Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf: 59|【59】
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Noble Lan becomes Concubine Lan, completing a qualitative leap.
Mingyue Palace, which used to be a sparrow, suddenly became a popular place in the harem. Except for the three concubines and above, other concubines came to check in.
Concubine Xian was watching Xiao Lan rise step by step, and Lin Di saw Xiao Lan's favor in her eyes, and it was inevitable that she felt a little bit sad.
However, when people reach her age, they no longer desire the love of the emperor. People have their own ambitions, and Concubine Xian is not a messy temperament. Lin Jingyuan is now more and more forging ahead under the supervision of Lin Feilu. In the future, he will be a king and will be rich and wealthy. Concubine Xian will be very satisfied.
In the past, Concubine Hui and Concubine Mei formed a separate faction between the four concubines. Now that the two concubines have fallen, Concubine Xian and Concubine Lan have formed a separate faction, and the harem forces have come to a new division.
Xiao Lan has now stood up, and her scheming methods have followed. At first, she was a little shackled, and then gradually adapted to her new identity and new position. With the guidance of the concubine Xian, she soon took her concubine position firmly. The subordinates are well organized, so there is no need for Lin Feilu to worry about it.
The time flickered into winter.
Lin Feilu keenly discovered that Lin Qing's attitude towards Lin Ting was a little different.
The atmosphere of former brothers and friends and respectfulness disappeared, and the two seemed to be close to each other, and occasionally Lin Qing would still confront each other.
Lin Ting still has that gentle and humble appearance, but he is much more silent than before. Those soft eyes that see everything and everything have not been bright for a long time.
Lin Feilu knows where this change comes from.
As for the prince’s encounter with the tiger, the Queen’s family could not fail to investigate. Once the clues were found, the Ruan Guifei faction became completely hostile to them.
The Ruan clan is coming so fiercely, Lin Qing jealous of this elder brother and resents this elder brother, it is also excusable.
In addition to being soft-tempered, Lin Ting is not inferior to the Prince in all aspects. He just doesn't want to fight, he never shows the limelight on weekdays. What if you don't want to fight? Unless he completely leaves the Ruan family, does not recognize the mother concubine, or the Ruan family, he will always be their most important chess piece.
Since the development of the Nguyen clan, the power of North Korea and China is intertwined. Once the crown prince becomes the throne, the power and position will be overthrown.
No one wants to give up all this.
Both of them are still in their teens, but they are about to renounce the throne. Although Lin Feilu had the purpose of a strategy at the beginning, the hearts of the people are long. She has long regarded these two people as family members. Seeing that they are going to develop in the direction of fighting each other, she is really anxious.
But she can't do anything. This is not a trivial battle. The battle for the crown prince has always been cruel. Once she participates, she will be implicated. Behind her there is a mother concubine and elder brother, and she cannot risk their lives.
Lin Feilu can only be anxious while watching the changes.
She is usually the innocent, cute and carefree five princesses in front of everyone. Only when she secretly goes to play with Song Jinglan will she reveal a trace of true emotions.
It has been getting colder recently. She had prepared enough silver carbon early, and sent all kinds of heating equipment to Cuizhuju like no money.
This was the second warm winter that Song Jinglan had. He poured half a cup of clear water into the bamboo tube with the white plums, and when he looked back, he saw the little girl roasting in a daze.
Her thin fingers were burned red by the silver carbon, and the fragrance of the hand cream became more and more intense. She made a rose-flavored hand cream this year, and gave him two boxes. Although Tiandong always complained about the fragrance of rouge on her body, it was not a man, but Song Jinglan would still apply it sooner or later. .
He thinks Xiangxiang is also good.
A little spark spattered from the carbon stove, and she recovered, took her hot fingers back and rubbed it, and sighed twice again.
Song Jinglan handed her a bamboo tube, with a few bamboo leaves painted on the green color, which was very elegant, "I tried to make some milk tea that the princess said last time. Would you like to try it?"
