Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf

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Lin Feilu stood in front of the two tall stone books for a long time, unable to guess Lin Jingyuan's brain circuit.

The guards guarding the door didn't recognize her at first. Seeing her lingering in front of the door, she was still a little wary. It was not until she approached that the guards recognized the fifth princess and hurriedly saluted.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the mansion, Lin Jingyuan, who heard the announcement, walked out quickly, and when he saw her, his face was full of excitement and joy: "Xiaolu! You are finally back!"

Lin Feilu smiled and said sweetly, "Brother Jing Yuan."

Although Lin Jingyuan has grown into a suave teenager, his behavior is still the same as before. He took her by the wrist and walked in, "It's back, I'll show you my mansion! You don't know how much thought I put into it, Definitely one of the top ten mansions in Beijing!”

Lin Feilu asked the question he was most concerned about: "Brother Jing Yuan, why are there two stone books standing outside your house? Isn't it usually a standing stone lion?"

Lin Jingyuan said seriously: "Since it is used to ward off evil spirits in the house, it is natural to use the most ferocious thing in the world. I think books are much scarier than lions. Of course, we must set up books!"

Lin Feilu: "?"

Lin Jingyuan is also proud of this: "That's it, there are still people who often come to worship it. There is only one in Beijing, and I can't find another one."

Lin Feilu: "..."

Yes, after all, there is no other ignorant person like you in this capital.

But there is one thing to say, his mansion is indeed well repaired. Lin Feilu has been to Lin Nianzhi's Princess Mansion and Lin Ting's Prince Qi Mansion, both of which are orthodox architectural patterns, but this King Jing's mansion has a unique aesthetic feeling, with pavilions and pavilions. The cloisters are well-proportioned, giving people a very lively feeling.

Just like Lin Jingyuan, he is always full of unexpected vigor.

After visiting the mansion, Lin Jingyuan asked people to serve her favorite refreshments, and began to ask them about their journey in the rivers and lakes this year. Lin Feilu told him interesting things about his travels while eating snacks. Hearing that, Lin Jingyuan was very moved, and he repeatedly said that he would travel with her to see and see next time.

Finally, Lin Feilu had enough to eat and drink, and finally asked about the business: "Brother Jing Yuan, I heard that you are engaged?"

Speaking of this, Lin Jingyuan's face suddenly sank, and his face was unhappy: "Don't mention this."

Lin Feilu asked curiously, "What? Don't you like sister-in-law?"

Lin Jingyuan almost jumped up: "What sister-in-law?! Don't scream! She hasn't passed the door yet, so why is she your sister-in-law? Besides, I'm not sure whether I will marry or not!"

Seeing his annoyed appearance, Lin Feilu hurriedly smoothed him out. After asking for a long time, he found out that this marriage was ordered by Concubine Xian and Emperor Lin. He didn't like any of the more than ten young girls presented at that time. Concubine Xian almost picked out the young ladies of the right age in Beijing, but he still didn't agree.

In the end, both Concubine Xian and Emperor Lin became angry, and they directly decided on Tingyun, the daughter of the imperial censor of Zuodu, and issued an edict to confer marriage, and they decided to get married this summer.

For this reason, Lin Jingyuan and Concubine Xian have been angry for a long time, and they are still in a cold war.

Lin Feilu took a sip of tea and asked carefully, "You don't like the shepherd girl? Then do you have someone you like? If so, I'll accompany you to intercede with Concubine Xian and the emperor. There is always a way to help. You retire and marry what you like."

In the end, Lin Jingyuan said, "No. I don't know what I like. I don't like what they chose anyway."

Lin Feilu: "..."

Understood, the child is in the period of rebellion.

She said, "So, you don't know what a shepherd girl is? You haven't seen it and you don't understand it, so how can you decide that you don't like it?"

Lin Jingyuan said dully: "What else can these noble ladies in Beijing be like? Aren't they all the same! You don't have to walk through the door without two doors, know the book, be virtuous and virtuous, and don't even show your teeth when you smile!"

Lin Feilu: "..." Isn't knowledgeable, virtuous, virtuous, and virtuous?

Why do you act like a curse here?

Lin Jingyuan added: "What's more, she is still the daughter of the censor of Zuodu. The censor of Zuodu has a fierce face, and the prisoner does not need to be punished. Just relying on the face can scare the prisoner into confessing, what kind of daughter can he be! Maybe a tigress too!" Almost forgot, this person loves soft girls.

Lin Feilu comforted: "If your character and appearance are not good, the royal father will not point it to you. It's good to think about it."

Lin Jingyuan asked unhappily, "Where are you from?!"

Lin Feilu: "Of course I'm from Brother Jing Yuan! Otherwise, I'll help you find out what kind of person the shepherd girl is."

Lin Jingyuan said irritably: "Don't! No matter what kind of person she is, I just don't want to force me! I will definitely find a way to get rid of this marriage."

The character of the little overlord in this man's character has not changed. He looks for what he is, and he is indeed the son who is most similar to Emperor Lin.

When Lin Feilu saw him like this, he didn't say anything. The two of them had some refreshments, and then went out to see the houses that Lin Di chose.

These houses were all chosen by Lin Jingyuan, and they were submitted to Emperor Lin for approval only after they had been chosen. He has always put Lin Feilu's affairs on the top of his heart. Each house has its own advantages, and its predecessor is clean and large.

Lin Jingyuan's first recommendation was the mansion that was closest to him, and he didn't know if he wanted the fifth sister to live closer to him, so that the mansion would be the same as the sky and the ground.

