?The real princess is a magpie, so his master is not a magpie. He is just a magpie whose nest has been invaded.

The young man seemed to understand Liu Yun's silence and smiled self-deprecatingly: "It can be regarded as a kind of thing that hurts its own kind."

While the master and servant were talking, they seemed to hear a noise coming from a distance.

Liu Yun put down the medicine bowl in his hand and went out. After a while, he turned around and came back: "Master, please have a rest. It's nothing serious! Someone from the Grand Master's Palace came to ask for Dr. Luo."

"Oh?" The young man's eyes lit up: "Is Yin Bofang sick? Or..."

Liu Yun shook his head: "It is said that the young master of the Yin family was injured by an assassin, which is a bit dangerous."

The young man chuckled: "Yin Bofang, you old man." His mood suddenly improved, "Go to sleep! There will be a good show tomorrow. I don't know how many people are happy to tell each other tonight."

"Want to see my joke?" Yin Bofang, who had white hair and white beard and looked like a god descending from the earth, laughed loudly, "A group of quack doctors said that my grandson is dying, but I just don't believe in this fate..." He pulled Divine Doctor Luo, "

Let the miracle doctor take a look and see if my grandson is in serious trouble..."

"Although the trauma is severe, my life... should be fine after using my medicine." Divine Doctor Luo frowned, his face expressionless as always, "I just don't know why I didn't wake up..."

Uncle Yin's expression suddenly changed: "Could it be poisoning?"

It doesn’t look like it!

Yin Bofang's face turned gloomy: "I know what people outside think of me. But I don't care! Come at me with swords, guns, swords and halberds if you have the ability. My grandson is simple and straightforward, let alone harming others.

Not even willing to step on an ant..."

Divine Doctor Luo hummed softly: "If it was you who was injured, I would not save you. But who told me to have some friendship with Mr. Ling? I will never leave his son alone... As long as you believe my diagnosis, that's all.

If you don’t believe it, you can ask someone else to do it…”

"I believe it." The words were interrupted by a voice outside the door.

A young man in white clothes walked in outside the door. He seemed to be an immortal descended from heaven. He saluted to Divine Doctor Luo: "The dog has Divine Doctor Luo Luo."

Doctor Luo returned the favor, "Young Master Jade is so polite!"

Yin Chengzhi has the reputation of being the best young master in the world. Because he is like a beautiful jade, he is called Mr. Jade.

It was still a salute, but his movements were more beautiful than others. People in the room watched him salute, then straightened up and said to Yin Bofang: "Father, I'm back."

Yin Bofang snorted coldly: "Nie Zhan, you still want to come back? Look at Zhen'er..."

"Father!" Yin Chengzhi interrupted the other party: "Mr. Luo said it's okay, so of course it's no problem. Please all the doctors go back. My son will send Dr. Luo out of the house right now."

Yin Bofang, who was not angry and his face turned purple, said a rebuttal, and everyone ran away.

Yin Bofang closed his eyes tightly, put his hand on his grandson's forehead and touched it, and told the waiters to be more careful and to report if there was any situation, and then he turned and left.

The room became quiet again.

The young man on the bed opened his eyes. His eyes were as dark as two pools of deep springs, bottomless.

The grandfather of the most treacherous minister in the world who has controlled the government for more than ten years, and the father of the most handsome man in the world. In addition to this Yin town, the huge Taishi Mansion has only three masters. Excluding the fact that there are 360 ​​days in a year

My father is away from home, and there are only one old man and one young child in the permanent residence.

A home that is extremely simple should also be an extremely complex home.

The only thing he was lucky about was that he knew in his memory that the grandson of the dynasty, Lin Yuwu, was a hostage in Beikang, and the princess of Yong'an, who was a compatriot from his mother's side, was named Lin Yutong.

Come to think of it, it should be Tongtong's.

The compatibility index of the prince's legitimate daughter and the grandson of a traitor's family really makes people scratch their heads.

If I remember correctly, Divine Doctor Luo was invited back from the East Palace. Tongtong should have known that there was a man named Yin Zhen here and that he was injured.

Will she find an opportunity to send a message?

Or, how can I send the message myself?

No! Spreading news rashly can easily lead to misunderstandings. This child named Yin Zhen is a sunny and simple good boy. He doesn’t have any extra thoughts. This also leads to the fact that no one around him is his. In one fell swoop

Every movement is in the sight of others, and you can't move.

However, now that you have recovered your health, you should go and express your gratitude. If you go to the East Palace, you may have a chance.

Fourth Master still had a target to look for, but Lin Yutong couldn't even find any direction.

It wasn't until a month later, when her injuries were mostly healed, that she heard the news from Lin Houzhi: Taishi Yin was assassinated again, but the assassin killed the wrong person. He almost killed the Yin family.

grandson. The Yin family also borrowed a miracle doctor from the East Palace.

I didn't think about it carefully before, but now that I heard the name Yin again, I couldn't help but pay more attention to it, and asked one more question: "What is the name of the grandson of the Yin family?"

Lin Houzhi hesitated for a moment: "I don't know much about the old slave of the Yin family... I only know that there are rumors outside that if the Yin family does not cultivate Yin virtue, they will cut off their descendants. In fact, the Yin family did have three grandsons die in a row before.

