Imperial.

Lin Baiwei didn't like to be lively, and deliberately stood under the most remote locust tree to hide quietly.

At present, it is not yet the season for locust flowers to bloom, and only a few flowers are scattered and scattered. On the smooth white jade slab, there was suddenly a pair of men's brocade boots.

"Are you the young lady of the Lin family?"

The man in front of him was wearing a plain robe, a crown of white jade hair, and a folding fan in his hand, which was the dress of the son of the family.

Lin Baiwei took a step back, pulled out a proper distance, and said, "The slave family is at home for seven." It was my rudeness to disturb Gongzi Yaxing. ”

"My surname is Chen." The man said.

"Chen Gongzi." Lin Baiwei is blessed.

The son, surnamed Chen, flicked his fan in a chic manner, revealing a picture of a snow-capped mountain journey: "Miss Lin also likes acacia flowers?" ”

Lin Baiwei raised her head, the wind blew in an instant, a white flower flew past her cheek, and she smiled at Chen Gongzi in front of her: "Elegant flowers are always liked." ”

Chen Gongzi smiled: "The girl is wearing red, I thought you would like flowers that look like peonies." ”

There was a temptation in his smile.

"Whether it's a peony or a locust flower. What the world wants, maybe I don't care, the world disdains, maybe I will look at it as a treasure. For me, it's not the value that the world gives it, it's whether I want it or not. Just as I can like this simple acacia flower, I can also wear this bright red dress. ”

Chen Gongzi was stunned before the meeting, and Lin Baiwei said: "It's just the slave's nonsense, don't take it to heart." The spring feast is about to begin, and the slave family is not accompanied. ”

Lin Baiwei stepped back, turned around and disappeared around the corner.

"Whose son-in-law is that, why did the young lady talk to him for so long." The autumn equinox came to help Lin Baiwei.

Lin Baiwei's original maid Xianglan was from the Li family and was sent away early. When Lin Baiwei entered the palace today, there was no thoughtfulness around her, so Lin Yi'an specially sent the autumn equinox to take care of it.

Lin Baiwei's tone was flat: "He said his surname is Chen." ”

"Surname Chen?"

Autumn Equinox muttered: "The big family surnamed Chen, I have only heard of the Chen family of the British Mansion, but the Chen family has only one son, and I have also seen that prince, isn't it...... Is there any other family with the surname Chen? ”

Of course, he doesn't have the surname Chen. Although he dressed himself in plain clothes and looked like a son of a family, his brocade boots were embroidered with dragons.

Since ancient times, the Son of Heaven embroidered the dragon, the prince embroidered the python, and only the prince embroidered the dragon.

The corners of Lin Baiwei's lips hooked. From the beginning she knew-

His surname is Don.

It is the crown prince of the dynasty, Tang Jingyuan.

Pretending not to know, just trying to attract his attention.

But how did he know that he was the young lady of the Lin family?

Lin Baiwei sat on the seat, in a trance, until a familiar voice sounded behind her.

"Wei Niang."

As soon as she turned around, she saw Lin Yi'an walking towards her, she reached out and grabbed Lin Yi'an's hand, and said coquettishly: "Why did my sister come over." ”

Lin Yi'an sat down beside her, and Lin Baiwei leaned over and asked in a low voice, "But it's decided?" ”

Lin Yi'an nodded and said softly: "I just don't know if it's a wife or a concubine." ”

"I just inquired with someone, and General Mu is an upright person. Now that there is still some time to leave the banquet, my sister might as well go there for a walk, maybe I can meet him, and say a few more words, I always have a good impression. Lin Baiwei pointed to a path behind a rockery, which was the shortest way to enter the Imperial Garden from the outside road.

"Although my mother was raised as a flat wife, our identities were raised on the surface. But after all, I can't figure out the holy will. But Mu Cheng is different, he is now a wife and a concubine, and it is just a matter of his words. As long as he answers, the Holy One will be happy. Lin Baiwei persuaded in a low voice.

Lin Yi'an didn't have time to tell his sister that his father had promised to fight for her as a wife, and it was inconvenient to say it at the moment, so he could only go to the trail under Lin Baiwei's urging.

Unexpectedly, people didn't wait, but waited for a few words of gossip.

"It's just that the daughter of the concubine dares to marry into the Hou Mansion in vain."

"I think the rumors of heroes saving beauty are all fake, she must have done it on purpose!"

"I don't want to gamble my life on the indescribable glory."

"It's a black-hearted thing that loves vanity!"

"It's clearly to seduce men, a slut, just as shameless as her mother!"

