The Fierce Illegitimate Miss: 100 is it you?

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As soon as she entered the city, Yu Linglong got out of the carriage with Ling'er, then turned and walked to the other side of the street.睍莼璩晓

Ling'er was very surprised and hurriedly ran a few steps to catch up: "Miss, where are we going?"

Yu Linglong said lightly: "Find an inn."

Ling'er looked puzzled: "Inn? Miss, shall we not go home?"

Yu Linglong stopped, home? Is that Yufu her home?

Icy, hostility, suspicion, indifference, intrigue, everything in Yufu, but no affection.

Yu Linglong slowly shook her head: "Don't go back."

At this time, Yu Weiwu must have known the news that the officers and soldiers had missed, right? Judging by Yu Linglong's guess, Yu Weiwu missed a hit, and now she has probably set another trap in the mansion, waiting for her to return to the trap.

She is now the confidant of Yu Weiwu and General Yu. Yu Weiwu’s behavior today has completely tore their faces with her. In order to resist her revenge, the father and son are very likely* to jump the wall. Up.

Although Yu Linglong is not afraid, she does not want to get into trouble again. Now, she decides not to return to Yufu for the time being, but to find an inn to live in, to avoid the edge, and secondly, her plan will be even better. Easy to implement.

The master and servant found a small inn and asked for a room to go to. Yu Linglong asked Xiao Er to prepare to put pen, ink, paper and ink on the table.

Ling'er looked up at Yu Linglong several times while rubbing the ink, and stopped talking.

Miss, what is this going to do? Do you want to write for help? Who should I write this letter to?

Ling'er had doubts, but after seeing Yu Linglong muttering, she didn't dare to ask.

After a long while, Yu Linglong raised her eyes to look at Ling'er, and said, "Go find a little beggar."

Ling'er was stunned and could hardly believe her ears: "Miss, what are you talking about?"

Yu Linglong's voice is not loud but it repeats very clearly: "Go find a little beggar, I have something to order."

Ling'er can't figure out her own lady's thoughts at all, and she's dignified. Not only does she have a family and doesn't return, she also finds a beggar? Miss, what are you doing?

Although full of doubts, Ling'er knew Yu Linglong's temper, so she didn't dare to ask more, so she closed the door and went out.

In the quiet room, there was no sound. Yu Linglong walked to the table, held a tube of sheep's hair brush in her hand, muttered for a moment, and then began to write.

……

Since receiving the news that Yu Linglong was not dead, Yu Weiwu has been nervous, always beware of Yu Linglong rushing in and beating him, but after waiting all day, there is no movement in Yufu. , The woman he sent to stare at Pinlanyuan also replied that Yu Linglong had not returned to the house, so Yu Weiwu was a little at a loss instead.

Yu Linglong is just a young woman who is helpless in the capital. If she doesn't return to Yufu, where will she go?

Yu Weiwu couldn't understand it, and could only guess that Yu Linglong might have some accident after being chased by the officers and soldiers, and even afraid that he didn't dare to return to Yufu.

If this is the case, that would be great, this nasty concubine, it's best to never come back!

Yu Weiwu waited till late at night and did not hear about Yu Linglong. He was really sleepy and fell asleep without knowing it.

In the early morning of the next day, he slept soundly, but he heard a violent kick in the yard, awakening him from his dream.

"Who is outside!?" Yu Weiwu sat up straight from the bed. The first reaction was that Yu Linglong came to find fault. He jumped out of the bed in a panic, even wearing his shoes backwards. , Grabbed an outer shirt and ran into the yard.

Outside the gate, the banging of the door continued, mixed with a few sturdy male voices: "Open the door!"

When it was not Yu Linglong’s voice, Yu Weiwu was relieved a little bit, but another question followed. This morning, who ran to the inner courtyard of Yufu and smashed his door? ?

In the yard, the woman and the maid looked at each other in fright, not knowing whether this door should be opened or not, Yu Weiwu put on his coat and said to the little maid standing at the door: "Let’s see who it is. ."

The little maid opened the latch tremblingly. As soon as the door opened, more than a dozen officers and men dressed in government officials rushed in.

