Chapter 3305: The God in My Heart: The Princess’s Yandere Musician (56)

Lin Jiayun almost gritted her teeth before squeezing out a few words that sounded the same as usual: "It's okay."

Jin Shuotian frowned and walked over directly.

Lin Jiayun was still standing there, thinking about what the nanny had said, and felt a sudden darkness, and all the despair came over her.

Now we can't decide based on the wet nurse's words alone. She has already asked someone to investigate.

Before the results came out, Lin Jiayun did not intend to alarm anyone.

But she already had an intuition in her heart.

all of these……

it is true.

Such thoughts were so cold that her teeth trembled.

unbelievable.

I don't dare.

If all this is really true, then what happened to her biological child, the real eldest son of the Prime Minister's Mansion? !

She actually ignored her own child and doted on a concubine for seventeen years!

Jin Yao.

Jin Yao.

Reciting this name silently in her heart, Lin Jiayun closed her eyes hard, feeling the endless sorrow of being a mother in her heart.

…

The maple leaves hovering in the sky in autumn, and the cool breeze brings a new season.

This is not the first time Feng Xiao has come to the palace, but it is the first time she has come with a clear purpose.

The slender young man narrowed his deep eyes and looked at the palace with white walls and red tiles. In the distance was the faint scenery of the imperial garden. He tilted his handsome face and curled his thin lips.

He walked unhurriedly towards the direction of the imperial study.

In recent days, reports of victory have come one after another. In a break from the decadent trend, the enemy troops retreated one after another.

The Emperor was in a very good mood, and even his usually cold and gloomy eyes had a rare smile. When he saw the Crown Prince, he was a little surprised and asked, "What is the Crown Prince's business?"

The prince smiled faintly, with a depth that was rare for a young man, which made people feel that he was young and promising, but there was indeed a hint of joy in the corners of his eyes and brows: "There is indeed something extremely important."

In the Imperial Study Room, the emperor retreated and his servants retreated. It was very quiet. The brilliant autumn sun slanted down and spread out circles of light. When his voice fell softly, his words were solemn and extremely clear.

…

Mingsi Palace.

"Princess, I just saw Young Master Feng Xiaofeng when I went out." The maid looked at the quiet, gentle and inexplicably absent-minded girl and whispered.

Ning Yu'an slightly propped up her fair chin and looked out the window, the brightness of the setting sun reflected in her eyes.

Suddenly hearing such a sentence, my fingertips paused unexpectedly.

The maid was lucky enough to meet the prince of Dingyuan Marquis Mansion when she followed the princess last time. She probably knew it in her heart. Her eyes were slightly excited at this moment, and she whispered to the girl: "I just saw the prince going to the direction of the imperial study. I guess... I’m discussing something important with the emperor. I shouldn’t leave yet.”

Ning Yu'an's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and after being quiet for a while, she suddenly stood up calmly, with a stern white face to control her emotions, a bit cold and cute, and said seriously: "I'm going for a walk, you don't have to follow me. "

Maid: "..."

Oh haha.

As a very qualified palace maid, she certainly knew what was going on, so she nodded vigorously: "I know."

The princess definitely just went for a walk!

Ning Yu'an walked out of Mingsi Palace and unknowingly turned to the Imperial Garden not far from the Imperial Study Room. The girl blinked her bright apricot eyes, a little absent-mindedly.

There was no going any further.

The fiery red maple leaves fell in front of her eyes. The girl stretched out her hand, and the fallen leaves lay lightly on her palm, making her skin look particularly warm and white.

Ning Yu'an puffed up her cheeks and leaned against a maple tree, wrapping her fingers around a maple leaf. Her fingertips seemed to be dyed a little crimson in the sunlight.