Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf

In the past two years, Lin Feilu ran out of the palace, every time he had to ask for the imperial decree of the imperial palace. Lin Di was too annoyed, so he simply gave her a jade medal to travel freely. After returning to Mingyue Palace and changing into a humble but still beautiful dress, I got on the carriage and left the palace.

Near the outside of the palace, she was a little nervous, for fear that Xi Xingjiang squatted here. Fortunately, Xi Xingjiang was not so boring. The carriage drove out of the palace smoothly and headed towards East Street.

Every time she goes out of the palace, there are guards who will follow her. Naturally, she cannot let them see this time. After going to the docking courtyard, Song Yu was asked to help her and slip through the window.

All the way to the East Street, the Schima superba tree.

Tonight’s Long Street is really very lively, and people have already seen people come and go before Main Street. A series of lanterns under the cornices brighten the night.

The sparse branches and leaves of the Schima superba tree are tied with red ropes, and clusters of flowers are squeezed into the branches, floating in the night.

Song Jinglan was already there.

She was wearing white clothes and a mask on her face. Although she couldn't see her face, her whole body was cold and dusty, and her long body was jade. The trees and lotus were all embellished, which caused the passing girls to look frequently.

Lin Feilu suddenly became crazy.

Ahhhhhhhh, it feels like a date! Why does this person become more attractive as he grows up?

She used to tease others, but now she has been teased like this by a teenager younger than herself?

No! Very unbelievable!

Lin Feilu took two deep breaths, calmed his mind, and ran towards him with the skirt.

Song Jinglan felt a little bit. He turned his head to look, because he couldn't see his expression through the mask, but Lin Feilu thought he should be smiling.

The floating shadow of the lantern filled his hair.

He also held an identical mask in his hand, and when she ran closer, he raised his hand to put the mask on her. When standing in front of him, Lin Feilu had to look up to look at him. The mask was a little bigger, and he slid slightly.

Song Jinglan then bent down and stretched his fingers behind her head to help her adjust the height again.

Lin Feilu did not hide his excitement and asked: "Where shall we go first?"

He smiled softly: "Where does the deer want to go?"

He didn't call her the princess for the first time. Lin Feilu was bumped by the little deer who shouted. He looked at the front and said perfunctorily: "Go ahead and stroll around."

The long street is brightly lit, with people coming and going, and it is more lively than the day. In addition to the snacks on weekdays, there are more people who guess lantern riddles and paint lanterns and sell masks.

Many people were carrying a lantern in their hands, and Lin Feilu also leaned in front of the vendor and chose a lantern that painted Chang'e flying to the moon. The hawker laughed and said, "If the girl can guess the anagram on the lamp, the lamp will be given to the girl. If she can't guess, she will have to pay for it."

I saw that the lampshade read "Lone Star Looking South".

Although Lin Feilu was smart, she had never played this kind of word game before. He couldn't figure out the routine for a while. The hawker saw that she couldn't figure it out for a long time, so he said: "If the girl can't figure it out, she has to pay for it. Up."

Lin Feilu said: "Who said I can't guess it!"

She turned to Song Jinglan, who was beside her, for help.

Song Jinglan looked around as if nothing had happened, received her signal for help, turned his head and smiled: "Zhuang."

The hawker said with joy: "The son is really amazing. This lantern has baffled many people tonight! If you get it right, I will give it to you!"

Lin Feilu happily took the lantern, suddenly thought of something, and pointed to another lantern with a butterfly drawing and said, "I still want this."

Song Jinglan glanced: "Ye."

Vendor: "Wow! The son is really amazing! He guessed a word again!"

Lin Feilu fell in love with this game immediately, and pointed out all the lanterns hanging by the vendors: "I still want this, this, this, this!"

Song Jinglan only said the correct anagram every time.

The hawker praised him at first, and finally cried out: "This young man, this girl, please be merciful to your subordinates! There are small ones, old ones, and small ones, just want to eat a meal!"

Lin Feilu laughed so badly that his stomach hurts, of course, in the end, all he had to do was to fly to the moon. The surrounding area was shoulder to shoulder. When she turned around, she unconsciously pulled his hand. When the finger touched his well-knotted wrist, she suddenly remembered that this place is about giving and receiving from men and women.

But Ladu pulled it. She was really worried about squeezing the two apart, so she turned her head and asked seriously: "Dian...Xiao Song, do you mind if I pull your hand?"

The eyebrows under Song Jinglan's mask twitched: "Little Song?"

Lin Feilu: "Oh, it seems that you mind me calling you Xiao Song more than I am holding your hand."

Song Jinglan said, "Yes."

Lin Feilu: "Xiao Song Xiao Song Xiao Song!"

Looking through the eyes of the mask, those eyes seemed to be much deeper than in the past. After looking at each other for a moment, he laughed: "Little deer can shout whatever he wants."

Lin Feilu is not working anymore.

Sorry, there is no resistance to gentleness QAQ

Across the long street, there is a moat in front of the river, Yangliu Yiyi beside the river, and a small arch bridge. At this time, the surface of the river is already full of lotus lanterns, and many men and women are squatting down by the river to set up lanterns.

