163 Her persistence

Just for a moment, Lin Yarong guessed who the woman in front of her was.

The woman smiled and said, "Madam is really smart. My name is Luo Luo. During this period, I will serve my wife."

Lin Yarong looked at Luo Luo incompreh, "Why did you do such a thing?" Although there were no other women in the camp, Lin Yarong could only think of one thing when she asked a prince's concubine to be her maid.

In view of her current situation, when Luo Luo helped her clean up, Lin Yarong felt that she was in good spirits. She said, "Does the prince have anything to say to me?" It will never be Sun Jingbang's idea to let Luo Luo serve her. It can only be one person who can come up with this matter.

Luo Luo smiled and said, "If it's convenient for you, the prince will be outside the account."

This is also a smart woman.

Lin Yarong said, "At this point, if I refuse to be rude, then please ask Mrs. Luo Luo to invite the prince in."

In fact, even without Luo Luo, Lin Yarong had long expected that King An would find a chance to talk to her. That man was not patient and was not the kind of person who could hide things in his heart.

After a while, An Wang came in.

"Please forgive the king and the prince." Lin Yarong leaned against the head of the bed and saw King An. She just nodded her head and said hello.

An Wang didn't say anything. He approached and sat down, but his eyes did not leave her.

It seemed that he knew what King An wanted to say. Lin Yarong let King An take a good time and smiled and said nothing.

It was not until a long time later that she whispered, "Isn't King An asking me why I'm not dead?" However, since King An didn't ask, I will boldly put it first. I won't say one more word about this question of 'why not dead'.

Why didn't she die? I think King An knows more or less about this, but Lin Yarong knows that if things really start from the beginning, there are many things involved and they are also very **. She has always been afraid of trouble, so she naturally doesn't want to look for trouble. Since King An did not want to speak first, she simply put her words in front and gave King An no chance at all.

Don't you want to say more? After listening to Lin Yarong's words, King An couldn't help frowning and silent for a long time before asking, "Are you better?" Where was the injury? How could it hurt?"

"Thank you for your concern. It's just a minor injury. It doesn't matter."

"Well..." An Wang paused, "Lin Yarong, do you know what's going on in Beijing?"

Somehow, Lin Yarong couldn't help laughing after listening to An Wang's inexplicable question. Sure enough, King Yi'an's temperament is not the kind of person who cares, and his previous words are just polite words on the scene.

"Jingli... I can guess more or less about what happened in Beijing, but I dare not assert it." For the capital, no, Lin Yarong has generally had an idea about what has happened in recent months. Although there is still fog in front of her, it is not that there is no trace. She has faintly caught something.

Seeing that she had a clue, An Wang Ma asked urgently, "How do you say this?"

Lin Yarong was not eager to answer, but looked at King An and asked, "Has the prince seen your majesty recently?"

"I saw it, but..."

"You just didn't talk to Your Majesty carefully, did you?" Lin Yarong interrupted King An.

King An did not deny it, but he didn't say a word. He squeezed his mouth, and there was uneasiness and worry between his eyebrows.

After a long time, Lin Yarong whispered, "Maybe we all looked at the wrong person at the beginning." Seeing the look on King An's face, she guessed that His Majesty might have said something to King An, but for King An, he may not believe or he has not guessed the man.

Looking up at her, King An's eyes had a very complicated look. Lin Yarong opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't know why this came to her mouth, and she swallowed it again. At this time, she and King An understood some words in their hearts, but everyone was uncomfortable after saying them thoroughly.

Taking a soft breath, Lin Yarong whispered, "Anyway, please stay in the northwest camp at present. I think things should be resolved soon."

"Lin Yarong, why did you say that?" An Wang looked at her in disbelief. If the matter could be solved simply, it would not have been delayed until now.

"Isn't Grandpa Zhou there? I think the new edict will reach the Wanli Pass soon.

"But..." An Wang still doesn't quite understand.

Looking at King An with a faint smile, Lin Yarong said indifferently, "I'm not dead. Except for you, the two people in Beijing must also be surprised. Even if I don't want to go back, I think that person will have a way to let me go back. And your lord...you should know what I mean."

When King An heard this, he was silent. In fact, it was okay for Lin Yarong not to say it. As soon as he said it, King An knew that he had been worried and did not want to admit that the matter had already been seen through.

"Actually, you can't go back." I don't know how long it took, and King An suddenly said such a sentence.

"Hehe..."

Lin Yarong laughed and said, "Yes, even if there is no imperial edict, I have to go back to Beijing. No one..." She looked at King An. "The prince should also know my temper. No one has ever taken advantage of me without paying the price. So..."

An Wang's face changed and his eyebrows frowned tightly, but then he laughed and said, "Lin Yarong, you are crazy. Do you know what you will face if you go back to Beijing? It is very likely that you will die, really die. And have you considered Sun Jingbang?"

Lin Yarong is not a fool, but it is because she has consideration that she said so.

You have to pay back what you owe her. Blood debt must be paid by blood.

She also has her persistence.