Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf

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Lin Feilu was worried that Lin Jingyuan jumped off the wall and escaped, and squatted on the wall to feed the mosquitoes for a while.

The uncontaminated mosquito bites in the summer night are really ruthless, one bite is a bag, and it can't be beaten. But for this uneasy fourth brother, she could only bear it. As a result, after waiting, Lin Feilu found that not only did the person escape, but the candle in the room was extinguished.

Duplicitous dog stuff? In order to avoid hearing any sounds that he shouldn't hear, Lin Feilu hurried away.

The next day, Lin Jingyuan brought Mu Tingyun into the palace to greet Emperor Lin and Concubine Xian.

Because of this marriage, Lin Jingyuan had been making trouble for a long time, and he had a blank face when he saw Concubine Xian yesterday. Concubine Xian thought that she would only see her daughter-in-law entering the palace to greet her today, but she would have expected her son to bring her over.

Although it still looked a little awkward, there was no trouble or noise, and he served tea to her with Mu Tingyun. Concubine Xian explained to Mu Tingyun a few more responsibilities as a princess in the future. Mu Tingyun was obedient, and they drank tea for a while before they left.

Before leaving, Concubine Xian gave Lin Jingyuan a half-smile but a meaningful look, clearly saying: Mother, don't you know what you like? Are you satisfied now?

Recalling his previous actions, Lin Jingyuan suddenly became a little embarrassed, and walked forward with his head buried in the palace as soon as he left the palace.

Mu Tingyun was petite and dressed in palace attire. Naturally, he couldn't compare to his stride. At first, if he quickened his pace, he could be side by side, but then he had to jog all the way to keep up with him.

Lin Jingyuan walked alone for a while, and suddenly found that his daughter-in-law was gone. Looking back, she was walking slowly behind him, separated from him by the boss.

Lin Jingyuan said with a sullen face: "Hurry up!"

Mu Tingyun suddenly raised his head when he heard the voice, saw him standing in front of him with a heavy face, lowered his head again, and trotted over with his skirt in hand.

Running to the front, Lin Jingyuan realized that her eyes were red.

Her eyes were already big, and the redness made her even more pitiful.

Lin Jingyuan suddenly felt uncomfortable in his hands and feet: "Why are you crying!"

Mu Tingyun was shaken violently by him, he suppressed his tears and retorted in a low voice: "I-I didn't cry..."

Having said that, his eyes became more and more red, and Lin Jingyuan was confused, and quickly recalled how he used to coax Xiaolu when he looked like this. However, he found that he could coax the deer naturally, but he was a little restrained when facing his princess.

Seeing that the tears in her eyes were about to fall, Lin Jingyuan stretched out his hand in front of her with a sullen face: "I'll hold you, so I won't go so fast, okay?"

Mu Tingyun looked at him eagerly.

Lin Jingyuan hooked his finger impatiently: "Give me your hand!"

Mu Tingyun slowly put his soft and small hand on his, Lin Zhanyuan grabbed it and wrapped her entire hand in his palm.

This time, he really slowed down and led her out of the palace all the way.

After three days of marriage, the bride will return home. The censors of Zuodu knew that His Royal Highness King Jing was dissatisfied with the marriage. On the day of the marriage, everyone saw his black face throughout the whole process. It was a lie to say that he was not uncomfortable.

They are the jewels of the palm from childhood to adulthood, but they will be neglected after marriage. How can they not feel distressed when they are parents? But this is a gift of marriage, and they have no courage to resist the decree. Mrs. Mu shed tears when she thought of this in the past few days, and the censor of Zuodu could only persuade that it was the prince who was married anyway, bringing glory to the lintel.

When the day came back to the door, the family was already waiting at the door.

In fact, everyone was in ups and downs in their hearts, worried that His Royal Highness King Jing's temperament, if he didn't like it, he was afraid that he would not accompany him when he went home.

When she thought that her daughter would go back to the door alone, Mrs. Mu cried again while standing at the door. Weeping and crying, I saw the carriage approaching gradually, and His Royal Highness King Jing, who was dressed in splendid clothes, got off the carriage first, and then stretched out his hand to help Mu Tingyun down.

The several concubines of the Mu family are not the masters of peace, and they were waiting to see the joke, but His Royal Highness King Jing not only came, but also seemed to take care of the princess?

At first, everyone thought that this was a superficial effort by His Royal Highness King Jing to take into account the face of the court officials.

It wasn't until after lunch that Mu Tingyun accidentally hit the corner of the table with his knee when he got up, and he limped a little while walking. Walking out of the hall, Mrs. Mu was calling her maid to come and help her, but she saw His Royal Highness King Jing leaned over and directly hugged Mu Tingyun.