Lin Feilu pretended not to notice his intentions, and smiled according to his thoughts: "That's it, I'll go back and report to the emperor, Jing

If Brother Yuan is free, please help me design it. I like the layout of your mansion very much. "Lin Jingyuan was very happy: "I'm free!" I'm super busy! "

Lin Feilu: "Really? How did I hear the royal father say that you have started to discuss politics in the court? His Royal Highness King Jing must participate in politics and don't take time off."

Lin Jingyuan smiled and poked her head.

During the time she returned to Beijing, Lin Feilu went everywhere to visit and give gifts every day, and she chose the most suitable gift for everyone. Seeing the happy smiles on their faces when they receive the gifts gives them a sense of accomplishment.

Now that the situation in the DPRK is stable, Xiang Ruan has returned home, and the Ruan family has completely given up the idea of ​​winning the heirloom.

Lin Qing's status as the prince is completely stable, but he has never been a rash person. Now, he just needs to abide by his duty and restrain his sharpness and wait patiently, that position will be his sooner or later. Before that, there was absolutely no need to cause Emperor Lin to be jealous of the prince, not to mention Lin Qing's filial piety, and he couldn't do such a thing.

Lin Ting had no worries, and after saying goodbye one by one, he resigned to Emperor Lin.

As the King of Qi, he still holds an official position in the court, and this resignation is a complete farewell to the officialdom.

According to Emperor Lin's wishes, as long as the Nguyen clan declined, Lin Ting, as King Qi, would still be able to participate in politics in the court. After all, the eldest son, who is erudite and talented, has a heart for the world, and he has real talents and practical skills.

But Lin Ting was determined to leave. Considering his depression, Emperor Lin couldn't force him to stay, so he could only agree.

Lin Feilu originally wanted to stay with him for another month and leave after his fifteen-year-old birthday, but thinking that there was a red girl waiting above Qinshan, he didn't say much. Xiaobai and Xiaohei have experience, and after confirming the date, they still send Lin Ting out of Beijing to Qinshan.

The day before he left, Lin Jingyuan held a banquet in his mansion as a farewell to his eldest brother. These brothers and sisters in the palace, including Lin Qing, all came to participate.

Lin Jingyuan always does this, and King Jing's mansion is full of hilarity all day long.

But outside the Qi Wang Mansion, which was always deserted, a girl in red came to the evening.

The girl led a black horse and carried a wide knife on her back. Her long hair was tied high above her head with a wooden hairpin, revealing half of her fair and slender neck. The expression on his face was indifferent, but his eyes were pure, and he looked at the mansion in front of him with curiosity.

The guard at the door saw her lingering around for a long time, with a knife on her body, looked at each other, and walked over with a saber vigilantly: "Who are you? Why are you stopping here?"

Yan Xin gave them a fist: "Two strong men, I'm here to find someone, can His Royal Highness King Qi be in the mansion?"

She is not at all like the nobles in Beijing, but the guards under Lin Ting are not like others, but they are just businesslike: "Your Highness is not in the mansion now, do you want to see Your Highness, do you have a letter of worship?"

Yan Xin shook his head.

The guard said: "Then you should go to Jingzhaoyin to register first, leave the visit information, and then someone will verify it. After three days, you will go to Jingzhaoyin to receive the invitation."

Yan Xin didn't know that there were so many rules in Beijing, but she understood that when she came to the village and followed the customs, she naturally had to abide by the rules here.

After thanking the two of them, they asked for directions all the way to the Jingzhao Yin Mansion. After explaining the purpose of her visit, she went through layers of review. When she finished the registration, it was dark.

Yan thought to himself, since it would take three days to receive the invitation to see Lin Ting, then he should find an inn and stay there first. She led the horse all the way down the long street, and the capital was particularly lively after dark. She walked through it, watching as she walked, and suddenly saw a marshmallow seller on the corner ahead.

The cotton candy was bigger than what she saw in Jinling, and it looked very sweet.

Yan Xin was a little happy, and took a few steps forward, planning to buy one and go back to the inn to eat. Just after taking a few steps forward, he saw Lin Ting coming from the corner dressed in Tsing Yi.

He also came out of King Jing's Mansion. He drank some wine today, but he didn't let anyone send him. He planned to take a walk and walk back to sober up.

There were people coming and going on the long street, he looked up at will, but saw a girl in red with a horse not far away.

The moonlight on the spring night was hazy, but the lanterns on the long street were bright, even the wooden hairpin on her head was clearly illuminated. Lintington stayed where he was and watched for a while before finally laughing.

He walked towards her, and when he walked in front of her, he was sure that this was indeed not a dream of his own.

"Miss Yanxin, why are you here?"

Yan Xin saw him, and the smile in her eyes became obvious: "I'll pick you up."

The horse beside her lowered her head and rubbed against Lin Ting's arm. He raised his hand to touch the horse's head, and said softly, "I didn't send you a letter, I definitely won't miss the appointment."

Yan Xin's ears were a little red, but her tone was still serious: "I miss Xiaolu too, I want to come and see her."

Lin Ting signed the reins in her hand, "She must be very happy to know that you are here. Let's go, go home first."

Yan Xin said, "But I haven't gotten the invitation."

Lin Ting was stunned for a moment: "What kind of invitation?"

Yan Xin repeated what the guard at the gate of the mansion said today.

After hearing this, Lin Ting couldn't help laughing, "So you went to Jing Zhaoyin?"

Yan Xin nodded.

He looked at the girl in front of him, shook his head with a smile, raised his hand and touched the ends of her hair that had been ruffled by the night wind: "Silly girl, those are the rules for outsiders, you don't have to."

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