?

"Nonsense! If you don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. If she wants to seek revenge, she should find the person who harmed her!"

Lin Zhiyu pretended to be calm and turned around to go to bed, but Lin Xiaolian grabbed her by the corner of her clothes.

"Miss, I'm afraid..."

Lin Zhiyu took a deep breath and acquiesced to Lin Xiaolian's request to sleep with her.

The master and servant were in a panic, really afraid that the black shadow would appear outside the window again. It was not until the second half of the night when sleepiness gradually increased that they fell asleep leaning on each other.

But who was that person just now?