The Regent's Tender Darling

At this time, Lin Mansion is in charge of the courtyard.

study.

"Master, I really don't know about this, I know it clearly." Mrs. Shen knelt on the ground, crying pitifully. She also changed into simple and elegant pea green clothes, and her hair that was usually full of gold hairpins was also There is only one white jade hairpin left.

Coupled with the perfect coverage of rouge and gouache, she seems to be ten years younger, and she can be regarded as a beauty who still retains her charm.

Lin Zhengyang was sitting behind the desk. The anger on his face was not as strong as before, but he still showed no intention of calming down.

Mrs. Shen continued: "I haven't contacted my mother's family for many years, and the child Ye Ting has never visited the house. I didn't know that my brother's family was doing random things in my name. It's all my fault. I hope I won’t vent my anger on Cheng’er and Hua’er.”

"You really don't know?" Lin Zhengyang frowned, obviously a little shaken.

Shen quickly said: "Master, how do I know this? I just borrowed some money from my brother. Who knew that my brother would go with this money..."

This is correct. Yang Zuqing did receive a large amount of money. How could the Shen family, a Taoist woman, go out to bribe someone?

Then his expression softened and he said: "My husband wrongly blamed you. Since this matter was done by the Shen family and you are a member of my Lin family, this matter has nothing to do with you."

"Thank you for your understanding, sir." Mrs. Shen did not plead for mercy to the Shen family. This was what Lin Qinghua had ordered when she left.

No matter whether the Shen family is beheaded or imprisoned, she can't plead for mercy. This matter has to be left to that little bitch Lin Jiaojiao!

…

——The Prince Regent's Palace.

"Ah...sneeze~" Lin Jiaojiao was sitting well, but she sneezed inexplicably and shivered at the same time.

At this time, she was painting, and the woman she painted was the same woman she had seen.

Maybe she doesn't have any other talents, but she is good at painting. She learned it from her elder brother and Yan Sihan since she was a child.

She integrated the two, and as long as she saw it, there was nothing she could not draw.

It's just that the woman's face was a bit blurry due to dirt when she saw it, so her current drawing is half-thought and half-guessed.

And she clearly remembered that the woman had a mole on her eyelids, which could be regarded as a recognizable sign.

Not long after, Holly came back.

After he came in, he told her what he saw outside today, "Mother, my servant looked at a girl who was secretive while buying bean buns. Later, I followed her and found that the girl had entered Prince An's Mansion."

"Oh?" She raised her head and asked with a smile, "Did you see it wrong?"

"This slave will not be mistaken." Dongqing promised.

Unexpectedly, Dongqing happened to meet the spy Lin Qinghua sent to Prince An's Mansion when he went out, so he asked: "Do you remember what he looked like?"

"Well, I remember, I will recognize you if we meet again."

"Well, very good, let's get down."

Then, she continued to paint the portrait in her hand. In this painting, she painted until the sky darkened. She looked back out the window and saw that it was getting dark.

She also enjoyed the rare silence at this moment.

There were no aunts or concubines to bother her, so she was quite happy and at ease. Seeing that Zhao Shuang'er's ban would be lifted in eight or nine days, she was not afraid that there would be no reason to continue to ban Zhao Shuang'er.

If Zhao Shuang'er didn't come to her place to cause trouble, she would just pretend that she couldn't see him.

After all, Zhao Shuang'er really has no value that she needs to spare time to deal with.