Chapter 107: | 【107】

Song Jinglan led the horse closer.
Lin Zhanyuan shyly left his sister's arms, and when he raised his head, he saw the smiling person next to him, and said happily, "It's the seventh brother!"
He hasn't met many people, and he hasn't encountered too many things. In his simple life, he remembers the people who are good to him.
Lin Feilu corrected him: "How many times have you said it, not the seventh brother!"
Lin Zhanyuan still pointed to himself as before: "Six!" Then he pointed to Song Jinglan: "Seven!"
Then he shouted very confidently: "Seventh brother!"
Song Jinglan smiled and nodded: "Well, sixth brother."
Lin Zhanyuan was extremely happy, and turned to Lin Feilu and said, "Right!"
Lin Feilu: "Yes, my brother is right."
Lin Zhanyuan shook his head and shook his head. Originally, he wanted to reach out to hold his sister, but then remembered that his hands were gray and dirty when playing marbles, so he rubbed his clothes and held Lin Feilu's cuffs instead: "Sister , I will take you to see the little animals!"
Lin Feilu smiled and asked, "Which little animals are there?"
Lin Zhanyuan shook his fingers as he walked: "There are many! Puppies, kittens, bunnies, foxes, monkeys, and many thorns! Newcomers!"
Lin Feilu looked cooperative: "Wow, is it a little hedgehog?"
In fact, Lin Zhanyuan didn't know the name of the little animal that the seniors on Qinshan sent, but the younger sister said yes, so be it.
So he nodded seriously: "Yes, it's a little hedgehog!"
The Prince Qi’s Mansion was built at the back of the village, backed by the Qin Mountain, and a stream from the mountain stream merges into the lake next to it. There are a few waterfowl and white geese floating on the lake. A large open space is enclosed by a fence with cloth inside. The rockery filled with wooden houses is like an animal dwelling.
Lin Feilu saw a monkey swinging on a branch from a distance, chasing a furry squirrel crawling up and down.
She held a small speaker with her hands on her lips and shouted: "Empty!"
Seeing through the sound, after recognizing Lin Feilu, the little monkey stopped chasing the squirrel. He swung far away from the tree, and after jumping out of the fence, he ran on Lin Feilu's shoulder.
It has grown a lot and heavier, Lin Feilu has to drag its red with his hands.
She turned her head and introduced to Song Jinglan proudly: "This is the little monkey I raised." She cleared her throat: "Kongkong, give Xiao Song a salute."
The little monkey hadn't carried out this instruction for a long time, and was stunned, then hesitantly raised his small paw and placed it on his head and scratched it.
Lin Feilu was heartbroken: "Empty, you have become stupid!"
Kongkong screamed while holding his head, as if retorting.
Song Jinglan looked at this person and monkey, and shook his head with a smile.
There are no guards standing guard at the gate of Prince Qi's Mansion, and there are not many people waiting inside. Most of the time, Lin Ting likes to do it by himself. It's just that the little servant who has been following him since childhood and the old butler of the Royal Palace who had been in Beijing at the time followed. Hearing the sound of laughter outside, the little servant who was weeding the flower bed in the courtyard ran out to take a look, and said with joy, "Five princesses! "
He hurriedly saluted, Lin Feilu had no time to speak, the young man had already turned around and ran in excitedly to report the letter: "The Lord! The Yanxin girl has taken the five princesses back!"
Lin Feilu: "?"
The word grabbing is very spiritual.
Lin Ting walked out quickly.
He has always been gentle and calm, and his every move gives people the feeling of being bathed in the spring breeze. Seeing the smiling girl outside the door, her eyes were already red before she spoke.
However, he was very knowledgeable. He saw Song Jinglan standing beside Lin Feilu, and quickly covered his gaffe, and bowed his hand to Song Jinglan.
Song Jinglan smiled and said, "King Qi, don't come here without problems."
Lin Feilu has jumped over, "Brother Dahuang, are you scared by me!"
Lin Ting smiled and shook his head: "How can I be scared? This is a great surprise." He took the baggage in Yan Xin's hand, and asked as he walked in, "It's very tiring to go on the road. How long do you plan to stay here this time?"
Lin Feilu said: "At least the New Year is over!"
Lin Ting couldn't hide his joy: "Okay, let's celebrate the New Year together."
Compared with the Prince Qi Palace in the middle of Beijing, the Prince Palace at the foot of Qin Mountain looks very simple, more like a small farmhouse after returning, full of life. Lin Ting took the two to another yard. There were two walnut trees planted in that yard. Although the branches and buds were withered in winter, you can imagine how big walnuts they can produce after the season.
Lin Ting is accustomed to the servants in the house, and said to Song Jinglan a little apologetically: "The living room is simple and simple, not more than the palace, but also looking at Haihan."
Song Jinglan said gently: "I and Xiaolu also set up a house in Lincheng, which is similar to yours in this country house."
Lin Ting was relieved now.
Xiao Si boiled hot water to bring them to them. Only now did he know that the man who was with the fifth princess was the emperor of Song Dynasty. Thinking of the rumors he heard, and then thinking about the words he just said. My legs were trembling when I brought the water, and I ran away after sending the water.
In order to reach Qinshan as soon as possible, it is indeed a bit exhausting to speed up the road.
In order for them to take a good rest, Lin Ting took Lin Zhanyuan away. The kid was so coaxed and said that he would take him to buy new year gifts for his sister, and he agreed.
After taking a hot bath, Lin Feilu went to bed and was paralyzed. When Song Jinglan came over from the bath, the sound of sleeping breathing was heard from the bed.
