Chapter 39
Chapter 39
After Lin Qingqian left, Gu Changgeng's eyes sank a little.
Go to the book case, take out a book and open it. There is a piece of paper with a strange circular pattern painted on it, like the sun, but it gives people a gloomy feeling.
This pattern is deeply imprinted in Gu Changgeng's mind.
On the night when the general's house was bloodwashed, an assassin's sword stabbed him on the shoulder. He fought with red eyes and saw this tattoo on the assassin's arm.
He couldn't forget that night, the general's house was full of blood and corpses. His mother, more than 100 people up and down the house, were all lying in a pool of blood.
Gu Changgeng knocked on his scarlet eyes and calmed his raging hatred on his chest.
He will find out the murderer and avenge his father and mother at any cost!
Gu Changgeng never told anyone about this pattern, including Lin langtian. After his father's accident, Lin langtian's cold response has long had no hope for him.
……
Ming garden.
As soon as Lin Qingrou came back, she lost her temper and smashed several vases in the room. Several servant girls knelt trembling.
A teacup hit at the foot of Xianglan. She trembled with fear, swallowed her saliva, and hardened her scalp to persuade: "Miss, you calm down. What if you are angry and break your body?"
Lin Qingrou's eyes were full of cold. She bit her teeth and said, "grandma is eccentric. I go to massage her every day. Now it's good. She remembers Lin Qingqian's good. Lin Qingqian is proud to ride on my head. Today she looks at my provocation. Do you see it!"
"Don't worry, miss. Lin Qingqian is just proud for a moment. The old lady's favorite is still miss."
Lin Qingrou snorted coldly. If grandma really liked her most, she wouldn't open her mouth to drive her back today! It was Lin Qingqian who pretended to deceive his grandmother.
The more you want to hate Lin Qingrou, the more resentment you have.
Lin Qingrou was on fire and looked beautiful. Wearing a red coat and skirt, Wen came slowly.
He looked down at the messy ground in the room, frowned slightly and said, "I heard the servant girl say that you have been angry since you came back from the old lady's yard. Why?"
Lin Qingrou's face was stiff and silent.
When the door was closed, Wen said, "what made you angry? Haven't you always been able to please the old lady?"
With a cold face, Lin Qingrou told Wen the whole story.
Wen disagreed and said with a lazy smile, "why don't you take it to heart? You don't understand Lin Qingqian's temperament. Maybe you suffered from illness a while ago and have the patience to please the old lady. It won't take a few days. Will the old lady still like her charming and willful?"
Lin Qingrou had less resentment in her heart and said, "Mom, even so, I'm still angry. Lin Qingqian's arrogance in front of me now."
"What are you doing with this anger? Your father is going back to his house these two days. You might as well spend your heart trying to please your father."
Wen stroked his hair and said with a charming smile, "I chose this body specially. Will he like it when you welcome your father back to the house in two days?"
"What if my father likes it again? He always let you be a concubine, and I will always be a concubine. If my mother can conceive children again, maybe..."
The charming smile on Wen's face stiffened, and he lowered his voice and said, "Qingrou, just say this in front of me. If it gets out, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Lin Qingrou snorted and complained that Wen was willing to be a concubine by virtue of her father's love for her, even though her birth was not as good as Xu's daughter.
How can she have a good marriage in a few years.
Wen frowned and knew that her daughter was Mo ruo's mother. She didn't understand Lin Qingrou's mind, but Xu was the master mother. Did she really have no means of city government?
There are so many concubines in the prime minister's house. Who dares to make a mistake, and who has a concubine.
Wen sighed, perhaps older, she should understand.
……
"Chunxia, tell me, father, what kind of person is he?"
Chunxia shook her head and said in fear, "how about Xiangye? It's not what slaves and maidservants can talk about casually."
"Don't be afraid. Now it's just the two of us. No one will know. Tell me."
Spring and summer hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Xiang is a good man. He is full of poetry and books. He is honest and gentle. He is loyal to the imperial court. He is also kind to his servants in the house. He has always been known as a virtuous name in the Beiming country."
Lin Qingqian held his cheek and said thoughtfully, "really? Really..."
Spring and summer looked at Lin Qingqian puzzled, "really? What do you think of Xiangye?"
Lin Qingqian smiled and said, "nothing. Go and see if the autumn and winter dinner is ready. I'm a little hungry."
"OK, I'll go now."
After Chunxia left, Lin Qingqian showed a thoughtful expression and whispered, "if Lin langtian is serious as Chunxia said, why should he let Gu Changgeng be bullied in the house and worship his brother's son? Shouldn't he be kind to him?"
Unable to understand, Lin Qingqian sighed, knocked on his head and complained: "let you know that you are tired of watching men and women when you read. Now you know that what you skip is an important plot!"
I wanted to find out about Lin langtian from the old lady. I didn't think that God wouldn't give Lin Qingqian a chance.