At the moment when his body was in the air, Mu Tingyun gave a small exclamation and subconsciously wrapped his arms around his neck. Feeling the surprised eyes around him, he buried his head in his shoulder in embarrassment.

Lin Jingyuan was still quite dignified in front of people, and said in a low voice, "I just need to take the princess and go back to rest, you don't have to follow."

As soon as he left, Mrs. Mu immediately covered her face with a handkerchief and began to cry, and Censor Zuodu was also very emotional: "Okay, you were worried about Yun'er before, but now you can feel at ease looking at His Royal Highness King Jing's attitude? Don't cry now. already."

Mrs. Mu cried and laughed: "I'm happy." After the people around were shocked, they all congratulated.

Lin Jingyuan didn't know how much impact his actions had on the shepherd's family. He walked around with his daughter-in-law very handsomely, and then found that he was lost.

After all, it was the first time for him to come here, so he had to cough and ask the girl in his arms, "How do you get to your boudoir?"

Mu Tingyun's ears were red, and he stretched out his finger and pointed to the side.

Lin Jingyuan just walked over, Mu Tingyun raised his head to look at his handsome facial features that were always stretched out, and whispered, "My lord, I can go by myself."

Lin Jingyuan lowered his head and glared at her: "This king is happy to hold him!"

He always made this fierce look like this. At first, Mu Tingyun was a little afraid, but now he is not afraid at all. She pursed her lips and smiled, rubbing her head obediently against his neck. Her whole body was soft, even her hair was so soft that it rubbed against his neck and scratched his heart.

The story of His Royal Highness King Jing and the princess showing their affection in public on the day they returned to the door quickly spread. After all, he was also talked about by everyone for a while when he resisted marriage. He slapped himself in the face, and also slapped the faces of the melon eaters who were waiting to see him marry a 100-room concubine.

Lin Feilu, who heard about it: Zhenxiang Law may be late, but it will never be absent.

She said, how could the royal father like the fourth brother so much, how could he forcefully grant the marriage regardless of his wishes? The co-author has a thorough understanding of his son's taste.

As expected of a father and son!

Lin Jingyuan is 10% close, and Lin Feilu has nothing else to do every day, so he is committed to developing his brothers' wives into close friends in his own boudoir. The life is very enjoyable. She called into the palace to pick the concubine.

As time flickered into winter, one morning before dawn, Lin Feilu was still asleep when he suddenly heard nine death knells from the palace.

Seven times the emperor collapses, and nine times the queen mother dies.

Lin Feilu suddenly sat up from the bed. At the same time, Song Yu also hurried into the room, and Lin Feilu asked nervously, "Did you hear Song Yu?"

Song Yu nodded slowly: "Princess, it's the Empress Dowager..."

Lin Feilu's heart seemed to be tightened, and he didn't catch his breath for a few seconds.

Song Yu brought the clothes over, choked and said, "Princess, get dressed, it's time to enter the palace."

In the forty-ninth year of Dalin Tianyuan, the empress dowager died, and the whole country mourned.

The queen mother passed away in Wutai Mountain, without any illness or accident. The night before, she had listened to the sermons of the eminent monks with a smile. When Liuzhi entered the house the next morning, the person was no longer there.

According to the current words, it is joy and sorrow.

The news was sent back to Beijing as soon as possible. After the nine death knells were tolled in the palace, preparations for the funeral of the queen mother began. Prince Lin Qing and King Jing Lin Jingyuan went to Mount Wutai and helped Ling return to Beijing.

Lin Feilu entered the palace that morning, and after that was a series of complicated funeral ceremonies, so busy that she couldn't even care about her sadness. A few days later, Lin Ting also rushed back, and when the coffin of the Queen Mother returned to Beijing, he began to observe the spirit of condolences.

Lin Feilu has never experienced the death of a relative.

When she was in the car accident, her grandparents were still alive.

She didn't get along with the Queen Mother for a long time, not as much as Lin Zhanyuan, and at the beginning, she approached with purpose and scheming, and only got the Queen Mother's special treatment.

But the warmth that I got along with later was not fake, and the "grandmother" was not without true feelings. She also thought about taking Lin Zhanyuan to Wutai Mountain to accompany the old man for a while after this winter, but who would have thought that the company of last winter was the last time of grandparents and grandchildren.

There were cries all over the place, and there was a bit of sincerity.

Lin Feilu threw a handful of millet stalks into the brazier, and said silently in his heart: Grandmother, go all the way.

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