Yu Qingyun glanced at her daughter and saw that she was lowering her head, looking like a little daughter.

It seems that the daughter's previous words of comfort were not false, and she was indeed very satisfied with this marriage.

And the king's title to his daughter is also very kind, and it is estimated that the rumored unapproachable woman is also fake.

Thinking of this, Yu Qingyun's long-standing worries dissipated a lot, her face lost her nervousness, and she chatted with Xue Qianyu without a match.

I don't know, I thought the two were really acquainted.

I have been in contact with Xue Qianyu for a long time, and I know that his appearance is pretended.

Lin Feiwan was flustered for a while, and secretly raised his eyes to look at him, could it be that he thought that Zhou Guang's death was related to him, and he came to settle the account?

Along the way, she lowered her head and picked her fingers.

finally got to the Hou Mansion, Yu Qingyun didn't know what to think of, so he invited him in for lunch.

Will that work?

She was excited, and without waiting for Xue Qianyu to speak, she hurriedly blocked in front of him.

"Mother, the prince is busy, let's not delay him."

Unexpectedly, a cold hand was placed on her shoulder and pushed her away.

"It's okay, this king is fine today."

Lin Feiwan secretly gritted his teeth and turned his eyes to glare at him, "Lord Wang, we are not married after all, it would be bad if the imperial history saw you in the first copy." ”

"Oh."

The man looked like he understood, and his next words almost made her grit her silver teeth.

"It turns out that I am in a hurry to get married, and this king will find someone to see the auspicious time when he goes back, and strive to welcome you into the door as soon as possible."

"You ......"

Lin Feiwan's cheeks were flushed with anger, how did he act without blushing and heartbeat, calling her late and not afraid of souring old teeth.

Yes, it's the old tooth, and he is worthy of him, isn't it the old cow that eats tender grass?

But her appearance became shy in the eyes of others.

The tips of Xue Qianyu's ears moved slightly, as if she hadn't noticed the movement in the shadows, and continued to say amazingly: "I don't know if Madame can agree?" ”

"Agreed, even if you say that you will get married one day, the courtiers will have no opinion."

Yu Qingyun wished that her daughter would find a good home as soon as possible, and seeing that the two were so in love, she naturally wouldn't stop her and be a villain in vain.

"Then Madame should have prepared earlier."

"That's natural, the prince is here, please, the chef in the house is new, and there are more dishes that can be cooked......"

She warmly beckoned people in, and Lin Feiwan had to follow behind and sigh to the sky, creating evil.

Walking to the front hall, Yu Qingyun deliberately took the maid away, leaving only the two alone.

"Lord Wang, please drink tea."

Lin Feiwan put the teacup on the table with three points of anger, sat aside and waited for the interrogation to come.

Xue Qianyu suddenly sneered, "Aren't you very bold, when you first went to the palace to find this king, you were still ......"

Suddenly, there was a series of footsteps outside the door.

She hurriedly went to cover the man's mouth, but her foot was tripped over, her body was crooked, and she fell straight into his arms.

One raised his head, the other lowered his head, and suddenly, four pieces were soft and close to each other, one was cold and the other was warm.

Lin Feiwan only felt a "boom" in his brain, and countless fragments flashed wildly.

Oh my God, why did she feel weirdly familiar with it?

"The slave maid...... The slave and maid came to bring hot water. ”

Holly put down the kettle and ran away with a red face, but she didn't expect that the young lady really took down the cold king, and it had already developed to this extent.

As a personal maid, she didn't know anything about it, what a failure.

Lin Feiwan also knew with his toes that Holly must have wanted to be crooked, so he quickly pushed him away and jumped down.

"That...... I...... I didn't mean to. ”

Her cheeks were hot, and she subconsciously picked up a handkerchief to wipe him, but was coldly pushed away.

Xue Qianyu's face sank like ice, her hands in her sleeves were white, but the tips of her ears burned badly, this woman was really ...... Is...... Shameless.

What's even more infuriating is that the moment the woman left, he was reluctant.

He must be crazy.

Lin Feiwan pouted aggrievedly, is she the victim okay, why did Xue Qianyu look like she had lost her virginity.

The flower hall was extremely quiet for a while, and Xue Qianyu, who had calmed down, moved his wheelchair to the outside of the hall.

The midday sun hit him, as if to dispel some of the cold.

He raised his hand and swept over the ground, "Come here." ”

She didn't like the commanding look very much, and froze in place.

"Come here!"

There was a hint of anger in her cold voice, and she stomped her foot and walked over.

"What?"

Xue Qianyu opened his hand, and a small green grass lay in the palm of his hand.

"That's what happens when you don't get rid of the roots, you know?"

Lin Fei looked at the grass steadily, and his eyes were surging with emotion.

She didn't know how to cut the grass and get rid of the roots, but Yu Qingyun was ...... there, she could only send someone to watch Lin Ran first, if the other party was safe enough, she didn't mind letting it go, if she was restless, Ning Ci'an was Lin Ran's burial place.

"Don't worry, the courtiers understand."

"Heh," he sneered, knowing that she had relented, "whatever you want." ”

Suddenly remembering something, Lin Feiwan pressed the armrest of the wheelchair, stopped him from moving forward, and plucked up the courage to say: "Zhou Guang's death has nothing to do with me. ”

Unexpectedly, Xue Qianyu was not angry, but he didn't explain, and only dropped a sentence: "This king knows." ”

"You know?"

Now it's her turn to wonder, this person is acting and chasing to the house, not to settle accounts, could it be that he deliberately warned himself to cut the grass to eradicate the roots? Would he be so kind?

"By the way, what this king said just now is not a joke."

"What?"