Yu Weiwu was taken aback, with an expression of surprise on his face immediately, and he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Are you here to catch Yu Linglong? It was the officer I sued, Yu Linglong and Qinglian Sect were in collusion, plotting wrongdoing——"

He was still talking, but the head of the general did not listen to him at all. The man scanned the courtyard majesticly, his eyes fell on the only man Yu Weiwu, and he looked up and down. Fan said coldly.

"Are you Yuweiwu?"

Yu Weiwu nodded, with a righteous expression on his face: "Yes, I am. I will take you to where she lives to arrest people!"

The general shook the paper in his hand and read aloud: "We have issued a written order from the Ministry of War to protect the army's military officer Yuweiwu. We have to deploy troops without order, so they will be arrested immediately!"

With a big wave of his hand, the general pointed at Yu Weiwu and said sharply: "Take it!"

Yu Weiwu was stunned by the changes in front of him, completely forgot to resist, until he was tied up, he awoke like a dream and shouted: "No! You caught the wrong person, it's not me!"

The general took the arrest warrant in his hand, and said coldly: "That said, you should go to the hall to talk about it! Take it away!"

A dozen people escorted out Yu Weiwu, who was **** with five flowers. Yu Weiwu was yelling frantically all the way, yelling that they must have caught the wrong person. He stopped abruptly until he reached the gate. Stopped shouting.

Because, he saw someone.

Yu Linglong, dressed in autumn fragrant colors embroidered with peony and golden brocade, with a beautiful smile on her face, she stood at the gate of Yufu and looked at him quietly.

The look is like a cat looking at a dying mouse.

Until she passed her, Yu Weiwu suddenly turned her head, with blue veins on her forehead violently, her eyes seemed to wish she could tear the young girl standing in front of her into pieces.

"Is it you!?" Yuwei Wu was distraught and looked at Yu Linglong, "Are you framing me!?"

Hearing these words, Yu Linglong smiled coldly.

"Construct you?" Mingli's face has a smile like nothing, as if a lotus flower is blooming in the sun, "You, don't deserve me to use so much thought."

Yu Weiwu is really stupid. At this time, she thought she was framing her. Yu Weiwu arbitrarily mobilized the officers and soldiers stationed outside the city. Although there were only a few hundred people, it was already a felony. Punishment, even his father Jade General will be punished for a crime of negligence of duty. This time the father and son will have to suffer.

And she just gave them a small push.

Feng Shangshu was dissatisfied with General Yu, but it was because of the face of the Gan family that he dared not do anything. Now, Yu Weiwu has caused a disaster on his own, and it happened to send a ready-made handle to Feng Shangshu. Hands.

She just wrote an anonymous letter and asked the little beggar to sneak it into Feng Shangshu’s hands. You don’t need to think about it. Zheng Chou couldn’t be accused of picking up General Jade’s Feng Shangshu. If she saw this letter, she would be like a treasure. .

As long as he checked the recent deployment of officers and soldiers, he would immediately know that what was said in the anonymous letter was true.

In this way, she didn't have to do it herself, and put Yu Weiwu in prison.

Yu Linglong smiled faintly as she watched Yu Weiwu being taken away.

I hope this is the last time she has seen this overpowering man.

Yu Weiwu has been escorted out a long way, but he desperately wants to turn his head, his angry eyes are gradually full of bloodshot eyes, and he looks straight in Yu Linglong's direction.

"Yu Linglong, you little bitch, I won't let you go! Someone will rescue me, sure!"

Yu Linglong's smile gradually condensed at the corner of her mouth, looking thoughtfully at the direction of Yu Weiwu's disappearance.

Did he pin his hopes on General Jade?

No, based on what she knows about Yu Peng and his son, General Jade has a cool nature, and even the death of his wife can't move him. How can he take a big risk to save Yu Weiwu? And Yu Weiwu and Jade General have always been in harmony with each other, how can they believe that Jade General will save him, and the words are still full of certainty?

Yu Linglong faintly felt that the person Yu Weiwu was talking about was not General Jade.

But, who else would it be if it wasn't General Jade?

It's just the struggle of the inner house in Yufu. Could there be other things involved? Who would be the one who could help Yu Weiwu to be his enemy?

Yu Linglong was thinking, suddenly there was a rush of footsteps behind her.

