It doesn’t matter, my boyfriend is a eunuch!

The fight for the throne is like a fight, it requires the right time, place and people.

The mothers in each family would help their children fight wholeheartedly, just for the hope that they could rise to prosper after winning.

The Fifth Prince has already dealt with the "people" in advance. Who will help him fight when there is a fight? There is not even anyone to hand over weapons.

"Sometimes the mother's family may not necessarily provide help, but may even cause trouble for the prince. And if he wants help, he can always find someone willing to help him, not necessarily from his mother's family."

"It is still unknown whether Minister Lin and the Fifth Prince will be on the same front by then."

Ah? Lin Yingchen abandoned his son-in-law to help the fifth prince? This sounds like something Lin Yingchen could do.

So now we just need to wait and see what the fifth prince will do next.

But in fact, we can guess that he will pretend not to know and do nothing.

How could someone as smart as him go against the emperor's wishes?

Taking the mother's family into consideration will make one appear humane, while not taking it into consideration will make one appear smarter. Lin Zhihe likes smart people and does not want a humane partner.

The world was finally quiet. Lin Zhihe sat alone on the bed, lost in thought.

The wreath blown down by the wind kept reappearing in my mind.

Is it Xiao Taohong? Does she really have a sense?

If it really was her, would she be very angry watching what I did from heaven?

I didn't do anything, but instead I was just sitting here comfortably as a concubine. Would she be disappointed?

Just sitting here seems to have drained all my energy.

"Master, why are you sitting here without even taking off your clothes?"

A crisp voice sounded.

Lin Zhihe squinted his eyes out of habit and found that the person who was speaking was Xiao Taohong.

Xiao Taohong was still wearing the crimson palace maid's uniform and a golden hairpin on her head.

Lin Zhihe remembered the hairpin. She had left a box of jewelry for Xiao Taohong as a dowry, but the little girl couldn't wait to open the box and looked at every piece of jewelry inside and out.

Xiao Taohong stared with her round grape eyes and asked in disbelief: "Master, are you giving all these to me?"

"If not you, who should I give it to?" Lin Zhihe looked at Liu Li, "He probably won't need these things."

"Are they really all given to me?" Xiao Taohong's voice became even more excited. She picked up a hairpin and immediately inserted it crookedly on her head.

Looking at the hairpins in a mess on her head, Lin Zhihe couldn't help laughing and put them on her again.

"Master, does it look good?" Xiao Taohong looked at Lin Zhihe with expectant eyes.

"Of course it's beautiful. How can my little peach not be beautiful?"

Xiao Taohong blushed after hearing this and said in a soft voice, "That's because the jewelry is beautiful, such precious jewelry!"

"Taohong, this is the dowry jewelry your master gave you. Do you want to wear it now?" Liu Li on the side couldn't help teasing.

"Why, do you want to find yourself a husband?"

When she heard about her husband's family, Xiao Taohong's face instantly turned red with shame, becoming as red as her crimson clothes.

She couldn't even lift her face, and wanted to bury her head in the floor tiles, but her voice was still unconvinced, "Who said it can only be used for marriage? It would be a waste not to wear such beautiful jewelry. They will hide in the jewelry box and cry."

And now, she was wearing that hairpin, standing there with her crystal eyes open, asking herself why she didn't take off her clothes.

Lin Zhihe blinked hard, fearing that this was an illusion, an illusion caused by Lin Zhihe's longing for his lover.

But Xiao Taohong just stood there, smiling, waiting for Lin Zhihe's answer.

"I... haven't had the time to take it off." Lin Zhihe's eyes gradually misted up. He quickly turned his head away and wiped them with the bed curtain, fearing that he could not see Xiao Taohong opposite him clearly.

"The master is always like this. He doesn't know how to take care of himself. What will happen if he leaves me?" Xiao Taohong sighed and came over to help Lin Zhihe take off his clothes.

Her little hands were a little cold, but very gentle, and she helped me take off my coat.

"That…"

Lin Zhihe was already trembling uncontrollably when she spoke, and she seemed to be making a complete change, "Then don't leave, stay by my side and take care of me."

As soon as he finished speaking, tears welled up in his eyes again.

"I can't take care of you all the time!" Xiao Taohong suddenly became angry and her face changed.

"I cannot always be with you, my master, so you must take good care of yourself and don't let Xiao Taohong worry."

"No, no, no, you have to stay by my side. You have to stay with me all the time, okay?"

After saying this, Lin Zhihe felt a little regretful. What on earth was she talking about?

Wasn't it her fault today? How could she have the nerve to let Xiao Taohong accompany her all the time?

"Master, Xiao Taohong can't always accompany you, so Master, you must take good care of yourself and don't make Xiao Taohong anxious."

Tears flowed down like a flood.

When Lin Zhihe opened his mouth to say something again, he found that Xiao Taohong was gone.

She wiped away her tears hastily, but there was no one there.

Lin Zhihe was a little anxious, so he quickly ran off the bed and looked for Xiao Taohong, but found nothing.

Little Peach Blossom is like a cloud, coming lightly and leaving lightly.

"Xiao Taohong, Xiao Taohong, where are you?"

"Xiao Taohong, come back to see me more often, okay?"

"Master, Master"

In a daze, Lin Zhihe felt like something was pulling at her, preventing her from concentrating on looking for Xiao Taohong.

She felt it vaguely, but didn't want to face it and still kept her eyes closed.

"Master, wake up, master" Liu Li's voice was very anxious.

Lin Zhihe slowly opened his eyes.

Her face and ears were covered with tears, and even her collar was wet, but she was still wearing her daytime coat.

"What's wrong?" Liu Li gently wiped the tears from Lin Zhihe's face with a handkerchief while looking at her tenderly.

Lin Zhihe looked around, then looked down at his coat to confirm that Xiao Taohong was not there.

"Did you dream about Xiao Taohong?" Liu Li's voice was low and soft.

"Yeah." Lin Zhihe nodded.

"If Xiao Taohong could see this from heaven, she would definitely not want you to torture yourself like this."

Liu Li's words "torture yourself" and Xiao Taohong's "take good care of yourself" suddenly overlapped, and the two sentences lingered in her ears, one on the left and the other on the right.

Is she torturing herself?

Choosing a comfortable position, Lin Zhihe nestled in Liu Li's arms and held him all the time.

It's okay to torture yourself. It's a good reminder to yourself not to be soft-hearted.

Be Lin Zhihe, don’t be yourself.