Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf

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In the past two years, Lin Feilu has been running outside the palace, and every time he has to ask for the imperial decree from the palace, which annoys Emperor Lin so much, he simply gave her a jade card, so she can travel freely. When I returned to the Ming Palace, I changed into an inconspicuous but still beautiful dress, and got on the carriage and went out of the palace.

Approaching the outside of the palace, she was a little nervous, for fear that Xi Xingjiang would squat here. Fortunately, Xi Xingjiang was not so boring, and the carriage smoothly drove out of the palace towards East Street.

Every time she goes out of the palace, there are guards to follow her, so naturally she can't let them see this time. After she got to the docked courtyard, she asked Song Yu to help her cover and slipped through the window secretly.

Go straight to the lotus tree on East Street.

The long street tonight is really lively, and people are already coming and going before they reach the main street. A series of lanterns under the eaves illuminate the night.

The wood lotus tree with sparse branches and leaves was tied with red ropes, and the clusters of flowers were crowded on the branches, and the fragrance floated in the night.

Song Jinglan was already there.

Wearing white clothes and wearing a mask on his face, although he can't see his face, his whole body is cold and dusty.

Lin Feilu suddenly began to be mad.

Ahhh this feels like a date! Why does this person become more attractive as he gets older?

She used to tease others, but now she was teased like this by a boy younger than yourself?

No! Very impossible!

Lin Feilu took two deep breaths, stabilized his mind, and ran towards him with the skirt up.

Song Jinglan felt something, and turned his head to look, because he couldn't see his expression through the mask, but Lin Feilu felt that he should be smiling.

The floating shadows of the lanterns fell in his hair.

He also held an identical mask in his hand, and when she ran close, he raised his hand and put the mask on her. When standing in front of him, Lin Feilu had to raise his head to look at him, the mask was a little big and slipped down slightly.

Song Jinglan then bent down, put her fingers behind her head, and helped her adjust the height again.

Lin Feilu asked excitedly, "Where shall we go first?"

He smiled softly: "Where does the deer want to go?"

He didn't call her the princess for the first time. Lin Feilu was bumped by the little deer who was shouting.

The long street is bright and people come and go, which is more lively than during the day. In addition to the snacks and play on weekdays, there are more people who guess lantern riddles, paint lanterns and sell masks.

Many people carried a lantern in their hands, and Lin Feilu also approached the vendor and chose a lantern depicting Chang'e flying to the moon. The peddler smiled and said, "If the girl can guess the word puzzle on the lamp, this lamp will be given to the girl. If you can't guess, you will have to pay for it."

I saw that the lampshade said "Looking to the south of the lonely star".

Although Lin Feilu is smart, he has never played this kind of word game before, and he couldn't figure out the routine for a while, and the hawker saw that she couldn't guess it for a long time, so he said: "If the girl can't guess it, she has to pay for it. already."

Lin Feilu said, "Who said I couldn't guess it!"

She turned to Song Jinglan next to her for help.

Song Jinglan was looking around as if nothing had happened, and when she received her signal for help, she turned her head and said with a smile, "Zhuang."

The hawker said happily: "Young master is really amazing, this lantern has stumped a lot of people tonight! If you guessed it right, I will give it to you!"

Lin Feilu happily took the lantern, suddenly thought of something, and pointed to another lantern with a butterfly picture and said, "I still want this."

Song Jinglan glanced at it: "Night."

Hawker: "Wow! The son is really good! He guessed another word!"

Lin Feilu fell in love with this game immediately, and pointed at all the lanterns hanging by the street vendor: "I still want this, this, this, this!"

Song Jinglan said the correct word puzzle with just one glance every time.

The hawker complimented him at first, but finally burst into tears: "This son, this girl, please be merciful! There are old and young, and I just want to eat!"

Lin Feilu laughed until his stomach hurt, and of course he only wanted the Chang'e flying to the moon in the end. There were traces of shoulders around her, and when she turned around, she subconsciously pulled his hand, and when her fingers touched his well-knotted wrist, she suddenly remembered that this place is about men and women.

But Ladu was pulled. She was really worried about squeezing around and pushing the two apart, so she turned her head and asked solemnly, "Dian... Xiao Song, do you mind if I pull your hand?"

Song Jinglan raised her eyebrows under the mask: "Little Song?"

Lin Feilu: "Oh, it seems that you would mind me calling you Xiao Song more than if I held your hand."

Song Jinglan said: "Well." Lin Feilu: "Xiao Song Xiao Song Xiao Song!"

Looking through the eyes on the mask, those eyes seemed to be much deeper than before. After looking at each other for a moment, he smiled: "Xiaolu can shout whatever he wants."

Lin Feilu can't anymore.

I'm sorry, I really have no resistance to gentleness QAQ

Crossing the long street, there is the moat in front of the river, the willows beside the river, and the small arch bridge. At this time, the river is full of lotus lanterns, and many men and women are squatting by the river to set lanterns.

Lin Feilu also pulled Song Jinglan closer and urged him to take out the two lanterns she made.