General Yu ran past Yu Linglong and chased him straight in the direction where Yu Weiwu had left.

Yu Linglong stood in place, watching General Yu run a few steps, and seeing that he couldn't catch up with Yu Weiwu and others, she returned angrily.

General Jade walked to the door and saw Yu Linglong who was staring at him coldly.

The news of being taken away by the eldest son shocked his mind. General Yu almost forgot his usual fear of Yu Linglong. He looked at Yu Linglong’s indifferent face, and his voice was full of grief and anger: "Linglong, why are you making trouble at home? It's up to you, but how can you let your eldest brother go to jail this time? That's your brother!"

When General Yu said this, Yu Linglong's mouth showed a sneer: "Brother? Did he ever consider me his own sister? Why did you consider me your own daughter?"

It's really shameless. When General Yu shook his whip at Yu Linglong, where was his so-called affection? When Mu Shi wants to feed her alive to the scorpion group, where is his so-called affection? When Yu Weiwu mobilized hundreds of officers and soldiers to chop her into flesh, where was his so-called family affection! ?

Up to now, seeing Yu Weiwu being taken away, did General Yu talk to her about family affection? What a big joke!

Why should I be a knife and I am a fish? I just want to make the knife that slashes at others!

Looking at Yu Linglong's back, General Yu stomped fiercely and said, "Get your horse, go to Gan's house!"

……

The autumn is getting deeper, as if it was just overnight, all the leaves were gone, and the world was in depression.

In such days, probably only Shi Huiru will come to invite Yu Linglong out.

As she became acquainted with Shi Huiru, Yu Linglong began to accept this cheerful girl, so when she received an invitation from Shi Huiru, Yu Linglong happily agreed.

It's like going out to relax with Shi Hui, and it's always more comfortable than staying in the jade palace, which has no human touch.

In the early morning of this day, a thin layer of frost condensed on the ground, bursting with bright light under the cold morning sun, and the air was inexplicably more chilly.

Shi Huiru’s carriage was waiting at the gate of Yu Mansion early. When Yu Linglong came out, Shi Huiru quickly lifted the curtain of the car, stretched her hand to her, and said with a smile: "Linglong, get in the car."

Yu Linglong pulled her small hand into the carriage, Shi Huiru plugged her heater into Yu Linglong's hand, and said, "It's such a cold day, why don't you wear a little more when you go out, and you don't even bring a hand stove. , How can it be good if it freezes out?"

Yu Linglong was holding the warm and fragrant hand stove, suddenly there was a strange illusion that she had never considered so many small details in her previous life, and she would not have to carry such cumbersome things because of freezing her hands. And at this moment, she was sitting on the carriage that was moving forward, with a small stove with charcoal in her hand, and the sweet-smiling daughter beside her, she suddenly felt that she had become more and more adaptable to this ancient life.

Not aware of her trance, Shi Huiru stroked her hair unnaturally, and said: "Let’s go around Liangju to listen to tunes today. I heard that Yang Shizi has recently composed drama lyrics for them, which sounds great. "

Yu Linglong came back to her senses and smiled faintly. It was Yang Huanian who made Shi Hui run to join the show in a cold day.

Seeing the clear smile on Yu Linglong's face, Shi Huiru's face flushed red, eagerly emphasized: "It's really good."

Yu Linglong held back a smile: "Naturally it sounds good."

Shi Huiru lowered her head slightly, her ears were red with shame, her fingers were playing with the silk ribbon on her belt, a typical little girl's mood.

Yu Linglong only discovered that Shi Huiru was wearing a silver-red engraved silk and lotus pattern on her body. She wore a red gold phoenix tail agate tassel on her head. Her round face became more charming and lovely. The eyes lit up.

It can be seen that she was deliberately dressed up, probably because she hopes to meet Yang Huanian today.

Yu Linglong constricted a deep smile on her face and turned away from the subject. She pointed to a scroll placed by Shi Huiru's side and said, "What did you bring?"

Shi Hui picked up the scroll in a hurry, but did not open it to look at it, but her face turned redder.

She has always been hearty, but this time she was surprisingly twitched: "...I didn't dare to go alone, so I had to take you to help me become courageous. For a while, you must not laugh at me."