……

No matter how ugly the people behind the rockery are, they can't arouse the slightest wave in Lin Yi's peace of mind.

Gossip, she has long been used to it.

What's more, although it was just an accident that day, they were right, she Lin Yi'an was a person who gambled her life on her glory and couldn't tell if she was lucky.

Whoever called her a concubine could only be the gambler who gambled with his life.

She turned to leave, and looked up to meet a gaze not far away.

It's him.

"The courtiers see the marquis."

Mu Cheng approached and said in a deep voice: "Everyone else calls me General Mu." ”

"The general was only temporarily entitled in the first battle on the border, and it is more appropriate to return to Yejing and call him the marquis."

Mu Cheng didn't want to argue with her about the title, but frowned and asked, "Just leave like this?" ”

It seems that he also heard insulting words on the other side of the rockery. Lin Yi'an lowered his head, "Master Hou wants to ask me why I don't go over to reason with them?" ”

"They say so badly, do you have to endure it?" Mu Cheng was puzzled, the little girl in front of him, who was just as close to his chest, lowered her head, obviously looking extremely wronged, but she had to endure it.

In his dictionary, he never put up with this word! On the battlefield, speak only by strength. Whoever does it, why should you endure it?

I saw the little girl raise her head, with bright tears in her eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Thanks to the blessing of the Hou Ye, the deceased mother can be raised as a flat wife and enshrined in the family ancestral hall." Hou Ye's kindness, An Niang remembered it in her heart. But those people are all noble women, I really ......"

The little girl's tears were stringed one after another, Mu Cheng really couldn't see a good little girl being wronged, and as soon as the temperament in his bones came up, he forgot all about the words of the general's command, and he grabbed the little girl's wrist and was about to go in to help her out.

However, before he could take a few steps, he felt like something was holding on to his hand. Mu Cheng turned around, and the little girl's other hand was struggling to help the hand he was holding to break free.

Mu Cheng sensed the little girl's resistance, and hurriedly let go of his hand, only to see that the little girl's slender wrist was as smooth as jade, and a dazzling red mark appeared.

Mu City: ???

He clearly didn't use his strength, and this little girl was too delicate.

I thought to myself: Fortunately, she fell from the attic and was caught by herself, otherwise such a weak body would not have been broken.

"Master Hou helped me this time, and next time they will bully me even harder. Master Hou can help me stand out in the palace because of your merits, and they can bully me because of the family, I am different......"

The tears in my eyes still couldn't hold back after all, and they fell with a snap, "I didn't rely on ......"

Mu Cheng looked at the delicate little girl in front of him steadily. As soon as her brain heated, she reached out and grabbed her wrist, which was still a little red.

The little girl is so thin, like a weeping willow by the Yejing Canal, which can be blown away by a gust of wind.

But this time she was very obedient, she didn't cry, and she didn't force his hand away. Instead, he obediently and skillfully followed him into the imperial garden.

On the other side of the rockery, there were four or five young girls standing.

Mu Cheng is famous, they all recognize it, and they salute one after another: "I've seen General Mu." ”

They are either dignified and polite, or they are shy. Who would have thought that such vicious words would come out of the mouths of such a group of people.

Mu Cheng didn't have any emotion on his face, and asked coldly, "Who scolded her for being shameless just now?" ”

The girls' faces changed, some were timid and afraid of Mu Cheng's thin anger and didn't dare to speak, and some were bold and stupid to retort: "It's all plain and clear, aren't we allowed to say it?" General Mu, don't be deceived by her pitiful appearance, this is the usual method used by those concubines who can't get on the stage. ”

"Yes, yes, General, we can all be for your good."

"Knowing people, knowing faces, but not hearts."

At the beginning, the latter began to echo one after another.

Could it be that the officials and ladies in Yejing City are all so shameless? Mu Cheng sighed secretly. On the other hand, the poor little girl behind her was so weak and pitiful, and she didn't know how much she had been bullied.

At some point, he had an extra slap-long branch in his hand. It seemed that with a casual flick, only the sound of a branch cutting through the air was heard, but in the blink of an eye, the branch swished through the bun of one of the women's hair and was firmly inserted into the gap of the rockery.

The women of the boudoir had never seen such a battle, and they were all scared and stupid.

Only Lin Yi'an, who was standing behind Mu Cheng, was not afraid at all, and even snickered.

The way this General Mu helped her get out was really ...... It's a little cute.

"Don't let me hear those foul words again. Otherwise, where it will pierce next time, I don't know. ”