The people that Uncle Zhang arranged for Lin Huan are naturally reliable, but the look of these people looking at Lin Huan made him feel uncomfortable.

That was a deep regret, and he was a little pitiful. Lin Huan almost heard these people say in his heart - the young master was originally very good, but unfortunately he got married.

Yes, he got married, became the crown princess of the empire, and might even be able to become a queen... Lin Huan locked himself in the cabin, and he wouldn't go out without being watched, he returned to his original appearance, and always felt that others looked at him strangely. He knew that this was his heart was sick, and the root of the disease was in himself. He was trapped. In fact, it didn't matter how others looked at him, but the key was how he looked at him.

He can't face it calmly, because even he himself thinks he's ridiculous.

He once thought the prince loved him, but at that time he was fearless. Even the knitted embroidery training that had been seen before marriage was seriously studied, and he didn't feel ashamed of anything.

It’s not that others have changed, it’s that he has changed himself.

Lin Huan was riding a high-speed shuttle boat dedicated to military generals. The people on the boat were all guards arranged by Uncle Zhang. Mr. Lin was assassinated, this matter was big or small. If the old man was not seriously injured, it would not be a big deal. But if the old man had something... this matter would be broken.

Without Mr. Lin, the Lin family will no longer be the Lin family, and the Lin Gong Mansion will no longer be the Lin Gong Mansion. The Expeditionary Force will be reshuffled, and the emperor will re-arrange people to take charge of the Expeditionary Force for him. Someone will have to replace Mr. Lin in the military. One by one, it is not a trivial matter.

But no matter what, Lin Huan, the Crown Princess, has actually been removed from the center of the matter. He is no longer the successor that Mr. Lin is dedicated to cultivating, but just an idle person who holds the title of Crown Princess. He has neither the right to interfere nor the power to participate. If he has to take care of it, he has to ask the Crown Prince to take action.

It's not just ridiculous, it's simply sad.

One day, he will be able to return to the imperial capital. Lin Huan thought that everyone would be better for his grandfather to beg for him to be fine, otherwise they would wait for him to go crazy. Although the shackles of the crown princess entangled him, they were also his amulet. As for the crown prince... he didn't want him to be difficult, but if he had no way out, there would be no way.

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Lotus flowers bloomed in the pond, leaning on a crutch in his hand, and the old eunuch Zhu held his right hand behind him, hunched his back slightly, standing by the pond to enjoy the flowers.

The footsteps sounded from behind, and Zhu Yantou didn't reply: "You are here just in time. Let's go, let's go to Lin Gong Mansion... see if the Lin surnamed has died."

Lu Hailan reached out to hold his right arm, and felt a little funny when he heard this: "I don't know where he offended you. I heard that you had a good relationship when you were young?"

"What a f*ck." Old Eunuch Zhu rarely burst into pieces in front of Lu Hailan, "It's never been better."

There is no need to argue for such a thing. Lu Hailan supported the old man with a shaking footsteps. The emperor repeatedly reminded Zhu Yan to change the organs and prolong his life. But this old man dared to resist the orders behind his back and refused to obey the emperor. If the emperor wanted to punish him, he would act like he accepted the punishment. How to punish him? What should he do if the gust of the wind falls?

Zhu Yan is unwilling to live, and no one can do anything about it.

Lu Hailan knew that he was unwilling to change his organs and was unwilling to put other people's things on him, and he was completely left to fate and waiting for death. According to his words, he had lived a hundred years old, and there was no regret, and it was enough.

When he arrived at Lin Gong Mansion and got out of the car, Zhu Yan stood at the gate, pointed to a osmanthus tree outside the gate, and said to Lu Hailan: "I planted that tree."

Lu Hailan helped him to the bottom of the tree. It was not yet the season for blossoming, and the leaves were green. Old Eunuch Zhu raised his hand and picked a leaf hard, pinched it in the palm of his hand. After a while, he let go and threw it away again.

"Let's go." He said.

There was a friendship between Jinlan in ancient times. At that time, two young people used the oath of Gui League, and passed through the mulberry fields in the vast ocean. Who else remembered the oath that year?

Mr. Lin has been in a coma for three days, and this is the fourth day.

