Chapter 87: | 【87】

Lin Feilu was worried that Lin Jingyuan jumped the wall and escaped, so he squatted on the wall and fed the mosquitoes for a while.
The uncontaminated mosquitoes bite people in summer nights. But for the sake of this fourth brother who is not worrying, she can only bear it. As a result, after waiting, Lin Feilu found that not only did the man not escape, but the candle in the room had gone out.
Duplicate dog stuff?
In order to avoid hearing something that shouldn't be heard, Lin Feilu quickly slipped away.
The next day, Lin Jingyuan brought Mu Tingyun into the palace to greet Emperor Lin and Concubine Xian.
Because of this marriage, Lin Jingyuan was awkward for a long time. When she saw Concubine Xian yesterday, she still had a blank face. Concubine Xian thought that she would only see her daughter-in-law come into the palace to please her, but she didn't expect her son to bring him over.
Although she still looked a little awkward, there was no noise or noise, and together with Mu Tingyun, they offered her tea. Concubine Xian also confessed Mu Tingyun's future duties as the princess. Mu Tingyun should have been obediently. After drinking some tea, the two of them left.
Before leaving, Concubine Xian cast a deep-smiling look at Lin Jingyuan. She was clearly saying: Mother still don’t know what you like? Are you satisfied now?
Lin Jingyuan recalled his previous behaviors, and suddenly became a little irritated, and walked forward with his head buried in the palace.
Mu Tingyun was petite and dressed in palace costumes. Naturally, he could not walk longer than his steps. At first he could speed up his steps and be side by side, but only trot all the way to keep up with him.
Lin Jingyuan walked alone for a while, and suddenly found that his wife was missing. Looking back, she was walking slowly behind her, separated from him by the boss.
Lin Jingyuan sullenly said: "Go faster!"
Mu Tingyun suddenly raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw that he was standing in front of him with a heavy face, and then lowered his head again, and trot over with his skirt.
Lin Jingyuan realized that her eye circles were red when she ran to her.
Her eyes are already big, and this red color is especially pitiful.
Lin Jingyuan suddenly became uncomfortable with his hands and feet: "What are you crying for!"
Mu Tingyun was trembling fiercely by him, holding back tears and retorting in a low voice: "I, I didn't cry..."
With that being said, his eyes became redder and red, and Lin Jingyuan's mind was confused, and he quickly recalled how he coaxed when he looked like Xiaolu before. However, he found that he could coax the deer naturally, and when facing his princess, he was somewhat restrained.
Seeing that the tears in her eyes were about to fall, Lin Jingyuan stretched out her hand in front of her with a sullen face: "I'll be holding you, not going so fast, okay?"
Mu Tingyun looked at him blankly.
Lin Jingyuan hooked his finger impatiently: "Give me your hand!"
Mu Tingyun slowly put the soft and small hand on his hand, and as soon as Lin Jingyuan grasped it, the palm of her hand wrapped her entire hand.
This time he really slowed down and just led her out of the palace like this.
Three days after getting married, the bride will return home. The family of Zuo Du Yushi knew that His Royal Highness King Jing was not satisfied with this marriage. On the day of marriage, he had a black face throughout the whole process and everyone saw it, saying that he was not uncomfortable.
They have been pets from childhood to big jewels in the palm, but they have to be left out after marrying. How can parents not feel bad about it? But this is a marriage gift, and they have no guts to resist the decree. Mrs. Mu shed tears when she thought of this in the past few days, and Zuo Du Yushi could only persuade the prince to marry somehow, and she shined the lintel.
On the day of returning to the door, the family had been waiting at the door early.
In fact, everyone's heart is very different, worrying about the temperament of His Royal Highness King Yijing, if you don't like it, I am afraid that he will not be with him if he returns to the door.
The thought of her daughter going back to the door alone, Madam Mu cried again when she stood at the door. Weeping and crying, I saw the carriage approaching. His Royal Highness King Jing in Jinyi and Huafu got out of the car first, and then reached out to help Mu Tingyun down.
The few concubines of the Mu family were not the masters of peace. They were waiting to see the jokes. Who expected that His Royal Highness King Jing not only came, but also seemed to take care of the princess?
At first, everyone thought that this was a superficial effort that His Royal Highness King Jing took into consideration the face of the court officials.
It was not until after lunch, when Mu Tingyun got up, his knee accidentally hit the corner of the table, and he limped a little while walking. Walking out of the hall, Mrs. Mu was calling for the maid to come and help, but when he saw His Royal Highness King Jing leaned over, he directly hugged Mu Tingyun and hugged him.
