Her voice was what Lin Qing expected every time she dreamed back at midnight, but now the temperature on her forehead truly indicated the existence of this person. She came back and said she would take him home.
He leaned his entire body on her, because he was so tired.
Zhao Zimu let him lean on him quietly for a while, and then put on the jailer's clothes. When she saw the wound on his back, her hands trembled, and then she quickly put it on for him. He took out something from his body and smeared it on Lin Qing's face. Soon, Lin Qing's face became like the jailer lying on the ground.
The time was too tight, Zhao Zimu didn't have time to stop, he helped Lin Qing through the dark corridor, numb and dull eyes from both sides looked at them from time to time, and when he met the jailer, he asked Lin Qing who was on her shoulder. When we arrived, Zhao Zimu said with a worried expression: "He has a stomach problem, isn't he too nervous these days, the adults don't let us have a little rest time, this guy will fall ill if he doesn't pay attention, I'll take it now. He's going to take a look."
The other prison guards nodded and stopped asking. It didn't take long for the two of them to get out of the prison of the punishment department. Zhao Zimu helped Lin Qing out through the small door, and he saw a carriage long after he had gone far. Waiting there, a fat boy and a scholar-like person saw her and immediately greeted her.
Zhao Zimu waved his hand, so that the two of them didn't need help, and personally helped Lin Qing onto the carriage step by step. For some reason, she just wanted to walk with Lin Qing alone. Before, she always felt that their way would be very difficult. For a long time, now is the first time I feel that every step is so cherished.
The chubby teenager and the scholar are naturally Zhao Zimu's apprentices Liu Dejin and Zhang Yong. She has been useless for these two, but now she comes in handy.
One of these two is already a wealthy businessman from the north and the south, and the other is now a disciple of the Imperial Academy. Now the Hanlin Academy is under the edict, and from time to time, they will make suggestions for the Eighth Prince, and this time Lin Qing can be rescued, these two played a huge role.
Liu Dejin's silver can be said to be pervasive, not only ordinary people's homes, but also some goods from some yamen in the imperial court will be comprador to him, so his tentacles can be said to be pervasive, but Liu Dejin's cleverness is that he has always placed himself in a merchant's place. In terms of positioning, the information he collected was only known by accident. In everyone's eyes, he was a businessman, a businessman who was a little better informed than ordinary people. Liu Dejin's power quietly penetrated into every corner. , but no one found that this fat man who looked rich and harmless actually controlled a huge intelligence network.
And Zhao Zimu has never used him, so he did not attract the attention and suspicion of others, but at the critical moment he is the person who can play the most important role, this time Zhao Zimu can successfully infiltrate the punishment department. Jail is also thanks to him.
As for Zhang Yong, it was the one who sent the letter to Zhao Zimu.
The two of them watched Zhao Zimu get into the carriage, Fatty Liu poked at Zhang Yong's waist and said, "Junior brother, do you still dare to say that our master doesn't eat human fireworks?"
Zhang Yong said with a bit of sigh: "Master..." He didn't know what to say. When he figured out the reason behind Zhao Zimu asking him to assist the Eighth Prince, Zhang Yong couldn't be normal for a while. come over.
Now, after witnessing his master's tenderness towards the 9,000-year-old with his own eyes, Zhang Yong feels that everything can be explained, and all his master's differences are for the person in front of him.
The two looked at each other, Liu Dejin shrugged his shoulders first and ran to the carriage, smilingly dropped a "Thank you, Junior Brother!" from a distance, then twisted his chubby body and got in.
Zhang Yong: "..." Although his name is Zhang Yong, it doesn't mean that he is very mediocre. Why is he doing things like driving a carriage every time!
No way, for the sake of prudence, they dare not let anyone else know their whereabouts, even the most loyal servants dare not use it, because if there is an accident, they will be all over.
Challenge the imperial power, if it is discovered, it will definitely be a bloody end.
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The little fat man in the carriage is trying his best to put away his sense of existence, trying to make the two people in the car think he doesn't exist, there is no way, the atmosphere between the two is too intimate, he is so embarrassed...
"Who is he?" Lin Qing asked Zhao Zimu with his eyes.
"Apprentice." Zhao Zimu said while using the medicine to help him quickly treat the wound. When the little fat brother heard his master mention that he immediately raised his fat chest, he said to Lin Qing energetically: "Master, my name is Liu Dejin."
The chubby Liu Dejin was a little shy, but there was never a trace of fear on his face. I really didn't know if he was too hearty, or he didn't know who was in front of him now.
Lin Qing's brows eased, and when he was relieved, he let Zhao Zimu toss him, but even though he was almost unable to support him because of the wound, Lin Qing still stared at Zhao Zimu and said, "Why did you appear here? Here, do you already know what happened in the capital? Did you come back because of me? Or is there something wrong over there in the northwest?"