Lin Feilu said, "Huh?" He met his gentle and smiling eyes, and it took several seconds to realize what he was saying, scratching his head: "It's not easy to get some milk in the House of Internal Affairs. Drink it yourself, don't waste it on this."
After speaking, I took the bamboo tube and took two sips.
Song Jinglan smiled and asked: "Is it delicious?"
She doubled, "The bamboo-flavored milk tea is not bad, but unfortunately there are no pearls."
Song Jinglan: "Huh?" He thought about it seriously, "What kind of pearl is the princess talking about? Is it to be ground into powder and added to it?"
Lin Feilu hurriedly waved his hand, "No way, it's fine, this one is good!"
He nodded slightly, the flames shining in his eyes, showing a calm and warm color, "What is troublesome for the princess?"
Lin Feilu drank the milk tea, his small mouth sticking to the edge of the bamboo tube, a little dull.
Song Jinglan asked slowly: "Is it because of His Royal Highness and His Highness?"
Lin Feilu looked up in surprise: "How do you know?"
Song Jinglan slightly rolled her lips: "The two majesty's atmosphere was tense in the Taixue Hall recently, it is not difficult to see."
What is not hard to see? I didn't see other people. For example, Lin Jingyuan, after school this morning, even invited his two older brothers to play polo together. After being rejected, he kept asking why.
Lin Feilu couldn't help but began to sigh again.
After all, Xiaomei is from the Song Dynasty. Although she has no feelings about the grievances between the two countries, her own sense of belonging belongs only to China, the people, the Communist Party, and the country...!
But it is always weird to discuss with the enemy proton on a sensitive topic like the throne.
Song Jinglan had a calm look, rubbing his fingers lightly on the edge of the tea cup, and said quietly: "The two princes are so good, this road is inevitable, and there is always a winner. Princess. The worries at this moment are all in vain. It is better to think about how to save the loser at that point."
With a word, he broke the entanglement in Lin Feilu's heart.
She doesn't care which brother is the emperor, she just hopes everyone is safe.
She never cared about anyone before.
When her parents ignore her, she ignores them. Hupenggou is false, and she doesn't show her true feelings. The world is indifferent to her, and she treats each other indifferently.
Instead, I came here. God seemed to start to make up for her missing childhood and family affection little by little.
It happens to be in such a place where family affection is weak.
She can care nothing, but she can't neglect her sincerity.
Lin Feilu lowered his head and asked softly for a long time: "Then your Highness can tell me what to do?"
Song Jinglan smiled extremely shallowly. He gently raised his hand and touched the top of her head, with a low and gentle voice: "The princess is so smart, I believe the princess will know what to do."
He looked out the window, his eyes raised: "It's snowing, princess."
Lin Feilu turned around to look.
The sky was still clear in the morning, and thin snow fell.
The first snow of the year.
Song Jinglan looked at her and said, "Make a wish, it will definitely come true."
Knowing that it was just a deceptive part of the girl's heart in the Korean drama, Lin Feilu still closed his palms and eyes, and reverently made his wish.
Snowfall is a winter scene and a signal that spring is coming.
After the New Year, the thing that shocked Lin Feilu the most was that Emperor Lin began to choose a husband-in-law for Lin Nianzhi.
Although she knew that ancient women married early, but seeing 13-year-old Lin Nianzhi shyly picking the portraits of consorts presented by palace officials, Lin Feilu still felt a little unacceptable.
She seemed to see her future self.
It's terrible!
Lin Nianzhi saw her sitting on the side in a daze, and groped her unhappily: "Little Five! Can you be more serious?"
Lin Feilu: "I'm watching. I'm watching! Elder sister, who is this? There is a mole on the corner of her eye, which looks strange and romantic."
Lin Nianzhi looked at it: "This is Du Jingruo, the son of the Book of Etiquette, and is now the director of the Imperial College. You say that, it's a bit romantic..." She grew up in the palace since she was a child and didn't understand these foreign men. He hesitated: "I heard that he has a brilliant literary talent, and he entered the Imperial College at a young age. I want to come back to learn so much."
