The breeze blew up the man's clothes, and the magnolias quivered and flew, like an elegant fairy walking slightly on the waves. But the man's indifferent cheeks made him look more noble.
"Slow down!" Hua Yi spoke hurriedly, with a hint of urgency and panic in his voice.
"Ling'er will not take action against my mother!"
"Ha." Duanmuyan sneered, with a hint of sarcasm: "In my heart, Hua Bianxiu, I am the only one who can be so shameless!"
Hua Yi frowned: "It's about your sister's life and death, but you just add insult to injury. Is it ridiculous?"
As the words fell, the man's calm eyes came unexpectedly, as if an ice knife and frost sword were slashing down from the air, and Hua Yi's body froze.
Lin Zhi's lip line was slightly loose, and his indifferent voice was calm and calm: "What does this have to do with me?"
Whether your mother was poisoned or whether your daughter took action against your mother, what does that have to do with me?
Hua Yi looked pale. No matter how many difficulties he encountered in his life, even if his dream of getting promoted and making a fortune was shattered overnight, it would never be as difficult as this moment.
In a daze, I always felt that the person in front of me was not a person at all!
"Please keep my daughter."
Why were you used? Hua also pursed her lips, feeling extremely humiliated.
"Heh." Li Zongtai twitched: "Hua Bianxiu, in our Western Chu, no one has ever asked for someone from Zongzheng Mansion."
"Poor princess, my servant has only been away from you for a while, so how could he be tortured into such a pitiable state?" Li Zongtai rushed to Duanmuyan's side, feeling so distressed that he almost shed tears.
"Zong Zhengfu must have real evidence when recruiting people!" Hua Yi was not going to give up.
Lin Zhi's face was pale and calm.
"Bring it here." He frowned slightly and said, "Show him."
"Come here, old slave." Li Zongtai's eyes lit up, his lips and teeth felt happy, and he walked out of the courtyard.
When he turned back again, he held a dusty package in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, the bloody and bloody dead cat fell out of it, and rolled together with the package at Hua Yi's feet.
"What the hell!"
Hua Yi almost changed her emphasis, her face was as purple as a pig's liver, and her eyes were suddenly filled with fear.
"What...what do you mean?" He raised his eyes to Lin Zhi and said with a strong expression: "Sect Master Lin came here uninvited. First he injured my daughter for no reason, and then caused my mother to fall into coma. Now he even acts like that
The pickled things are playing on me."
Hua Yi took a deep breath, and gradually became filled with resentment as his chest rose and fell violently: "If you don't give me an explanation today, I will immediately go to the temple to meet the Holy Spirit and take your copy!"
Lin Chu curled his lips at the sight. The flower editor was probably so angry that he was confused. The main residence of the Western Chu Zong stayed outside the court and only obeyed the emperor's orders. He went to join Lin Zhi and found out
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When Lin was tense, he found a clean and comfortable chair to sit down, and watched the show with half-squinted eyes. His eyes were full of relief and satisfaction: One of my two sons is excellent, I am proud!
Lin stopped speechless, and raised his long jade-like fingers in a slight arc. A gust of wind came from nowhere, causing the flower branches to tremble.
Hua Yi narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to cover his hair that was blown by the wind. In the face of a powerful enemy, he must not let others see his disgrace!
Swish.
Some soldiers opened thin umbrellas to cover Lin Zhi's head.
The thin umbrella is light green, embroidered with lifelike orchids in full bloom, and shines with jade-like brilliance under the sun. The wind blows and the flowers are flying, rustling on the thin gauze umbrella, like frost and snow.
Lin Zhi didn't move, letting the petals fall in all directions like butterflies dancing.
The wind stopped and the trees stopped, and the sky seemed to have suddenly turned dark. Hua looked around blankly, and upon closer inspection she realized that it was not dark, but that the light above her head was also blocked by someone using an umbrella.
"The prince-in-law is well." A person stood quietly beside him like a ghost.