It turns out that the familiarity she felt when they met several times was not her illusion, but because they had met before!

I saw it when I was a kid.

Eight years ago, not far from the former Wen Mansion, there lived an official family named Liu. The family had a son and a daughter. The daughter was the elder sister. She was sixteen or seventeen years old at the time. The son was the younger brother, who was only seven or eight years old.

In the capital city where there are so many high-ranking officials, a fifth-rank official is too inconspicuous and cannot be said to be wealthy. However, the male owner is down-to-earth and generous, the female owner is gentle and kind, the eldest daughter is beautiful and sensible, and the youngest son is lively and intelligent. The family lives in harmony.

The bad thing is that eldest girls are too beautiful.

While playing in the streets on Chinese Valentine's Day, the eldest daughter disappeared and was found only the next day. The neighbors talked a lot and said bad things about Miss Liu. On the day she was found, Miss Liu committed suicide by hanging from a beam.

She was still young at the time and didn't know much about what happened to the Liu family. She had forgotten who she heard it from. The Liu family seemed to have reported it to the government, but before the government could investigate, Liu's father suddenly fell ill and died, and the case could not be solved.

Afterwards, Liu's mother left the capital with her young son.

The Liu family's house had been empty for a long time. As the new owner moved in, things about the Liu family were gradually forgotten by the neighbors.

In the two years after the Liu family's accident, she would sometimes think of the boy who was about the same age as her.

She was mute and had almost no playmates except for her sister and adopted brother Cheng Shu. One day, as usual, she passed the time outside her home watching people passing by on the street. The boy passed by and suddenly raised his hand and asked her if she wanted to eat candied haws.

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Maybe it was because the boy's smile was too bright, or maybe the red candied haws in his hand was too attractive. Even though they just knew each other and had never played together, she almost lost her head.

She ate the candied haws with her mouth missing her front teeth, and listened to the boy who also had his front teeth talking non-stop.

After that, they occasionally played together. She always listened silently while he kept talking.

Not long after something happened to the Liu family, they never saw each other again.

Lin Hao looked at the young man who was as quiet as a water lily, with tears in his eyes.

It's you.

Although there was no deep emotion or interaction, the feelings of discomfort and annoyance were overwhelming, impacting her heart.

She suddenly thought of the wintersweet brought to her by red silk.

At that time, she thought that the boy did it casually, or she remembered that she had tipped him when he was performing on the street. Now thinking about it, had he already recognized her as a playmate?

Lin Hao lowered her eyes to prevent others from seeing the tears in her eyes, but she didn't know that there was a pair of calm and clear eyes that were always paying attention to her.

"Do you know the origin of this young man?" The question came from a Jinlin Guard who came to have a drink with Cheng Maoming, the commander of the Feng Jinlin Guard.

When an earth-shattering event like the prince's assassination occurred, Cheng Maoming hurried into the palace, leaving behind a few capable subordinates to mobilize manpower to stabilize the scene.

Jin Linwei's eyes were burning, scanning everyone present.

Everyone knew that this young man was the murderer of the prince. After hearing this, they shook their heads like a rattle.

Jin Linwei waved his hand: "Clean up the corpses first, and lock up all the living people in Ruyi Class!"

Soon someone came to drag the body away.

Lin Hao watched as Xiao Feng was dragged away, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.

In the hall, which was already suffocating due to too many people, the smell of blood became even stronger.

Not to mention the ladies and ladies, even some of the male guests couldn't help but retched.

Jin Linwei, who was in charge, had a cold expression on his face and had no intention of letting these people leave.

In normal times, even the commander of the Jinlin Guards would not offend anyone here. But this is the assassination of the prince, and anyone who has anything to do with it, no matter what their identity, will be left in trouble.

Among them, the people who are under the greatest pressure are the people of Wuninghou Mansion.

"Who invited the Ruyi class?"

Tang Hua's face turned as pale as a ghost, and it took him a while before he spoke: "It's me..."

Countless looks came to him, and Tang Hua hurriedly defended himself: "I also saw the Ruyi class doing well in another house, so I invited them to celebrate my mother's birthday. Who would have thought that they would be so audacious!"

The Crown Princess managed to maintain her composure and rescued her younger brother: "The Marquis Mansion is His Highness's Yue family, and I care about His Highness's safety the most. Who would have thought that a small juggling troupe would actually hide a traitor..."

This statement caused many people to nod.

Who would have thought that a handsome young man would dare to assassinate the prince. They were just here to have a drink, how could they get involved in such a fatal matter?

Let them go quickly.

The person handling the matter also knew that it was impossible to keep so many noble people here forever, so he asked the steward of the Marquis Mansion to lead people to count the identities of the guests from each mansion. If there were any departures in the middle, etc., he would let everyone go back first.

When Lin Hao followed Lin out, he saw many people with guns and knives surrounding the Wuning Marquis Mansion, walking inside and outside.

Snow began to fall outside, and the snow particles were wrapped in the cold wind, as cold as knives.

Lin Hao looked up at the gray sky, and the snow particles filled her throat.

"Okay, hurry up and get in the car." Mrs. Lin urged when she saw that Lin Hao was still.

A voice came from the side: "Mrs. Lin, let me see you off. I'm just on my way."

Lin looked over.

The young man riding on the horse had snow on his hair and clothes, and his posture was as straight as a cedar tree.

Mrs. Lin, however, didn't care to pay attention to the young man's figure. She waved her hand and said, "Your Majesty, please go back home quickly. Be careful of catching a cold."

Qi Shuo was silent.

In Mrs. Lin's eyes, he seemed extremely weak.

He looked at Lin Hao, but found that she was absent-minded and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Then you and Miss Lin should be careful on the road." Qi Shuo glanced at Lin Hao again from the corner of his eye and rode forward.

Mrs. Lin pulled Lin Hao into the carriage and put a heater into her hand: "Ah Hao, are you scared?"

Warmth spread from the palm of her hand, and Lin Hao's pale lips regained some color.

"A little bit." She was confused and had no energy to chat with her mother, so she simply admitted.

Although Mrs. Lin is not afraid of death, she can't help but be frightened when she thinks of the prince being assassinated in Wuninghou Mansion: "Even the prince can be assassinated, and the world is becoming more and more unstable. I don't know what the prince's condition is. I'm afraid many people will want to kill him this time."

Disaster."

"The prince should be fine." Lin Hao murmured.

Mrs. Lin looked a little strange: "Ah Hao, how do you know that the prince is fine?"

Lin Hao's eyes regained their intelligence, but there was a hint of gloom: "The prince is protected by so many experts, so it's probably just a skin injury at most."

In her previous life, she returned to the capital when the prince was in charge of the country. No one mentioned the assassination. The most reasonable analysis is that the assassination caused minimal harm to the prince.

It's a pity that Xiao Feng died in vain, but I don't know what kind of grudge he had with the prince.

Lin was very sorry that the dog prince was okay, but the imperial doctor in Wuninghou's mansion who was treating the prince didn't think so.

"No, the poison tempered on the flying knife is too overbearing. I might have to scrape the bones to cure the poison."

Another imperial doctor showed fear on his face and whispered: "The one who will suffer a lot, Your Highness——"
Chapter completed!