The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 195 Can’t Say

Their eyes met, as if in a silent declaration of war. After a long moment, Gongshu Tingyue suddenly stood up, the words on his lips choking in his throat again and again.

Gongshu Yanyu frowned, obviously seeing the clue: "If you have anything to say, just tell me, I will definitely make the decision for you."

As long as she can produce a little bit of useful evidence to convict Lin Mowan, even if it is not sufficient, Gongshu Yanyu can guarantee her victory in this game.

But for Gongshu Tingyue, she could not bear to do it. If she really told Lin Mowan's life experience, it would be like roasting Jiang Wenqing on the fire.

Marriage fraud is considered a disgrace to an ordinary family, let alone in the royal family. If she really told it, then the last bit of affection between her and Jiang Wenqing would be gone.

There is only one possibility waiting for Jiang Wenqing: Gongshu Tingyue will divorce him and stay out of the matter, and the entire Jiang family will be executed.

Gongshu Tingyue may not care about his shame and may not care about Jiang Wenqing's marriage fraud, after all, Lin Yirou is dead. However, the royal dignity is inviolable. Just because Gongshu Tingyue doesn't care doesn't mean Gongshu Yanyu can accept it.

For the royal family, Gongshu Tingyue is first and foremost the princess of Darong, and only secondarily herself. Therefore, if this matter is exposed, they will either perish together or draw a clear line with Jiang Wenqing and show that she is also a victim.

Obviously, Gongshu Tingyue was wavering on this.

After a long time, she tightened and loosened her fists, and finally sat down slowly. She forced a smile and turned to look at Gongshu Yanyu: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I have no evidence."

It seems that she still chose to conceal the truth for Jiang Wenqing. Lin Mowan lowered her eyes calmly, but she couldn't stop sneering in her heart.

Gongshu Yanyu didn't say anything about this, but his expression was full of disappointment. He was obsessed with it, and his eyes swept over and fell on Zhu Qing: "You can go now."

Zhu Qing was a little confused, but she didn't dare to ask more questions in front of the emperor. She could only nod and greet him, "Yes, I'll take my leave."

After watching Zhu Qing leave and a brief silence, Gongshu Yanyu breathed a sigh of relief and seemed to have made up his mind. He said, "Since it was all a misunderstanding, there is no need to mention it again."

Misunderstanding? Lin Mowan raised her eyes to look at him, with some suspicion in her eyes, but no surprise.

Meeting Lin Mowan's gaze, Gongshu Yanyu's eyes darkened: "Is there any problem?"

Lin Mowan came back to her senses, and the chill in her heart became even greater. She smiled and said, "No, Your Majesty is wise."

Hearing this, Gongshu Yanyu nodded in satisfaction: "You can stand up, and we can sit down and talk about the rest."

After he finished speaking, the palace maid beside him helped her up and sat her aside. Gongshu Tingyue lowered her eyes and said nothing, as if she was still worried about what had just happened.

"Does Hanyan's matter have anything to do with you?" Gongshu Yanyu asked.

As a matter of course, Lin Mowan shook her head and said, "Your Majesty, I do know the Third Aunt, but I think we have a good relationship, so why should I harm her?"

Such words obviously could not convince Gongshu Yanyu. Gongshu Yanyu narrowed his eyes and said, "You should understand that as an adopted daughter, if all the descendants of the Jiang family died, it would be of great benefit to you. It is difficult for me not to doubt you."

Lin Mowan looked at him calmly, "Your Majesty, what you said is not wrong, but this is just appearance. Even if all the people in the Jiang family died, do you think there is a chance that everything in the Jiang family will fall into my hands?"

This seems to be true. Even if all the Jiang family members died in the end, the Jiang family's property could not fall into Lin Mowan's hands. After all, there are many people who are more capable and powerful than Lin Mowan. The Jiang family is not a small family. How could they possibly trap Lin Mowan? Gongshu Yanyu said nothing more. He looked at Lin Mowan and squinted his eyes, as if he had just realized that the person in front of him was not simple.

But suddenly, for some reason, looking at the person in front of him, Gongshu Yanyu suddenly felt that he looked familiar, but he was busy with government affairs, and the people he met and the things he dealt with were countless, so how could he remember them all? Possibly an illusion?
Gongshu Yanyu frowned, turned away his eyes, and tapped the table lightly with his slender knuckles, as if thinking about the whole thing.

After a while, he turned around and looked at Gong Shu Tingyue beside him: "Do you have anything else to say?"

Gongshu Tingyue was stunned, as if she had never expected this situation to happen. She stood up abruptly, with some shock in her eyes, and her gaze moved back and forth between him and Lin Mowan.

She knelt down with a plop. "Your Majesty, everyone here can disbelieve me, but you and the Queen Mother cannot, Your Majesty..."

As she spoke, there was a hint of pleading in her voice: "Your Majesty, please, there are some things I cannot say, at least not here."

She begged, looking up at Gongshu Yanyu who was sitting in the upper seat. Gongshu Yanyu's eyes darkened, and his brows, which were already not relaxed, became even more furrowed. He looked at Gongshu Tingyue with a look of disappointment.

But in the end, perhaps because of his love for Gongshu Tingyue or because of their old relationship, Gongshu Yanyu chose to compromise. He turned his eyes to Lin Mowan and said, "That's all for today."

Without giving Lin Mowan a chance to respond, he paused for a moment and continued, "Come here, take Miss Lin back to the side hall. Lin Mowan, I'll have to inconvenience you for a while."

Lin Mowan didn't say anything, but the guards outside the door had already walked into the hall. She stood up and didn't show any dissatisfaction. She greeted them and turned around to leave with the same guards.

The same scene as that day, as soon as she stepped into the palace gate, a familiar voice came from behind her: "Lin Mowan."

She paused and looked back. As expected, it was Shen Weiyuan. Their eyes met, and the tension that had been there in the hall disappeared. The crowd dispersed, and she smiled at him: "Thank you."

She knew that Shen Weiyuan must have contributed to Lin Qinhai's affairs. Otherwise, if Lin Qinhai had recognized her on the spot today, it would have been difficult for her to escape unscathed.

Shen Weiyuan frowned and took a few steps forward, his eyes showing an undisguised pain. He frowned and kept his eyes on her, as if he had never left her for a moment: "Wait a moment, wait for me a moment."

She restrained the smile in her eyes. Seeing how serious and resolute he was, and thinking of all the abnormalities that had happened in the past, Lin Mowan suddenly felt worried.

"Don't do anything stupid." She reminded softly, "I'll be fine, I promise."

"..." Shen Weiyuan remained silent, but under her deep gaze, he still nodded reluctantly.

When they parted, Lin Mowan watched him walk away. Turning back, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a figure in the corner. She looked closely and found that it was Lin Qinhai.

He just stood in the distance, watching from afar, with no intention of getting closer. Lin Mowan paused for a moment on her way back to the house, but did not stay for long. She retracted her gaze and returned to the side hall.

Everything seemed to have returned to the days of the past, so peaceful that not a single ripple was stirred up, and the closed palace door had never been opened again.

It was already the twelfth month and the weather was getting colder. The charcoal fire in the side hall had never run out, and people were not short of food or clothing, but there was no progress in the matter of Hanyan's miscarriage.

Obviously, this is a long and protracted battle.

Until one night after a heavy snow...