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    "How does Aunt Lan know this?" The princess's hands suddenly stopped, her eyes were bright, and her brows subconsciously wrinkled. She didn't think about this possibility. At first glance, Most unlikely possible.

    "The assassin's progenitor, I think what he said is true. The information disclosed by the assassin is that King Yong has a large number of dead soldiers, and the princess also knows how difficult it is to cultivate dead soldiers. King Yong is really as he has shown, there is no way he has a large number of dead soldiers." Lan Gu said.

    "It turned out to be him." The princess' expression changed, and after a moment of silence, she suddenly laughed and applauded softly: "Okay, that's great, my third brother is really amazing, even me and The Queen Mother has been deceived."

    The princess got up and paced slowly in the room: "It turns out that he is the real choice of the clan, indeed, if it is him, it is not impossible to cultivate a large number of dead men, don't you Forget that he has followed his father to the battlefield since he was a child, and the private houses of his father and his uncles are not a small amount for him."

    "But the emperor's favorite heir, obviously the first prince who was the prince..." Lan Gu was a little hesitant. She had guesses, but she wasn't sure.

    "Yeah, but in order to ascend the throne, the mother emperor abolished the eldest brother's crown prince, and then the eldest brother died. Everyone thought that the mother emperor killed the eldest brother." The princess sighed: "I used to Even I thought so, but now it seems that the death of the eldest brother was not done by the Queen Mother."

    "Your Highness said..." Aunt Lang seemed to hear some overtones.

    "It should be King Yong, the power in his hands should be left to him by his father, he was brought up by his eldest brother when he was a child, and he is the best friend. The father is afraid that after the eldest brother ascends the throne, The mother is worried about the throne, the prince is alone and helpless, the father hopes that King Yong can help the eldest brother, but ... it should be that he killed the eldest brother after the eldest brother was imprisoned."

    After the princess finished speaking, she sighed and lowered her head slightly, looking a little depressed and lonely. Aunt Lan noticed the sadness in her expression, and the princess rarely showed such an expression in private.

    "So that's how it is..." Aunt Lang looked at the princess, she always knew that the princess had some royal secrets hidden in her heart, even in front of her, the princess never said it, and those things even involved Kunimoto, those secrets that were once destined to be forever sealed in history.

    "I had four older brothers when I was young, and now I don't even have the last one." The princess thought that she also had a carefree time when she was a child. Her father was The man above the peak of the world, her mother and queen dominate the harem, and her brothers still dote on her, and the prince's brother never forgets to give her candied fruit every time he goes out of the palace.

    "Actually, I never thought it might be him, I don't want to believe it, I hope he is still that stupid third brother, I hope his disguise is true, I just want to understand now, family love That's the biggest extravagance." The princess' hand on the table gradually clenched into a fist.

    She knew that it was time to make a break, and everything would be gone. If King Yong could attack the prince, he could also attack anyone in this world, and his brother had long since disappeared. , the rest are just the wealthy wolf tiger leopard dressed in human skin to confuse people, this is the imperial family.

    "I am a woman, and his inheritance rights are far from his own. Die silently!" The princess stood up, even if it was only endless games and guesswork, even if King Yong was so terrifying, she would still give it a shot.

     "His Royal Highness, it seems that King Yong has tried every means to pursue Jiang Lin recently. I am afraid he has impure intentions."

    "Jiang Lin, I know, don't look at her usually careless, in fact, this person is firm-willed, has a clear bottom line, and is very alert and assertive. If King Yong insists, let him try to kick in The feeling on the iron plate is also good." The princess showed a shallow smile.

    "In that case, Your Highness, do we want to inform Jianglin?" Aunt Lang asked.

    "Of course, I once promised Jiang Lin that I would not hide her, nor do I plan on her, I will do what I say." The princess said earnestly.

    "It's just that this news is very important and dangerous now, what is the princess going to tell her?" asked Lang Gu.

    The princess pondered for a while, and spit out a sentence: "If you send someone out to tell her, it will not work, she has an assassin before, and it may not be safe now, I am most afraid that the wall will have ears, I will call tomorrow. Jiang Lin entered the mansion, in order to hide from the public, I will not see her, and I need you to cooperate with me."

    "Since you have to pretend that you haven't discovered anything, the most brilliant deception is to deceive even your own people." The princess opened the window, looking at the dim night in the lights of the princess' mansion, her eyes widened. The light is as deep as the night outside the window.

    In Chang'an City, Jiang's Goods Store, the main road with the most fireworks, is still prosperous. Has quietly changed people, put on some new faces.

