After the eldest daughter was reborn, the whole family knelt down and begged for forgiveness

Lin Xun lowered his voice when speaking so that only Xiao Xuetang could hear it.

Xiao Xuetang's face turned red, she found that Lin Xun was like a completely different person.

In the past, he had a cold personality and an intimidating aura, but when he stared at you, he had a rather dignified and majestic temperament.

Now it’s becoming more and more... undignified!

"My Lord, please respect yourself."

Xiao Xuetang glanced at Lin Xun calmly.

Lin Xun's lips curled slightly, and his sharp eyes fell on the scroll in Xiao Xuetang's hand. Xiao Xuetang instantly became timid...

"This painting was painted by my aunt back then."

These are the few calligraphy works left by Concubine Xie!

Xiao Xuetang tried to divert Lin Xun's attention and said, "Speaking of which, there is another strange thing. Two days ago, Ye Jin went to Litangju for no reason and was looking for something left by his aunt. I suspect Ye Jin was being instructed by someone..."

Xiao Yunni only remembered to eat and not to be beaten. She poked her head out from behind Lin Shaojin like a curious baby and asked, "Who would order Ye Jin around? Could it be Prince Heng?"

"It could be Lin Shaoshu, or it could be... Mu Xingyun!"

When Mu Yan heard Mu Xingyun's name, her expression changed slightly...

Lin Xun said nothing, but gave Xiao Xuetang a meaningful look, which made the already guilty person feel even more tingling...

Everyone here is one of our own, so Xiao Xuetang has nothing to hide. He reminds everyone, "After all, this trip to Jiufan Mountain will definitely not be peaceful. There will be all kinds of people, and the Southern Xinjiang Association will also get involved. It's best for everyone to be careful..."

Then he took out a sachet and handed it to Lin Xun to coax him...

"I put some herbs in this sachet to prevent poison and repel insects. You should be more careful when you are with His Majesty..."

Lin Xun is a skilled martial artist, so we are definitely no match for him in a fair fight, but we must be on guard against someone using underhanded tactics!

Lin Xun looked at the light green sachet embroidered with some unknown pattern with a complicated expression.

Xiao Xuetang was furious: "You think it's ugly?"

As soon as Lin Xun saw the ruffled look of a certain embroidery, he immediately realized that this strange-looking sachet must have been embroidered by someone.

It was obviously an attempt to please, just to make up for the mistake just now.

The portrait is a minor matter, but the few lines of poetry on it are very important...

Xiao Xuetang thought that he hid it quickly and Lin Xun didn't notice it, but he didn't know that the Regent had excellent eyesight and remembered it clearly after just one glance.

'The peach tree is young and tender, its flowers are bright and beautiful; the daughter is getting married, she is suitable for the family.'

He also noticed that the ink marks on the line of words were not from the same idea as the painting, and the small regular script with flowers on it was obviously added later.

She had seen that beautiful hairpin-shaped calligraphy countless times in the Buddhist scriptures she copied and translated for him, and it had long been engraved in her heart.

It's just that the handwriting is a little immature...

It is not difficult to imagine how she and Lin Shaoshu, even though they are now enemies, have lived together day and night for more than ten years and were childhood sweethearts.

The peach blossoms, the swings, and the happy times in the days in which he had never participated were brought to life on the paper with just a few strokes.

The young girl, in her teens, wrote this love poem and gave it to the boy who always climbed over the wall to see her...

That is her 'Zhi Zi Yu Gui'!

The usually clear-headed heart was distorted by jealousy, causing the man who was always able to plan and handle things with ease to lose control.

Lin Xun felt that he was eight years older than her, they had known each other for a long time, and the engagement had already been decided, but——

She and Lin Shaoshu were childhood sweethearts, and they had a pure and innocent past; she and Mu Xingyun had a mysterious love-hate relationship.

All these made Lin Xun, who always had everything under control, anxious and worried.

"You think you can appease this king with just a scented sachet..."

