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"Uncle, wait for me."

Gu Sanqian caught up to Mu Lin, followed him and eagerly explained: "There is really nothing between me and Yu Qirong, what you just saw is not real."

Mu Lin glanced at him: "What did I see?"

Speaking of this, Gu Sanqian thought that he was deliberately getting so close to Yu Qirong to create an ambiguity, and he really asked him to explain it, but he didn't know how to explain it.What he was doing couldn't be confessed to Mu Lin, so eager to bump into him, on the contrary made him lose the advantage in Mu Lin.

Gu Sanqian carefully looked at Mu Lin's expression, seeing that his expression was very natural, as if he was really not angry, so he felt relieved.

"At the banquet, when you went to the toilet, did you get hurt?"

Mu Lin shook his head suspiciously: "What can I do?"

Gu Sanqian understood immediately - he had fallen into Yu Qirong's trick again.

Mu Lin saw that Gu Sanqian's expression was different, and he also became suspicious.

In fact, at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, he was surprised to hear the music composed by Xian Kao, but because the music was only a short section at that time, and it was played by the musicians in the palace, Mulin thought that the descendants of the old emperor continued this piece of music. Going on, there is only emotion left for a while-the old man is gone, and only the melody is left, which is not a bad thing.

Mu Lin has always respected his father, and he can't help but feel emotional when he hears the music he composed before, especially since he also knows that this piece of music was collaborated with the old emperor, he feels even more melancholy.In order to avoid suspicion, this piece of music became a hit after it was composed, and his father told Mu Lin that this piece of music must not be passed down to the world, and even if it is passed down, the composer cannot be identified.After all, the two belong to different factions, and they are both leaders, so they must avoid suspicion.

But this piece of music is really good, the tune is free and easy, and it makes people feel refreshed after listening to it. Because of the dispute between the two factions, it can only be passed on to him secretly in the end, which is a pity.

Mu Lin knew his father's difficulties, so when he knew that Gu Sanqian was in contact with the emperor's faction, he didn't object too much, but reminded him not to be in two boats, lest he get into trouble and be criticized by others...

Presumably Yu Qirong was the one who inherited the mantle of the old emperor, he learned this song.This is easy to understand, but why play it at a banquet?

"Did something happen at the party?"

Mu Lin thought about it for a long time, and finally asked, "Actually, I've been wondering for a long time. You were clearly at the meeting place. Why did I go to the back garden instead of going to the bathroom?"

Gu Sanqian immediately complained to Mu Lin: "Yu Qirong set me up, he called me over, told me that you were taken away, and forced me to hand over the military power of the Mu family army."

Mu Lin turned pale with shock: "You handed it over?!"

Before Gu Sanqian could speak, Mu Lin grabbed his collar by the collar: "Don't say I wasn't arrested, even if I was arrested, you still can't hand over Mu Jiajun! You won't really hand it over, will you?" !"

Gu Sanqian hastily expressed his loyalty: "Of course I didn't, how could I believe his tricks."

Mu Lin stared at him and frowned, then loosened Gu Sanqian's collar: "You're smart...but you must have promised him something, otherwise Yu Qirong wouldn't let me go easily."

While thinking, Mu Lin said, "Perhaps he has made two-handed preparations. If you submit, he will take me to see you. If you don't submit, it will not be the maid who greets me, but the Yinlin Guards... Yes Isn't it? This kind of two-handed approach is quite common in Wang Wanshan's previous methods. Yu Qirong is so close to him, maybe he is behind the scenes. What did you promise him?"

"Although I didn't hand over the military power, I promised that Yu Qirong would support him."

Gu Sanqian sat on the sofa, patted the seat beside him, and said to Mu Lin, "Uncle, come and sit down."

Mu Lin hesitated for a moment, and sat down at a seat far away from Gu Sanqian. Gu Sanqian noticed his little movements and pouted dissatisfiedly, but Mu Lin ignored him.

"Verbal promise? No way...Yu Qirong actually took the initiative to provoke a fight between the two factions. I thought he was an emperor who advocated peace."

He is no longer the little emperor who would smile at him in his memory. Originally, because of the relationship between his father and the old emperor, Mulin was tolerant of Yu Qirong, but he did not expect that in his unconscious, Yu Qirong had already Grow into a real king.

The king is to be ruthless and to calculate people's hearts.

"He was not a good person in the first place, and he was not the first emperor. Yu Qirong is the third son of the old emperor. According to the rules of the eldest son and grandson in their palace, he should not be the one to inherit the throne." Throne."

Gu Sanqian stared at the champagne-colored curtain beside the bed, talking casually, but some charming thoughts came to his mind—they are no longer discussing serious matters in the study, because Mu Lin is his wife now, and the two of them hide It is more convenient to say important things in the bedroom, and it is easier to deceive others.However, Gu Sanqian and Mu Lin are always easy to get over their heads, alas, they haven't had a "marital life" for a long time.

As Gu Sanqian was talking, his body slowly tilted, and he moved closer to Mu Lin calmly, but he was still talking about serious business: "When the eldest prince and the second prince died and disappeared, uncle should have thought about it. Yu Qirong must have something to do with it. But their internal struggles in the palace have nothing to do with our presidential palace, we just need to know that Yu Qirong is not a good person..."

