Volume 1 Chapter 224 You Are Like a Flower

Not wanting to look any further, Nie Linyu turned around and went back to find Princess Linglong, where he found her in a gazebo.

Princess Linglong stretched out her hand to pick a flower beside her, kneaded it and threw it on the ground, picked another one and continued to knead it, with a resentful expression on her face, making Nie Linyu feel frightened, and she didn't dare to come forward to talk to her for a moment.

Instead, Princess Linglong opened her mouth first, "Since you are here, why don't you speak?" ”

Nie Lin was stunned for a moment before he reacted, "The princess turned out to be here, so I was easy to find, Xinrou's banquet has begun, let's go together." ”

For a moment, she didn't invite Princess Linglong to be her praiser at the ceremony as agreed with Yuan Xinrou, she felt that with Princess Linglong's temperament, if she opened her mouth to invite, she would only be more angry.

I have to say that Nie Linyu's intuition was right and avoided a big storm.

After listening to Nie Linyu's words, Princess Linglong smiled strangely, "Forget it, I'm still not annoying here, I'll go back to the temple." ”

"You are not allowed to follow me, I will hate you when I see you." She pointed to the countless crumpled petals on the ground and sneered, "See, these flowers are just like you." ”

The hatred in his eyes made Nie Linyu shudder.

Princess Linglong has been gone for a long time, Nie Linyu has not come back to her senses, thinking of her previous life, she can't help but feel creepy, in her previous life, aren't they just these flowers, scattered into mud and dust, trampled on to the point of unbearable.

She shook her head desperately, no, she was reborn, she was no longer the Nie Linyu of the previous life, in this life, her family will live well.

It's just that I inevitably have a little fear of Princess Linglong in my heart, and every time I think of her after that, I feel cold in my heart.

Obviously the sun was shining, but Nie Linyu felt very cold, she hugged her arms, planning to say something to Yuan Xinrou, and then said goodbye and went home, before she got closer, she heard a piece of laughter belonging to a girl from a distance, her mood was infected, and she was no longer so cold.

Yuan Xinrou's eyes were sharp, and she saw her first, "Don't worry, no one will let you write poems and write this time, so you don't dare to come without fear, so you let a few mothers-in-law carry the snow water and disappear." ”

Nie Lin knew that she was reminding herself, and said, "Your family's descendants are naturally excellent

Yes, where do you use me to watch, you know that I am afraid of writing poetry, so I let me go away, I have accepted your love. ”

Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they heard it, and uncovered this matter.

Nie Linyu looked carefully, and sure enough, Lin Qingyan was also there, sitting with Ma Huier and Lu Meiying, she was the most flattering, and she was good at dancing with long sleeves, and she coaxed Nie Linyu to treat her as a confidant in her previous life, and naturally coaxed a bunch of daughters in this life.

Because Yuan Xinrou was entertaining guests, this was not the time to speak, Nie Linyu had to sit down first, at this time, everyone had finished the poem, and Lin Qingyan had finished copying it, and they were getting together to evaluate the merits.

Someone praised this word first, "It's well written, and it doesn't lose to Mrs. Wei." ”

Lin Qingyan's handful of words is indeed practiced hard, Mrs. Wei's hairpin is written almost chaotically, and they all say that the words are like their people, but this word is not valid on her, but no one here knows her nature, and they can't help but praise her, that is, she was dissatisfied with her before, and when she saw this word, she also changed a lot.

The daughter of the current prime minister beckoned to Nie Linyu, "Although you are not good at writing poems, you are good at reading poems, give us a tasting evaluation, who does the best." ”

Nie Linyu smiled, as long as she was present, she usually played this role, and she didn't shirk at the moment, and chose Yuan Xinrou and the daughter of the head of the Hanlin Academy as the first place in the tie, and everyone had no objection to this result.

Yuan Xinrou is the master of the family, and the daughter of the master of the academy is a recognized talented woman in the boudoir.

Lin Qingyan is quite low-key today, except for a word that is praised, there is no other limelight, but Nie Linyu knows that she is gradually returning to the social circle of the capital.

It wasn't until everyone said goodbye that she found a chance to talk to Yuan Xinrou alone, and said her thoughts, Yuan Xinrou said: "It's very deserved, I regretted it after I gave you an idea, Princess Linglong is such a character, let's be kind to her, she will be annoyed." ”

For a while, I was glad again, "Fortunately, you have more brains than me, so you didn't say it directly." ”

Nie Linyu said worriedly: "She left after talking to me, saying that she was going back to the temple, didn't she tell you, I was just afraid of causing you trouble." ”

Yuan Xinrou didn't care much, "It doesn't add much trouble, she doesn't come to the door, I don't have to worry about it,

I don't know how to offend her. ”

"When you first saw her, you must have been deceived by her appearance, she was really good when she was good, her words were gentle and kind and understanding, but if she annoyed her, she turned her face in an instant, and she didn't care about the identity of the occasion, anyway, I was afraid of her, if she came, I would greet her well, and it would be best if she didn't come."

With Yuan Xinrou's status, there is really no need to flatter Princess Linglong.

It was only at this time that Nie Linyu was sure that Princess Linglong was really eccentric, and it was not because of herself.

Thinking about it, Princess Linglong is actually quite pitiful, her mother died just after she was born, and her father sent her to the temple without even looking at it, if it weren't for the luck of looking very similar to her biological mother, I am afraid that she will not get some pity from the emperor.

Thinking of this, Nie Linyu couldn't help but have a good impression of her, secretly thinking that if she was someone else, she would definitely use this pity to the extreme, but she didn't, thirty days a month, but twenty-nine days lived in Anning Temple, and only spent one day to ask the emperor to say goodbye, and came out to walk around by the way.

However, not using her appearance is also because she is full of confidence, as the only princess, she has her own identity, even if she is not liked by the emperor, she will never lack what she should have.

After returning to the palace, Nie Linyu had to tell Princess Nie about today's events, and Princess Nie muttered for a long time after listening to it, "You are very right, if you don't invite her at the beginning, you will stop it in the future, otherwise she will think that you are pitying her, and she will make a fuss even more." ”

After only discussing this sentence, Princess Nie put this matter away, and there were only two months left before the ceremony, and she had a lot to prepare.

Nie Linyu had nothing to do, and guessed in his heart who the father of Zhen Jin'er's stepmother's illegitimate daughter was.

can let the Zhang family take the risk of giving birth to a daughter, and can also be recorded in the name of the Zhang family's mother-in-law as the Zhang family's sister-in-law, and Zhang's parents have no objection to this, this illegitimate daughter's father must have a great background, Nie Linyu couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and suddenly thought, is it the emperor?

She sat up from the bed suddenly, thinking that it was very possible, if it weren't for the emperor, the Zhang family would be able to tolerate it?

But if it is the emperor's daughter, even if it is an illegitimate daughter, how dare the Zhang family decide her marriage? and is not an honest marriage, or a substitute marriage under someone else's identity.