Lu Hailan and the old eunuch Zhu were invited to the nursing room. Lin Qi was lying motionless on the bed. Lin Qi had a cultivation level. He was only seventy or eighty years old, but now he lies down and seems to have grown old all of a sudden.

Lu Hailan stood with Zhu Yan for a while, and saw the old man looking at Lin Qi without blinking, he slowly let go of his hand and left the ward, leaving the other party with a space for someone to live with Lin Qi. Enemies have been together for life, and they are all happy enemies. Lu Hailan has no intention of exploring the story between the two old men, but he also vaguely envious of this friendship. At least he can't find someone like this who can be equal to each other and have a big tit-for-tat relationship with each other.

Maybe the flange was once counted as one.

The light on his wrist flashed. Lu Hailan looked at the pop-up message, turned around and walked out, leaving the old eunuch Zhu alone in the mansion of Lin, and drove away in the car he came.

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Lin Huan didn't expect that he would become so troublesome just after returning home.

Almost as soon as their ship stopped into the Imperial Capital Airport, a group of imperial guards surrounded him. This posture, which seemed to be waiting for him to fall into the trap, immediately aroused Lin Huan's vigilance. However, he was "respectfully invited" by a group of people. There were automatic defense weapons from the airport from all directions. Especially under the banner of summoning His Majesty the Emperor, he could not "resist the orders" in full view.

Something is strange.

Lin Huan was sandwiched in the carriage by two imperial guard masters, one left and one right. He was indeed a master, and his cultivation was at least two small realms higher than him. Even the drivers in front were expressionless. His car was in the center, surrounded by other small cars on the front, back, left and right, and even drones followed in the sky. Lin Huan couldn't figure out who was going to kill him, otherwise why did these people act like they were facing a great enemy?

But soon he had the answer.

The convoy that drove onto the high-speed transmission belt suddenly stopped. To be precise, the transmission belt carrying the convoy suddenly stopped operating. Lin Huan was as nervous as the imperial guards escorting him, guarding against possible attacks, but saw a small car on the transmission belt in the opposite direction suddenly turned on the suspension function and flew over. After aiming at the muzzle that was passing by, the door was opened. Lu Hailan, who was supposed to visit Mr. Lin in the Lin Mansion, walked out of the car.

Lin Huan, who was unprepared for this reunion, suddenly widened his eyes.

Lu Hailan walked towards the convoy from the static transmission belt. Lin Huan heard the guards escorting him in a hurry to contact the people. The prince's goal was very clear. He came directly outside Lin Huan's car, opened the car door from outside, and pointed to the guard sitting on Lin Huan's left. Seeing that the latter was still sitting in place, he reached out and pulled the person out of the car.

Then, he stretched out his hand at Lin Huan.

Lin Huan was in a very complicated mood and put his hand on.

Lu Hailan led Lin Huan back to his car, turned the front of the car, and then the stagnant transport belt began to operate forward as if it had received an instruction. Lin Huan sat in the passenger seat, staring at Lu Hailan beside him in a daze.

He hesitated and asked, "Who is going to deal with Lin Gong Mansion?"

Lu Hailan said: "It's not against Mr. Lin's Mansion, it's against you."

"I?"

Lu Hailan did not continue to answer, and the car turned off the high-speed transmission belt and slowly slid down the circular ramp. Lin Huan saw that the other party did not want to communicate with him too much, and he was tactful and did not ask questions again. He understood Lu Hailan. The prince was a difficult person in front of most people. He could not even look at people or things that were not interested in him, which made people unable to even flatter him. He could only be particularly patient in front of some people, such as Lin Huan.

And now, Lin Huan has become the vast majority of people.

The atmosphere in the car was extremely dull, and Lin Huan even wanted to open the window for breathing - he was almost suffocating. Lin Huan stared at the view passing outside the window expressionlessly, and his fist was hidden on the side of the car door, which was clenched white, slightly leaked his true mood. It was not until this moment that he had to admit mockingly that he was actually looking forward to it since he embarked on his journey back to the imperial capital... looking forward to seeing Lu Hailan again.

At this moment, there was no expectation, and all that was left was cold self-mockery - look, the prince looked at him like he was looking at a stranger.

