Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf

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Xiao Lan, a pair of children, has inherited her beauty perfectly.

The daughter is made of pink and jade, and the son is handsome and lovely. Emperor Lin's impression of this sixth prince was only when he was three years old, showing how stupid he looked. Five years have passed, and the child has grown a lot taller, and the picture of him tilting his head and drooling and smirking in his imagination did not appear.

The little boy caught in the halo looked very innocent. When he laughed, he had a small pear vortex on his lips, just like his sister. He may not be as smart and intelligent as a normal kid, but he's not as annoying as he thinks.

And he will carry the ninety-nine watch on his back!

Lin Di stood silently at the door, listening to him stumbling over the ninety-nine table, and then said to Xiao Wu as if taking credit, "I'm done!"

Lin Feilu reached out a hand and touched his head: "Brother is awesome, then these little rabbits are all yours."

Lin Zhanyuan clapped his hands happily, and when he got up and ran over to pick up the grass rabbit, he suddenly found a stranger standing at the door not far away. He was always afraid of strangers, so he immediately turned his head in place, ran nervously behind Xiao Lan, and when hiding behind her, he cautiously stuck out half of his head and looked at the door.

It was exactly the same as Xiao Wu's expression when he saw that he was frightened.

As expected of brothers and sisters.

Only then did Xiao Lan realize that there was someone at the door. She looked up and her expression froze for a while, but she quickly reacted and immediately stood up and saluted: "My concubine greets Your Majesty, I don't know that His Majesty is coming, and you will be far away."

Lin Feilu had already shouted "Father" and ran over happily.

Lin Di laughed, leaned over and picked her up when she ran close, then walked towards the courtyard, and when he came to Xiao Lan, he smelled the faint fragrance on her body, and followed the sachet he asked for from the prince. The taste is the same.

Lin Di hugged his daughter in one hand and supported his daughter with the other: "Get up."

Xiao Lan saluted again before getting up, and Lin Zhanyuan still pulled the corner of her clothes and hid behind her. Xiao Lan pursed her lower lip and said softly, "Yuan Er, salute your royal father."

Lin Zhanyuan peeked at the strange man, and then looked at his sister in his arms.

Lin Feilu silently mouthed at him: Daddy.

Lin Zhanyuan immediately understood, this is a game that my sister often plays with herself!

As long as she doesn't say these two words, she will bow according to the actions she taught, and say...

When Emperor Lin saw the little boy who was still afraid before, slowly walking out from behind Xiao Lan, he obediently saluted him, and said childishly, "My son pays respects to the emperor."

Lin Di raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Not only can he recite the ninety-nine table, but he can also salute. He doesn't look crazy or stupid, and he is quite well-behaved.

It's very easy to be content when you expect the worst possible outcome for something, only to find that it's not as bad as you thought it would be.

His tone was still mild: "Get up."

However, after being the emperor for a long time, he has an aura that is not angry and self-possessed. Lin Zhanyuan is very sensitive to everyone's aura, and after getting up, he hides in fear.

Lin Di looked at Xiao Lan, and then at the son who was looking at him curiously. When he recalled what happened back then, his heart was filled with emotion. Lin Feilu put his arms around his neck and asked sweetly, "Father, why are you here? Did you miss me so much that you made a special trip to see me?"

Emperor Lin smiled and said, "Yeah, I miss my little five, does the little five miss my father?"

Lin Feilu blinked: "I think about it. I think so!" She whispered again: "Did the royal father bring me the roast chicken from the imperial kitchen that I mentioned last time?"

Lin Di laughed and pierced her soft face with his beard: "You girl, you always think about that stutter all day long. I don't think what you think is not me at all, but my kitchen."

The little dumpling was seen through, and immediately embarrassed to bury it in his shoulders and act like a spoiled child.

