I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

"Are you being careless?" Lin Jin looked in the direction of the handkerchief and saw a pair of tender eyes with a smile still in them. "She..."

"Well, let's go." The handkerchief was originally a very light object. Unlike the sachet, it could not be thrown, so it was natural that it fell down accidentally.

Liu Zhengqing found that Lin Jin had not caught up. He turned around and saw that Lin Jin was still riding on the horse and looking at the girl on the top floor of Yipinzhai: "Ah Jin!"

Lin Jin came back to his senses, realized his own mistake, smiled apologetically at the veiled girl upstairs, and controlled the reins to chase after her: "Here I come, here I come..."

"Why are you staring at that girl?" Liu Zhengqing saw that she hadn't come back to her senses yet and even looked back repeatedly, "Ajin, calm down."

Lin Jin was having trouble breathing: "Then why was brother so absent-minded just now?"

So similar, so similar...

Liu Zhengqing couldn't answer this question. He saw Lin Jin pulling the reins, dismounting and running back from the corner of his eye. He was shocked: "Ajin, come back! Isn't that..."

Lin Jin ignored Liu Zhengqing's calls and planned to go back and get things clear. Even if it was just a misunderstanding, even if it would offend others, she still wanted to get things clear.

Yipinzhai usually opens its doors to welcome guests, but today Lin Jin couldn't push open the door. She looked at the tightly closed door and pushed it hard again, but the door didn't move at all. She opened her mouth but couldn't say anything.

The door of Yipinzhai was opened from the inside, and the maid smiled apologetically at Lin Jin: "Miss, please come back tomorrow. Yipinzhai is reserved today and will not receive other guests."

"Wait!" Lin Jin stretched out her hand to block the door from closing again, speaking incoherently, "Can you please tell me who the girl upstairs is? The one who just dropped her handkerchief, the one wearing a veil!"

The maid was stunned for a moment, and seeing the tears in Lin Jin's eyes, she also panicked. She looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, then she whispered: "I'm telling you, don't tell anyone, that's Princess Jing'an."

After she finished speaking, she raised her index finger to her lips and asked Lin Jin to keep it a secret. Then she closed the door of Yipinzhai again.

The light in Lin Jin's eyes dimmed, and she gave Liu Zhengqing a smile that was uglier than crying: "Jing'an has grown up to be so beautiful, I almost... almost made a mistake. She liked Sister Shi Xia before, and now she looks even more like her."

She should have thought that Liu Zhengqing had much better eyesight than hers and must have seen through it at a glance that the person was Jing'an. She was just holding on to unrealistic fantasies.

"Let's go back home first." Liu Zhengqing sighed helplessly.

Lin Jin kept wiping the corners of her eyes, but new tears came out as soon as she wiped them clean, as if she could never wipe them all away: "I know it's impossible, I know it's impossible, but..."

Jing'an sat upstairs, watching the two people leading the horses farther and farther away: "She really hasn't changed at all compared to back then. Time makes people old, but it has never left any traces on her face."

God is a little too partial.

Although Jing'an had only been back in Beijing for two days, she knew a thing or two about what had happened in the capital during this period, especially the rumor of the resurrection that had been making the rounds. On her first day back in Beijing, she heard five or six different versions of the story in the harem, and the stories became more and more bizarre. She was so scared that she didn't dare to stay in the palace and went straight back to the princess's mansion.

The woman opposite Jing'an chuckled: "You are at the right age now."

"Sister, don't be so rude. My brother said that if I don't choose a consort before I turn 20, he will arrange a marriage for me." Jing'an held her face, wrinkling it as if she had eaten sour plums. "But I just don't like these people."

She had chosen Liu Zhengqing to be her husband, but who would have known that Liu Zhengqing was so bold as to disobey her order.

"It's all Liu Zhengqing's fault. Princess Shang is wronging him!" Jing'an was so angry that her teeth were itching, but she didn't want to force someone to do something. However, she had been exposed to men like Song Shiqiu and her brother since she was a child, and she looked down on ordinary people. "You have to be more knowledgeable than Liu Zhengqing to be worthy of me."

She once privately asked Liu Zhengqing why he would rather disobey the order than risk being beheaded, but he said he already had a lover.

Lin Jin originally thought that the first thing he would do after returning to the capital was to find evidence to make Liu Zhengqing tell the truth, but now he has lost all thoughts on this.

"I've been..." Fang Zhining heard the two people coming back and standing at the gate of the yard waiting for Lin Jin. Just as he was about to complain to Lin Jin about how tired he was during this period, he noticed that the other party's expression was not right, "Hey, did you cry just now?"

His eyes are still red, it seems he just cried not long ago.

Lin Jin absentmindedly walked past her and went back to the room.

Fang Zhining crossed his arms in distress: "I just persuaded one person, and this one is like this again."

She rolled her eyes. She couldn't get anything out of Lin Jin, but there was another person who came back with them. She turned around and went to Liu Zhengqing's yard, intending to find out everything.

"What happened to you two?" Fang Zhining originally thought he could get something out of Liu Zhengqing, but Liu Zhengqing seemed to have lost his soul. "Did you see a ghost when you came back?"

The soul is gone.

Liu Zhengqing glanced at her coldly: "You entered my study?"

"Why would I enter your study? Stop accusing me." Fang Zhining had no interest in other people's study rooms. Even if he wanted to know something, he would not sneak into someone else's study room. "Could it be that you have a Gu in your study room?"

"If that's the case, it's not that I can't go into your study." Although Fang Zhining thought that Liu Zhengqing was not a very good person, he was still good at raising poisonous insects.

Liu Zhengqing approached step by step: "Except you, who has the courage to enter my study."

Fang Zhining sensed the danger and stepped back. It was better not to provoke the furious Liu Zhengqing: "Did you lose something? It looks like you lost something very important, but I really..."

"Well... I really didn't go in there, but the cat that Lin Jin raised did." Fang Zhining thought of that fearless little ancestor and broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't expect a cat to cause such a big mess. "If no one has been in there, then it must be the cat that caused the trouble."

Liu Zhengqing frowned, and his anger dissipated: "Forget it, it's not something very important."

It doesn't matter if it's gone.

Fang Zhining: “…”

She then remembered the reason why she came to see Liu Zhengqing: "What's wrong with Lin Jin? She looked listless when she came back."

You know, Xiao Changle is about to leave. How could Lin Jin go to see Xiao Changle like this?

"It has nothing to do with you." Liu Zhengqing's expression and tone showed impatience. He hoped that Fang Zhining would have some tact and leave quickly and not continue to disturb him here.

Fang Zhining narrowed his eyes, with a sly look in them: "I see, I understand. You probably said something that made people angry, so you are too embarrassed to admit it now."

"I told you that sooner or later you will be deserted by your friends and relatives. Do more good deeds to accumulate merit for yourself, otherwise the eighteen levels of hell will not be enough for you." Fang Zhining laughed wildly.

Liu Zhengqing didn't want to argue with her now: "Now that you're done, go do your thing. You should be used to the feeling of failing every time you research a new medicine. After all, not everyone is a genius like Huaining."

"Liu Zhengqing!" Fang Zhining had been upset about the prescription for some time, and his sore spot was suddenly hit.