Lin Huan did not blame Falan for taking him away, and at the same time he understood that the prince would not forgive his betrayal. Yes, this is the logic of Lu Hailan that Lin Huan is familiar with. He can do anything to Lin Huan, but Lin Huan cannot go against his wishes, otherwise he would not want it. For the past ten years, Lin Huan has been carefully following the logic of this damn bastard, fearing that he would be left behind by Lu Hailan... Ah, it is really tiring to like someone.

The car stopped outside the Lin Gong Mansion. Lin Huan took a deep breath and opened the car door to get out. He stood by the car door, waiting for Lu Hailan to come over, and then raised his hands to hold the other party's arms. At least in front of the public, they were still the prince and his wife without any gaps. Lin Huan looked ahead, with neither sadness nor joy on his face, and walked into Lin Gong Mansion indifferently.

In the ICU, Eunuch Zhu sat on a chair beside him, turned his head to look at Lu Hailan and Lin Huan who were walking in together.

"Your Highness, Young Master Lin, you are here."

"Don't salute, just sit down." Lu Hailan left Lin Huan and came to Zhu Yan's side, and pressed the old man back on the chair half-help. Lin Huan didn't care about them either. He walked straight to the hospital bed, stared at Old Master Lin lying on it. After a while, he slowly squatted down and held the old man's right hand beside him.

Lin Huan was frightened by his grandfather's aging. The skin on the old man's face seemed to lose its vitality and turned into a wrinkled orange peel. The rough and powerful hand grabbed him in his hands countless times when he was a child, but now he touched it, it seemed that there was only a layer of skin wrapped around a few bones.

He couldn't stand it a little, and tears flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably. He trembled and pressed the old man's hand on his face, and whispered: "Grandpa, it's me, I'm back... Open your eyes and look at me."

...His sky collapsed.

He was a good man to fight Xiao Lin Huankeng's grandfather, and he relied on his pampering, so he was unscrupulous. He had no father or mother, but he never felt that he lacked love because he had a grandfather. There was no other person in this world who could make him rely so unscrupulously, and Lu Hailan could not, because there was no other person who loved him as much as his grandfather.

On the side, Zhu Yan stood up slowly and was about to leave the venue with a crutch, but suddenly a hand appeared on his arm. He raised his head in surprise and looked at Lu Hailan, but saw the latter supporting him expressionlessly, not tough but not willing to let go of it and helped Zhu Yan leave the ward together.

"Your Highness, I think you should go in."

Outside the ward, Zhu Yan looked at the transparent observation window thoughtfully and whispered: "That old bastard cannot die. Go in and persuade Young Master Lin, telling him not to be too sad."

Upon hearing this, Lu Hailan glanced at Zhu Yan deeply, then shook his head.

"No," he said, "I can't see him crying."

Lin Huan was a crybag when he was a child, but he rarely cried when he grew up, but as long as Lin Huan cried, Lu Hailan would be soft-hearted. The other party could easily shake his proud reason, and afterwards he showed a confused and innocent little look, causing secondary harm to the out-of-control Lu Hailan.

Lu Hailan asked someone to send Zhu Yan back to the palace, while he stayed to wait for Lin Huan. He sat on the bench in the back garden of Lin Gong Mansion, lit a cigarette, closed his eyes to calm the turbulent emotions in his heart. When Lin Huan cried and knelt in front of Mr. Lin's bed, he almost rushed over and hugged the person in his arms. Then what? Lu Hailan thought that he could be impulsive, deceive himself, and keep Lin Huan, and the cake that had changed taste could be used to fill his stomach, at least better than nothing. Princess Bai was right, he could be selfish, be kinder to himself, learn from his father, possess what he wanted, and whether he liked it or not was not important.

After smoking a cigarette, Lu Hailan had already swept all these ridiculous thoughts out of his mind.

He is him, not his father, nor anyone else. He has his rules of the game, and he is both the maker of this set of rules and the practitioner of it.

"Your Highness." Lin Huan, who was washed with cold water, found Lu Hailan in the courtyard, stood beside the bench and whispered: "I want to stay in Lin Gong Mansion today..."

