Mu Fangyun and Xiao Wei were equally surprised with her.
The commander-in-chief of the third department took the antidote, and he felt refreshed and his confidence doubled.
On the contrary, the prime minister's mansion is full of gloomy clouds and mist, and people are panic-stricken.
The prime minister's ill-gotten wealth that he had amassed all his life disappeared. I am also poisoned in my body, like ten thousand ants devouring my heart, I am in pain.
His two sons, Lufu and Lusi, looked ashen and panicked, and they were no longer as arrogant as before.
*
The whole family of Zhen Guogong's mansion was relocated. In the name of practicing Zen and worshiping Buddha, the female relatives set off first, accompanied by Lin Jiaerlang, with maids and attendants.
Feng Yi accompanied his mother and sister, and they took a boat to Foshou Temple together.
Accompanied by the old man, Lord Zhen Guo dressed up as an elderly person traveling, took a carriage, quietly left the mansion in the dark, and went straight to Mingshui County along the official road.
The two groups of people met in Mingshui County and went to the mysterious canyon together.
Lin Xiaoyang and Lin Qingluo's father and daughter stayed in the mansion, and secretly negotiated with Luo Zhan to disguise three thousand mansion soldiers as guards of Jufeng Trading Company, and leave the city in batches in the name of escorting goods.
The business of Jufeng Trading Company is booming, and there is an endless stream of caravans traveling to and from Fengqi.
Luo Zhan was interested in helping, and he readily agreed, and immediately went back to the other courtyard to apply for directions and arrange for a caravan to travel.
*
The snow was like the wind, and it came to Kyoto City late that night. Lin Qingluo heard the news, and in the dead of night, she came to the other courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing alone to have a secret talk with her.
Xue Rufeng wore a silver-gray mask, only revealing a perfect chin and thin lips. When he saw the pretty girl, the corners of his lips slightly raised, highlighting his good mood.
Lin Qingluo smiled sweetly, generously: "The pavilion master is well versed in the art of stargazing, so do you know why Qingluo came here?"
"Come here to count one's life."
Xue Rufeng raised her brows lightly, tinged with evil charm.
Lin Qingluo's heart trembled: "Is there a way to crack it?"
"It's fate."
Xue Rufeng's eyes flickered, and he staggered her gaze.
"I would like to know......"
"At most, two years."
Xue Rufeng drooped his eyelids slightly, and sighed sadly.
"Two years..."
Lin Qingluo's heart twitched suddenly, and the pain quickly spread throughout his body.
"Xiao Qingluo, her fate is determined by the sky, if she acts against the sky, she is afraid of being backlashed."
Xue Rufeng's eyes dimmed suddenly, and flashed in his mind that he forcibly merged with the ice soul and cold lotus. On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, when he was in pain, he couldn't help but feel worried.
"Thank Pavilion Master for your concern, Qingluo understands."
Lin Qingluo pressed **** her heart, suddenly smiled, got up and said goodbye.
"Hi."
Knowing that she had made up her mind, Xue Rufeng sighed faintly.
*
The empress was in a coma, and the three leaders of the imperial court were helpless. The prime minister was poisoned, and all the officials were in panic.
For half a month, the rumors in Kyoto City, due to the loss of the Chuanguo Yuxi, and the rumors that Princess Duanhui was young and ignorant, not worthy of being a princess, once again ignited the enthusiasm of the people who eat melons, and even among the officials there are many talk.
The chaos in the court had nothing to do with Lin Qingluo.
At this time, she had already brought all three thousand government soldiers to the countryside, and on New Year's Eve, she, her father, Lin Yixuan, and two apprentices, returned to the mysterious canyon smoothly.
*
Canyon, Bamboo House.
On New Year's Eve, the family reunites with joy. Mrs. Zhen Guogong hugged her beloved granddaughter and was reluctant to let go.
Ye Xue'e's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, looking at Tingting Yuli's daughter, her heart was so soft that it almost melted into a puddle of water.
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