C11

Compared to the heavy and tense atmosphere in the other courtyards, Wuyou Pavilion was exceptionally quiet.

The Golden Light landed in the pavilion, and the garden was filled with flowers that were rich in purple and red, exuding a heavy fragrance.

Luo Wuyou stood in the midst of the flowers, her expression neither sad nor happy. Looking at the beautiful flowers that filled the garden, the bottom of her eyes, which were covered by the mist, was cold, like the ice mountain that had been accumulated over a thousand years. Suddenly, she lightly twisted her jade fingers, and pieces of the flower petals floated down to the sky from her fingertips, and after a few twists, they fell into the soil.

No matter how tender and beautiful the flower was, as long as it left the branch, it would gradually wither and decay.

"Miss, you were tired last night and busied yourself this morning. Why don't you go in and take a nap?" When Nanny Lin saw this, her eyes became dry and her heart ached.

The slim back of the young miss actually exuded an indescribable sadness, as if she was an old man that had experienced the vicissitudes of life and independence!

However, the young miss in front of her was still her young miss. It had only been a single night, why did it feel like she had become a completely different person?

"Nanny Lin, I'm not tired. How are you and Nanny Liu doing?" As if she didn't see the doubt and worry of the Nanny Lin, Luo Wuyou instantly cleared her mind and turned around with a calm expression.

"Thank you for your concern. This servant is fine, but Prime Minister only asked a few routine questions. This servant returned with Nanny Liu. Other than my face turning pale, this servant was fine with looking at Nanny Liu. I believe Hong Jin and the rest will be back soon. " The Nanny Liu laughed and replied.

Of course, these were only words of consolation, the Nanny Liu was truly frightened by Luo Wuyou's bold actions.

In the morning, she did not go with them, but after listening to Nanny Liu talk about the situation, just listening to her would make people shiver in fear. If she was in her place, she would not be much better off.

After all, the princess, the Prime Minister, and the Old Mistress were all here. Let alone three people, the anger of any one of them was not something that the servants like them could handle.

"This servant finally understands the meaning behind Miss's words!"

Nanny Liu suddenly remembered something Luo Wuyou had said last night. She didn't understand it then, but she understood it now.

The young mistress had said that she would wait. It seemed like she was waiting for this opportunity to act out this show.

Or rather, it should be said that Luo Wuyou had been waiting for the midwife's death. If the midwife didn't die, she wouldn't be able to find out who the mastermind was. On the contrary, if she died, her value would be even greater.

Otherwise, she could have tied the midwife up in the delivery room from the very beginning instead of escorting her to the woodshed.

Nanny Lin sighed as she supported Luo Wuyou into the house. Unknowingly, a hint of worry flashed across her eyes: "But, young miss's move was too risky. Could it be that xiaojie has never thought of the possibility of the princess wanting to punish her in her rage, so how could she possibly retreat? "

Luo Wuyou smiled faintly, "There must be a reason for the punishment, I followed the rules, I did not make any mistakes, what right does she have to punish me?" Thinking about how Yong Zhao's face turned black from her disgust, she wanted to laugh.

"That's what you say, but if the princess still holds a grudge, then she hates the young miss for using her …" The days of young mistress would probably be even more difficult.

The Nanny Lin's heart was filled with worry. Looking at Luo Wuyou's calm and relaxed expression, the corner of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.

The young mistress was too daring, how could she still smile?

She was after her in the first place!

Luo Wuyou did not say these words, she was afraid that Nanny Lin would faint after hearing it!

With the protection of the Old Mistress and her husband, this old servant wants to see, among all the aunties in this house, who dares to have any designs on the Mistress and the Little Master. I really hope that old master can quickly grab the mastermind behind the scenes and chop them into five pieces even without beheading them! When she thought of the midwife attempting to murder his wife and Little Master, Nanny Lin felt so much hatred that she began to breathe.

However, when she thought of the rewards that the Old Mistress and the Prime Minister had given her, her face filled with joy.

This time, Madame had the Little Master with her, so it could be considered expensive for a mother to rely on.

"Nanny Lin, since father has already investigated this matter, no matter whether he finds out or not, you are not allowed to bring it up in the future." Luo Wuyou retracted her smile, and an extremely solemn expression was suddenly remembered.

Nanny Lin was startled: "Miss?"

"Be careful when you speak of your troubles!"

How could the Nanny Lin have thought that the mastermind behind all this was the lofty princess, and the one who provided the medicine was her daughter?

Luo Wuyou understood too much about Luo Xian'er's viciousness. She could even poison Ye and An'er that had yet to appear with her bare hands, so it was even easier for a single Nanny Lin to do the same.

With the princess' identity as a County Princess, there was no need to go through so much trouble to send someone to poison her. As long as Yong Zhao said a few words, Nanny Lin could also fall into a miserable state of death without a burial.

Luo Wuyou's eyes flashed with a peculiar cold light.

This was the benefit of having power. As long as one had power, not only could one easily obtain wealth, one could also freely control the life and death of others.

Otherwise, why would her good father spend so much effort to climb up?

Nanny Lin had followed her mother for more than ten years. After she was born, she had always followed by her side, watching her grow up.

She didn't want anything to happen to her!

After Luo Wuyou finished speaking, she sat down on the study table, brushed her sleeves and started practicing her calligraphy. Her back was ramrod straight, her eyes were fixed on the paper, and with a movement of her wrist, the silk hairpin, one by one, appeared on top of the Xuan paper...

Sightseeing in Bodhisattva... The sariras are the appearance of all kinds of magic, not to be born, not to be destroyed, not to be defiled, to not increase or decrease … Without understanding, without knowing, without dying of old age, without dying of old age, without being able to gather and exterminate the Dao, without intelligence and without gain, so without gain … No worries, no worries, no fears, far away from the reversing dream, rebirth.

There was nothing to worry about, nothing to fear, everything to get away from the reversing dream of rebirth …

In this life, how could she not be bathed in fire and blood and obtain Nirvana!

She faintly sighed in her heart and a trace of ridicule flashed across her eyes.

If even raindrops did not fall, Luo Bingshu would not be able to discover anything. To put it in another way, even if Luo Xian'er was found out as the cause, would he be able to exterminate his relatives?

It was just a bluff!

This matter was destined to come to an end!

And the Old Mistress, did she really think that her grandmother did not know anything?

Even though the Tranquil Heart Academy was very far from the Yilan Garden, how could she not have smelled anything from the big commotion last night? Furthermore, the Old Mistress was to have a precious grandson, so how could she not be prepared for it?

Her grandmother was very clear in her heart, but she didn't mention it today. Why?

Because once this matter erupted, then the first person to be targeted would be her good Nephew Daughter, Consort Xue.

Since the An'er was fine, why would she do anything else?

If not for her self-deprecating story, how could Old Mistress pretend to be angry and give the order to investigate?

The Old Mistress would definitely protect An'er, but she and her mother, hehe, was there still a need to ask?

However, since the seed has been planted, let's see when it will sprout up again!