"No." Lu Hailan interrupted him mercilessly, "I have arranged a boat for you, you must leave the capital immediately." Without waiting for Lin Huan to answer, he had already stood up, "I will send you away now."

Lin Huan did not move or speak. His deep red pupils reflected Lu Hailan's face, and the corners of his mouth were as stubborn as ever.

"There will be no problem for Lin Qi." Lu Hailan said.

Hearing this sentence, Lin Huan's expression began to loosen. Lu Hailan would not say something unsure. He nodded, as if he had accepted Lu Hailan's arrangement. In fact, it was useless if he didn't cooperate. As long as Lu Hailan thought, things would develop according to the other party's hope. Lin Huan followed Lu Hailan to leave Lin Gong Mansion, and keenly discovered that there seemed to be more people outside - he was referring to those people hiding in the dark.

After returning to the imperial capital, there was a strangeness everywhere. Lin Huan did not want to leave Mr. Lin at this time, but the prince had already given a guarantee. The prince's promise was more powerful than his life. This is a fact. Lin Huan was not a child and would have to fight for a while.

Lu Hailan sent him directly to the Imperial Capital Airport.

"I will send you to Northern Xinjiang first, and then Bai Si will help you get rid of the tail that follows you."

The prince naturally had a private pier in the airport of the imperial capital. He took Lin Huan to a small yacht parked in the dock, and at the same time explained to Lin Huan: "Don't go back to the imperial capital in a short time, nor do you publicly reveal your true identity. Don't worry about Lin Gong's Mansion, Lin Qi will be fine."

Something must have happened to the imperial capital. Lin Huan thought, but the prince was so sure that this matter should have nothing to do with the Lin Gong Mansion. On the contrary, Lu Hailan said from the beginning that it was not the Lin Gong Mansion who was dealt with, but Lin Huan, and now he was so urgently arranged for him to leave. Lin Huan looked at the prince thoughtfully and whispered: "Is someone going to deal with you?" He paused and said, "Is it the emperor?"

"Well, I met Bai Si in Northern Xinjiang, and he got it."

Lin Huan, who had no intention of getting an answer, was stunned. He realized after a while. Lu Hailan operated the console and started the yacht. While entering the target coordinates on the automatic navigation controller, he explained to Lin Huan without hesitation: "It is well known that Bai Si is preparing to rebel. Your biological father is Bai Zheng, and your father will not let you go, the pawn... This time Lin Qi was assassinated and lured you back to the imperial capital, which is probably a scene that had been arranged."

Lin Huan suddenly realized that he always forgot his life experience, but others still remembered it and were still calculating him for it. However, he didn't believe that his grandfather would come back to act in order to deceive him. The old man could not harm him. He was probably used by the emperor, and even assassinated...

The small and exquisite yacht flew out of the airport and flew northward. Lu Hailan pointed at the operating table. The cabin door at the rear of the yacht opened, revealing a small transport boat inside. At the same time, a survival pole in the yacht suddenly opened, and a figure with the same appearance as Lin Huan walked out and walked into the dressing room beside Lin Huan's shocked gaze.

"What is that?"

Lin Huan pointed to the closed locker room hatch, with an undetectable tremor in his voice: "...Is it my clone?"

Lu Hailan frowned, as if seeing through what he was thinking, shook his head and said, "He is Ansen."

"An...sen?"

Lin Huan knew that his expression must be like a mental retarded, because he is really a bit mental retarded now. Who is Ansen? Five years ago, a certain person who cooperated with the prince to play him and pushed Lin Huan to the throne of male god of abdominal muscles. When Lin Huan thought of Ansen, he could only think of the other party's vulgar old face that made him nauseated...

"He has good acting skills." Lu Hailan nodded and made a pertinent evaluation.

Not everyone can play Lin Huan's substitute well. After Lin Huan was forcibly awakened and taken away by Flan, Lu Hailan put Anson's chip into the empty shell left behind. This artificial intelligence that independently generates pseudo-personality is different from Flan. It has regarded Lu Hailan as the creator and is completely afraid of it...

"There is a supply station in front of me, and I will put you down there." Lu Hailan pointed to the transport boat in the back cabin, "There is a ship there, Fanxing Qi57, and it will send you to Northern Xinjiang."

So, that's it.
To be continued...