Lin Feilu also pulled Song Jinglan towards him, urging him to take out the two lanterns she made.

Compared with professional craftsmen, the two lotus lanterns she made are very crude and inferior. Lin Feilu always felt that he would sink the lamp once he put it down. He wanted to buy two new ones, but Song Jinglan had already borrowed pen and paper from the vendor nearby, and wrote his wish and put it in the wick.

Song Jinglan turned his head and saw the girl making a wish with her eyes closed and her hands together.

When she opened her eyes, he asked in a low voice, "What wish did Xiaolu make?"

Lin Feilu said, "What else can I wish for on the Qiao Qiao Festival?"

Song Jinglan looked at her quietly, for a long time, and smiled slightly: "Really."

Although it is a question, there is no questioning tone.

The crowd next to him began to rush forward: "The Qi Tian Lantern is about to start!"

Lin Feilu grabbed his wrist, "Hurry up, let's go take a good position!"

Song Jinglan lowered his eyes and was dragged forward by her. But there were too many people, and they rushed in from all directions, and when they walked past the crowd, they were already crowded.

Lin Feilu accidentally stepped on the foot of the brawny man next to him, and the man turned his head and yelled at her fiercely, "Doesn't have eyes! Looking for death!"

Before she could scold her, she was circled in her arms by an arm. She was only as high as his chest. When she was circled by him, the crowd seemed to be separated from her. The fierce man was squeezing forward with the crowd. Suddenly, his legs and knees hurt, like a knife pierced in. The pain caused him to scream and knelt immediately.

In the previous episode, Lin Feilu didn't notice that she had been taken away from the crowd by Song Jinglan and walked towards the end.

Lin Feilu is still a little unhappy: "I want to go to the front row--"

Song Jinglan's voice rang above her head: "We are on the other side."

When he reached the end of the crowd, the crowd finally dissipated, but instead of letting go, he swept her into his arms and whispered: "Princess, hold me tight."

Lin Feilu subconsciously hugged his waist.

The next moment, his body rose in the air and headed towards the towering tower not far away.

The stairs echoed the towers. It was the place where the guards would keep their guards on weekdays. Just climbing the stairs would take a while. With Lin Feilu's light work, he would never dare to fly above this. But Song Jinglan hugged her, but flew up easily.

Fly to the top of the ring, the crowd became small below, and the entire imperial city had a panoramic view, the night breeze engulfed the fragrance, and even the stars seemed to be within reach.

Lin Feilu said: "Wow--"

After wow, I dared not let go of holding him.

The top cover was slanted, and she was afraid it would slip off as soon as she let go.

After learning light work for so long, for the first time I found that I might still be a little afraid of heights...

Song Jinglan laughed, sat down holding her hand, and said softly, "Princess, don't be afraid."

The Qi Tian Lantern below has already begun to rise one by one.

Looking down from this angle, it looked like scattered and flickering stars. Gradually, the Qi Tiandeng flew higher and higher, and began to fly to them and in front of them. The wind blew, and the flame in the lampshade made a whirring sound. They are sitting in this sky lantern, like stars falling on the earth.

Lin Feilu saw the wish of blessing written on the lampshade flying in front of her, she stretched out her hand, trying to touch the bright lampshade, and the night wind blew it away again.

She was a little happy, turned her head and said to him: "So beautiful!"

He looked at her and smiled: "Well, it's beautiful."

The crowd of people watching the lights on the ground also raised their heads and looked up, vaguely seeing two people sitting on the top of the tower, asking the side inconceivably: "Do you think there is someone on it?"

Someone sneered: "How is it possible! Who can fly so high, is it a fairy?!"

It was so far away, and the sky was dark, only when Qi Tiandeng flew to them, could the person on the ground look up.

Xi Xingjiang, who was sitting by the window of the restaurant and admiring the lights, also heard someone say this, holding a wine glass and said in his heart, am I not a god?

He slowly looked up to the high tower, and there was a Qitian Lantern flying by, reflecting the figure on the top of the tower. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his ears and eyes are more sensitive than ordinary people, and he can see more clearly than them. There are indeed two people sitting on it.

Although only two vague figures can be seen, Xi Xingjiang always feels that the weaker figure among them is a bit familiar.

No way? !

He finished his glass of wine in one sip, walked to the window and looked intently, but he couldn't see anything.

At such a glance, Xi Xingjiang was a little distracted, and the wine began to drink too much, so he just got up and left. The companion behind him shouted: "My son, why did you leave?"

Xi Xingjiang didn't look back, but just waved back.

He left the restaurant and went all the way to the palace. At the moment the palace gate was closed. The guard saw someone standing there and walked over vigilantly. He was relieved to see that he was the one who wondered: "It's so late, is your Royal Highness going to enter the palace?"

Xi Xingjiang leaned against the wall: "Don't go in, wait for someone."

The guard was not good to ask anything, and went back to stand guard.

