At this point, Lin Qinghe doesn't have to worry too much at all.

Now, she can enjoy this hard-won day.

Lin Qinghe stood under the rainy azure tree, looking up at the sky, the wind was a little strong, and the clouds in the sky were blown violently, almost covering the stars.

In this unfamiliar environment, Lin Qinghe felt a little lonely.

I don't know how Huang Zhiyuan is now, it stands to reason that Concubine Yun shouldn't be able to die, and he probably won't have any resentment, right?

Even if he didn't know that he had secretly saved Concubine Yun, he shouldn't have any complaints about her.

Perhaps, now that he has become a prince and has what he has been longing for, that mood should be happy!

Lin Qinghe smiled slightly, the clouds were light and light, since he had come to the Feng Dynasty, he should complete the task excellently, as for other things, he didn't need to pay attention to it for now, just let it be.

The next day, Lin Qinghe got up and finished freshening up, she was in Lengfu, she always liked to wear red clothes, and she was also wearing it on her head, which was also very bright and dazzling gold with various gemstones, not only beautiful, but also dazzling.

As soon as it was cleaned up, I heard someone shouting in the yard.

"Cold as frost! Get out of here, huh, don't be a shrunken turtle for me in there! ”

It's actually a cold voice again, how can this woman not know life and death like this? Lin Qinghe sneered in her heart, she was the most experienced in dealing with Bichi.

Because she has dealt with a lot of Bichi, Lin Qingfu, Lin Qingmeng, Huang Qingyu, etc., as long as it is Bichi, she can make them no longer hypocritical.

Lin Qinghe walked outside slowly, still with a faint sneer on his face, the sneer that bloomed at the corner of his lips was like a lily in the dark night, so cold that people almost didn't dare to look at it directly.

She gently lifted the curtain with her bare hands and slowly stepped out, the look in her eyes was faint, but it was like a thorn.

Lin Qinghe's eyes fell on the two girls in the courtyard, and beside Leng Piaopiao, there was a delicate girl in green, this girl in green stood silently with frosty face, staring at Lin Qinghe who came out of the room with a pair of big watery eyes.

"Cold as frost!" Leng Piaopiao's eyes suddenly showed a smug look, "You broom star, quickly kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistakes, and then hand over all your gold, silver and jewelry!" We can spare you! Otherwise......"

"How else?" Lin Qinghe said lightly: "Do you want to use strong means? ”

"Of course!" Leng Citing, the green-clothed girl standing next to Leng Piaopiao, said disdainfully: "If you dare not listen, hum, don't blame our sisters for turning their faces and being ruthless." ”

Leng Citing is the daughter of the second aunt, that is, the second sister of Leng Piaopiao and Lin Qinghe, and she is also a well-known pungent character in the house.

Lin Qinghe just smiled faintly, but that beautiful face had already overshadowed the two girls standing outside.

It is precisely because of this that Leng Porcelain Pavilion hates this little sister even more, why are they all sisters, but there is so much difference? It's so unfair.

Lin Qinghe doesn't care, she has an advantage over them, so she looks at people proudly.