Yu Linglong was curious and funny, but she also guessed something vaguely. Shi Hui dressed up like this and brought some things. She probably finally mustered up the courage and wanted to confess to someone Yang.

I didn't expect that Yu Linglong would one day accompany a little girl to do this kind of thing.

Soon, the carriage arrived at Raoliangju. The street outside was a bit deserted, but it was very lively here. The upstairs and downstairs were already full of guests. On the stage, a girl in a pink spring shirt was charming. The voice was tactful, and a word was being sung.

"The falling flowers and the wind fly away, so the branches are still first. The moon must be rounded at the end. It is round, and the moon is not round. The Zhu Yan changes, and when will it be a young man."

Shi Huiru pulled Yu Linglong's hand, walked to the elegant room upstairs, and whispered as he walked, "This is Yang Shizi's words."

Yu Linglong doesn't quite understand the meaning of the ancient words. She just feels that this poem was sung so charmingly and sadly. It doesn't look like a man had done it, but rather boudoir-like.

When they were seated in the private room, Xiao Er served hot tea, and the woman on the stage sang another song "The Order of Osmanthus".

"Lazy Chao Yuanshi playing Go. Ask the fairy what to fight, the woodman forgets to return. The hole locks into the blue sky, the axe is rotten, and the situation is still confused. It is rolling in the mulberry field and the sea is flying. Cup, the wine hasn't touched your lips, the day is calm!"

This sonorous rhetoric was sung by a woman, and it felt like a jade in the ear, pleasing to the ear without losing its momentum. Before the lingering sound, the audience was already applauded.

Shi Huiru put her cheek in her right hand, looked downstairs in a daze, and whispered: "Linglong, what do you think of this word?"

Yu Linglong paused, and said: "It sounds like a little disappointed, is Yang Shizi in a bad mood?"

Shi Huiru sighed: "I don't know, I haven't seen him for a while."

Yu Linglong is silent, another older woman has been replaced on the stage, holding a jade board, singing a cheerful tune, but she has no intention of admiring it.

Yang Huanian is the head of the pavilion, Hou Shizi, and has a promising future. Why has he been at home all the time, in love with poetry and poetry? But in his poems, there is a feeling of depression, as if this kind of sensual life is not what one wants, but only talents cannot be displayed.

Yu Linglong thoughtfully looked at Shi Huiru. Would a man like Yang Huanian be willing to marry an ordinary and innocent wife and lead a plain and calm life?

Shi Huiru always loves to talk and laugh, but today is uncharacteristically, sometimes worried, sometimes nervous, with both hands from time to time tidying the hairpin ring on his head, or smoothing the folds on the corners of his clothes, giving him an uneasy look.

After a while, Xiao Er from the shop walked in and said with a smile: "Miss, the son is going away."

Shi Hui stood up like a hoarse, stuffed two silver coins into the shop, hurriedly thanked him, then picked up the scroll at hand, pulled Yu Linglong and walked out.

Yu Linglong followed her downstairs and ran into Yang Huanian who had just come out at the gate.

Yang Huanian wore a royal blue moiré brocade robe, with a four-finger-wide dark blue belt around his waist, and a shiny white jade bat jade pendant hanging from it, looking like a crown jade, handsome and elegant.

At this moment, when he saw Shi Huiru and Yu Linglong, he couldn't help but was slightly startled, his eyes stayed on Yu Linglong for a moment, and then he showed a polite smile: "Miss Shi, Miss Yu Si, come and listen. Drama?"

Shi Huiru’s round face was red and bright, and she looked at Yang Huanian with a pair of eyes, almost coming out of the water, even Yu Linglong was secretly shocked, the girl’s instant burst of light made her look unreal nice.

Shi Hui took a few steps forward and said softly: "Young Master Yang, your words are really good."

Yang Huanian moved his steps imperceptibly, distanced himself from the two of them, and said, "Miss Shi is overwhelmed."

Shi Huiru didn’t notice Yang Huanian’s deliberate estrangement. She held the scroll in her hand as if she had been courageous for a long time before holding it up in front of Yang Huanian: "Young Master Yang, I drew a picture. Could you please help me with some advice? Two?"

Yang Huanian glanced at Shi Huiru, and his gaze fell on Yu Linglong, who was silent behind her, a complicated look seemed to pass through her eyes, but in a moment he returned to indifference.