, and now this is the fourth. It is said that he asked the eminent monk of Huangjue Temple to approve his life, and he also said that he would not live to be fifteen... Before leaving the capital with Her Royal Highness the Princess, it seemed that the grandson of the Yin family had just turned one year old... Now

He must be fourteen now..."

Lin Yutong didn't ask any more questions. His hesitation always made people think he was hiding something.

Lin Yutong didn't have time to think about what he was hiding.

Instead, I thought, if three people died before, this one now should be the fourth.

Inshiro?

What a coincidence?!

She felt that she had to first determine whether this person was the Fourth Master. Knowing this, she had a direction for her efforts. Don't bother returning to Jingguo, but in the end, the Fourth Master was hiding in other nooks and crannies.

I don't know how much more trouble it will take.

After Lin Houzhi checked his pulse and left, when Lin Shu came in with rice porridge, what was on the plate was not beef, but a plate of pickles.

This is not something common in Beikang.

She smiled: "Where did you get the pickles?" Lin Shuke was happy, "It's Boss Shi here."

Boss Shi is here, and Lin Houzhi has new news.

Does this mean that Boss Shi is the one who can deliver the message?

She stirred the rice porridge and smiled: "Boss Shi hasn't been here for a while."

"Yes." Lin Shu pushed the pickles forward: "It's been half a year. I was still thinking about the heavy snowfall a few days ago. This year, Boss Shi was probably delayed on the road, but he came here unexpectedly.

Your Highness, do you want to go to the market?"

Lin Yutong nodded: "I'm afraid the master won't let me."

Lin Shu chuckled: "Her Royal Highness the Princess has asked the master to go to work and won't be back until tonight..."

Lin Yutong then smiled: "After dinner, let's go together."

Lin Liang looked at the two of them disapprovingly: "If the princess asks, how will you explain?"

"If you want to make a decision, you have to wait until we finish shopping." Lin Shu smiled and put the crow green cloak on Lin Yutong.

It's been a month since I arrived and I just stepped out of the tent for the first time.

Looking out, the tents are connected one after another, stretching into the distance. The one in the middle should be the king's tent.

Her tent was not much different from the surrounding tents where slaves lived. There were tough men everywhere who exuded the smell of mutton. Those who walked away with their heads lowered were mostly slaves.

She walked slowly step by step, and Lin Shu was very familiar with helping to lead the way. There were rows of carriages parked in the open field, which was the market.

The tents on both sides are next to each other. There are restaurants, taverns, blacksmiths, entertainers, and people coming and going, which is quite lively.

Lin Yutong didn't push forward, but just watched those people trading from one side.

It seems that Boss Shi is a very good business man. His cloths are all cut, one robe and one piece of cloth. The medicines are all prepared according to the prescriptions, which ones are for treating colds and which ones are for coughs.

The measurement standards of the two countries are different, and most people do not know how to calculate, let alone convert. Therefore, this method makes transactions easier. Everyone will also feel that it is fair and will not be afraid of being deceived.

Whether it is expensive or not is determined by the seller. As long as the price is uniform and no one buys it more expensive than anyone else, this is fair in most eyes.

Lin Shu pointed to the other side: "This is where the untouchables trade, and all the good things are on the other side."

Lin Yutong didn't want to go there. They were all dressed in brocade and jade robes, and they were all nobles from Beikang. Her status was nothing to laugh at. She had things to do and had no time to chat with others.

So he just said: "Forget it for today, I'm a little tired, let's find a place to sit."

She pointed casually, "Just sit wherever you want."

Lin Shu's face suddenly turned red, "Your Highness... there..."

Lin Yutong walked away.

This is a very neat row of tents, with tables and chairs at the door. There are several men sitting on each table, and the bowls are filled with spirits.

But the wine waiters serving the wine all wore silk and satin clothes.

It can be seen that they are all daughters of the Han family and citizens of Jingguo.

Lin Yutong sat over, and the bartender paused for a moment, looking at the woman leaning against the tent wearing a bright red brocade butterfly and flowers in embarrassment.

The woman smiled mockingly and walked over happily, "It turns out that Your Highness is here, distinguished guest!"

Lin Yutong tightened her cloak: "You deserve to be scolded and ridiculed for not being able to protect your people." She pointed to the stool next to her, "Sit down and talk."

The woman chuckled lightly and said indifferently: "Thank you so much, Your Highness." She sat down and looked very charming.

"Your... wine shop, the boss is Shi Wandou." Lin Yutong said this with almost certainty.

The woman's expression suddenly changed: "What do you mean, Your Highness?"

Lin Yutong looked at her: "Do you want to say it here?"

The woman winked at a little girl standing next to her, and then she smiled again: "Hey! It's very cold outside. Your Highness, please come inside. As long as His Highness doesn't dislike us?"

She brought Lin Yutong into a tent on purpose.

Men and women were entangled in the tent. They didn't take it seriously when they saw someone coming in. Instead, they laughed proudly.

Lin Yutong sat on the couch on one side with a calm expression. When the man left, the woman on the bed got dressed shyly and followed him out. She signaled Lin Shu to go out: "Keep the door, don't let anyone disturb you..."

"My little girl, Mei Niang, please give me your advice." She put away her charming look, but her eyes became a little more serious.
To be continued...