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

Chapter 221 I Know What You Want

As expected, it was Mrs. Lin.

Lin Mowan was helpless, but she had to look away calmly, hesitantly looking at the wine glass handed over by the other side, silent for a moment, and smiled politely: "I'm sorry, I don't drink, can I use tea instead of wine?"

The other party was obviously stunned, and looked up and down at the girl in front of him with an innocent smile with a suspicious look, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes that she could not drink.

Lin Mowan just smiled apologetically, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip. Seeing that she really had no intention of talking, the boy turned around and left.

After returning from the banquet, Lin Qinhai kept frowning. Although he realized something, no one said it out loud.

Until they returned home, Lin Qinhai actually asked Lin Mowan to stay alone for tea for the first time, which would have been absolutely impossible before.

In the quiet courtyard, it was late at night, snowflakes were falling, and two people were sitting by the charcoal fire, with the tea on the stove bubbling and steaming.

During the long wait, Lin Qinhai slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, held the steaming hot tea, took a long breath, and said: "It's been so long, and I still don't know what you like."

Lin Mowan drank hot tea to dispel the cold wind that had just filled her lungs. She just smiled and said, "I don't have anything special to enjoy. I just read a book occasionally, and there's nothing else to do."

"..." Lin Qinhai nodded and said nothing more. After a slight hesitation, he continued, "After the New Year, the Shen family will be preparing to attack the Imperial Capital."

He paused, and Lin Mowan didn't say anything either, as if she was a little surprised that he suddenly came to her to talk about this matter today. After all, Lin Qinhai never talked about serious matters with them before.

Lin Mowan turned around and looked at Lin Qinhai. She seemed to guess that he had something to ask. After thinking for a while, she took the initiative to speak: "Uncle, if you have anything to ask, you can ask directly."

Lin Qinhai frowned, looking worried. He turned his head and looked into the distance. He put down the teacup in his hand, sighed deeply, and said, "It is not easy to deal with the Gongshu family, especially Gongshu Beicheng."

As he spoke, he turned his head and met Lin Mowan's eyes that seemed to have suddenly realized something. After a moment of silence, he continued, "I know that is your private matter, but given the current situation, you know Gongshu Beicheng well. Do you have any suggestions?"

The more you know, the easier it will be. As the saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in a hundred battles.

Lin Mowan remained silent, turned her head to look at the snowflakes falling from the sky, and the face of Gongshu Beicheng, who seemed to be gentle and elegant at all times, gradually emerged in her mind.

Just when Lin Qinhai thought that she would not say anything, Lin Mowan slowly said, "I have a way, maybe we can try it."

……

This year, the snow has been snowing in the university until the beginning of spring. The snow is melting little by little, and tender buds are sprouting out of the soil, as if it is a new year full of spring.

Lin Mowan was riding on a horse. The sound of galloping hooves was accompanied by occasional whistles, and mud splashed everywhere where the hooves landed.

She hurried and finally stopped at the gate of Sheng'an City. Everyone was very nervous. Lin Mowan rode on the horse and shouted to the gatekeeper: "I am Lin Mowan, I want to see Uncle Beicheng."

Everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to move. They didn't know whether they should report it or take action directly.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, a familiar figure appeared on the city wall. He stood above the city gate, looking down at the people below the gate with his deep and handsome eyes.

He didn't say anything, just frowned and looked at her quietly.

Lin Mowan didn't waste time with him and said bluntly: "I'm here to find you, will you see me?" "..." Gongshu Beicheng was silent, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Lin Mowan did not beg much, but just looked into his eyes, with a hint of stubbornness still in her eyes. The situation remained deadlocked for half a minute.

Seeing that he had no intention of opening the city gate, Lin Mowan didn't want to waste time and simply pulled the reins, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait." At this time, the man's voice finally came from behind to stop him, and then he turned to look at the person next to him: "Open the city gate."

The city gate slowly opened. Lin Mowan stood still, looked up at the people on the city wall, was silent for a moment, turned over and dismounted, and someone trotted forward to lead the horse.

She was led by the soldiers to Gongshu Beicheng's tent. He was the only one in the tent at this time. He stood next to the sand table, seemingly thinking of a strategy.

Lin Mowan was brought in and the man walked out.

Lin Mowan opened her mouth, but before she could finish her opening remarks, Gongshu Beicheng spoke first: "I admit that Shen Weiyuan is indeed amazing, and he is more courageous than that emperor boy."

"..." Lin Mowan didn't say anything, just glanced at Rongguo, which had already fallen for the most part, and then looked up at Gongshu Beicheng: "I didn't come here to talk to you about him."

Hearing this, Gongshu Beicheng raised his eyes and fell on the person in front of him. He looked at her for a long time with a scrutinizing gaze, and then sneered: "Really? Then what are you doing here?"

Lin Mowan was silent and hesitated for a moment. She seemed to muster up her courage and said, "I have something to ask clearly."

Gongshu Beicheng said nothing, just looked at her, waiting for what to come.

Lin Mowan thought for a while and asked, "What was my name when I was in the Guangning Palace? How did I get to the Guangning Palace? Where did you sell me back from? Or did you pick me up?"

Gongshu Beicheng narrowed his eyes and turned his head away as if he was thinking seriously. After a while, he said, "When we first met, it was indeed me who bought you back. You said you had no name, so I gave you one, Baiyao."

"Then why did you insist on killing me later?" Lin Mowan asked.

Of course she understood that if she was not forced to die, she would not be allowed to assassinate Gongshu Yanyu. The crime of killing the emperor was something she could not escape no matter what.

And the way he looked at her when they were on the boat also explained everything. Lin Mowan had thought a lot about it these days. The only possibility was that he had found out something, and she had more than just the name and identity of "Bai Yao" or "Lin Mowan".

Her intuition told her that there must be something else.

Facing Lin Mowan's question, Gongshu Beicheng chose to remain silent this time. He just looked at her with complicated eyes, as if he saw through everything. He sneered: "Are you here to find the answer? I know what you want, are you so sure that I will tell you?"

Lin Mowan was silent, with a hint of disappointment flashing across her eyes. She sighed, "No, I know. You may not tell me, but since I've come to find you, I won't go back."

Hearing this, Gongshu Beicheng was stunned, his eyebrows twitching slightly, and he suddenly couldn't figure out her thoughts, but after a little thought, he suddenly realized: "Ridiculous, do you want to threaten me? Or do you think I will be the good person who tells you everything?"

He paused, his eyes gradually showing a trace of disdain: "Xiao Wan, you have never been such a naive person before." It was hard for him not to suspect that there was something fishy going on...

At the same time, Huo Ancheng.

Lin Qinhai, dressed in armor, stepped into the palace gate step by step...