Lin Xun's voice was indifferent, but Xiao Xuetang could hear the unfinished meaning in his tone...

It's not over!

Stunned, Lin Xun took the sachet, rubbed his rough fingertips across the girl's white and tender fingertips, and hung the sachet around his waist.

Then he went to the front team.

Kyoto has been in turmoil recently, so during this trip to Jiufan Mountain, Lin Xun was personally responsible for the safety of Emperor Yonghui and rode at the front of the team.

As he moved, the light green belt around his waist, embroidered with crabapple flowers, looked obviously like a piece of clothing for women.

It was hanging outside the dark black brocade robe and was extremely eye-catching, so eye-catching that the colleagues who followed Lin Xun stared at it curiously for several times but did not dare to ask.

The prince just left with a gloomy face, how come there was an extra sachet when he came back?

Emperor Yonghui was resting in the carriage when he vaguely heard a dispute behind the convoy. He was about to send Jiang Yinghe to see what was going on when he saw Lin Xun coming back.

Before he opened his mouth, he looked at Lin Xun, who never wore jewelry, and the sachet hanging around his waist...

What a ghost in broad daylight!

"What does His Majesty want?"

Lin Xun asked calmly.

Emperor Yonghui hesitated for a while, looking at someone who, although wearing a mask, still couldn't hide his smug look, and finally said: "Nothing, let's go!"

Forget it, out of sight, out of mind!

As they got closer to Jiufan Mountain, Emperor Yonghui felt increasingly depressed.

After so many years away, he never thought that he would return here one day...

……

The convoy was about to set off. As soon as Ye Jin climbed onto the carriage, he was suddenly grabbed by the neck.

Lin Shaoshu's hands gradually tightened. At this moment, Ye Jin felt a fear of being on the verge of death. Just when she felt she was about to suffocate, Lin Shaoshu let her go.

"Your Highness, I...I handed the painting to Xiao Xuetang as you instructed. Why did you..."

Lin Shaoshu glared at Ye Jin coldly and said, "Next time you take the initiative to provoke Xiao Xuetang, I will kill you directly."

Facing Lin Shaoshu's ferocious expression, Ye Jin shuddered, and then a feeling of unwillingness surged in his heart...

Why is it that even at this time, Lin Shaoshu is still thinking about Xiao Xuetang!

Ye Jin touched her left wrist - if she lifted her sleeve and looked carefully, she would see that a bright red cinnabar mole had appeared on her left wrist at some point, as red as blood, strange and unusual.

He continued to warn in a cold voice: "Also, tell me what evidence Xiao Xuetang has on you. I don't want to be threatened by Lin Xun and Xiao Xuetang because of you! Get off the carriage..."

Having said that, Lin Shaoshu didn't care at all that Ye Jin was pregnant, and directly drove her to the servant's carriage behind him.

Ye Jin was helped down from the carriage by the palace maid. Looking at Lin Shaoshu's ruthless profile, she clenched her fists hanging in her sleeves...

In the carriage, Lin Shaoshu looked in the direction of Xiao Xuetang and Lin Xun across the crowd, with a strange smile on his face.

He knew his uncle too well. He was young, held a high position and had a strong possessiveness.

So what even if Xiao Xuetang was snatched away?

He and Xiao Xuetang had known each other since they were young, and had been together day and night for more than ten years, leaving a mark on each other's lives.

Does Lin Xun really not care about those little things that happened in the past?

Lin Shaoshu looked in the direction of Kyoto, his peach blossom eyes froze into ice, and there was a dark haze...

This time on the trip to Jiufan Mountain, he wanted to take back everything that originally belonged to him.

Power, status, and...Xiao Xuetang!

"Mother, I have had such a hard time these years. I have nothing, even the Xuetang you left for me was lost. This time, I believe your spirit in heaven will surely protect me."

Lin Shaoshu looked in the direction of Jiufan Mountain, muttered to himself, and clasped his hands together, as if praying...

It also seems to be confessing...