The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

Chapter 329 A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated!

After a pause, he glanced casually at Mu Shan, his tone half smiling.

"Did you board the same boat with Ling Hui?"

Mu Shan nodded slightly.

"Eighty percent yes."

"After Ling Xun died, Ling Hui went to the Yangxin Palace and caused a scene."

"Then there was no movement."

Luo Mian narrowed his eyes slightly and tapped the table lightly with his fingertips.

"Then you'll have to trouble yourself and make some noise."

Mu Shan raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and then curled his lips into a smile.

"Yes, master."

After saying this, he bowed and left, closing the door quietly.

Luo Mian and Wei Lin were the only ones left in the room again.

Eyes wide open.

After a moment's silence, Wei Lin sighed leisurely and cursed his bad luck in his heart.

Adhering to the life creed of "I'd rather die than let my friend die", he tried hard to force a smile, trying to buy himself a glimmer of "life".

"I have a junior fellow apprentice. Although he is a few years younger than me, his abilities are superior to mine."

"King Ruyang, if you——"

Luo Mian lazily picked up the brush, put some ink on the rice paper, and interrupted him without even looking up.

"No need, Junior Brother."

"just you."

"I have a connection with you, Taoist Master Wei."

Wei Lin's mouth twitched.

What kind of fate? It's clearly an evil fate!

Luo Mian raised his eyes and looked at him with a smile.

"Go ahead."

Wei Lin looked around at his situation. His hands were tied and he had no way to escape. He felt so depressed!

Gritting his teeth and stamping his feet.

Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!

Don't even think about making me bow down to you!

Even if I die, I will not help the evil!

I, Wei Lin, am a proud man who would rather break than bend!

Kill me, I will never go along with you!

The way of heaven is clear, evil cannot prevail over good!

Wei Lin held his head high, stared at Luo Mian, and spoke in a clear and loud voice.

"Ten kilograms of agarwood!"

Luo Mian raised his eyebrows, seeming very satisfied with his cooperation.

"A copper furnace!"

"Ten cocks!"

"..."

While Wei Lin was reporting the items that could exorcise evil spirits, he was roaring wildly in his heart.

A gentleman's revenge is never too late!

Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west! King Ruyang, just wait for me!

Today, Wei Lin fell into the hands of thieves and had to bow his head!

When he is out of trouble, he will definitely send out visiting cards to Taoist sects to let all Taoists in the world know the "true face" of King Ruyang!

Then...then find an opportunity to sprinkle a handful of glutinous rice under Luo Mian's bed, and then burn a "talisman to suppress evil" to piss him off to death!

The more Wei Lin thought about it, the angrier he became, but he had to keep a calm expression on his face. He felt so aggrieved.

He raised his eyes and glared at Luo Mian, then spoke viciously in a low voice.

"Ginger and sugar!"

"Ceramic bowl!"

……

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On the surface, the palace is still magnificent and splendid, which makes people feel daunted.

However, only those in the palace know.

Here.

How completely rotten it is.

About two or three hours ago.

Coincidentally, yesterday Concubine Yan asked to see the emperor but was turned away.

This morning, she came to the Yangxin Palace again unwillingly. As soon as she reached the palace gate, she saw a dusty and anxious monk hurriedly coming out of the Yangxin Palace from afar.

Concubine Yan narrowed her eyes and took a closer look. It turned out to be the unknown abbot.

He walked towards him lightly and spoke in a tone of surprise.

"Unknown abbot?"

"What's going on here?"

Her tone was gentle, but there was a hint of scrutiny in her eyes.

The abbot had sweat on his forehead and was obviously very anxious, so he had no time to pay attention to others.

But looking at Concubine Yan's dress, I knew she was a concubine in the palace. If I ignored her directly, I would probably get into trouble.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his anxiety, and managed to maintain his composure, then asked with a bow.

"Who are you, Madam?"

Concubine Yan sneered in her heart and cursed secretly:

——You don’t even know who I am, and you want to use my blood to sacrifice to the gods?

But her face was still gentle and dignified as she spoke softly.

"I am your majesty's concubine Yan."

The unknown abbot bowed quickly.

"Meet the Concubine Yan."

Concubine Yan's eyes moved slightly, she looked down at the dust on his collar, raised her fingers lightly, and smiled faintly.

"I heard that the abbot is a great monk and he rarely has worries. Now he looks so anxious. Has he encountered any difficulties?"

It seemed as if he was just chatting casually, but in fact he was observing the abbot's reaction.

If the other party shows a guilty and evasive look, it proves that he is guilty.

The abbot quietly clenched his fists in his sleeves, his eyes flickered, as if he was considering how to start.

The abbot's unknown reaction was exactly what Concubine Yan wanted.

The abbot's mind was filled with his wife, and his answer was a bit confusing.

"No...it's okay."

"I... I am just a little tired."

"Correct."

Concubine Yan looked concerned.

"Your Majesty stayed at my residence last night."

"Your Majesty mentioned the abbot, and it seemed that..."

Concubine Yan did not continue speaking, but observed the unknown reaction.

How good can an unknown reaction be?

After all, he was just a guard under the Dali Temple. If he were asked to go to the battlefield, he might really be able to make a contribution.

But, let him stay in the palace that is as deep as the sea...

"what?"

"Empress Yan, what did His Majesty say?"

"I...did I do something wrong?"

It is difficult to tell whether Concubine Yan's words are true or false in the unclear mind.

——Does the emperor really know?

——How much do you know?

——If I’m exposed, Teramasa and the prince will help me, right?

He was unaware of his own "psychological warfare", but in Concubine Yan's eyes, it was all "guilty", "remorse" and "panic".

Concubine Yan did not answer the unclear question, but spoke in a gentle tone.

"The palace has always respected Buddha. If the abbot really encounters a difficult problem, I may be able to lend a helping hand."

Ming Ming clutched his sleeves tightly. Although he was "critically ill", he still did not choose to "seek medical treatment randomly".

"I am just an ordinary man, I dare not trouble you, Madam."

"I still have something else to do. I will take my leave now..."

Just when I didn't know what to do and was about to leave.

Concubine Yan actually grabbed the unknown arm.