Although her body was still a little weak, Lin Mengya just stared blankly at the vermilion bed curtain.
What happened before is still lingering in my mind.
Covering her head with the quilt, Lin Mengya felt so regretful that she wanted to bite her tongue off.
Why is she so stupid! He obviously wanted to persuade Long Tianyu not to go to Princess Mingyue.
But why did things become like this
Lin Mengya hid under the quilt, feeling very depressed and regretting her mistake.
I kept circling my fingers, yes, yes, I don't know if it's still too late to go to Long Tianyu to admit his mistake.
"Master is awake. Master, are you okay? You scared us to death."
Bai Ji opened the curtain and saw Lin Mengya hiding under the quilt and refusing to come out.
"I'm fine, I made you worry."
Lin Mengya smiled reluctantly, with deep loneliness hidden in her eyes, which made several girls feel distressed.
The relationship between the master and the prince is really strange.
When he was in the camp, he seemed like a good person. Why did he end up in such a mess as soon as he returned to the palace
Four little girls who have never been in love, how can they understand that jealous women are the most unreasonable.
For three days in a row, Lin Mengya locked herself in the room, feeling sick and uncaring.
"Oh, what will happen if this continues? It would be great if that guy Qinghu was here. At least, he always has a way to make the master happy."
Standing in the corridor, the four girls were worried.
In the past few days, Lin Mengya always fell asleep and used very little medicine and food.
If this continues, people will definitely become bored.
"Sister—sister—"
Lin Zhongyu, who had gone out early in the morning, hurriedly ran to the yard.
"Shh, Master Yu, keep your voice down, the master has just fallen asleep."
Bai Shao grabbed Lin Zhongyu, put her finger on her lips, and glared at the reckless Xiaoyu.
"I don't know, dear Sister Bai Shao, just let me in. My sister has been sleeping for three days. I'm afraid that if she goes to sleep, she will turn into a pig!"
Lin Zhongyu stuck out his tongue and looked at Bai Shao fawningly.
"Oh, okay, then you should be gentler, otherwise the master will be disturbed from his sleep."
Bai Shao had no choice but to open the door gently and let Lin Zhongyu in.
I thought that Lin Mengya would fall asleep on the bed, but as soon as Lin Zhongyu entered the room, he saw his sister sitting at the desk writing hard.
"Sister? What are you doing?"
Curiously, he walked over and saw that Lin Mengya had already written on several pieces of rice paper.
"You're here, help sister take a look at it. How is the writing?"
How could Lin Mengya be a person who became decadent because of a broken love
These days, she has taken advantage of her little hobby when she was in college, changing the names of everything the prince did on Lingju Mountain and writing it into a legendary storybook.
Since love is not there, there must be some career.
Therefore, she exerted the tireless spirit of the Black Prince and wrote a very wonderful story in three days.
"This - it's so well written. It makes the prince look like he's running away. Sister, hurry up and finish it so I can spread it around."
Looking at Xiaoyu in confusion, Lin Mengya always felt that the power behind Xiaoyu was unusual.
"Just writing a book is not enough. You send people to teahouses and restaurants in various places in the capital to pick up the wooden fences and let the storytellers tell the story."
Lin Mengya conducted in-depth research on the best way to spread stories in ancient times. At this time, movable type printing had just emerged.
Books were limited, and not many people were literate.
Therefore, the role of a storyteller is equivalent to a modern Weibo official account.
At that time, countless storytellers from all over the capital will talk about it together, and soon, the prince's reputation will be spread throughout the entire Jin Dynasty.
"That's right. Leave this matter to me."
Folding the manuscript written by Lin Mengya in half and hiding it in his arms, Lin Zhongyu smiled like a little fox.
"Xiaoyu, are you really not going to go with them?"
In just a few months, the boy she met by chance on the street had grown to the point where she felt unfamiliar.
In the end, what is the secret behind Xiaoyu
"I want to be with my sister. I don't care about those things."
Xiaoyu's answer was very straightforward. In his eyes, no one or anything was as important as his sister.
"Well, sister respects your choice. Okay, I've been bored in the house for three days. It's time to go out for a walk."
After adjusting her mood, she still felt that the relationship between her and Long Tianyu was definitely over.
But he still forced a smile, not wanting anyone to see his sadness.
"Master, are you okay?"
The four girls gathered under the eaves saw that Lin Mengya was finally willing to leave the house.
They all gathered around and looked at her worriedly.
Shaking her head, Lin Mengya smiled. She was just hiding and writing stories. Unexpectedly, she frightened a group of people.
This feeling of being missed is really nice.
