One hundred and fifteen Who are you?

Yang Chengyue didn't dare to stay in Lan Zhiyuan for long, and chatted with Xiao Manxue casually before leaving. Xiao Manxue didn't stay, and when she saw Yang Chengyue out of the yard, she went upstairs to find Lin Wanyan.

"Why don't you leave the sixth brother here for lunch?" Lin Wanyan asked Xiao Manxue with a smile, it has only been such a short time, Yang Chengyue is really ruthless, I am afraid that anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yang Chengyue also has feelings for Xiao Manxue.

"Brother Cheng Yue won't stay, I'm used to it, when he was in the palace, he often hid when he saw me. Xiao Manxue pursed her mouth, she knew that it was just because of her identity as a princess.

"Tell me the truth, do you like the sixth brother?" Lin Wanyan pinched Xiao Manxue's little face and asked.

Xiao Manxue blushed, didn't say yes or no, even if she acquiesced. She is straight, and she will not hide it and say that there is nothing.

"If there are lovers in the world, they will eventually become married, wait for it, it's yours, and you can't run away. Stay in the palace in the future, don't let the sixth brother worry about you, he doesn't say anything, but his eyes are full of care for you. Lin Wanyan saw Xiao Manxue's shy little appearance for the first time, it was really cute.

"Lin Wanyan, are you ashamed to say these words!" Xiao Manxue glanced at Lin Wanyan with a red face, but she was very happy in her heart, she was always worried that Yang Chengyue didn't like her so much.

Since ancient times, the princess and princess's marriage affairs have been uncontrollable, but Xiao Manxue doesn't want to compromise, as long as she is sure that Yang Chengyue also likes her, if the emperor allows her to others, she will not obey.

"I'm telling the truth, what's so embarrassing, am I wrong? A lover shouldn't end up married?" Lin Wanyan didn't have so many taboos when talking to acquaintances, obviously this is what he meant, and he had to go around and make up a story, wasn't he tired.

"You are so open-mouthed, Brother Yuwen doesn't scold you, I really want to spoil you!" Xiao Manxue felt that she often didn't take into account the woman's reserve when she spoke, but she didn't expect Lin Wanyan to be as good as that.

"I'm his princess, shouldn't he spoil me? If you don't spoil me, what should I do if I marry him?" Lin Wanyan said as a matter of course. As a result of a person who doesn't pamper herself, she won't be willing to burn out her brain.

"Tut-tut, you can just say these things here, and when you say them outside, be careful of getting into trouble. "Pampering and arrogance is not a good evaluation of a princess, if Xiao Yuwen becomes the prince in the future, then the princess will have to prepare for the mother's world.

Lin Wanyan pursed her lips, she was really annoyed, it was so difficult to tell the truth. However, the disaster comes from the mouth, and the disease enters from the mouth, and Xiao Manxue reminded him that it was not unreasonable.

After lunch, Chi Yan quietly sent Xiao Manxue out of the General's Mansion, and then followed all the way from a distance, until she was sure that she had returned to the palace safely, and then returned to the General's Mansion to review Yang Chengyue's life.

Because the general's mansion has lifted the lockdown order, and there are more people entering and leaving Lanzhi Yuan, naturally they are all female dependents, and even Zhang Yufang will come to sit for a while.

In this way, Lin Wanyan was not bored for a day, and he also understood the general situation of the General's Mansion clearly during the chat.

General Yang Wu has a wife and two concubines, and his wife gave birth to two sons and a daughter, namely the eldest son Yang Chengxi, the sixth son Yang Chengyue, and the seventh daughter Yang Muqing.

The first concubine gave birth to the second son Yang Chengwen and the fifth daughter Yang Muxiao, and the other room gave birth to the third son Yang Chengqin and the fourth son Yang Chengrun.

Because General Yang Wu is not partial to his several women, the relationship between his wife and concubine and his seven children is quite harmonious, and there are relatively few fights and back-and-forths.

The age gap between the seven children is not large, and Yang Chengyue, the youngest of the sons, has not yet married, and the others have already had a wife and a concubine. The two daughters have not yet decided on a marriage.

Lin Wanyan also finally understood why there were so many courtyards in King Jin's Mansion, and in ancient times, they all paid attention to having many sons and blessings, especially the blood of the royal family.

But she didn't allow Xiao Yuwen to take a concubine, and she wanted to help him have five or six children and her legs were weak. I don't have to do anything for the rest of my life, just give birth to children, and the most youthful years are used to have children, it's terrible to think about.

Lin Wanyan decided that it was necessary to discuss with Xiao Yuwen how many children she would have next time, she felt that she had given birth to three children, and she didn't know what her body would look like after giving birth. And giving birth to a child is also very harmful to the mother, and she doesn't want to grow old and die first.

But Lin Wanyan almost forgot about this stubble, but Xiao Yuwen never appeared again. She counted the days, she hadn't seen him for five days, and Linghu didn't come back, only Lingyue brought a letter to her.

There are only a few short sentences in the letter: Wanwan, I miss you. You must eat and drink medicine obediently to nourish your body. I'm all right, don't read it. (Yu Wen)

The more Lin Wanyan thought about it, the more wrong it became, this guy must have gone to Xitang again. She wanted to go to the courtyard of Gutong Lane to find out, and the second day was Yang Muqing's birthday.

For choosing gifts, Lin Wanyan is not very good, give jewelry, last time I bought red sandalwood jade Ruyi for Yang Chengyue, I had already given it to Yang Muqing, and I didn't know what she liked about other things, so I didn't find satisfactory objects after shopping all over the square street.