Lin Di had had enough of the soft and glutinous dumplings. After putting her down, he looked at the grass and flowers all over the ground and asked Xiao Lan, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Lan lowered her eyes slightly, the corners of her lips curved into a gentle arc, and even her voice was very soft and pleasant: "Use these flowers and plants to make up some small animals for the children to play with."

Lin Di leaned over and took a grass rabbit and looked at it, as if disappointed: "I remember your ingenuity." He picked up the sachet he was hanging around his waist, "This sachet was familiar to me when I first saw it. , did you embroider it?"

Xiao Lan raised her eyes and glanced, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, and nodded: "Yes."

Lin Di smiled and nodded: "I wear it very well."

Not to mention that he stole it from the prince.

Xiao Lan also smiled tenderly, and Emperor Lin asked again, "I heard that you fell into the water and got cold not long ago. Are you feeling better?"

Xiao Lan replied, "Thank you for your concern, it's already healed." She paused, looked up at Emperor Lin, her eyes were extremely gentle: "Thanks to the supplements sent by Your Majesty, my concubine can recover so quickly. "

The current Xiao Lan makes him feel more pleasing and sensible than the Xiao Lan back then.

Back then, Xiao Lan, no matter how many things he rewarded, he would never give her a gentle smile or a sincere thank you. Lin Di sometimes felt that there was a puppet without a soul in front of him, and there was nothing but beauty.

But now, she is gradually coming to life, probably becoming a mother, and she has a warm breath throughout her body.

He taught Xiao Wu so well that even this silly son was surprisingly well-behaved. Looking at her beauty again, the three-point favor and seven-point hesitation in Lin Di's heart when he came before has turned into a seven-point

Feeling three-point regret.

He stepped into the room: "Come in and talk, don't stand."

Xiao Lan should be, and led the two children into the house with him.

Although the quality of life in Ming Palace is much higher than when Lin Feilu first arrived, it is a very remote and ancient palace after all. As soon as I entered, I felt that this place was too simple and simple.

Thinking that the mother and son had lived in such an environment all these years, and that this situation was caused by himself, Lin Di felt a little bit of guilt in his heart.

Xiao Lan walked over and made the bed soft. After serving him and sitting down, he instructed Qing Yan who was standing beside him to make hot tea.

This tea is different from other teas in that it is mainly made of dried flowers. There is no tea smell after the entrance, only a faint floral fragrance. Lin Di had a greasy meal at noon, and just drank a cup of dried flower tea to relieve the tiredness, so he couldn't help but nodded.

He asked, "It seems that the Ministry of Internal Affairs did not offer this kind of tea this year. Did you make it yourself?"

Xiao Lan nodded and briefly explained the steps of making dried flower tea. Lin Di listened and drank another cup. After she finished, she said with a smile, "It's not in vain to praise your skill."

The two chatted very harmoniously, while Lin Feilu and Lin Zhanyuan were eating snacks and eating melon seeds on the couch on the other side.

Lin Zhanyuan is still curious about this stranger, and secretly asks his sister, "Why does my mother smile at him?"

Lin Feilu said, "Because my mother likes my father, of course I will laugh when I see my father."

Lin Zhanyuan pouted: "Mother likes me and my sister!"

In his small head, there is no consciousness of father.

Lin Feilu taught him a lesson: "Without daddy, there would be no brother and I, so you should also like daddy. A family of four is best."

As a martial arts practitioner, Emperor Lin's ear is naturally excellent. Hearing his words, he raised his eyes and glanced over. He saw the little boy's handsome face was irritated. Aggrievedly pursed his lips and shrank back.

He came to the Ming Palace, except for the salute in the courtyard just now, he has been consciously avoiding everything about this stupid son. According to his thoughts today, he just planned to take a look outside and would not come in. .

After all, he wasn't fully prepared yet.

As a result, not only did people sit in and listen to Lin Zhanyuan's words, they even wanted to say a few words to him.

Xiao Lan noticed his gaze, and his heart froze slightly. He was about to say something to change the subject, but heard Emperor Lin say in a deep voice, "Sixth, come here."