Looking at the person with complicated and puzzled eyes, Zhao Zimu pulled out a helpless smile, still so worried about her, Zhao Zimu, without pausing: "Of course it's because of you." After thinking about it, he added another sentence. Said: "I care about you the most."
Lin Qing was satisfied, but even though he was very tired, he still refused to close his eyes, and kept staring at him stubbornly. Zhao Zimu only had to let him lean on his body, and then whispered in his ear in a coaxing tone: "Go to sleep, I will always be here, not leaving."
Sure enough, just after sleeping, he immediately found that Lin Qing's breathing had eased. Zhao Zimu knew that this was a state that only a person would have when he was sleeping.
With a pale face, gloomy eyebrows, and a thin body, Zhao Zimu stared at Lin Qing for a long time before he looked away from Lin Qing's face, and his expression turned cold.
"Master." Liu Dejin said, as a businessman, he is still a successful businessman. Although he is young, his ability to observe words is definitely no weaker than anyone else's. Jin Xiaopang knows that his master is angry, he has not yet I have seen his master show such a cold look.
Sure enough, Zhao Zimu said slowly, "Have you found out the whereabouts of His Majesty and others?"
Liu Dejin shook his head slowly, Zhao Zimu didn't ask anymore, since Lin Qing hid Emperor Jing Hui, he would definitely hide it in a very secret place. It seems that all this can only be done after he wakes up. Ask again.
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A few days later, Lin Qing woke up in one place, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a purple-clothed woman sitting beside him. Lin Qing frowned, holding back his unease, Lin Qing still shouted at the person in front of him: " Aunt Qing."
Aunt Qing, who was cleaning up after giving him acupuncture, glanced at him, with a look of surprise and satisfaction in her eyes, and nodded lightly: "You really have a big life, so you won't die, do you know how many times you have burned? God, this is a person who is about to die, if it wasn't for Zhao girl who had to treat you regardless, you would be dead by now."
Unexpectedly, Lin Qing really survived, and he can only say that he didn't deserve to die.
But if Zhao Zimu had gone a day late, Lin Qing might have really died in that stinking cell, a generation of scumbags, if he ended up like that, no one would say anything, because that is the most dangerous deserve.
Qing withdrew her surprised eyes, deliberately ignored his inquiring eyes, turned around and walked out of the door.
She has raised girl Zhao for so many years, and she has never seen her care so much about someone, so she is jealous, so let him be uneasy for a while, and it's good to relieve the sullenness in his heart.
When Aunt Qing left, Lin Qing jumped out of bed without hesitation, leaned against the wall with difficulty, and walked outside the house.
This is a different courtyard. From the layout point of view, the style here is very similar to Fengya Pavilion. He also knows a little about where this place is. Miao, the city must have been turned upside down now, and any clues could expose him. Even if he knew that this place belonged to Fengya Pavilion, Lin Qing did not dare to walk around. down.
There were a few orchid chrysanthemums blooming in front of them, and he didn't know what species they were. Lin Qing watched them start dazed, but he didn't stay in a daze for long, then he felt someone hugged from behind, familiar temperature, familiar cold fragrant.
"Why did you come out?" The voice of the person behind him was a little dull, and he pressed close to him. Lin Qing didn't answer. Instead, he dragged her to the front and kissed her, but in the end, he was pushed against the wall. The breath of the kissed person was unsteady.
Holding his body that almost slipped, Zhao Zimu helped him into the room, Lin Qing said nothing but pulled her onto the bed again.
He was uneasy, Zhao Zimu was very obedient, cooperated with him, and carefully avoided his wounds.
"Almost died." Lin Qing panted in her ear.
"Are you afraid?" Zhao Zimu asked.
"afraid."
Zhao Zimu felt a little distressed, and bent down on his own initiative, Lin Qing whimpered, and then his chest heaved violently: "Situ Yuanxiao came to me when I was trapped, and threatened to replace me in your mind. Location."
"I'm angry for you."
Zhao Zimu stopped.
"Situ Yaohua let people assassinate me. Although I deliberately let them succeed, it hurts a lot." Lin Qing said with a frown.
"...I'm not afraid" Zhao Zimu was very distressed and just wanted to treat him better.
"I almost died."
Hearing the grievances in the speaker's voice, Zhao Zimu was stunned, looked at him and said, "I'll kill them for you."
"No." Lin Qing said, he didn't want her to do it, he knew that she was actually kind, but it was just hidden by the usual indifference, and he didn't want her to do it.
Zhao Zimu still looked at him with bright eyes, as if he had to give him an answer.
Lin Qing smiled and then opened his hand to her with a deep expression:
"Love me."