Chapter 1691 Prime Minister and Jin Yiwei (3)

His originally gentle eyes became deep, and there was a murderous intent in his sharp eyes.

Even so, the smile on his face remained undiminished.

"Oh? I don't know, but I know such a good-looking man as Shaoxia."

Mao Lin didn't seem to notice Lai Zesheng's killing intent. He heard the other party praise him for his good looks, and showed an embarrassed expression.

"Master Lai, I'm Mao Lin, the one who watched... guarding you in prison ten years ago."

"Ahem..."

Lai Zesheng thought that someone had checked his details.

After all, few people know that he is the eldest son in the family.

But he never expected that the gorgeous and handsome young man in front of him turned out to be the little prison guard who guarded him ten years ago.

He took a few steps forward and carefully looked at Mao Lin's face.

No matter what, he couldn't find the innocent boy from ten years ago.

Suddenly, Mao Lin's body softened.

He frowned, and his body slowly slid down.

Lai Zesheng stood not far away, watching this scene with an indifferent face.

It wasn't until Mao Lin slipped to the ground, leaning against the bookcase with his eyes closed and falling into a coma, that he slowly approached.

He is not good at skills, and the assassination he encountered in this officialdom for ten years has already made him vigilant.

Before he poured tea for Mao Lin, he added mi-xiang into it.

This is also the reason why Mao Lin was so weak before.

Lai Zesheng lifted Mao Lin's chin with his hands, and looked at him carefully.

This time, he found out the similarities from ten years ago on his face.

On Mao Lin's chin, there was a red mole.

As long as he doesn't look up to the sky, others won't be able to see his red mole.

Touching the familiar red mole, Lai Zesheng smiled.

Unexpectedly, ten years later, he could still see this little jailer.

At that time, he was also handsome, but he was far less attractive than he is now.

Now he has a gorgeous face, his delicate beauty has a bit of purity, and there is a man's charm in his purity.

I just don't know how the little jailer came to the capital.

And his position...

Lai Zesheng found a token from Mao Lin's body.

Only Jin Yiwei will have a token, which can enter and leave the palace at any time.

Jinyiwei belongs to the present day and only listens to the order of the present day.

Lai Zesheng has always been aware of the existence of the Jinyiwei, but they are elusive and have never volunteered.

Unexpectedly, today he met an old acquaintance.

Lai Zesheng put the token back on Mao Lin's body.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand to touch the other party's beautiful face.

What a beautiful face.

The beauty made him a little moved.

It's a pity that he can't touch this person.

Lai Zesheng stood up, turned and walked to the door, "Come here!"

"The subordinate is here." The person from the dark room came out.

Lai Zesheng had already walked to the door, "Clean him up, put him on the bed, and let him go when he wakes up."

The people in the room knelt on the ground and responded, "Yes, my lord!"

Lai Zesheng left and put him in the study tonight.

After he left, several people in the dormitory came out from the dark and helped Mao Lin who was leaning on the bookcase to his feet.

After bandaging the wound on his arm, and covering him with a quilt belonging to an adult, he returned to the dark place again.

After they all left, Mao Lin, who was lying on the bed in the darkness, opened his clear but tired eyes.

There was a look of regret in his eyes.

Looking in the direction of the door, his eyes were deep, with a bit of nostalgia.

No one knows what he thinks.

Since this night, the capital city has suddenly become turbulent.