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

After all this trouble, it was almost evening when I returned to the palace.

At dusk, Liu Li became more cautious, staring at her with eyes as wide as Black Cat Sheriff.

It felt like, as long as he opened his eyes wide enough, nothing would happen to Lin Zhihe.

"Have you ever heard this saying, 'If a gentleman does not speak, then nothing can stop him from talking about supernatural powers and ghosts.'" Lin Zhihe spoke to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"Zi just kept silent, but he didn't say he didn't believe it." Liu Li quickly retorted.

Lin Zhihe compromised immediately.

In fact, she knew that Liu Li was so nervous for her own good, but he was too nervous and too tense.

But Xiao Taohong was not tense and fell asleep almost as soon as she touched the pillow. In the quiet room came the sounds of breathing and one or two words of talking in her sleep.

Lin Zhihe looked at Xiao Taohong, picked up a candle, sat on the table, and listened to the frogs croaking in the distance.

Liu Li was holding a plate of something in her hand and was walking towards her quietly and lightly.

Thinking it was an ordinary snack, Lin Zhihe reached out to take it, but when he touched it, he found that it was a round and colorful thing.

Probably it was something to ward off evil spirits, so she subconsciously curled her lips and retracted her hand.

Seeing her like this, Liu Li took one and forcefully stuffed it into her mouth, then stared at her mouth.

If the horse doesn't want to drink water, force its head down.

Lin Zhihe simply chewed it twice and swallowed it hastily.

Liu Li wanted to stuff a second one in her mouth, but Lin Zhihe refused. "I really can't eat any more. I had a bowl of noodles last night. A whole bowl!"

Liu Li and Xiao Taohong didn't know what happened in the study and the ancestral hall, so Liu Li was a little surprised, "Eating noodles? Why? Does the Lin family have any custom of eating noodles?"

"If you want to say yes, then I can say it is, but I am the only one who has it."

This sentence completely confused Liu Li, and he looked at her in bewilderment.

After the secret was solved, Lin Zhihe felt happy and proud. She glanced at Xiao Taohong who was still asleep and said in a low voice, "I ate longevity noodles. Lin Zhihe's birthday is July 15th."

Sure enough, she saw the surprise she expected.

Such a pretty face, even with such exaggerated movements, it didn’t break…

Lin Zhihe wanted to slap himself in the face.

It's already this hour, and you're still confused by his face. The key is that he's a eunuch...

Liu Li was surprised at first, then frowned, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"If that's the case, then there's a chance that you're a completely Yin person." Liu Li was shocked.

what?

Now it was Lin Zhihe's turn to be surprised.

She looked at Liu Li steadily, and seeing that his expression did not seem to be teasing her, she asked again: "What do you mean?"

"Didn't I go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to check the birth dates of the people in the harem? I found that the person who was closest to you was actually you, but your birthday was the first of August. At that time, I thought that even if it was a day later, it might be a complete ghost." After saying a long string of words, Liu Li subconsciously looked at Xiao Taohong on the bed.

"So, what we need to confirm now is whether it rained on the day Lin Zhihe was born." At this point, Liu Li suddenly felt hopeful. "Master, don't worry. The probability of rain in July is quite high. We have at least an 80% chance of it happening."

Lin Zhihe felt a strange taste in his mouth, which should be the colorful beans he had just eaten.

She picked up a colorful bean and stuffed it into Liu Li's mouth, letting him feel the same way. After seeing Liu Li swallow it, she spoke.

“Very much. It rained for three consecutive days on the day Lin Zhihe was born.”

This was all thanks to Lin Yingchen, who had always been thinking about his deceased wife. If he hadn't been nagging her about Madam Qingge every day, she really wouldn't have known.

This is truly like walking to the end of the water and watching the clouds rise.

I originally thought there was no hope, but unexpectedly, a great success came to me and I collected all the Kunlun blood.

In a small Lin Mansion, he could collect both the Palm Jue and the Kunlun Blood.

Upon hearing the news, Liu Li's eyes suddenly lit up and she looked at Lin Zhihe in disbelief.

Lin Zhihe nodded and confirmed again, "Really."

After receiving the affirmation, Liu Li's spark of enthusiasm suddenly died out, and he became even more depressed. "What a pity! What a pity that Master Huai Qing ran away."

Lin Zhihe looked at Liu Li's clenched fist on the table and covered it with his own hand. "It's okay. You've tried your best. I don't blame you."

"We now know the name of Master Huai Qing. We can just follow this clue and make further inquiries."

"Even if Huai Qing is not here, we have found the third page of the secret book and can start it ourselves." He gave Liu Li a sincere and encouraging look.

"The formation is complicated. There is no way we can activate it ourselves." Liu Li's voice was a little cold.

"Even if it can be activated, I won't let you take the risk. A slight mistake can lead to a huge error. If such a complicated formation is drawn wrong, who knows where you will end up."

Either go back to your original world, or stay with me forever. Liu Li thought so in her heart, but did not speak.

There was a bitter taste in my mouth, probably the aftertaste of the colored beans.

After hesitating for a long time, he mustered up the courage, looked into Lin Zhihe's eyes, and asked the question: "Do you have to go back?"

This is nonsense, and he knows it.

But he just wanted to ask.

"I have to go back. This place doesn't belong to me. My family and friends are still waiting for me in the original world."

"I don't know if Lin Zhihe has caused any trouble in my world," Lin Zhihe suddenly said listlessly, "Based on her behavior, she must have caused trouble."

The taste in my mouth became even more bitter, and even my heart became bitter.

Liu Li thought that she would never eat the colorful beans of the Ghost Festival again, and even if she did, she would make them herself, because the ones prepared by the imperial kitchen had a strange taste.

"I will help you, even if it costs me..."

Seeing this, Lin Zhihe interrupted hurriedly, "Don't say such things casually."

I didn't say anything nonsense. Liu Li solemnly repeated it in his heart like an oath: I, Liu Zhongjiang, will help you return to your world even if it costs my life.

The two of them tacitly stopped talking and enjoyed the quiet night.

The room returned to its previous silence.

It was not as hot as during the day, and there were gusts of wind, making people feel a little cold.