Life simulator, start with a maid

Chapter 323

A beautiful vase as a gift only needs to be taken care of on the outside and not to be dropped. As for the others... who will communicate with the vase?
Compared with this, Murong Linshen was so conscientious towards his daughter that he couldn't be more conscientious, so Lin Lang had a lot more courage to lift the tile.

In fact, if she wants to come in directly, there is no other way, as long as she chats with Qiu Bai.

But the emperor was suspicious, if Murong Linshen felt that Qiu Bai leaked the secret to a court lady like her, it would cause trouble for Qiu Bai.

People's kindness is mutual, she always remembers Qiubai's kindness, and she also has to consider him.

This tile is not very easy to lift. Lin Lang spent a little effort on the third floor and the outer third floor of the Golden Dragon Hall to make some mist that blurred the vision, and then took the opportunity to climb in.

The censer in the Golden Dragon Hall smoked more than her.

Lin Lang catwalked and walked over little by little.

Behind the veil is the majestic and handsome face of the emperor.This was the first time she had seen Murong Linshen's face clearly so intuitively. His eyebrows and eyes were three points similar to Qiu Bai's, but they had completely opposite temperaments.

Qiubai is a jade that seems to be sparse and cold, but its tentacles can generate warmth, while Murong Linshen is ice that is gentle and practical on the outside.

"emperor?"

Although she knew that this shit was fake, Lin Lang still pretended to yell, just in case he suddenly got violent and stabbed herself.

Now the signs of rumors have begun to emerge, and ancient superstitions, this matter is all kinds of ghosts and monsters.

In the simulated plot, she should have waited until later to lift the tile.But Murong Linshen is an unpredictable emperor, in order to prevent changes, the roof tile should be lifted early to avoid long nights and dreams.

Lin Lang took a handkerchief and put it on his wrist, and took the pulse carefully.

It is indeed the poison of Nanyi, but it is not serious, at least it will not be exaggerated to the point of being unable to get out of bed at the end of the simulation, and this poisoning method seems to be passed... She choked in embarrassment.

I want to imitate it before, because of He Chu's death, she hated King Kang.So after dispensing the medicine for Murong Linshen's pulse diagnosis, he didn't have time to think about it, so he raised the knife and went to seek revenge.

"Your Majesty, you must get better soon." Lin Lang murmured 'sincerely', while preventing the other party from getting violent, he took out the antidote from the medicine box and fed it on the spot.

This time her mind was very calm, so she observed carefully.

As expected, this dog did not swallow it!
Lin Lang grinded her back molars, and was just thinking about whether to take advantage of the golden opportunity when he pretended to be unconscious and loyal, and slapped him hard to make him swallow hard, when Murong Linshen suddenly slowly opened his eyes.

"Why are you here?"

Damn, it's pretty good at pretending.

But he said, "Emperor, Your Majesty? This servant deserves death! The servant was only worried about the safety of the Emperor, and also thought that she knew a little about Qihuang, so she sneaked in to diagnose the emperor's pulse, and begged him to forgive me!"

Although the plastic master-servant relationship was very touching, Lin Lang actually lowered her volume, for fear of alarming the people outside, or she might be handed over by Murong Linshen in the next moment.

"Get up, do you know Nanyi poison?"

Murong Lin leaned there halfway, his expression seemed to hide his tiredness, but it seemed that he had finally swallowed the pill.

"Yes, my maidservant's grandmother is from Nanyi." There is nothing to hide, and it cannot be concealed.

"The person who poisoned me will be entrusted to you to find. Besides, with your intelligence and dexterity...you don't need me to remind you about today's matter, right?"

The emperor stared at her with deep and bottomless eyes, exactly the same as when she picked up the gray pigeon.

Linlang understood, and quickly expressed her opinion: "Yes, this servant must keep his mouth shut!"

His trap of pretending to be sick is still waiting for Kang Wang, the prey, to crash in.

So apart from the two brothers, Lin Lang became the third person who knew, and jumped into the chessboard on his own initiative.

Only the Empress Dowager was burning incense and worshiping Buddha sincerely, and the entire Shoukang Palace was filled with smoke, and those who didn't know it thought they were dancing to the Great God.But even so, her baby boy is still not well.

Ji Huirong was so worried that everyone lost weight. After Qiu Bai came to comfort her a few times, she simply found Yingtian Temple to pray for blessings to relieve her anxiety.

Lin Lang was temporarily borrowed all morning because of her good cooking of fake dishes.Besides her and Aunt Gui, Pearl was also accompanying the Queen Mother.

Naturally, Aunt Gui would not be half a step away from the Queen Mother, so Lin Lang and Pearl squeezed into the last and smallest carriage.

"I heard that this Yingtian Temple is a miracle. If there is a chance later, we will also ask for a lottery." Pearl and her had a good relationship when they were colleagues, so they chatted when they had something to say.

"Do you want money?" Lin Lang asked with a smile.

"You girl really fell into the eyes of money. There are eminent monks sitting in Yingtian Temple, and people who are destined to see it can't be seen. Why don't you just stare at the few copper coins in your pocket?"

Pearl reproachfully shook off her handkerchief.

"Monk?"

Linlang thought back to the Pojiao monk she met in the simulation, and couldn't help asking, "Don't even the empress dowager meet?"

"He is a Buddhist, and he only cares about fate and not value." Pearl folded her hands together and bowed, obviously a loyal believer.

"At present, only the Fourth Prince is destined to meet him, and the late Emperor was once defeated by an eminent monk, but I haven't heard of the others."

Yingtian Temple is not too far away.

The horses in the palace are fast, so they arrived very quickly.

The two of Linlang got out of the carriage, and immediately followed behind the Queen Mother quietly, bowed their heads and hands, and stood respectfully.

The temple is built on a secluded mountain, with vast surroundings and picturesque scenery, bathed in the morning light and sunset and the wooden fish with bells, the ancient temple is Zen.

The stairs up the mountain should have been repaired for many years, but there was not a single fallen leaf.

Aunt Gui subconsciously reached out to help, but Ji Huirong shook her head and refused.

"Shen'er is sick, and fourth son's body is not good. This trip of Ai's family is to ask the Bodhisattva to bless my two sons to be safe and healthy. Since I am here to pray, I have to let the Bodhisattva see This kind of sincerity will do.”

After that, she lifted her dress and walked up the long stairs step by step.

Lin Lang hurriedly followed, while secretly sighing inwardly.

Even if the Tian family's kinship is weak, the mother and the child are inseparable after all, and Ji Huirong is undoubtedly a good mother.

According to the original plan, it was a morning event, but Ji Huirong climbed for half a day.

Lin Lang looked at the queen mother who was usually pampered and crawling profusely, and looked up at the sun hanging in the middle, suddenly worried that the emperor would starve to death in the palace.

……

The Buddha statue in the center of the hall is solemn and precious.

When Ji Huirong was praying piously, Linlang went to the kitchen behind the courtyard with a basket.

In ancient times, there was no greenhouse technology, so fruits and vegetables in winter can be said to be rare, and vegetarian dishes are mostly tofu and grains.

Lin Lang took a few breaths of white air, rubbed his hands that were frozen by the wind, and lit a fire to roast them first.Wait until the relief is softer, and then steam the glutinous rice.

(End of this chapter)