After he spoke, his mouth was almost pressed against Mu Lin's face. The latter turned his head suddenly, and saw a magnified face close at hand.Mu Lin reacted quickly, and slapped Gu Sanqian out with a slap: "Speak as you speak, what are you doing so close."

"uncle……"

Gu Sanqian had no choice but to back away, rubbing his face and leaning aside, becoming lifeless.

Mu Lin raised his brows: "Continue to talk about the business. Yu Qirong won't shoot us aimlessly, just let us back like this, and only get a verbal promise from you? If he is really as powerful and vicious as you said, he probably won't be satisfied this."

Gu Sanqian lay on the other side of the sofa and fiddled with his fingers, his face full of displeasure, as if he didn't want to talk about business anymore.Mu Lin didn't get a response from Gu Sanqian for a long time, so he stood up and made a gesture to leave: "Let's not talk about it, shall we?"

"talk."

Gu Sanqian hastily stretched out his hand to grab Mu Lin's wrist, and pulled him to sit down. Mu Lin gave Gu Sanqian a warning look: "Then talk, don't play any tricks with me."

— playing tricks?How dare he? !

But no matter how dissatisfied Gu Sanqian was, he could only swallow these slanders, took Mu Lin's hand and said, "I've thought about this issue seriously, I think... Yu Qirong should have gotten what he wanted Answer."

"what is the answer?"

"He set up this trap, not to take me down in one fell swoop, but to test. He wants to know how much you, Mrs. Gu, hold in my heart, and whether your real identity is Mulin."

Mu Lin was shocked when he heard this: "What?"

Gu Sanqian had no choice but to convey the original words of Yu Qirong to Mu Lin: "He doubts your identity."

Mu Lin was stunned for a long time, and slowly stood up from the sofa. He knocked his hands and said to himself: "So... so I said, why did he play my father's music at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet? That’s it. But, how would he know? It’s impossible for a normal person to speculate on this aspect... I didn’t show any lies in front of Yu Qirong, no, unless..."

"Unless someone reminds him, or informs him."

Gu Sanqian spoke out the next words for Mu Lin, and Mu Lin also thought of this possibility at the same time.But he didn't dare to think so, because...

Gu Sanqian saw that Mu Lin's face changed suddenly, but he felt a little complacent in his heart: "The informer is Tang Xinghe."

——This is the only possibility.

It was impossible for Gu Sanqian to casually talk about Mu Lin's rebirth. It would not be good for him to talk about it. Apart from him, only Tang Xinghe knew that he was Mu Lin.

But Mu Lin couldn't accept this guess no matter what. After Gu Sanqian mentioned this possibility, he was furious: "Nonsense!"

He refuted Gu Sanqian, as if he wanted to convince himself, he repeated several times in a row: "Impossible, impossible, it can't be Xinghe."

Gu Sanqian knew that if Mulin insisted on accepting this conjecture at this time, he might be angry with himself, and his own feelings about Tang Xinghe's possible sentencing of his uncle were more happy than angry.

——Now the only person who knows Mu Lin's true identity and is trustworthy is himself, so Mu Lin can only rely on himself in the future.

Gu Sanqian walked over, silently hugged Mu Lin into his arms, and said softly, "Don't worry, Yu Qirong was just testing me, I didn't admit it, he still can't confirm your real identity."

Mu Lin didn't resist in a daze, but Gu Sanqian hugged him even tighter, and even made an inch of it, lowering his head to kiss the hair on the top of Mu Lin's head.

"Don't be sad, you still have me."

After Gu Sanqian finished speaking, she felt that Mu Lin suddenly hugged his waist tightly. Gu Sanqian curled up her lips and gave him the most secure hug without hesitation.

——In the future, it will be enough for his uncle to have him alone to protect him, Tang Xing and others, let him die.

Gu Sanqian lightly stroked Mu Lin's hair, very satisfied—in fact, he didn't have to live a married life with Mu Lin, but he still had to kiss and hug every day, so that he would feel that he was really in love with her. Fall in love with uncle.

"I still don't believe...Xinghe wouldn't treat me like this, maybe he just slipped up. No, it can't be him, his relationship with Yu Qirong is not that good at all."

Mu Lin buried his face in Gu Sanqian's arms and muttered in a low voice. Gu Sanqian didn't add salt to Mu Lin's wound this time. He was smart enough to know that if he was forced to recognize the reality again at this time, his uncle might be helpless. Differential attacks count him as an enemy, so it's better for him to keep his mouth shut.

Gu Sanqian clearly knew that his goal was not to get rid of Tang Xinghe, but to get his uncle.

He raised his head slightly, looking ahead with a blank expression—but, there was one thing he didn't tell Mu Lin that he wasn't the only one who suffered at this Mid-Autumn Festival feast.Yu Qirong could see Mulin's position in his heart from his reaction, and he could also see Wang Wanshan's secret from Yu Qirong's reaction.

When he mentioned Wang Wanshan's "resurrection", Yu Qirong's face changed, there must be something hidden in it.

He has to look it up.