These portraits were selected by Emperor Lin and sent to her.
With the approval of the emperor, naturally, he is not a mundane son.
Lin Nianzhi looked down one by one, and finally asked her: "What do you think?"
Lin Feilu: "...Both are all pretty good."
Lin Nianzhi: "I think they are all good, too." She muttered: "Why can't I collect all these like my father did."
Lin Feilu: "???"
Wait! Sister Huang! Your thoughts are very dangerous!
When Lin Nianzhi saw her wide-open eyes, he burst out laughing and pinched her soft face indiscriminately, "I'll just talk about it."
It is a life-long event, Lin Feilu still seriously advises: "What is your ideal type, Sister Huang?"
Lin Nianzhi asked: "What is an ideal type?"
Lin Feilu explained: "It's the husband-in-law you want to marry most in your heart. What kind of person is it? Personality, appearance, family background, concept, which aspect do you value more?"
Lin Nianzhi immediately said: "Of course the most important thing is to look good!"
Lin Feilu: Yes, your Lin family are all Yangou.
Lin Nianzhi thought for a long time, and his tone gradually became shy: "I hope my husband-in-law is a humble gentleman, gentle and gentle, can love me and protect me, treat me as the only one, and hold me in his palm as a jewel in his palm." /
Lin Feilu knows it clearly and spreads out the stack of portraits: "Then let's get rid of Xi Xingjiang, they are not worthy."
Lin Nianzhi nodded in agreement.
Finally, they were picked according to Lin Nianzhi's request. The one that best met her ideal type was actually Du Jingruo, the son of the Book of Rites with a mole on the corner of her eye.
Lin Nianzhi looked at Du Jingruo's portrait over and over many times, and finally decided: "Just him!"
After that, we must call the palace clerk to come in and submit the portrait to Emperor Lin.
Lin Feilu suddenly grabbed her wrist: "Wait!"
Lin Nianzhi looked at her curiously.
Although Lin Feilu knows that he is talking nonsense, he still can’t help: “Elder sister, you have never seen him. You can set a life-long event with just a portrait. If you find him and you What should I do if my imagination is different?"
The modern concept of free love is deeply rooted in people's hearts, and she really can't be indifferent.
Lin Nianzhi was stunned, and then smiled as if nothing had happened: "This has been the case since ancient times. As princesses, we still have the right to choose. Those women among the people have no choice but to even elect."
The eldest princess, who is always horny, looks very open in this respect.
It seems that after Concubine Hui’s accident, she grew a lot overnight.
She saw that Lin Feilu still wrinkled her small face, and smiled and touched her tugging: "Don't worry, it's the son of the Book of Etiquette, it won't be bad." She paused, not knowing What, the eyes suddenly lit up: "If you are really worried, why don't we go and take a look?"
Lin Feilu asked: "Can I still go and see in person?"
Lin Nianzhi: "Of course not to be upright, we can go secretly!"
Being here for so long, Lin Feilu has never been out of the palace. Hearing what Lin Nianzhi said, his heart was immediately moved.
The folk customs of Dalin are relatively open, and the restrictions on women are not as strict as in some eras. It can be seen from the fact that Concubine Xi was able to kill the enemy.
The princess's going out of the palace is not an unforgivable crime, it just requires Lin Di's consent.
This matter is easy to handle. Lin Feilu acted like a coquettish, saying that he had never been out of the palace when he grew up, and he had never seen the prosperous folk scene under the rule of his father, so the Emperor Lin immediately nodded with joy.
Of course, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles, the two of them would naturally not be fantasizing. Emperor Lin let the two leaders of the forbidden army accompany them, and secretly arranged guards for protection.
Lin Feilu put on an unremarkable dress, and followed Lin Nianzhi to sit in the carriage and sway out of the palace.