He didn't wake her up, and lay on the bed lightly, put his soft body in his arms, and closed his eyes.
The sky outside was not dark yet, and the light and shadow of the evening came in through the window, and the soft light golden light seemed to envelope the bed, as if even time was slowing down. She frowned in his arms, seeming to sleep unsteadily because of the glare of the light.
She never likes to sleep too bright.
Song Jinglan raised her hand slightly, blocking the position of her eyebrows, blocking the light of the evening, and she finally fell asleep again.
This time I didn't sleep for too long, and Lin Feilu woke up in about half an hour.
There was also a ray of orange sunset outside the courtyard, shining on the two walnut trees, and you could faintly hear the barking of dogs in the distance, and the sound of adults calling children home for dinner.
Lin Feilu stretched his waist and squeezed into his arms, his voice still showing a lazy hoarse: "I like this place so much."
Song Jinglan stroked her back with the palm of her hand and gently stroked: "After that, we will come every year."
Lin Feilu raised his head slightly, rubbed his forehead against his chin, and asked with a smile: "Your Majesty Song State always runs to Dalin, are you afraid of being assassinated?"
Over his head came his low smile: "The queen is so powerful, she will protect the lonely."
Lin Feilu said, "What if I can't beat the assassin?"
Song Jinglan thought for a while, and said in deep thought, "The lonely person can only protect himself."
The little thing in his arms hummed as he twisted, "Speaking of which, your Majesty has to come with me."
He squeezed her earlobe: "Well, wherever the queen goes, wherever the lonely goes."
Lin Feilu sighed: "What a foolish lord."
Song Jinglan laughed and squeezed the back of her neck: "Get up, Xiao Liu is here."
Lin Feilu listened attentively and heard nothing, but he had said so, surely it was correct, so he got up from his arms and jumped out of bed to get dressed. Sure enough, as soon as I finished putting on my clothes, I heard the footsteps from far to near, and then the door was violently knocked, and Lin Zhanyuan's panting voice came: "Sister! Sister!"
Lin Feilu ran to open the door. Lin Zhanyuan held a box in his arms and happily handed it over: "A gift for my sister!"
Not far away came Lin Ting's helpless voice: "Little Liu, I said that I won't give it to my sister until the New Year's Day."
Lin Zhanyuan turned his head and said angrily, "Can't wait! I will give it to my sister now!"
Song Jinglan in the room approached slowly, and asked with a smile, "Brother Six, where's mine?"
Lin Zhanyuan turned his head and looked at him nervously, twisting his cuffs, and said with a guilty conscience: "I...I didn't buy for the seventh brother...I don't have enough money..."
Song Jinglan sighed sadly.
Lin Zhanyuan said immediately, "I'm going to buy it for the seventh brother now!"
When the words fell, he turned his head and ran away.
Lin Feilu couldn't smile, turned around and hit him.
Lin Zhanyuan came back for dinner, holding a bag in his hand, and went straight to Song Jinglan, offering treasures like: "Seventh brother, your gift!"
Song Jinglan raised his eyebrows, smiled and accepted: "What is this?"
Lin Zhanyuan proudly akimbo: "It's my favorite!"
Song Jinglan opened the bag and saw that it was filled with colorful marbles. Lin Zhanyuan stepped over and said quietly, "You are the one with the most marbles here! I only have three. Ten or thirty-two."
He pointed his finger at the bag, and said in a stingy voice, "There are fifty in there!"
Song Jinglan put the heavy bag away, put it in his cuffs, turned his head, saw Lin Zhanyuan still looking at him eagerly, couldn't help but smile: "What's the matter?"
He blinked his eyes and looked very much like Lin Feilu: "Aren't you playing?"
Thoughtful Song Jinglan took out the bag again, "Then play a game."
Lin Zhanyuan nodded cheerfully: "Okay!"
So when Lin Ting and Lin Feilu came over, they saw Emperor Song squatting on the ground and playing marbles with the little fool.
The little idiot also disliked him: "Seventh brother, I will lose all your marbles!"
Song Jinglan sighed, "Brother Six, let me."
Lin Zhanyuan squeezed, "Okay, let me let my brother." He looked at the marbles in his hand reluctantly, and then said to himself to encourage himself: "My sister said that humility is a kind of virtue!"
Lin Feilu smiled and came over: "Let's play again tomorrow, ready to eat."
Lin Zhanyuan looked at his seventh brother and his younger sister, and finally asked seriously: "Seventh brother, shall I let you tomorrow?"
Song Jinglan smiled and stood up: "Okay."
After the two of them played for a while, their hands were grey, and Lin Feilu took one hand and took them to wash their hands.
She had taught Lin Zhanyuan's hand-washing song before, and he developed a habit since he was a child, and would follow the steps taught by his sister every time. When he finished singing and washing his hands, he turned his head and saw that his seventh brother kissed his sister with a smile.
Lin Zhanyuan suddenly screamed and rushed to block between the two, open his arms and shouted: "You can't kiss your sister! Boys can't kiss your sister!"
Lin Feilu stood behind him with a stomachache with a smile.
He was still angrily questioning the seventh brother opposite: "Why do you want to kiss your sister!"
Song Jinglan said in time: "Because I am your sister's husband."
Lin Zhanyuan was stunned for a while, before turning around and hesitating to ask Lin Feilu: "What is the younger sister's husband?"
Lin Feilu touched his head, and said softly, "I'm a person who has been with my sister for a long time and grows old."