Compared with professional craftsmen, the two lotus lamps she made were very crudely made. Lin Feilu always felt that the lamp would sink as soon as he put it down. He wanted to buy two new ones, but Song Jinglan had already borrowed a pen and paper from the vendor next to him, and wrote

Good wishes are put into the wick.

Song Jinglan turned her head and saw the girl closing her eyes and making a wish with her hands together.

When she opened her eyes, he asked in a low voice, "What did the deer wish for?"

Lin Feilu said, "What else can I make a wish on the Qiqiao Festival?"

Song Jinglan looked at her quietly for a long time before smiling slightly: "Really?"

Although it is a question, there is no questioning tone.

The crowd next to him began to rush forward: "Qi Tian lanterns are about to be set off!"

Lin Feilu grabbed his wrist, "Quick, quick, let's get a good spot!"

Song Jinglan lowered her eyes and was pulled forward by her. But there were too many people, and they rushed over from all directions. When they walked past the crowd, the surroundings were already crowded.

Lin Feilu accidentally stepped on the strong man next to him, and the man turned his head and yelled at her fiercely: "I don't have eyes! Looking for death!"

Before she scolded her back, she was surrounded by an arm in her arms. She was only as tall as his chest. When she was surrounded by him, the crowd around her seemed to be separated. The strong man who murdered her was pushing forward with the crowd, when suddenly his legs and knees hurt, as if a knife had been stabbed in, the pain made him scream, and he immediately knelt down.

In the previous episode, Lin Feilu didn't realize that she had been taken away from the crowd by Song Jinglan and walked towards the end.

Lin Feilu was still a little unhappy: "I want to go to the front row-"

Song Jinglan's voice sounded right above her head: "Let's come from the other side."

When he reached the end of the crowd, the crowd finally dissipated, but he didn't let go, but took her into his arms and whispered, "Princess, hold me tight."

Lin Feilu hugged his waist subconsciously.

The next moment, his body rose into the sky and headed towards the towering tower not far away.

The stairs echoed with the city tower, and it was the place where the guards of the city usually kept their guards. Just climbing the stairs would take an incense stick of time. With Lin Feilu's light work, he would never dare to fly up here. But Song Jinglan hugged her and flew up easily.

Flying to the top of the ring, the crowd became smaller below, the entire imperial city had a panoramic view, the night wind was wrapped in fragrance, and even the stars seemed to be within reach.

Lin Feilu said, "Wow—"

After wow, hold him and dare not let go.

The top cover was sloping, and she was afraid that she would slide down if she let go.

After learning Qinggong for so long, for the first time I realized that I might be a little afraid of heights...

Song Jinglan laughed, took her hand and sat down, and said warmly, "Don't be afraid, princess."

The Qitian lanterns below have begun to rise one by one.

Looking down from this angle, like scattered flickering stars, gradually, Qi Tian lantern flew higher and higher, and began to fly to their side, in front of them. The wind blew, and the flames in the lampshade made a whirring sound. They were sitting in this sky lantern, as if the stars were falling in the mortal world.

Lin Feilu saw the wish for blessing written on the lampshade that flew by in front of her. She reached out her hand to touch the bright lampshade, and the night wind blew it away again.

She was a little happy, turned her head and said to him, "It's so beautiful!"

He looked at her and smiled: "Well, it's beautiful."

The crowd watching the lanterns on the ground also raised their heads and looked up, and vaguely saw that two people seemed to be sitting on the top of the tower, and asked beside them in disbelief: "Do you think there is someone up there?"

Someone sneered: "How is it possible! Who can fly so high, immortal?!"

It was so far apart and the sky was dark. Only when Qi Tiandeng flew beside them could the people who raised their heads on the ground get a glimpse of their bodies.

Xi Xingjiang, who was sitting by the window of the restaurant admiring the lights, also heard someone say this, holding a glass of wine and sighing, thinking, am I not a fairy?

He looked at the tall tower slowly, and there was a Qi Tian lantern flying by, reflecting the figure on the top of the tower. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, his eyes and ears are more sensitive than ordinary people, and he can see better than them. There are indeed two people sitting on it.

Although he could only see two vague figures, Xi Xingjiang always felt that the slender figure among them was a little familiar.

No way? !

He finished his glass of wine in one gulp and walked to the window to take a closer look, but he couldn't see anything.

At such a glance, Xi Xingjiang became a little distracted, and the wine began to be unsatisfactory, so he simply got up and left. The companion behind him shouted, "Sir, why are you leaving now?"

Xi Xingjiang didn't look back, just waved his hand back. He left the restaurant and went all the way to the palace. At this moment, the palace gate was closed, and the guards saw someone standing there and came over vigilantly. When he saw that it was him, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "It's so late, is His Royal Highness going to enter the palace?"

Xi Xingjiang leaned against the wall: "Don't go in, wait for someone."

The guard didn't ask any more questions, and went back to stand guard.

In fact, he felt that he was mostly wrong, but there was always such a small group of thoughts that instigated him to come to verify. Xi Xingjiang looked up at the bright moon in the night sky and felt that he was really bored.