    Today, Jiang Lin was in the shop, and she hired a lot of people from Zhuangzi to fill the gap of shop assistants. The previous incident made Jiang Lin realize that these hired assistants were not safe, so she gave the original The hired guys were all severed after a severance pay.

    Jiang Lin still feels very good about the quietness during this period of time. Except in modern times, in which plane is she not licking blood, such a moment of tranquility is rare, but it is a fly in the ointment, That is, King Yong didn't know what the wind was blowing, and suddenly he looked like a peacock with an open screen, turning around and shoving Jiang Lin to show her feathers.

    The painting style of King Yong is known to everyone in Chang'an, that is, the prince of Er Lengzi who does not follow the routine and does not care about the small, no one thinks there is anything, no one seems to notice this What is hidden underneath, under the habit of surging turbulent undercurrent.

    "Jianglin, the princess called you." The female official of the princess' mansion came to the store to look for Jiang Lin. This woman was just an ordinary ninth-grade female history of the princess' mansion, and even the two big women's officials beside the princess. He didn't even come, and it looked like he had just called a female official over to deliver a letter.

    Jiang Lin doesn't think it's a big deal, maybe the princess has found something delicious and fun, or something valuable to give to herself, after all, it used to be like this, if it's a big event, it must be One of the two female officials beside the princess came over. If it was an important matter, it would be Aunt Lan.

    Jiang Lin casually led a horse. After all, this time was peaceful and there were few things to do. Jiang Lin spent some money looking for a tutor, and took time to follow the tutor to earnestly learn how to learn riding. Not very subtle, but there is no problem at all for daily travel.

    When she arrived at the princess' house, Jiang Lin was warmly welcomed in as usual, but this time, unlike in the past, Aunt Lang suddenly appeared on the way the maid took her to the princess' house.

    Aunt Lang looked at the maid who was carrying Jiang Lin and said, "Princess will be a little unwell, she has already fallen asleep, and there are two female officials guarding it, you go and prepare hot water , prepare for the princess to wake up and ask for tea."

    The maid took the lead, and Aunt Lan said to Jiang Lin, "You come with me first."

    Jiang Lin nodded and followed Aunt Lang in a different direction, but Jiang Lin had some doubts in his heart, she had always been the princess' guest, and no matter how busy the princess used to be, as long as she came Meet yourself, what's going on today? Could it be that the princess is seriously ill?

    Jiang Lin followed Aunt Lang through a long bluestone road. Jiang Lin noticed that there was a small yard planted with various kinds of grass and trees in front of him. The status must be detached.

    "Since you're here, come in and sit, this is my yard, I'm so simple, I hope you don't dislike it." Lan Gu smiled.

    Jiang Lin hurriedly smiled and said, "I dislike it wherever it is. This place is much better than what I have cleaned up. It's too late for me to like it."

      The three-spindle spinning wheel, on which the silk fabric was reworked, suddenly shrank.

    Jiang Lin happened to know these two things. One was repeated in the history books. The pedal three-spindle spinning wheel invented by Huang Daopo in the Yuan Dynasty. Modified silk fabrics.

    But this is the parallel time and space of the Tang Dynasty! Jiang Lin looked at Aunt Lan, all kinds of thoughts were rolling in his head. Could it be because of the butterfly effect that he came to this time, but it was not right.

      …

    "You know all these things," Lan Gu looked at Jiang Lin and smiled.

    "I know." Jiang Lin looked at Aunt Lang complicatedly.

    "Where did you meet again?" Aunt Lang continued to ask.

    Jiang Lin didn't answer, and Aunt Lan was not surprised. She gently brushed the three-spindle spinning wheel and the modified silk fabric on it, and smiled: "This is my invention, promoted by the Queen, What can't you say?"

    Aunt Lang's eyes suddenly sharpened, she stared at Jiang Lin and seemed to see through her thoughts: "Have you seen it elsewhere?"

    Jiang Lin smiled calmly and said, "Are you telling me the truth? Like you said, where else did you see it?"

    "Little girl, I admire you very much, you have the ability and a bit of intelligence, the answer is good, I have lived more than 100 years, and I have met a lot of people, just like you There are not many like this." Aunt Lan said with a smile.

    A sense of vicissitudes condensed by the years appeared in Aunt Lang's eyes, she stared at Jiang Lin and said, "I've seen the fire gun you used before, but yours seems to be very powerful."

    Fire gun? Jiang Lin raised the corner of her mouth, she probably knew when Aunt Lan was.