At the moment when his body was suspended, Mu Tingyun exclaimed a little, and subconsciously hugged his neck. Feeling the shocked gaze around him, he buried his head in his shoulder with embarrassment.
Lin Jingyuan was still very prestigious in front of others, and said quietly: "This king can hold the princess and go back to rest. You don't have to follow."
As soon as he left, Mrs. Mu immediately hid her face with Pa and cried. Zuo Du Yushi was also very emotional: "Well, you used to worry about Yun'er. Now seeing the attitude of His Royal Highness King Jing, you can be considered relieved? Don't cry. Up."
Mrs. Mu cried and laughed, "I am happy."
After being shocked around, they all congratulated.
Lin Jingyuan didn't know how much impact his actions had on the herders. He walked around with his wife very handsomely, and then found that he was lost.
It’s the Imperial Palace, after all, it’s the first time he has come, so he had to cough and ask the girl in his arms: "How do you get to your boudoir?"
Mu Tingyun's ears were red, and he stretched out his fingers and pointed aside.
Lin Jingyuan just walked over, Mu Tingyun looked up at his always squeezed handsome features, and whispered: "Master, I can go by myself."
Lin Jingyuan lowered his head and stared at her: "This king is happy to hold it!"
He always did this fierce look. At first, Mu Tingyun was a little afraid, but now he is not at all afraid. She pursed her lips and smiled, rubbing her head obediently against his neck. She was soft all over her body, even her hair was so soft, rubbing against his neck, scratching him.
The fact that His Royal Highness King and the princess showed their affection in public on the day they returned soon spread. After all, his anti-marriage was also talked about for a while by everyone. Unexpectedly, his attitude after marriage took a big turn. He slapped himself in the face, and also slapped the melon-eaters who were waiting to see him marry one hundred concubines.
Lin Feilu, who heard about it: The true fragrance law may be late, but it will never be absent.
She just said that the emperor father likes the fourth brother so much, how could he give the marriage a tough attitude regardless of his wishes, co-authoring is a thorough understanding of the taste of her own son.
Worthy of being a father and son!
Lin Jingyuan’s relative 10%, Lin Feilu has nothing else to do every day, so he devotes himself to developing his brother’s wives into his own close friends. She called into the palace to pick up the consort.
Time flickered into winter, and one morning before dawn, Lin Feilu was still asleep when suddenly he heard nine death knells from the palace.
Seven sounds of emperor collapse, nine sounds of queen mother.
Lin Feilu suddenly sat up from the bed.
At the same time Song Yu hurried into the house, Lin Feilu asked nervously, "Did you hear Song Yu?"
Song Yu slowly nodded: "Princess, it's the queen mother..."
Lin Feilu's heart seemed to be tightened, and he did not breathe for a few seconds.
Song Yu took the clothes over, choked up and said, "Princess, let's dress, it's time to enter the palace."
In the forty-nine year of Dalin Tianyuan, the queen mother died and the whole country mourned.
The queen mother passed away in Mount Wutai without any illness or accident. The night before, she smiled and listened to the eminent monks' lectures. When the willow branches entered the house the next morning, the person was no longer there.
According to the current words, it is joy and mourning.
The news spread back to Beijing as soon as possible. After nine death knells were sounded in the palace, preparations for the funeral of the Queen Mother began. Prince Lin Qing and Jing Wang Lin Jingyuan rushed to Wutai Mountain and helped the spirit back to Beijing.
Lin Feilu entered the palace that morning, followed by a series of complicated funeral ceremonies, and she was too busy to even care about sadness. A few days later, Lin Ting also rushed back, and when the queen mother's coffin returned to Beijing, he began to guard the spirit of condolences.
Lin Feilu has never experienced the death of a loved one.
When she was in the car accident, her grandparents were still alive.
The time she spent with the Queen Mother was not long, not as good as Lin Zhanyuan, and at the beginning, she was close to purpose and scheming to get the Queen Mother’s special treatment.
But the warmth in getting along with each other later was not fake, and the voice of "Emperor Grandmother" was not completely true. She was still thinking about waiting for this winter to take Lin Zhanyuan to Wutai Mountain to accompany the elderly for a period of time, but who would have expected that the company last winter was the last time of her grandchildren.
There were cries all around, and there was a bit of truth in it.
Lin Feilu threw a handful of millet stalks into the brazier, and silently said in his heart: Grandma, go all the way.