After waiting for about half an hour, he yawned, laughed at himself, and stepped up to leave.

As soon as he walked out a few steps, he heard the sound of the carriage rolling over the slate gradually approaching, Xi Xingjiang stopped in place, and didn't stop until the carriage came to him, then he gritted his teeth and said: "You are not begging for skill. Can't you leave the palace for the festival?"

He had great ear skills in martial arts, and heard Lin Feilu in the car urging in a stingy voice: "Go quickly and leave him alone!"

Xi Xingjiang: "..."

He was so angry that he jumped in from the car window with his toes.

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Lin Feilu and Song Yu were startled.

After reacting, Lin Feilu scolded him: "Xi Xingjiang, are you sick!"

Xi Xingjiang stared at her gloomily: "Is it you who was on the top of the tower just now?"

Lin Feilu didn't change his face: "What tower? What are you talking about, I don't understand. Hurry down, I'm going back to the palace!"

Xi Xingjiang stared at her for a long time, but couldn't see the slightest clue from the face of the folk Oscar actress, and couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

Lin Feilu beat him: "If I don't go down, I'll call the guard!"

Xi Xingjiang was so angry that he reached out and poked her in the head, but Lin Feilu flexibly avoided it. He gritted his teeth alone for a while, and then took out a folded paper lantern from his arms and handed it to her: "This is the lantern I got from guessing the lantern riddle tonight. I finally guessed it right, take it."

Lin Feilu said, "I don't want it, I have it."

Xi Xingjiang couldn't help but put the paper lantern in her hand: "Must have it!"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and smacked the top of her head again before jumping out of the car window.

Lin Feilu looked at the paper lantern in his hand, and recalled his sentence "I finally guessed it right", feeling very sad...

After the begging, the temperature gradually dropped, not as hot as before, and Lin Feilu no longer went out of the palace often. In addition, with the approaching late autumn, the prince's marriage is getting closer and closer, and there are too many people entering and leaving the palace every day, so Lin Feilu consciously does not increase the inspection tasks for the guards. As the first prince in the royal family to marry a wife, Lin Qing seemed very calm. For him, this marriage was just a bargaining chip to stabilize his position. He didn't care whether he married Si Miaoran or Shi Miaoran.

But Lin Feilu felt that since he was about to get married, he should at least have a little expectation and joy for the marriage and the object, otherwise marriage would be completely reduced to a political means, which would be too pitiful, so he went to the East Palace to do it for Lin Qing every day. Thought work.

Lin Qing was annoyed by her headache and deliberately frightened her: "I knew you were so keen on marriage, the last time the imperial censor came to ask the father to marry you for his heir, you should agree!"

Lin Feilu was really frightened, and her eyes widened: "What is the imperial censor? What is asking for marriage?" She remembered something and said in surprise, "You mean Ran Ye?"

Lin Qing raised his eyebrows: "You do know who it is, and it seems to have the same meaning?"

Lin Feilu almost shook his head.

She knew why Ran Ye was beaten last time in Ziyulin.

But Xi Xingjiang is also a problem. She has a headache when she thinks about it, and she comes to Lin Qing and uses her coquettish technique: "Brother Prince, if Xi Xingjiang comes to ask my father to marry me, you must not agree."

Lin Qing looked at her amusingly: "You don't like Xingjiang? He is now a young and promising major general, admired by countless women in Beijing, and the threshold of the general's residence will be leveled by those who say he is close."

Xiao Wu always makes sense at times like this, she said: "Since so many people like it, why should I be a bad guy? Please give the majority of girls in Beijing a chance, good things can't be in our royal family. People are over."

Lin Qing: "..."

Lin Feilu begged for a long time, and got Lin Qing's assurance, a stone finally fell in his heart, and he happily talked about his marriage: "I heard that my sister-in-law will come to the palace in a few days to say goodbye to the grandmother and the empress. When the time comes, I'll take a look. Is there anything you want to ask your sister-in-law? I'll help you."

Lin Qing just smiled and shook his head: "No need, just don't scare people with too much enthusiasm."

Asking and asking, asking good and bad, can't change anything, so why bother.

From summer to autumn, when the leaves of the palace fall, the atmosphere of autumn is gradually intensified, and the marriage of the prince, which is the concern of the whole country, is finally approaching.

At this time, Lin Feilu heard the news that Song Guojun was seriously ill.

The news can be spread here from Song Guo, it can be seen that this is not a matter of the past two days, I am afraid that he has been seriously ill for some time.

The first moment Lin Feilu heard the news, he had a hunch that Xiaomei was going to return to China. According to the rules, when Proton returned to China, it was necessary to send someone from Song to negotiate, and then get approval from Emperor Lin.

But wait and wait, until there are only two days before Lin Qing's marriage, there is no one from Song Guo, and Lin Emperor has no intention of letting Song Jinglan leave.

Lin Feilu felt that Song Guo had long forgotten that there was a prince here.

The monarch was seriously ill, and the Song Dynasty was so chaotic, I was afraid that there was already an infighting.

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