Chapter 4 Meeting with Parents

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Mama Lin cautiously walked into the room with a hundred-year-old agarwood box in both hands, and placed the box on the small round table next to the beauty couch.

Chaolin Langyue smiled lovingly: "Miss, it's all here." ”

Lin Langyue came out of Mrs. Lin's arms, walked to the round table, and stretched out her hand to open the big wooden box.

There are a total of 12 compartments in the wooden box, which contains overseas music boxes, dolls, some small animals made of novel materials, large bags of pearls and various colored gemstones, and a bracelet made of unknown materials.

As soon as Lin Langyue saw the bracelet, she felt a strong attraction, and she didn't have time to think about why, so she put the bracelet on her hand.

"Look at you like that, no one is robbing you." Father Lin stood beside Lin Langyue at some point, watching his little daughter choose with interest.

"Daddy," Lin Langyue shouted in surprise.

Father Lin is middle-aged, his appearance is elegant and gentle, and his figure is quite implied by official authority, Lin Langyue's appearance follows him, although he has peach blossom eyes, he looks fresh and clean and has his own demeanor.

"You're kidding your daughter again, I just love it. The things that the daughter likes must be put in her hand to feel at ease, and they all say that the daughter is more than the father, doesn't the father still know the daughter? ”

"You don't know who this character has. Girls still have to be soft, too rigid and domineering, easy to be wronged. Father Lin said helplessly, his eyes were soft and loving.

"Like whom? Of course it's like you, sir. Female Xiao's father, female Xiao's father, are all such a temper. Mrs. Lin laughed and quipped.

"Okay, okay, like me, like me, like me, my daughter is like me, and my son is like me, what's wrong?" Father Lin waved his hand nonchalantly, and his tone was gentle.

Then he turned around and said to Lin Langyue, who was snickering: "Yue'er, it's not early, hurry up and go to the academy, study hard, we are a scholarly family, a famous family for generations, but we don't pay attention to those small families Women are not talented and virtuous, Yue'er, you study hard, and in the future, follow your father to make a big show and kill the Quartet, ah... Oops. ”

Father Lin let out a ghostly crying wolf howl.

It turned out that Mrs. Lin twisted Father Lin's waist hard, "It seems that only our family is famous, and we are not afraid of jokes." Mrs. Lin snorted coldly.

Father Lin didn't care about losing his image in front of Lin Langyue, and smiled at Mrs. Lin and said, "Madam, you don't understand, our Yue'er, that's a talented girl who is rare for thousands of years... ”

Seeing this, Lin Langyue beckoned the maid and left quietly.

In my heart, I envy the pure feelings between my parents, and I wish to be a one-hearted person, and the white head will not be separated.

She didn't know people well in her previous life, and she never thought that she would grow old with Emperor Cheng and live a lifetime with such a person, which was really disgusting.

In this life, she no longer looks forward to her lover, and only loves her in her life. She only wants to protect the happiness of her family, and the family lives together in peace and joy.

"Miss, please get on the sedan chair." Green said respectfully.

Lin Langyue came back to her senses and sat in the sedan chair with the support of Min You and Luyi.

Although the Lin family is a scholarly family, they were officials in the court during their descendants, and their family heritage is rich, but it is not as cold as ordinary scholars.

The interior of the sedan chair is the size of a small room, decorated with splendid satin sandalwood, there is a small table in front of the soft couch, and a secret door is installed on one side of the sedan chair, in which there are books, pen and ink and a snack, and all kinds of incense.

The cold weather in early spring has not yet faded, and the sedan chair is still lit with bamboo charcoal, which is warm.

Lin Langyue leaned on the satin cushion, thinking about what had happened in the academy in her previous life.