At this time, it was already noon, so Lin Wanyan asked Lingyue to find a place to have lunch. Lingyue led a group of eight people to the Quebec Tower.

After finding a place to sit down, Lin Wanyan felt that her stomach began to hurt, and this pain was very impressive to her last menstrual experience. So he leaned into the ear of the green warbler and whispered to her that she should go and prepare for the menstrual belt.

When the green warbler heard this, she hurried out. Lin Wanyan was uncomfortable sitting on the chair, and felt that there was already liquid flowing out of his lower body, thinking that he was still wearing a white jacket today, although it was thick, but he had been sitting like this, if he accidentally got a little mark, it would not be a shame to die.

She whispered to Chiyan that she wanted to go to the toilet, but Chiyan didn't say anything, just led the way for Lin Wanyan in front. When Lin Wanyan came out of the toilet, he looked around, but he didn't see Chiyan's figure.

Lin Wanyan felt that something was wrong, Chiyan shouldn't have left for no reason, could it be that something had happened? His stomach hurt for a while, Lin Wanyan didn't dare to stay longer, so he had to take big strides to find the way back.

When he walked around the corner, Lin Wanyan felt a foul smell rushing to his nose, and then his brain was dizzy, and he wanted to move forward again, but his hands and feet no longer obeyed the call. The moment he fell, he only remembered that a white shadow flashed in front of him.

When Lin Wanyan woke up, he was already lying on a bed. She looked at it, and the lamp was in the room, and she was only wearing her underwear, not the one she wore in the morning.

This room is not Lan Zhi Yuan, not King Jin's Mansion, or Gutong Lane. The room is simple, but strangely there is no window.

Lin Wanyan got up, and a faint pain in her abdomen reminded her that she was having a menstrual event at this time, but she obviously felt that it was a menstrual belt.

Quickly picking up his white jacket and skirt from the hanger and putting it on his body, Lin Wanyan's ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger. After wearing one, he turned around, but saw a man in white standing behind him, and Lin Wan's legs instantly weakened.

"Does it still hurt?" said a shallow smile on the beautiful face of the man in white.

Lin Xuan's face turned red, "Who are you? despicable and shameless!"

The man in white smiled even more, "Your body is extremely cold, I gave you a special uterine warming pill, not only do you not thank me, but you also hurt people?"

"Who wants you to be fake? Didn't you stun me with medicine and I'm here? I also want to thank you? I got kicked in the head by a donkey!" Lin Wanyan was furious, completely forgetting the fact that he had been kidnapped.

The man in white smiled, "You girl, you are still so sharp-toothed." ”

Hearing this, Lin Wanyan looked at the man in front of him carefully, and listened to the meaning of his words, the two had met before and had a conversation. At least, he'd seen himself.

But Lin Wanyan only felt a little familiar, especially those eyes as sharp as an eagle, but he really couldn't remember that he had crossed paths with him there.

"It's not that you don't want to kiss, why do you want to marry the night ghost?" the man in white put away his smile, and a cold expression appeared on his face.

Lin Wanyan was stunned for a moment, "Nonsense! It's King Jin who is married to me! What the hell is the Night Ghost?"

The man in white hugged Lin Wanyan's thin waist, and the distance between the two instantly narrowed, "Don't tell me you don't know that King Jin is the Night Ghost!"

"Let go, are you sick?" King Jin didn't even say a few words to me, how do I know if he is a night ghost? I don't know who the key night charm is!" Lin Wanyan desperately wanted to push his hand away, but he hugged him tighter and tighter.

"I'll let you go! Are you deaf, I'm sick to my stomach!" Lin Wanyan yelled without any image.

The man in white swept Lin Wanyan's cold eyes, but found that she was not timid at all, and her hand slowly loosened unconsciously.

Lin Wanyan pushed him hard, turned around and ran out. But as soon as I went out, I was confused, this should be a secret room, and the door open next to it is obviously the study, and then there is no way out in front.

Helpless, Lin Wanyan could only walk back to the room just now, and the man in white was staring at Lin Wanyan who walked back dejectedly with a cold face.

"What are you looking at, bastard!" Lin Wanyan glanced at him, raised his leg and kicked him in the foot.

His brow furrowed slightly, but he still stood straight.

"I'm hungry and need to eat. Lin Wanyan glanced at him proudly. She knew that she could only deal with him patiently now, and if his target was Xiao Yuwen, he would definitely not hurt herself.

"I'm not your subordinate. The man in white looked at Lin Wanyan coldly, the woman in front of him was indeed too different.

"I can't afford to raise a subordinate like you who murders the master!" Lin Wan glanced at him and continued. "If you have the ability to invite me here, why are you so stupid in your hospitality?"

The man in white didn't speak, and glared at Lin Wanyan coldly, the word "stupid" in her mouth sounded so harsh.

"What, you're still not happy to say you're stupid?" Lin Wanyan laughed. "I'll tell you, let me eat while I'm still in the mood to eat. Otherwise, when my aunt and grandmother are not happy, you will kneel and kowtow and I will not drink a drop of water. ”

The man in white put his arms around Lin Wanyan's waist again, and asked coldly, "How can you be so sure that I won't feed you directly?"

"How can you be so sure that I won't bite my tongue and kill myself?" Lin Wanyan met his gaze directly, don't you lose the battle. She was so afraid of pain that it was impossible for her to bite her tongue and kill herself.