"Ms. Shi is too polite, Yang is so talented and shallow, how can he teach me?"

In spite of this, Yang Huanian didn't mean to take the scroll at all. Shi Huiru waited for a long time, but he didn't see Yang Huanian reaching out to pick it up. He couldn't help but flushed his face, and seemed to be bleeding.

She took a deep breath, and opened the scroll as if she had made up her mind!

The wind of late autumn blew over coldly, blowing the scroll slightly trembling, I saw a long jade-shaped young man on the long scroll, with clear eyebrows and a faint smile on his lips. It turned out to be Yang Huanian!

Yu Linglong also had to admire Shi Huiru’s boldness. In ancient times, women like her who took the initiative to confess her heart to men should be rare. Yu Linglong can’t imagine what kind of power is supporting this petite. Girl, draw a portrait of her sweetheart one by one, and then show it to the other party.

Yang Huanian only glanced at it, the smile on his face disappeared, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his voice was no longer polite, only alienation: "This painting, the pen is good, just forgive me Take the liberty, as a daughter of a boudoir, Miss Shi really shouldn't paint such a portrait!"

The red face just before, suddenly became bloodlessly pale, Shi Huiru hardly believed her ears, her small body was shaky in the cold wind, like a fallen leaf about to be blown away.

"Young Master, you...what did you say?"

Yang Huanian took a deep look at Yu Linglong, his gaze shifted to Shi Huiru's body, but gradually became colder: "I mean, Miss Shi, your thoughts are in vain."

The slender arms trembled violently, Shi Huiru tremblingly said, "You...you wouldn't want it?"

Yang Hua raised her long eyebrows slightly: "Is this painting for me?"

Shi Huiru could not speak, but nodded heavily.

Yang Huanian paused, and reached out and took the scroll from her.

Shi Huiru was overjoyed on her face. Just about to say something, she saw Yang Huanian forcefully tear the scroll in half!

Throwing the broken drawing paper on the ground, Yang Huanian said in a deep voice: "This painting is also a scourge to keep, so why don't I destroy it for Miss Shi!"

Shi Huiru's face suddenly turned grayish and decadent. She slowly squatted down and picked up the torn to pieces of the picture she had drawn meticulously at the moment. Tears finally rolled down uncontrollably.

She spent countless efforts and countless hours to draw the person she was thinking of, but in a flash, the phantom was disillusioned, and all her efforts turned into nothingness.

Looking at Shi Huiru's crying face, Yu Linglong frowned slightly, raising her hand to block Yang Huanian's path.

"Why? Did you leave like this?" The delicate Yan eyebrows raised and looked at Yang Huanian.

She didn't have any impression of this Changting Hou Shizi, just seeing Shi Hui's heartbroken appearance, she didn't want this man who was elegant on the surface but cold in heart to leave.

Presumably, she hadn't expected that she would block her way, Yang Huanian was slightly startled and stopped.

The eyes were staring at Yu's delicate and charming face, and a touch of inexplicable emotions slowly floated in the dark. Yang Huanian asked in a deep voice: "Dare to ask Miss Yu, what can I advise?"

Yu Linglong put down her arm and said coldly: "I want you to pay for her painting."

Even if Yang Huanian refused to accept Shi Huiru's wishes, he shouldn't have torn off the paintings she worked so hard.

Is it great to be liked? What power does he have to tear up her painting and break her heart! ?

Yang Huanian lowered his eyes and looked at Shi Huiru, who was squatting on the ground, her shoulders curled up. Although she was only a back, anyone could tell at a glance that she was crying, but she was crying silently but heartbroken.

The coldness all over the sky melted a corner without knowing it.

Yang Huanian looked at Yu Linglong. This cold-faced girl stood proudly in the cold wind, like a cluster of burning flames, full of mysterious power, which made people sink into it without knowing it, unable to extricate herself from it.

As long as she has an expression and a word, he has to be swayed by this power. This is not a forced submission, but a willing fall, giving him no reason to refuse her order.

Sighed deeply, Yang Huanian walked to Shi Huiru, leaned down, took the two broken canvases from her hand, and said softly: "Okay, I promise to draw another picture for her. "