Within a few days of returning to the palace, Lin Qing and Si Miaoran's imperial decree to marry him really came down.
Si Miaoran was fifteen years old, no matter his family background or his upbringing appearance, he could be regarded as the crown princess. The people of the Qintian Supervisor had forgotten the auspicious day, and the date of marriage was set in the autumn of autumn. In less than half a year, both inside and outside the palace were immediately busy.
Lin Feilu found an opportunity to sneak out of the palace to look at the prospective princess, who is a symbolic beauty, the kind of smilelessly.
In fact, according to her idea, Lin Qing's dignified and steady temperament should be worthy of an extroverted girl. Si Miaoran is a standard lady, who is knowledgeable and reasonable. It is inevitable that he is a bit like Lin Qing, too abiding by the rules.
But when will the royal marriage be in its turn
Lin Feilu ran to the East Palace as soon as he returned to the palace after seeing his sister-in-law.
Lin Qing was practicing calligraphy when she went, and she heard her voice from afar, and when people came in, she admonished: "You are also a big girl, why are you still so unruly, how decent is your yelling?"
Lin Feilu said: "Oh, it seems that the prince elder brother likes a quiet and virtuous woman like his sister-in-law?"
Lin Qingbi paused, glanced at her, and shook her head helplessly, "Are you out of the palace again?"
Lin Feilu sat on the couch, her long cyan dress falling down like a tassel, but she couldn't stop her restless swaying feet: "Yes, I'm going to see my sister-in-law! Help the prince brother to check."
Lin Qing laughed, and sat down to pour her a cup of crisp tea: "When is it your turn to check my marriage? If you haven't passed it, could this marriage be impossible?"
Although it was a joke, it also expressed helpless bitterness.
Lin Feilu pursed his lips and took the crisp tea he handed over. After two eloquences, he said: "Sister-in-law looks very good-looking, and her personality is the same as rumors. She should be a good wife. The prince's brother will also treat her sister-in-law in the future. Treat each other sincerely!"
Lin Qing knocked on her restless knee with the fan handle, "Just take care of your own business. A few days ago, my father told me about your marriage, do you have a man you like?"
Lin Feilu spouted a mouthful of crisp tea.
Fortunately, Lin Qing was agile and avoided at once, but it still splashed on his sleeves, and the palace man next to him hurried to clean up. Lin Qing took out the veil from her cuff and handed it to her to wipe her mouth. She was really speechless: "Look at what you look like. You were so well-behaved when you were a child, but now you're more casual."
Lin Feilu wiped her mouth clean, a little collapsed: "My father really said he wants to give me a kiss?"
Lin Qing said, "How can there be fakes? If you are someone you like, just tell me, I can't tolerate a choice. You have to choose one you like and don't wrong yourself."
Lin Feilu shook his head frantically again: "No no, I don't want to marry yet!"
Lin Qing said: "You are not asked to marry now, just make it down first. What if you get robbed by someone else?"
Lin Feilu: "If you can steal it, it means it doesn't belong to me." She nudged forward, pulling on Lin Qing's cuff, pitifully: "Prince brother, I don't want to say kiss so early, you help me follow Father, please say intercession."
Lin Qing looked at her unconvincingly: "You have been with the old fourth for a long time before you got a bit of his stray wreck!"
Lin Feilu: "You are fierce, I am QAQ"
Lin Qing: "..."
He has nothing to do with this little sister who has been spoiled since childhood. Under her pitiful eyes, he can only nod his head: "No matter, you are not in time. It's okay to push the marriage back."
Lin Feilu happily took out a round thing from the cuff: "Brother Prince is the best to me, this is for you!"
Lin Qing has become accustomed to her always bringing out some weird things, and took over and studied for a long time: "What is this?"
Lin Feilu enthusiastically explained: "This is called a yo-yo, and it is played like this, I will show you it!"
So the two played yo-yos in the East Palace all afternoon.
With Lin Qing's intercession, and Lin Feilu sprinkled a few times in front of Emperor Lin, saying that he was reluctant to leave his father, and shed a few more tears, he finally gave up the idea of dating her.
Although Lin Feilu knew that he could not hide past the first day of the first year but not the fifteenth, after two years, waiting for her to get married, I am afraid it will not be so easy to fool her.
But one minute is one minute, and I'll talk about it later, and wait until that day to think of a solution.
When she returned to Mingyue Palace, Lin Wei was accompanying Lin Zhanyuan to feed the rabbits.
Lin Ting's rabbit died a few years ago, and now the rabbits in the palace are newly raised. Lin Wei is no longer the little nanny who was crying and clamoring about petting rabbits and dogs. She has become a lively little girl, but still affectionate Lin Zhanyuan.
After so many years, of course she discovered that Lin Zhan was far from ordinary people, but she did not dislike this foolish brother at all.
Lin Zhanyuan was her only playmate during her childhood, and when she grew up, she was still willing to be his playmate.
On the way back, Lin Feilu went to the ice store of the House of Internal Affairs to fetch popsicles. After returning, he shared one of them with each of them, and then walked out carrying the ice box.
Lin Wei awkwardly sat on the wicker chair, licking the popsicles while licking and asked: "Fifth Sister, are you going to Cuizhuju again?"
Lin Feilu replied casually.
Lin Weiyouyou said: "I heard that the father is going to tell you a kiss. Is the person that the fifth sister likes the proton? This is a bit difficult, I guess the father will not agree."
