The Lady of the Gate (20)
No matter why people invited her, this attitude alone is worthy of her politeness.
"Miss Wan is polite, the girl can rest for a while, and I will call you for dinner." Lin Yuyin saw that the other party yawned, and said in time.
"It's fine." She really needs to rest.
Lin Yuyin asked Yuan'er to take Yu Ling to clean up the room.
"Ga~"
The people in Lin Yuyin's courtyard, after their own lady led people back, knew that this was the honored guest that the young lady was going to entertain, so they even took the duck brought by this girl seriously.
"Please bring my prosperity here, it's that fat duck, thank you." Yu Ling had already arrived in the house, and when she heard the movement, she turned back to the door and said to a little maid.
To be honest, it wasn't for hearing the movement, and Yu Lingzhen forgot about it.
No other meaning,
It's just that I'm not used to having things around me.
The little maid was real, so she directly hugged Wangcai over, put it in front of Yu Ling, and retreated with shyness.
The heart said: Although this girl is dressed a little strangely, she is really nice and gentle.
Yu Ling: Yes, gentle as me.
Wangcai: Ga...
It swears at the pastry, it's a black heart.
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Yu Ling didn't let people wait closely, and closed the door after letting the maid go out.
Go to the bedside, take off your coat, take off your shoes, and put on the bed.
A series of movements without pause.
"Gah, host, you're really sleeping." It's been reminded a few times in the live broadcast room, don't you take a look?
The live broadcast room belongs to the internal program of the system, and the system is bound to Yu Ling, and the two are one, so they will get the message prompt in the live broadcast room.
"Of course I really slept." We are real people, and we will do whatever we say.
After closing his eyes, his consciousness sank into the live broadcast room.
Live room online: 12
{Who's in the flowers: "Is this an ancient civilization?"} βο½
{Xiaoqiao Liushui:" I just want to ask who the young lady who flashed by~(ΒΊγΒΊ )"}
{A, B, C, DMO: "bubbling ~"}
Yu Ling looked at the barrage floating in the live broadcast room, and a few lines slid through her heart.
This familiar way of speaking!
Plane live broadcast, that's a different plane, a different era.
How do you talk about this online, and everyone chooses the same words and sentences?
Before, what would happen if I didn't understand the language?
Now, it seems, that concern doesn't exist.
"The host, the language and culture of any plane, the live broadcast room will be automatically transformed into a way that the host is familiar with." Feel the psychological activity of Yu Ling, and obediently go online to answer.
Yu Ling: Thank you for being so human.
γBig Guy Live Roomγ
{Anchor: Hello everyone!} ο½
{Who's the Flower: Capture the anchor alive online.} ο½
{A, B, C, D: floating over βββ}
It's good that there are only two online viewers left.
Yu Ling thought about it,
{Anchor: "This is the era of ancient culture, and the beauty of pure natural people is beautiful.} βο½
As Wangcai, who has the first management right, he secretly added: "The food is also super beautiful." β
Take a second look,
It's good, there's one audience left.
Yu Zero: ...
Wangcai:...
Host, are you not good?
Shut up, how can a woman say no. Real woman, you have to do it!
It's just getting started, so what's the hurry?
Sleep, sleep.
The sky is big, and the sleep is the biggest.
Yu Zero really started to sleep, the system is not a lot of worries, a nest at the end of the bed, sleep~
After Lin Yuyin left, she took a history book out to read it, so as not to think about it.
"Miss, Miss Wan should really be asleep." Xiao'er whispered to Lin Yuyin.
Lin Yuyin put down the book in his hand, "No need to do this." It's all about it, there's nothing you can't say, and there's nothing you can't see. β
"By the way, is Grandpa back?" She faintly heard some voices outside.
"Yes, Master Lichen is here too." Madoka quieted down again.
is also Lin Yuyin's royal family, not a partial listener and biased believer, and a few big girls around him are good, otherwise according to Xiaoyuan's quiet temperament, it is most likely to suffer.
Hearing that Master Chen was coming to the house, Lin Yuyin's mind turned and she understood what was going on.
After thinking about it for a while,
Lin Yuyin put the Buddhist scriptures away.
After explaining that Xiao'er stayed in the courtyard, she took Madoka to Songhe Courtyard.
Songhe-in Temple is the courtyard of Lin Wanshan.
Entering the main hall and seeing the people in the house, Lin Yuyin stepped forward quickly and leaned over with a smile.
"Grandpa, Master Chen."
"Amitabha, Xiaoyin'er hurry up." Entering the Buddha's door, although the six roots are pure, it does not hinder the love for the juniors.
Lin Yuyin stood up as she said.
She has followed her grandfather to Jinyan Temple since she was a child, and as long as her grandfather is at home, she always goes there several times a year.
She loved it there too.
Especially the purple bamboo forest.
Listening to the sound of the wind blowing the bamboo leaves, smelling the faint fragrance of bamboo dew, lying in the bamboo forest, looking at the elegant posture of the bamboo, the whole person seems to have found the direction and been placed.
Carefree, no worries.
Master Lichen also took a lot of care of her, and she called the other party's grandfather when she was a child.
When I grew up, I understood that such a title was not appropriate for someone like Master.
However, no matter what it is called, she respects each other in her heart.
"Master Lao is on the move." Lin Yuyin cleaned her hands and personally made tea for the two old men.
Her tea ceremony is still the Meng enlightened by Master Chen.
Lin Yuyin sat in front of the tea table and didn't move, it was a picture of a living beauty.
The light-colored Luo skirt, the water fu-colored gauze with the waist, wore a light cyan placket with a long skirt with waist and sleeves, and the cuffs were embroidered with elegant orchids that lined out the ten fingers like shaving onions, and the pink lips were shining with crystal color, and they were lightly bent to create a beautiful arc.
Ruyu's earlobes have clear white jade earrings, dancing with the owner's movements.
Lin Yuyin's fingers brushed over the tea cup, warmer, tea, brewing, pouring tea, every detail has a sense of beauty.
Lin Wanshan touched his beard, and his heart was beautiful.
Look at my eldest granddaughter, how good.
Lichen is also full of love, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Grandpa, Master." Lin Yuyin served the tea to the two of them.
Lin Wanshan picked up the cup and sniffed it gently, "Well, it's really fragrant, it's not my granddaughter." β
Dust: ... The art of Xiaoyin'er tea is studied by yourself, what does it matter to you.
There's you everywhere.
But this tea is really fragrant!
"Where is your little friend now?" People have also seen it, and they are in good spirits, and they are not evil in their bodies.
After drinking the tea, let's do business, after all, he is also a big family, and the monks of Jinyan Temple are counting on him.
The responsibility is great, bald.
Well, slip of the tongue, he has no hair to be bald~
How do I feel more sad?
Alas, it is too difficult for the poor monks!
Some people are like this, they have a superior demeanor on their faces, and there is no shortage of inner dramas.
"Miss Wan is resting, Yin'er is going to invite Miss Wan to come?"
Rest?!
Lin Wanshan's identity with Chen is not the highest, but the two who can be called big guys glanced at each other.
Alone, coming to a strange place, knowing nothing, resting?
Is it so well adapted?