I traveled through time with my best friend.

Lin Yiyi blushed immediately after hearing this. She didn't expect Wang Ziyan to be so direct. In broad daylight, he was even more shameless than her.

The two of them lay in bed for a while and were interrupted by a maid knocking on the door. They then reluctantly put on their clothes.

Lin Yiyi tidied her long, smooth hair, then looked at Wang Ziyan and said, "You can open the door now."

Prince Yan then walked over and opened the door. The maid outside looked a little anxious and said to him respectfully, "Young Marquis, the master wants you to return home immediately."

"Now?" Wang Ziyan frowned slightly.

The maid nodded and said, "Yes."

Wang Ziyan turned to look at Lin Yiyi. Lin Yiyi had simply put her long hair up with a hairpin. Seeing Wang Ziyan looking at her, she asked, "What's wrong?"

"Father asked me to return home immediately."

When Lin Yiyi heard this, she immediately knew it must be Princess Jiahe's matter, so she stood up and said, "This matter is my responsibility. I will go and explain it to your father."

Wang Ziyan pulled Lin Yiyi and said, "It's nothing. I'm his son. If he's angry, he can just scold me. But there's one thing I don't understand."

"what's up?"

"Who was that man last night?"

Lin Yiyi recalled Xiao Yu's face in her mind, and she said, "He is my brother."

"Really?"

"You do not believe?"

Wang Ziyan reached out and held Lin Yiyi's hand, and said with a smile: "I believe everything you said."

Lin Yiyi looked up at Wang Ziyan and said, "Some things cannot be explained to you clearly now, but you have to believe that there are many strange things happening in this world."

Although Wang Ziyan didn't know what Lin Yiyi meant, he still nodded in cooperation, "I understand."

"Okay, let's go back quickly." Lin Yiyi said softly.

Wang Ziyan hugged Lin Yiyi and asked coquettishly, "Can I go find you?"

"can."

Wang Ziyan raised the corner of his mouth, let go of Lin Yiyi, and said softly: "Wait for me."

When Lin Yiyi was sending Wang Ziyan out, Wang Ziyan suddenly said, "Yiyi, you were the one who saved me in Huaxiang that night, right?"

Lin Yiyi frowned slightly, "How do you know?"

Prince Yan chuckled, "That night...I heard everything you said."

Lin Yiyi's face flushed slightly, as if she had done something wrong and was caught on the spot, and she didn't dare to look at Wang Ziyan.

However, Wang Ziyan smiled and reached out to tidy up the hair on Lin Yiyi's face, and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't let you get hurt in the future. I have also sent people to look for Hongying. She can no longer cause any harm to us."

"Okay, got it." Lin Yiyi said softly, but in fact her heart seemed to be filled with something. The feelings that had not been seen for a long time had been growing wildly in her heart, not letting go of every inch of her heart.

After Wang Ziyan left, Lin Yiyi simply packed up and prepared to go out.

The maid sweeping the yard saw Lin Yiyi coming out, so she hurried forward and said respectfully: "Miss Lin, the young marquis said that you can come to this place anytime you want in the future."

Lin Yiyi looked around. The yard she was in was clean and tidy. There were many lush green plants planted in the yard, and one could not feel that it was already autumn.

The maid's voice sounded again, "Miss, please move."

Lin Yiyi followed the maid to the side of the yard, and what came into view was a greenhouse. Outside the greenhouse, flowers of various colors were blooming. The window lattices of the greenhouse were also designed with special care, and some colorful patterns were cleverly designed on them.

Lin Yiyi looked at the flower room in front of her in disbelief. The fragrance of the flowers was refreshing.

The maid smiled and said, "The young marquis knows that you like flowers, so he collected all kinds of precious and rare flowers in the world. He has been staying in the flower room for some time to transplant them himself. Miss, do you want to go in and take a look?"

Lin Yiyi nodded slightly, raised her foot and walked slowly towards the greenhouse. Her heart was filled with emotion and excitement at this moment. It turned out that he had not been idle for a moment in these days.

In the fragrant cottage, Lin Yiyi looked at the colorful flowers blooming inside, the green leaves setting off the dazzling flowers. She seemed to see Wang Ziyan's figure among the flowers. The sunlight poured in from the window, illuminating Wang Ziyan's slightly breathless expression.

There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. As Wang Ziyan raised his head, beads of sweat flowed down his angular chin to his neck, until they soaked his clothes.

Lin Yiyi's eyes were slightly red, and tears immediately fell, but she quickly wiped the tears from her face and looked at the maid and said, "Has he always lived here?"

"No, the young marquis was put in solitary confinement by the master some time ago. It was during the Mid-Autumn Banquet that Imperial Concubine Hua specifically said so that the master released the young marquis from solitary confinement."

"So when did he do this?"

"Late at night." The maid paused and continued, "Every night the young marquis would sneak out of the mansion and stay in the flower room until dawn."

Lin Yiyi clenched her hands slightly and suddenly regretted it. If she had not been so willful before, perhaps she and Wang Ziyan would not have had so many twists and turns.

"I'm leaving first." Lin Yiyi suppressed her emotions and turned to leave. She was going back to the Lin Mansion immediately to tell her father that she did not want to cancel the engagement.

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Beizhen Fusi.

Pei Zhijin spent the whole night dealing with the nursery rhyme issue and the inexplicable death.

It was not until the sun shone through the crack in the door and there was a knock on the door that Pei Zhijin raised his head slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "Come in."

The door was slowly opened, and Wenchuan walked in from outside holding a pile of files.

"Sir, this is the file from five years ago."

Pei Zhijin's eyes were stung by the large amount of sunlight shining in. He frowned slightly, then put one hand on the corner of his eye and rubbed it gently.

After a moment, Pei Zhijin said, "Put it here."

Wenchuan put down the file in his hand and said with some complaints: "Sir, these people in the Ministry of Justice are really good at giving up their responsibilities. Every time they can't solve a problem, they throw it to us Jinyiwei."

Pei Zhijin remained silent, silently flipping through the pile of files in front of him, looking at some of the blurred handwriting inside, and raised his head to look at Wenchuan, "Were the files soaked in water?"

Wenchuan closed his mouth and looked down. The old file was wrinkled and the words inside were unclear.

Wenchuan scratched his head. "That's not right. The people in the Ministry of Justice said that they were very careful in keeping these files. How could they get wet?"

Pei Zhijin put down the file in his hand. It was obvious that someone didn't want him to dig up what happened five years ago.

Wenchuan also realized the importance of the matter and immediately said seriously: "Sir, I will go to the Ministry of Justice to ask for clarification."

"Forget it, we've already alerted the enemy." Pei Zhijin said calmly, "Send these files back."

"Then sir... the murder that happened yesterday is very likely related to the murder that happened five years ago. As long as we find out what happened five years ago, we will know..."

Before Wenchuan finished speaking, Pei Zhijin looked at him fiercely.

Wenchuan closed his mouth nervously, then immediately picked up the pile of files in front of him and said, "I'll send them back right away."