Lin Feilu turned her head and lifted her off the wicker chair, and then lifted her onto the courtyard wall.
Lin Wei was so frightened that she cried and dared not move: "Fifth Sister, I was wrong! Quickly let me down! Why are you doing this every time!"
Hey, after all, she learned from Concubine Xi, so she has to master her skills.
Lin Feilu stood under the wall with her arms folded, and lazily looked at the shivering little girl standing on the wall: "Are you talking nonsense next time?"
Lin Wei was a little bit awkward, and immediately stopped doing it: "Where am I talking nonsense? Don't you like that proton? You go to Cuizhuju more times than you come to me!"
Lin Feilu pointed to her: "You stand here for me."
After speaking, he hugged the ice box and left.
Not long after going out, I heard Lin Wei yelling and directing Lin Zhanyuan to move the ladder over.
The bamboos of the Cuizhu Forest have grown taller and taller over the years, with towering roots, completely covering the bamboo garden underneath. Lin Feilu walked outside the courtyard, glanced at the courtyard wall that had blocked him, and flew up easily with his toes.
She lifted the skirt and simply sat down on the wall, her legs hanging in the air slightly crossed, revealing a pair of white embroidered shoes under the skirt of a light gauze.
Tiandong in the courtyard was still chopping wood intently, and he didn't find anyone sitting on the wall at all.
Song Jinglan turned two pages of the book, but before anyone came in, he had to go out.
The young girl was sitting on the wall dressed in blue clothes, shrouded in dazzling sunlight, and she seemed to have become dazzling.
When she saw him coming out, she didn't speak, only smiled and shook the popsicle in her hand.
Song Jinglan laughed and shook his head, fluttering down and sitting beside her.
Lin Feilu enthusiastically handed over his new work: "Aloe-flavored! Try it."
Even though she has grown a lot taller now, Song Jinglan sitting next to her is still much taller than her.
In six years, Xiaomei has grown into a big one. His good-looking facial features have completely faded from his immaturity. The heroic youth and gentle beauty blend in him perfectly, and his gestures are pleasing to the eye, just like on a university campus. The gentle senior who has made countless girls secretly admire is simply stunning in the world.
Looking at handsome guys can prolong your life, and watching the best handsome guys can live forever. Lin Feilu thinks that by looking at him more, he can live for another ten years.
Um! This is why she likes to run to Cuizhuju!
Even the action of biting the popsicle is so elegant and beautiful, Lin Feilu appreciated it for a while and asked, "Is it delicious?"
Song Jinglan nodded: "It's delicious."
She laughed: "No matter what I send over, Your Highness never said it was not good."
He turned his head and smiled slightly: "Whatever the princess does is delicious."
Looking at those soft eyes seriously, Lin Feilu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She turned her head and took a bite of the popsicle. The ice slag was broken in her mouth, and her voice was a bit vague: "Your Royal Highness will coax girls like this. From now on I don't know who will be cheaper."
After speaking, I felt that I was strange again. Why did he sound sour
Lin Feilu immediately answered in a joking tone: "When will your Highness return to China? If you stay here all the time, I'm afraid you won't even be able to marry a wife."
The wind blew his white clothes, and Song Jinglan lowered his eyelashes slightly: "If I return to China, will the princess forget me?"
Lin Feilu glanced at him in surprise: "Why? Be confident about your looks! I won't forget such a beautiful Highness!"
Song Jinglan lowered his eyes and smiled.
He said, "That's good."
He looked up again, and asked if nothing had happened: "I heard that your majesty is choosing a son-in-law for the princess?"
Lin Feilu was speechless: "Why do you even know about it?" She paused and said again, "But it's strange that you don't know."
Sometimes she wondered if this person had bugged all over the palace.
Song Jinglan still smiled: "Does the princess have a favorite?"
It is not the first time that Lin Feilu has been asked this question, but when this sentence came out of his mouth, she was a little flustered for some reason, and quickly took a bite of the popsicle to calm down, and then whispered: "Nothing."
its not right! Although Xiaomei has grown into a big beautiful now, her mental age is still older than him!
How can you be shy in front of him! It’s too deep to live in this body for too long.
Thinking of this, she turned her head to look at him, akimbo and said loudly, "No!"
Song Jinglan was amused by her righteousness, stretched out her palm and gently touched the top of her head: "Okay, I see."
Tiandong heard the movement and turned around, only then saw two people sitting on the wall.
He picked up the chopped firewood and walked aside, muttering as he walked: "Eating a popsicle and changing so many places, this yard is not enough for you to change."
Lin Feilu threw the finished popsicle stick as a dart, "I heard it!"
Tiandong ran away in a slip of smoke.
She snorted and pulled the corner of Song Jinglan's clothes to wipe her hands. After wiping, she still felt sticky. Seeing her small face wrinkled into a ball, Song Jinglan jumped off the wall, moistened her veil with water, and took it over to wipe her hands.
Lin Feilu was satisfied now.
She asked him: "But my lord, when are you going back to China?"
I can't stay here for a lifetime.
Song Jinglan squinted at the floating bamboo forest, with an inexplicable smile in his tone: "It's coming soon."
Lin Feilu nodded.
I don't know what procedures are needed to return the proton. If Lin Di does not let go, she will have to find a way to help him.