Yin Qingyun slept very unsteadily this night, and when she woke up the next morning, she recalled that there seemed to be a man standing at the head of her bed in the dream, looking down at her for a long time, and talking to her a lot.

But she didn't remember exactly what he said, and she didn't even have any impression of what the man looked like.

When Qinglan entered the house to serve her to freshen up, she talked about it, and Qinglan almost didn't hold the copper basin: "Girl, who is the person you dreamed of, how can the slave and maid know, not to mention that the old man often says that he thinks about it day and night, maybe the third prince has entered your dream." ”

Yin Qingyun followed Qinglan's hand, took a white hosta and stroked it twice in her hair: "It's not him." ”

She was very familiar with Xiao Zhi, and she was very sure that it would not be him.

And she'd dreamed of this person several times.

"It's not the third prince, how can there be anyone, the girl is tired of worrying recently, so she will think nonsense in her dreams." Qing Lan's slender fingers held her hair, took the hairpin and fixed it, and persuaded softly: "The girl is suspicious, it's just a dream, something that will be done every night, is it possible that the girl has to study the dream she had the night before every day?" ”

Qinglan paused, and said, "Girl, don't think about this, hurry up and dress up, Xiangye and Mrs. are already sitting and waiting in the front hall." ”

Last night, His Majesty designated the second girl of the Yin Mansion as the crown princess in public, and today he will definitely send someone to announce the decree, and then Han Shaoyuan will really be able to ascend to heaven together, and I don't know where Aunt Lin's tail will go.

The second girl's matter was really disgraceful.

Now she has got what she wants, but if she is stabbed out by an insider of the day in the future, there will be such a shameless girl in the Yin Mansion, and she will jump into the river.

The more Qinglan thought about it, the more angry she became, and led Yin Qingyun out of the gate of Qingfeng Garden, and she tripped under her feet without paying attention, and almost affected Yin Qingyun.

Yin Qingyun saw through her careful thoughts, raised her hand and touched her head: "What's so angry, she is also relying on her own ability, what position can we stand on to accuse her." ”

Everyone in the world has their own way of living, and if others frame them according to their own ideas, they won't all be angry.

It's like the emperor, she heard a lot about Empress Chen from Ning Luo's mouth back then, but in the final analysis, the emperor is the king of a country, and it is only by abandoning Empress Chen that the court and the world are balanced, it can be seen that there is no absolute right or wrong in this world.

People's hearts are flesh and blood, and they will always have their own seven emotions and six desires.

"As long as she keeps to herself in the future and doesn't cause any trouble for the Yin Mansion, it doesn't matter if she is the crown princess or climbs up, it has nothing to do with us."

Seeing her so indifferent, Qing Lan suddenly felt a deep hatred for iron and steel: "If the second girl really turns over one day, she will not be as scrupled about blood and family as you are, and she will definitely come back to show off her power by relying on her identity." ”

"Then I'm not afraid of her."

The breeze gusted on the corridor, Yin Qingyun brushed the broken hair on her forehead, and walked towards the main hall with Qinglan, shaking her fan and humming two out-of-tune ballads from time to time.

Qing Lan shook her head again and again, and no matter how much she wanted to admonish, she couldn't say anything.

No matter how much she said, if the girl didn't listen, it would be in vain.

Yin Qingyun opened the coral bead curtain with a fan, and Yin Zhengye and Ning Luo sat upright in the hall, seeing her coming, Ning Luo was very happy to let people serve her tea.

"What is the father doing so fiercely, I can see that my daughter is so scared."

Yin Qingyun sat beside Ning Luo, put down the fan, and took the bamboo-patterned white porcelain cup handed by the maidservant: "Your Majesty is going to send someone to announce the decree, the father is about to achieve what he wants, and at this time, the father still wants to blame his daughter for ruining your big thing?" ”

Yin Zhengye glared at her viciously, his eyes were full of gloom: "You are a wicked obstacle, don't think that the old man didn't settle accounts with you, and you forgot about the bastards you did!" ”

Ning Luo was afraid that they would quarrel, so he pat the table with his eyebrows: "Okay, okay, stop arguing." ”

Then he turned his head to look at Yin Qingyun, pinched a piece of tea from the saucer on the table and stuffed it to her mouth: "You don't have to say a word." ”

She is idle, and she has nothing to do to provoke Yin Zhengye.

Xiao Huan's incident was that Qingfeng Yuan calculated Han Shaoyuan, and let Yin Zhengye lift a stone and hit himself in the foot, fortunately, the emperor gave him a sweet date, otherwise it would not be good.

Yin Qingyun took the pastry and put it back on the plate: "Mother has reconciled with her father, and she doesn't even want her daughter." ”

Ning Luo smiled and reached out and nodded her forehead: "Silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about!" ”

really treated her well, but asked her to climb on her head to spread wild, but she was also her elder, so she didn't have any prestige.

It just so happened that there was a touch of blue on the corridor outside the hall, and Aunt Lin was like a frosted eggplant, and when she greeted everyone in the hall, her waist was so soft that she seemed to faint at any time.

Yin Qingyun glanced at Yin Zhengye's affectionate gaze that was about to be uncontrollable, and the Su Jie fingertips that were spinning around the edge of the cup suddenly stopped, and a dense layer of goosebumps rose on his back.

Aunt Lin was not ashamed, she raised her handkerchief and pressed it against the corner of her eyes and pretended to be weak, and drilled into Yin Zhengye's arms in front of Ning Luo and her.

Ning Luo held the porcelain cup and smiled at her: "Your father knows it. ”

Yin Qingyun didn't listen at all.

Yin Zhengye can have a number in his heart to have a ghost, he has lived for decades, and he has not counted in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that he had climbed the Chen family to get the emperor's blue eye, how could he have climbed to this position step by step, not to mention that he later formed a party in the court for personal gain, all relying on the emperor's little tolerance left.

Wait, when the emperor's patience runs out, his Yin Zhengye's death will come.

Yin Qingyun gently lowered her eyelashes, lowered her eyes and looked down at the turquoise tea leaves floating on the water in the porcelain cup in her hand, the voice of the subordinate sounded in her ears, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that the housekeeper had arrived with Wen Neijian and a group of internal eunuchs.

Yin Zhengye hurriedly let go of Aunt Lin's wrist and whispered to her what she should do later, and she must not lose her manners.

Aunt Lin tugged at Yin Zhengye's sleeve and said hello delicately.

Yin Qingyun just put down the teacup, touched the small cold bump on his arm, and scolded Yin Zhengye for being shameless, at this time, he could still be good to Aunt Lin in front of everyone.

Yin Qingli and Xiao Huan, if it weren't for Cui Chengyu and Xiao Zhi's calculations, I'm afraid that now they are not waiting for the emperor's marriage decree, but the calculation of the royal family's criminal decree of stealing the royal family's house and destroying the door.

Yin Zhengye, sooner or later, he will be destroyed in the hands of Aunt Lin.

Wen Neijian walked into the hall with a few white-skinned apprentices, held high the holy decree of the Ming topaz shaft in his hand, his eyes fell on Yin Qingyun's face, which was not very good-looking, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty has a decree." ”

Yin Zhengye took the lead in lifting his robe and knelt on the carpet, bowing his head and waiting to hear the decree of the internal supervisor.

Yin Qingyun also knelt down on her knees, holding her head slightly high, waiting for this marriage decree that could change the fate of the Yin Mansion.