Chapter 922 (1/2)

Watching Qinghu leave, Lin Mengya's heart is like the sky outside, floating and sinking hard to settle.

”Don't be afraid, child. They will win when we are here.”

The imperial concubine of Dehui came to Lin Mengya and stretched out her hand to gently hold Lin Mengya's hand.

She saw everything about those two people just now.

As a mother-in-law, she doesn't blame Lin Mengya.

Because she could see that the feelings between the two people were not mixed with a trace of male and female feelings.

The war is coming, and no one can guarantee that she will come back alive. Therefore, she will not do that kind of petty behavior.

”Yes, Ma Fei, you're right. We're holding their hearts here. It's more useful than any weapon.”

Looking back, Lin Mengya raised her lips a little, and the smile on her beautiful face was unexpectedly soothing.

This is not only to comfort the imperial concubine, but also to calm her own heart.

Waiting always makes people especially anxious.

Bai Su was able to deliver messages back and forth at first. Later, he came back less and less, and the messages he could bring back were more and more limited.

Lin Mengya knew that martial law had been imposed in the palace and there were people from the crown prince everywhere.

For the sake of Bai Su's safety, she can only let Bai Su return to her side for the time being.

The night finally passed and dawn was coming.

Like the imperial concubine Dehui, she sat in the bedroom hall all night.

This night was particularly difficult. There was no voice of conversation except for some tea and snacks.

All their minds had been thrown into the battle outside the palace wall.

There is tension and fear.

But more, it is about those people.

The snow kept falling without any sign of stopping.

Lin Mengya opened the window and was a little stunned.

I don't know when the plum blossom in the window opened.

Bright red, especially dazzling in the snow.

The fresh red is full of vitality. Even if the cold snow buries the whole world, it still opens against the cold.

Lin Mengya subconsciously stretched out her hand and gently stroked the delicate looking petals.

Plum blossom, this is her mother's mark and amulet.

Seeing this plum blossom open, Lin Mengya's heart could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Maybe that's a good sign.

”Master, you haven't slept all night. At least use some fruit to heat tea. Don't burn your body.”

Behind him, Bai Su said softly.

The calm of the imperial concubine surprised Lin Mengya.

Although everyone was anxious, just after talking to her, the imperial concubine closed her clothes and lay on the warm couch to rest.

Looking back, he gave Bai Su a comforting smile and gently shook his head.

”I'm fine. I can stand it. Have you arranged everything outside?”

There was a determination in their eyes. Only their master and servant understood what they represented.

After pausing for a while, Bai Su gently spit out a word.

”Yes.”

This time, the power of the prince poured out, and even the officials joined in.

The queen must have been persuaded, so I can't wait.

But Lin Mengya felt that there was a trace of abnormality in the matter.

The reason why the plan was successful was that they caught the prince's character of great success, impulsivity and irritability.

But the queen is thoughtful and has operated in the harem for many years. Reasonably speaking, she should not be easily fooled.

The participation of the upper officials shows that the Queen's party has really paid off.

It's just that there's not enough time. She has no time to think about some things.

The arrow is on the line and has to be fired.

Even if the queen has a plan, she absolutely wants long Tianyu to win the final victory.

”Let them protect the imperial concubine, and never let the imperial concubine make a little mistake.”

Bai Su took orders and went out. He just dodged and disappeared into the snowy yard.

Lin Mengya holds a cup of hot tea in her hand, and the warm and smooth wall warms her cold hands.

Elegant into the lips, looking at the red plum outside the window, Lin Mengya's eyes became more and more firm.

Put down the teacup and gently take out the clothes already prepared.

It was a white fine brocade cloak without any patterns. The pure white color was like snow. Even the fox fur rolling around the collar was the same white.

Taking off her bright red, Lin Mengya draped her white cloak neatly.

She wore white clothes and shoes, and her hair was simply combed into a braid, which was tightly hidden under the hat of her cloak.

After taking a deep look at the imperial concubine, Lin Mengya stepped out of the gate of the bedroom.