I Just Want to Die

People are not killed by Ajin, nor are the rumors. If nothing is said about what she did, it is nothing more than adding a fire to the rumors to make it burn more vigorously and spread more widely.

A Jin successfully settled the marriage, and the whole person walked with pride, and the second and fourth princes looked jealous.

However, although he did not make a marriage with Zhenyuan Houfu, the emperor did not give up the two. The concubines selected by the two were outstanding in all aspects, whether they were family or character.

The concubine of the four princes married as early as the year he was crowned, and he also succeeded in drawing the support of a minister through this marriage.

Now that Zheng Fei is available, the emperor pointed him to a side concubine. The side concubine who can be married is not lower than Zheng Fei.

A Jin looked at the four princes with mercy, and estimated that the child's life in the backyard should be extremely lively.

The fourth prince noticed A Jin's expression, and he did not worry about it. What does that mean? Pity yourself? Mocking yourself?

Does he feel that it's useless to rely on his skirt? He is not a son-in-law or a long man. There is no strong concubine to support her. As long as he can wish him a hand, a small marriage is nothing.

He pressed the unwillingness in his heart and continued to face upward without changing his face.

Ajin didn't know one of his expressions, so the four princes thought so much.

After going down, an unexpected person found A Jin, who was the former bodyguard, Wei Lin.

"Aren't you sure about the matter? What else do you have?"

Wei Lin is the sister-in-law of the Shushu of the Ministry of Defense. He is tall and handsome, and he is also a beautiful man walking on the street.

Wei Lin said,

"His Royal Highness, there is still something unclear about your subordinates.

A Jin stood hand in hand, looking at the figures of the ministers downstairs, the various kimonos hunted and flew in the wind. The few of them gathered together, and they did not know what they were talking about.

"You said."

Wei Lin stepped forward and asked,

"The subordinate wants to know why you went to Feizhan Pavilion that day, which is not close to the Prince's Hall."

"I have answered this question before, and Prince Ben doesn't want to talk nonsense."

The people of Dali Temple have turned this question up and down several times, and A Jin's answer is irritable.

"That being the case, what thoughts did your Highness see the corpse that day?"

A Jin looked back at him strangely, how could a small fresh meat be spoiled by society like this?

"What do you think I would think of a corpse, and it fell so badly."

Wei Lin's face choked, he coughed awkwardly,

"Subordinate means, I saw your lord want to touch the corpse that day, did your lord find any clue?"

"Prince Ben is not Wu Zuo, I can't tell what, but I'm just curious to see a scratch on her neck."

Wei Lin took another step forward, the distance between the two suddenly pulled in, he hesitated and approached A Jin's ear again and said softly,

"Your Highness, there must be something wrong with this matter."

A Jin frowned as he watched him,

"Yes, why are you so close together?"

Is it because of the beauty of this prince?

Wei Lin took a step back and said in a low voice,

"Your subordinates just don't want to be heard by those who are interested, but also ask your Highness to atone."

A Jin looked at him with a serious look on his face, and swallowed the rumors in his mouth again. Never mind, don't scare the child.

"Can this be related to Prince Ben?"

"Nothing."

"Since it doesn't matter, what are you doing with me?"

Wei Lin moved forward again, his eyes full of hope,

"Actually, Zuo Zuo also found that your life was poisoned before, but the amount of poison is not deep, and it will not be lethal. If the amount of poison is a little heavy, she will be poisoned even if she is not killed."

A Jin raised her eyebrows, how much hatred is this, and it must be put to death.

According to the dead air that A Jin saw before, the dead air is still clear, which also shows that this noble person should have done nothing wicked.

A Jin’s interest was ignited a little,

"What is your opinion?"

Wei Lin was relieved to see him no longer rejecting,

"His Royal Highness, this is not a place to speak. Let's find another place, please."

Seeing that the direction in which he stretched out his hand was not the direction of the crown prince's palace, Ajin couldn't help saying,

"Weilin, are you wearing your sleeves?"

Wei Lin's face was flushed with redness, and he never thought that this sentence could be said from the prince's mouth.

"Your Highness, your subordinates are already engaged."

A Jin's suspicion glanced over him again,

"Prince Ben this time, will there be any bad rumors tomorrow?"

Wei Lin was angry and angry, he gritted his teeth,

"Your Highness is over-considered, and your subordinates have a deep affection for their fiancee."

A Jin shrugged, like no fiancee.

The two went to the Prince's Hall first, and Ajin changed his court clothes, and walked out of the palace alone with Wei Lin in casual clothes.

When the two reached their destination, A Jin looked at Wei Lin speechlessly,

"This is a good place? Could you really be a broken sleeve."

Wei Lin turned and dismounted, only to hear A Jin's ridicule,

"Only here is quite quiet, if your Highness doesn't want it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ we can go to Dali Temple."

Ajin followed her and dismounted,

"Forget it, your home is yours. It is estimated that there will be rumors again tomorrow in Chaozhong."

"I'm not a soldier of the Ministry of Military Affairs. We wear casual clothes, so why should friends visit our friends?"

A Jin was even more vigilant in hearing this,

"I was still a subordinate just now, and now I have become a friend. Your change has caught me off guard. Explain in advance, but I am a pure man!"

Wei Lin looked at his unreasonable appearance and only felt that his impression of him had been eaten by the dog in an instant.

What is a gentleman, a righteous man, what a pretentious manner, fair and loving people, are all fake!

A Jin watched his face sink, and his face was slightly irritated. He hurriedly calmed down the rumors, and then teased, it was estimated that he would turn his face.

"I'm kidding, you shouldn't be serious, let's go in quickly."

Wei Lin reluctantly brought A Jin to the study, he said to A Jin,

"There are many eyeliners in the palace, and even the Prince's Hall is not hidden. My family's slaves are old people who know the roots and roots. I am at ease."

Ajin played with the folding fan in her hand and raised an eyebrow at the words.

"What the **** do you want you to be so careful about?"

Wei Lin's expression is extremely serious,

"Did you see someone on Feizhan Pavilion when you went down to Feizan Pavilion?"

"Never."

Seeing someone on it, Ajin won't pass.

"That's to show that the nobleman hasn't just been there."

A Jin nodded in agreement, motioned him to continue, Wei Lin continued,

"I wonder if your Highness has ever been to Feizhan Pavilion?"

"Never."

He has never been in the memory of the original owner. He is basically a two-point, one-line life. He is industrious and tight. The roads in the palace are not clear except for the ones he often takes.

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