"By the way, Master, this is what the prince sent two days ago. Please see how you should put it away."
Baiji held up a small, delicate box, and Lin Mengya felt that this thing looked familiar.
I took it and opened it, but unexpectedly saw a dried pink flower.
This is-
This was one of the medicinal materials sent by Princess Mingyue that day.
At the same time, it is also one of the medicinal materials Lin Mengya is looking for. So that day, she just took another look.
Did he even notice this
Then what is she so embarrassed about
Holding the box tightly in her arms, Lin Mengya ran out of her Liuxinyuan.
She must find Long Tianyu, and her heart is filled with sourness and sweetness. If his eyes never left her, could she have some hope
"Where is the prince? Where is the prince?"
She ran to Long Tianyu's study, but she didn't expect that only an empty room greeted her panic.
Lin Kui was not in the house, so Lin Mengya had no choice but to hold on to Butler Deng.
"Princess, your lord, he—"
"Your Majesty, I'm going to greet Princess Mingyue."
The elegant voice came, and Lin Mengya turned her head, only to see Baili Wuchen gently shaking her paper fan.
"Going to greet Princess Mingyue? What does this mean?"
It's impossible. It's clear that Long Tianyu doesn't have that intention for Mingyue.
"Princess, my subordinates know that with the princess's wisdom, she must know what Prince Ming's support means to the prince."
Not seen for a long time, Baili Wuchen seems to be more mature.
During the conversation, the self-confidence of the past was gone.
He has a handsome face and a pair of calm eyes, which are indifferent yet profound, making it impossible to read half of his thoughts.
This person is even more terrifying.
But it is the harmless appearance of this handsome young man that can confuse people the most.
The box in his hand was obviously held so tightly, but it was hanging by his side.
"I understand that I contributed to this. Of course, this is the key."
Lin Mengya smiled, her face still calm and calm.
My heart seemed to have been turned around, and I was extremely bored.
I don’t know if it’s the residual poison remaining in the body. Whenever her mood fluctuates too much, she always feels chest tightness and shortness of breath.
This is not a good sign.
"It's good that the princess is well-educated and can understand. However, I think the princess's face is not very good. Why don't you go back and rest first."
Baili Wuchen said with concern, Lin Mengya nodded, turned around, and left Long Tianyu's Qinwu Academy.
"Aren't you afraid that if the prince finds out about this, he will blame you?"
Just as he turned around, Zhu Qiang walked out from behind Baili Wuchen.
There was a bit of confusion on the rough face.
The prince clearly wanted to persuade Prince Ming to give up his plan to marry Princess Mingyue.
However, Baili Wuchen clearly misunderstood the princess.
"Don't you think that since the princess came in, the prince has become soft-hearted?"
There was a hint of sharpness in his eyes, and then disappeared, but he looked meaningfully in the direction where Lin Mengya disappeared.
"I am a rough man and I don't understand what you are talking about. However, since the princess came in, the prince has become more and more human. He is no longer like a cold stone statue before."
Zhu Qiang admired Lin Mengya as a princess very much. Compared with her status as a beautiful lady, Lin Mengya had no pretensions at all, which made him, a rough man, feel like her.
The princess is a very strange woman, with a beautiful appearance that is hard to match in Kyoto.
But deep down, he has the boldness of a man, which is in line with the Lin family.
"Those who achieve great things must cut off their emotions and desires. If the prince wants to achieve his goal, he must abandon the kindness of women. Otherwise, it will only lead to bad things."
Baili Wuchen said categorically that for the sake of the prince, he would frame his own uncle at the risk of being accused of being unfilial.
Only in this way can great things be accomplished.
In the past, the prince had never stopped for any woman in his eyes and heart, but now, he has changed too much for this woman.
Therefore, it was imperative to marry Princess Mingyue to spread the prince's love for the princess.
"You! You are still so stubborn! But I, Lao Zhu, put my words here. If the prince finds out about your actions like this, it will definitely arouse a thunderous rage! Don't say that when the time comes, I, a brother, will I won’t help you!”
Zhu Qiang left angrily. Ever since the princess appeared, Baili Wuchen didn't know what happened, and he always did things against the princess.
But brotherly love made him keep silent.
I hope that one day when the prince finds out, he will still take into account the friendship he has had as colleagues for many years!
As if she had lost her soul, Lin Mengya returned to her Liuxin courtyard from Long Tianyu's courtyard.
In his hand, the medicine box that was tightly held in his hand was lost without knowing when or where.
Forget it, just throw it away. Maybe, this is God warning her to get rid of the emotions that she shouldn't have in her heart as soon as possible, so that she can get over it.