In fact, he felt that he had probably read it wrong, but there is always a small amount of thought that instigated him to come to verify. Xi Xingjiang looked up at the night sky and the bright moon, feeling that he was really bored.

After waiting for about half an hour, he yawned, laughed at himself, and moved forward to leave.

Just a few steps out, I heard the sound of the carriage rolling over the stone slabs gradually approaching, Xi Xingjiang stopped in place, and gnashing his teeth and saying: "You didn't mean to beg for cleverness. Can't you leave the palace during festival!"

He was very good at martial arts and heard Lin Feilu in the car urging with a small voice: "Go, go, leave him alone!"

Xi Xingjiang: "..."

He was so angry that he leaped in from the car window with a little toe.

Lin Feilu and Song Yu were taken aback.

In response, Lin Feilu scolded him: "Xi Xingjiang, are you sick?"

Xi Xingjiang stared at her gloomily: "You were the one on the top of the tower just now?"

Lin Feilu did not change his face: "What tower? What are you talking about, I don't understand. Hurry down, I'm going back to the palace!"

Xi Xingjiang stared at her for a long time, but couldn't see any clues on the face of the folk Oscar queen, and couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

Lin Feilu attacked him: "If I don't go down, I will call the guard!"

Xi Xingjiang was so angry that he reached out and poked her head, but Lin Feilu avoided it flexibly. He gritted his teeth alone for a while, then dullly took out a folded paper lantern from his arms and handed it to her: "This is the lantern I got from the lantern riddle tonight. I guessed it with difficulty. Take it."

Lin Feilu said: "I don't want it, I have it."

Xi Xingjiang couldn't help but put the paper lantern into her hand: "It must be!"

After speaking, he put his hand on top of her head and leaped out of the car window.

Lin Feilu looked at the paper lantern in his hand, and recalled his phrase "finally guessed it", feeling weird...

After begging for cleverness, the temperature gradually dropped. It was not as hot as before, and Lin Feilu no longer went out of the palace often. In addition, as Muqiu approached, the prince's marriage was getting closer, and there were too many people going in and out of the palace every day, so Lin Feilu consciously did not increase the task of interrogating the guards.

As the first prince in the royal family to marry a wife, Lin Qing seemed very calm. For him, this marriage was just a bargaining chip to stabilize his position. He didn't care whether he married Si Miaoran or Shi Miaoran.

But Lin Feilu felt that since he was going to get married, he should at least have a little expectation and joy for the marriage and the partner. Otherwise, the marriage would be completely reduced to a political method, and it would be too pitiful, so he went to the East Palace every day to do it for Lin Qing. Thought work.

Lin Qing was so annoyed by her that she deliberately scared her: "I knew you were so passionate about marriage. The last time Yu Shi came to my father to marry you for his son, I should agree!"

Lin Feilu was really frightened, her eyes widened: "Everything is Yushi? What do you want to marry?" She thought of something, and said in surprise: "You mean Ran Ye?"

Lin Qing raised his eyebrows: "You know who it is, so it seems to have this meaning?"

Lin Feilu almost shook his head.

She knew why Ran Ye was beaten last time in Ziyu Forest.

But Xi Xingjiang was also a problem. She had a headache when she thought of it, and went to Lin Qing to practice her coquettish trick: "Prince elder brother, if Xi Xingjiang comes to ask my father to marry me, you must not agree to it."

Lin Qing looked at her amusedly: "You don't like Xingjiang? He is now a young and promising major general, admired by countless women in Beijing, and the threshold of the general's mansion will be flattened by people who say that he is relative."

Xiao Wu always makes sense at times like this. She said: "Since so many people like it, why should I be a bad guy, please give the majority of Beijing girls a chance. Good things can't be taken by our royal family." It’s done with people."

Lin Qing: "..."

Lin Feilu begged for a long time and got Lin Qing's assurance. A stone finally fell in his heart, and he happily talked about his marriage: "I heard that a few days ago, my sister-in-law would enter the palace to greet the emperor's grandmother and empress. I’ll take a look at that time. Does the prince brother have anything to ask his sister-in-law? I’ll help you ask."

Lin Qing just smiled and shook his head: "No, don't scare people with excessive enthusiasm."

Asking and asking, asking for good and bad, nothing can change, so why bother.

As summer passes and autumn comes, when the leaves of the palace fall, the breath of autumn gradually becomes stronger, and the marriage of the prince of national concern is finally approaching.

Lin Feilu heard the news that Song Guojun was seriously ill.

The news can reach here from Song State, it can be seen that this has not happened in the past two days, I am afraid it has been seriously ill for some time.

When Lin Feilu heard the news, she had a foreboding that Xiaomei might be returning to China. According to the rules, Proton's return to China was to send someone from Song Kingdom to negotiate and then get approval from Emperor Lin.

But after waiting, waiting until Lin Qing's marriage was only two days away, no one came to Song State, and Lin Emperor didn't mean to let Song Jinglan leave.

Lin Feilu felt that Song Guo might have forgotten that there is a prince here.

The monarch was seriously ill, and Song Dynasty’s political affairs were so chaotic that they might have started fighting.