Xiao Lan pursed her lower lip, and her eyes did not hide her worry.

Lin Zhanyuan was still foolishly eating melon seeds, and Lin Feilu poked him: "Brother, the royal father is calling you."

Lin Zhanyuan turned his head and glanced at it, and explained seriously: "I'm not called Lao Liu, my name is Lin Zhanyuan."

Lin Di laughed: "I remember my name."

Lin Zhanyuan understood this time, and said proudly, "I can still write!"

Lin Di raised his eyebrows: "Oh?" He glanced at Xiao Lan, "You taught it?" Xiao Lan lowered his eyes and said, "It was taught by Xiaolu."

Lin Di thought it was quite interesting, so he ordered: "Bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Qing Yan led the way, and quickly brought the paper and ink to spread it. Emperor Lin got off the couch, walked to the side of the table, and looked at Lin Zhanyuan lightly: "Write a few words for me to see."

Lin Zhanyuan was a little scared, so he leaned back slightly, Lin Feilu patted his head and comforted him in a low voice: "Brother, don't be afraid, write for the emperor."

He has always listened to his sister's words, glanced at her, and received her encouraging look, so he carefully moved to the side of the case.

Lin Feilu's teaching achievements over the years are certainly effective.

Although Lin Zhanyuan's handwriting is difficult to hide the tenderness and frivolity, the strokes are smooth, and the peaks of the characters have begun to appear. Lin Di took a few glances, and even felt that the three words of this stupid son were even better than the words of the fourth child.

That ignorant dog thing! Less than anyone else!

Lin Di has always loved talents, and just from this word alone, his impression of this stupid son has changed a bit. He looked at it and asked, "Apart from your name, can you write other words?"

Lin Zhanyuan gave him a frightened look, feeling that the father who forced him to write really looked like his younger sister.

He took the pen in a grievance and began to write the other words he had learned.

Lin Di looked at the handwriting that gradually appeared on the paper, and his expression gradually condensed.

This silly son wrote: Taiping and prosperity, Yuyu Yiqing.

Xiao Lan just said that his calligraphy is from Xiao Wujiao.

Lin Di frowned and looked at Lin Feilu next to him.

The little dumpling was standing a few steps behind him, looking over here with his feet on his feet. When he met his gaze, his neck shrank a little, and he lowered his head a little guiltily.

Emperor Lin said solemnly, "Xiao Wu, why did you teach your brother to write these eight characters?"

How could he not see the pleasing meaning of this.

The little dumpling was startled by his words, he didn't dare to look up, the whole person could not wait to shrink into a ball, and the little tug on his head seemed to curl up in fear.

Lin Di couldn't help but regret that his tone was too severe just now. He took two steps forward and squatted down in front of Xiao Tuanzi, only to see her cry softly.

The eyes were red and the eyelashes were wet, and the tears rolled down from the small face, looking extremely pitiful.

Lin Di's old father's heart suddenly died, he raised his hand to wipe the tears from her face, and said in a soft voice, "I didn't kill you, stop crying."

She pursed her lips and raised her head a little, the tip of her nose was pink, and choked out, "Father, don't you hate brother, okay?"

Lin Di was stunned.

Xiao Tuan timidly tugged at his cuff, crying and begging, "They all say that my brother is a fool, and the royal father hates fools the most. My brother is not stupid, and my brother can write, can the royal father not hate him? "

When Lin Di heard this cry, what else could he not understand?

What kind of mood did Xiao Wu have in teaching her brother to write these eight characters? In the past five years, how much harm has their blindness caused them?

Even the palace staff could not shy away from insulting the prince as a fool. She was still so young, and when she heard these words, the only way she could think of was to teach her brother to write.

She just hoped that when she saw these words, she hated her brother a little less.

And what did you just do?

Lin Chongxuan, ah Lin Chongxuan! Are you still a person? ? ?

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