Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf: 98|【98】
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Although Lin Feilu knows that being a little pretty will never let herself suffer, and the Queen Mother’s attitude towards herself has no effect, but one of the green tea survival manuals is to be a friend and never be an enemy.
Turning an enemy into a friend is not a tough one. All around the world are brothers.
After listening to the Spring and Summer couples on the way she came, she understood that the lack of family affection in the Queen Mother's heart, and her eagerness to narrow the distance between mother and child, are the directions for her own strategy.
Once a person reaches the peak and has all the power and status, he will begin to recall the past and yearn for the most ordinary warmth. This is the root of human inferiority, and it is also a common problem of high-ranking people in this era.
It also profoundly demonstrated a truth: don't cherish when you have it, and regret it when you lose it.
The little princess is the only way for her to understand her son's past, and she is also an obedient and obedient child. If she is close to herself and the emperor loves her, the relationship between herself and the emperor will be relaxed in the future.
When Lin Feilu left the temple with red eyes, he was wearing an ice jade bracelet given by the queen mother.
This ice jade has a peculiar texture. When worn on your hand in summer, it is like a small air conditioner you carry around. There was only one pair in the palace, the queen mother wore one, and the other was given to her now.
The two of Chunxia and Xia were waiting outside anxiously, when they saw Lin Feilu coming out with red eyes, they immediately greeted him with a nervous expression, "Princess, are you okay?"
She smiled soothingly at the two of them: "It's okay, the empress dowager treats me very well."
Ting Chun was a little surprised to see the bracelet on her wrist. She naturally knew this jade bracelet and knew its strangeness. The queen mother actually rewarded the princess with the only jade bracelet, which showed that she was really good to her, and the two of them were relieved.
Summer morning in the south, when the three of them left the Chonghua Hall, the sun outside was already a little bit blazing. As soon as I left, I saw a group of palace people carrying a sedan chair waiting under the tree outside the temple gate.
Headed by the chief **** Sun Jiang of Lin'an Temple, he smiled and greeted her as soon as she came out: "The slave, see Her Royal Highness."
Lin Feilu asked: "Are you waiting for me?"
Sun Jiang said with a smile: "Yes, your majesty tells the servant to wait here and send the princess back to the palace."
The return journey is long, and it’s very comfortable to have a sedan chair. Lin Feilu got on the sedan chair, and the group walked back. She held her chin and turned to ask Sun Jiang: "Your Majesty is facing?"
Sun Jiang replied: "Not yet, I'm afraid it will be busy until noon. Does the princess want to go to Lin'an Temple for dinner or return to Yong'an Palace?"
She thought for a while, "Go to Lin'an Temple, and have dinner together when your Majesty comes back."
She got up too early today, she went to the Lin'an Temple to sit for a while before she started to feel sleepy, and after she withdrew from the servants of the palace, she climbed onto Song Jinglan's dragon bed to make up her sleep.
This dragon bed is actually no different from your own bed when you sleep, except that there is a huge night pearl hanging on the top of the bed. With the pearl as the point, a large and gorgeous curtain is hung from the top, which is very effective in isolating mosquitoes. Effect.
She rolled a few times on the big and soft bed wrapped in a flimsy quilt before finally turning over and falling asleep.
The morning dynasty, which was put aside for many days, didn’t end until noon. After Song Jinglan dealt with the accumulated government affairs, he also announced the immediate wedding. With the death gaze that Shang Shu of the Ministry of Rites experienced yesterday, no one in the court raised questions and expressed congratulations to Your Majesty.
After dispersing the dynasty, Song Jinglan returned to Lin'an Hall, where incense was burning quietly.
Sun Jiang asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, is the princess asleep in it, do you pass the meal?"
Song Jinglan walked inward: "Biography."
There is no one in the sleeping hall, and Lin Feilu doesn't like anyone guarding him while sleeping. The large curtain tent fell from the top to the ground, spreading out, and in the quiet hall there was only the sound of her breathing.
Song Jinglan approached slowly and opened the curtain with a finger.
The **** the bed lay sideways, facing outside, sleeping soundly. It should be too hot. She didn't cover her quilt. She only wore a single coat. The neckline was a little loose, revealing her white collarbone.
Mofa made a bed. He squinted his eyes and let go of his fingers. The curtain fell down again, completely blocking him and the **** the bed.
Lin Feilu didn't know how long he slept, and when he was half-dreaming and half-awake, he touched a chest.
She had her eyes closed, her fingers hesitantly moved up and down, and when she reached the position of his abdomen, she was pinched by a hand on her wrist. When she opened her eyes, she saw Song Jinglan lying on her side with her head on her elbows, her lips smiling.
Lin Feilu rubbed forward, rubbed his face against his chest, and asked sleepily, "What are you doing?"
His voice is smiling: "I am watching the princess sleep."
She was a little embarrassed: "What's so good about sleeping, I don't look good in sleeping."
Song Jinglan laughed, held her wrists around her waist, bowed her head and kissed her messy forehead: "Get up and eat."