"Lord Wang, Miss, lunch is ready."

Holly came in with a red face lowered, Lin Feiwan didn't bother to explain, and seeing that Chaiyun was not there, he had to play his role and help Xue Qianyu push the wheelchair.

"Master, please inside, hehe."

At the door of the dining room, Chaiyun greeted him with a smile and a smile, and he didn't want to wait here, he really couldn't help himself.

Xue Qianyu said "um" lightly, indicating that he was not angry, and his heart to chase the clouds was steady.

"Lord Wang, please take a seat."

Yu Qingyun greeted warmly, obviously treating the other party as her own son-in-law.

Lin Feiwan supported her forehead, it was just a contract between her and Xue Qianyu, and her mother's "infatuation" was destined to be wrong.

Suddenly, a small figure beckoned to her at the door.

She got up and went out, and was immediately dragged aside.

Yingluo begged with a face, "Sister Wan, can you ask the kitchen to make me another lunch?" ”

Lin Feiwan glanced at Xue Qianyu in the dining room, and immediately understood.

"Okay, you go to Wanyuan and wait, I'll let Sister Chen make you another one."

"Mu, Sister Wan, you're so good."

After speaking, he quietly added: "It's much stronger than a big ice cube." ”

"Big ice cube, that's a fitting name."

Lin Feiwan covered his lips and chuckled, and when he returned to the dining room, he saw that the food in Xue Qianyu's plate had almost piled up into a hill.

Chasing Yun rubbed his hands crampedly, and the person himself was moving his chopsticks slowly and methodically, and his every move was elegant and noble, and he was not at all overwhelmed by blindness.

Seeing that Yu Qingyun was about to be enthusiastic again, she hurriedly pulled it.

"Mother, we don't know the taste of the king, let's let Chasing Cloud come."

"Yes, let's belong to it."

Chasing Yun finally seized the opportunity, and quickly brought an empty plate from the side, dividing the pile of food little by little, so that he could pick it up.

Suddenly, Lin Feiwan looked at him for a moment, picked up a mouthful of sweet and sour tenderloin and put it in his mouth.

"Crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, sweet and sour, worthy of Sister Chen's craftsmanship, I will go to my room to receive the reward later."

She looked over with a smile, and Chen Lanyin was obviously stiff for a moment before smiling and thanking her.

"Huh? Why don't you have your best sweet soup? ”

Chen Lanyin hurriedly responded, "If Miss wants to drink, the slave will go back and do it." ”

Knowing that Lin Feiwan is not a luxury person, she just pushes the boat down the river and says, who knows......

"Well, Sister Chen, hurry up, otherwise the prince will be full."

"Yes."

Chen Peilan turned around, and a touch of yin owl crossed her eyes.

Lin Feiwan clenched her hands quietly, and after she left, she quickly handed the black plum porridge in front of Xue Qianyu to Holly, and motioned to take it secretly.

"Late you're ......"

"Mother, the porridge is cold."

Yu Qingyun realized it afterwards and muttered: "Blame me for not usually liking sour, but I didn't know that the black plum porridge cooled so quickly." ”

Lin Feiwan pinched his eyebrows, and said in his heart: Mother, you can not speak.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Xue Qianyu secretly, he was still slow and methodical, but the corners of his lips were faintly curled, and the eyes of Chasing Yun behind him looking at her were also a little meaningful.

It's over, with the thoughts of the master and servant, I'm afraid that I have already guessed that there is something wrong with her actions.

Soon, the sweet soup was served.

Seeing that the bowl in front of Xue Qianyu was empty, Chen Lanyin's face quickly crossed a touch of pride.

Lin Feiwan's heart sank even more, poor people must have something to hate, this sentence is really true.

She didn't know why Chen Lanyin wanted to harm Xue Qianyu, but even if she had a deep hatred, she couldn't ignore the safety of others.

If something happened to Xue Qianyu here, the Lin clan would have to be guillotined, and she would never allow such a person to stay in the mansion.

The lunch was finally used up in the torment, and Lin Feiwan sent people outside the gate, but did not go back, but followed and got into the car.

"The courtiers ask the prince for their reprieve!"

"Oh, let's hear it."

Xue Qianyu's fingers tapped on the armrest, and the corners of her lips hooked a touch of ridicule.

Lin Feiwan lowered his head, "Sweet and sour tenderloin and black plum porridge will be poisoned if eaten at the same time, I assure you that neither I nor my mother knew about this matter in advance, you can rest assured, I will severely punish the cook and give you an explanation." ”

"Okay, this king looks forward to your explanation."

"That's it?"

She blinked, almost poisoned, and this person was not angry at all?

"Miss Lin, I'm not in a hurry to go back to the house with this king."

"Huh?"

Seeing that the ridicule on his face was even worse, Lin Feiwan, who reacted, snorted coldly and jumped out of the car with a red face.

"Who's going to go home with you!"

The carriage drove a few steps, and a cold voice drifted over.

"It's coming."

"Huh?"

She frowned, but the man clearly didn't mean to explain.

The carriage whipped away, choking on the dust that had made her cough lightly.

"Bastard!"

Lin Feiwan stomped his feet, and when he turned his eyes, he saw Holly's ambiguous eyes, and he suddenly became even more angry.

As everyone knows, the driving chasing cloud also wants to cry without tears, just now he wanted to slow down, but who knew that a strong wind in the car fell behind the horse, and then suddenly increased his speed.

He was already extremely sure that Lin Feiwan would be the mistress of the palace, and the scene just now must have offended people.

I couldn't help but sigh silently in my heart, it doesn't matter if the master's temper is uncertain, don't let them be the back of his subordinates.