Chapter Eighty-Six: The Ivory Comb

I saw that Aunt Hui hesitated for a moment, and then said hesitantly: "The master of the slave said before, if Miss Lin sees something, you can tell her, and there is no need to hide it." www.biquge.info It's just that if Miss Lin knew who he was, she would naturally have to accept his favor. ”

Lin Langyue nodded calmly, agreeing with Aunt Hui's words.

Indeed, if it weren't for the master behind Aunt Hui, I'm afraid that the Lin family wouldn't be able to find any good and safe nurses now.

Since people have helped you, you have to accept their affection.

And when Aunt Hui saw Lin Langyue nodding, she no longer hesitated, and directly said her master's name: "The master of the slave is the imperial merchant in the capital, the Yun Yu who is called the Jade Prince, Lord Yun." ”

She said with pride, and her tone was full of pride.

It seems that being able to be a slave to such an outstanding person is also a thing to celebrate and be proud of.

At this time, Lin Langyue didn't care about the look on Aunt Hui's face.

She just frowned and thought about it.

Oh?

Yunyu?

She wanted she knew who he really was.

In his previous life, Lin Langyue was very familiar with his name.

When Emperor Cheng was still the crown prince, there was a period of time when he came to Lin Langyue's room to spend the night, and when he dreamed at night, Lin Langyue could often hear this name.

Emperor Cheng was gritting his teeth and said, "Yun Yu, Yun Yu, Yun Yu! You should have died a long time ago." It should have died years ago. You should die with your watery poplar mother. Why do you want to live until now?"

Thinking of this, Lin Langyue twisted a strand of black soft hair hanging down on her chest with her fingers with interest.

It's good, it's really good.

The allies sent up in this way are really not in vain.

Then, Lin Langyue looked at Aunt Hui calmly and spoke: "I wonder if I can see your master?"

But her tone was still not salty, unhurried, not as excited as she was in her heart.

Hearing her say this, Na Huigu was a little surprised and said, "Naturally, it's okay." ”

But when Lin Langyue heard her words, she was a little puzzled, and she asked, "Why do you have this expression?"

Na Huigu hurriedly replied: "The slave's master said before that Miss Lin would definitely want to meet him after listening to the slave's words. Originally, the slave didn't believe it much, but I didn't expect... You're really... Therefore, the slave and maid were a little shocked. ”

Hearing this, Lin Langyue lowered her head and fiddled with a string of pale cyan glass droplet-shaped beads hanging from the bed curtain with her hand, and did not speak immediately.

Her fingers were already white, but at this time, they were commensurate with the water beads, and they became more and more white and tender, with a slight sense of transparency.

And the slender soft fingers like onions, and the glass beads collide together, from time to time making a rather pleasant cold sound of "ding ding dongdong".

In the middle of this silent room, it is very obvious and abrupt, but it blends well with the atmosphere between the two people in the room today.

Lin Langyue seemed to be playing with the string of glass beads, but she was secretly speculating in her heart.

How could Yun Yu have expected that she would want to see him in advance?

It was so obvious but subtle that he wanted to cooperate with her.

How would he know... How so?

Why, yes!

Lin Langyue's fingers, which were still playing with the glass beads, suddenly tightened, and she directly grabbed the delicate and exquisite beads in her hand.

She used great force, and the long, shallot-like nails almost sank into her white and tender palms, straight and straight, about to pinch blood.

And her face was still calm, as if nothing had happened.

And although Aunt Hui didn't see the movements of Lin Langyue's hands, she was also very keenly aware of the unpeaceful atmosphere in the room.

She shook her body and buried her head deeply.

After a long time, Lin Langyue chuckled lightly and said to Aunt Hui, "You go down first." But I have one more thing to bother you. I hope you will bring a message to your master: I hope to see him sooner rather than later. Is it feasible?"

"Naturally, you can. The slave's master said that as long as Miss Lin wanted to see him, it was okay. ”

Hui Gu bowed and replied respectfully.

"Alright. Lin Langyue said lightly.

"You go down first. ”

"Yes. ”

Hui Gu replied respectfully, and after saluting Lin Langyue again, she retreated.

There was a sudden silence in the room.

There was no one, to be precise, there was no one other than Lin Langyue.

Therefore, the inside and outside of the house are like two worlds.

On one side is tranquility and serenity, in which there is a treacherous dark tide flowing.

On the other side, there is Akari's sword and sword shadow, which is unguardable.

Lin Langyue slowly walked to the dresser and sat down, her shadow reflected in the glass mirror on the dresser.

The shadow was not exactly the same as herself.

The world in the mirror should be calm and waveless, because the shadows of the Allure City in the mirror are so gentle and calm, as if there is no dispute with the world.

And Lin Langyue, who was sitting in front of the dresser, was still smart and beautiful with her eyebrows and eyes.

But on that extremely beautiful face, and in the eyebrows and eyes, there was a worry and enchantment that the person in the mirror did not have.

That's what a woman with an extremely strong will and a very mature mind has.

Although Lin Langyue's age is not too big, the steady and peaceful temperament she carries is not something that a girl of her age can have.

Lin Langyue stretched out a slender hand, facing the mirror, gently playing with her black thick hair.

With the movement of her hand, the soft hair gradually exuded a quiet aura.

This is not the smell of spices, but the body fragrance that Lin Langyue was born with.

Not long after, Lin Langyue stretched out her hand again and opened a quaint black wooden box with a faint, soothing aroma on the dresser.

There is only one ivory comb in this wooden box, which is small and delicate.

And Lin Langyue put it in the palm of her hand and held it, but it was just right.

It seems to be someone, specially tailored for her.

This is Yan Wanniang's gift to Lin Langyue's tenth birthday.

She specially asked Uncle Yan Jiajia, who was still doing business overseas, to build it for Lin Langyue.

This ivory comb seems to have no pattern, it is very ordinary.

But it took a lot of effort from the Yan family's uncle.

It is as white as jade, and the tentacles are warm, as if it is a piece of warm jade.

But it is more beautiful than ordinary warm jade, and it makes Lin Langyue's heart warm.

"Mother. ”