She buried her in his arms, "I'm not hungry." After a pause, she said, "I went to see the Queen Mother today, and she gave me an ice jade bracelet."
Song Jinglan liked her active approach very much. He touched the back of her head with the palm of her hand, and put her fingers in her hair. The voice overflowing from the tip of her nose was a bit lazy: "Yeah."
Lin Feilu raised his head, only seeing his delicate jaw, "Don't you like her?"
He breathed smoothly, and even his voice did not fluctuate: "It's not like it, and it's not disgusting. As long as she doesn't go beyond, I won't move her."
Lin Feilu didn't speak for a while.
Song Jinglan lowered her head, gently pinched the back of her neck with her fingers, and asked slowly: "Does the princess hate me like this?"
Killing fathers and brothers and neglecting birth mothers, all his behaviors are not in line with this era of filial piety and benevolence. In the future history books, this stain will inevitably remain, called a tyrant.
But he doesn't care about those, he only cares what the girl in his arms thinks.
Lin Feilu leaned back slightly, raised his head and rubbed his chin with the tip of his nose, like soothing and distressed. Under his gaze, he said softly: "We Xiao Song, we must have had a hard time before."
It must have been a hard time.
Whether it is in Song Kingdom or Dalin.
Song Jinglan's drooping eyelashes trembled slightly.
Then lowered his head and kissed the eyes that looked at him.
He moved so softly, touching again and again, as if he was afraid of breaking the kiss, he kissed from his eyes to the tip of his nose, and then he held her lips.
The gentleness of his life is all given to her.
Lin Feilu closed his eyes in response to his kiss, feeling the person lying next to him gradually pouring down. He put his palm down, stroked the back of her neck, stroked her vest, and when he stroked his waist, he pulled his fingers and pulled the belt of her corset.
She was only wearing a single coat, and as soon as the belt was loosened, the wide dress slipped to the sides, giving a clear view.
Lin Feilu was iced by his shirt, and his brain became a little clearer. He opened his eyes slightly, his hands were still around his neck, and his voice was a little gasping: "Now... now?"
Song Jinglan moved for a while, and after a long while, his lips slowly moved away from her, and she reached out to cover her slipped clothes.
Lin Feilu blinked.
He smiled helplessly, and brushed her forehead with broken hair: "Get up and eat."
Lin Feilu feels that this man's restraint is truly incredible.
Song Jinglan straightened his arms and lifted up slightly as he was about to leave, when the belt was suddenly hooked by the girl under him with a slender finger.
The end of her eyes is red, and her usual sweet voice is deliberately suppressed at this moment, seeming to smile but not smiling, every word seems to seduce: "Your Majesty, really don't you?"
Song Jinglan didn't speak, and looked down at her. Those eyes were extremely catching, and the deep eyes made no secret of his hot desire.
Lin Feilu was shocked.
I stopped laughing, and did not deliberately press my throat to speak, quickly retracted my finger, and said honestly: "Let’s eat, I’m hungry."
For a long time, he laughed, sat up slowly, picked up the belt that was torn off by himself, picked up the person from the bed, bowed his head and tied her intently around his waist.
Only then did she realize she was shy.
Song Jinglan finished wearing the belt, looked up at the girl's blushing face, and smiled.
He leaned in and kissed the corner of her lips, his gentle voice was slightly dumb: "Princess, don't seduce the lonely."
Lin Feilu whispered: "I don't know who seduce whom."
He laughed and rubbed her messy head: "Be good, I want to give the princess a complete wedding."
The meal spread outside is cold.
Seeing that your Majesty pulled the princess out, Sun Jiang called for another meal.
While eating, the Sitianjian people reported back and forth, saying that the wedding auspicious day has been set, and it will be the seventh day of the next month.
Lin Feilu only has one month to hear, and he is still a little worried about whether it will be too late to prepare. She also recently checked the classics and found out that the process of an emperor's wedding is very complicated, and the process of canonizing the queen at the wedding is even more complicated, and each step is time-consuming and labor-intensive.
But Song Jinglan was a little displeased: "Next month?"
The official of the Sitian Supervisor was sweating, crying without tears: "Return to your Majesty, this is already the most auspicious day for the subordinates."
He waved his hand: "Okay, go get ready."
The officials are busy withdrawing.
The auspicious day has been set, and the palace will naturally become busy.
On the day of the wedding, see a hundred officials, worship Huang Tian, worship the ancestors, and dress well. The palace clerk from the Garment Bureau measured Lin Feilu's size and began to rush to make the wedding phoenix gown.
Lin Feilu didn't seem to have anything to do with her except for taking measurements with the palace.
Every day I eat, drink and play, occasionally seduce your majesty boldly, and ran away irresponsibly after setting up a fire.
But this is her first marriage after all, and she feels a little nervous and expectant.
She secretly made up a calendar, and tore one after a day. When the cries of knowledge filled the treetops, the calendar finally tore to the last one.