The next morning, spring and summer hurried, "Miss, Mr. Xiang has returned to the house. You should dress up and wait in the front yard. The old lady and ladies have already gone."
Lin Qingqian raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Are you back so soon?"
"Yes, miss."
Spring, summer, autumn and winter have started to help Lin Qingqian dress up, but she refused. She stood up and said, "you don't have to dress up again. My father is not a visitor. In this way, you can bring the cloak, put it on, and we'll go to the front yard."
When Lin Qingqian came to the front yard, Lin langtian was coming down from the carriage outside and walked in steadily.
He is dressed in royal clothes and embroidered with exquisite patterns. He looks like a man in his thirties. His face is as clear as a carving. His black hair is pulled up by a jade crown. Under his sword eyebrows are deep eyes. His whole body is full of warm breath. He is really a handsome man with a jade tree facing the wind.
It really surprised Lin Qingqian. He is the Prime Minister of Beiming country. It looks not simple at a glance, but it is quite in line with the description of spring and summer yesterday.
"Welcome Mr. Xiang back to the house."
Lin Lang Tian glanced at the saluting crowd and said faintly, "well, get up."
Lin Qingqian stood up, narrowed his eyes and looked at Lin langtian quietly.
Lin langtian went to the old lady and said, "Mom, how are you during Lang Tian's absence?"
"Lao langtian remembers. My mother is very good."
Xu stood beside the old lady, smiled gently and said, "husband, it's cold and windy at the door. Why don't we go into the lobby and sit down?"
Lin Lang Tian nodded slightly and said to me, "Mom, I'll help you in."
Lin Qingqian followed the group towards the front hall.
There were five or six women dressed up. She guessed that they should all be Lin langtian's concubine room, but she didn't know anyone except Lin Qingrou's Wen standing next to her.
Go to the book case, take out a book and open it. There is a piece of paper with a strange circular pattern painted on it, like the sun, but it gives people a gloomy feeling.
This pattern is deeply imprinted in Gu Changgeng's mind.
On the night when the general's house was bloodwashed, an assassin's sword stabbed him on the shoulder. He fought with red eyes and saw this tattoo on the assassin's arm.
He couldn't forget that night, the general's house was full of blood and corpses. His mother, more than 100 people up and down the house, were all lying in a pool of blood.
Gu Changgeng knocked on his scarlet eyes and calmed his raging hatred on his chest.
He will find out the murderer and avenge his father and mother at any cost!
Gu Changgeng never told anyone about this pattern, including Lin langtian. After his father's accident, Lin langtian's cold response has long had no hope for him.
……
Ming garden.
As soon as Lin Qingrou came back, she lost her temper and smashed several vases in the room. Several servant girls knelt trembling.
A teacup hit at the foot of Xianglan. She trembled with fear, swallowed her saliva, and hardened her scalp to persuade: "Miss, you calm down. What if you are angry and break your body?"
Lin Qingrou's eyes were full of cold. She bit her teeth and said, "grandma is eccentric. I go to massage her every day. Now it's good. She remembers Lin Qingqian's good. Lin Qingqian is proud to ride on my head. Today she looks at my provocation. Do you see it!"
"Don't worry, miss. Lin Qingqian is just proud for a moment. The old lady's favorite is still miss."
Lin Qingrou snorted coldly. If grandma really liked her most, she wouldn't open her mouth to drive her back today! It was Lin Qingqian who pretended to deceive his grandmother.
The more you want to hate Lin Qingrou, the more resentment you have.
Lin Qingrou was on fire and looked beautiful. Wearing a red coat and skirt, Wen came slowly.
He looked down at the messy ground in the room, frowned slightly and said, "I heard the servant girl say that you have been angry since you came back from the old lady's yard. Why?"
Lin Qingrou's face was stiff and silent.
When the door was closed, Wen said, "what made you angry? Haven't you always been able to please the old lady?"
With a cold face, Lin Qingrou told Wen the whole story.
Wen disagreed and said with a lazy smile, "why don't you take it to heart? You don't understand Lin Qingqian's temperament. Maybe you suffered from illness a while ago and have the patience to please the old lady. It won't take a few days. Will the old lady still like her charming and willful?"
Lin Qingrou had less resentment in her heart and said, "Mom, even so, I'm still angry. Lin Qingqian's arrogance in front of me now."
"What are you doing with this anger? Your father is going back to his house these two days. You might as well spend your heart trying to please your father."
Wen stroked his hair and said with a charming smile, "I chose this body specially. Will he like it when you welcome your father back to the house in two days?"
"What if my father likes it again? He always let you be a concubine, and I will always be a concubine. If my mother can conceive children again, maybe..."
The charming smile on Wen's face stiffened, and he lowered his voice and said, "Qingrou, just say this in front of me. If it gets out, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Lin Qingrou snorted and complained that Wen was willing to be a concubine by virtue of her father's love for her, even though her birth was not as good as Xu's daughter.
How can she have a good marriage in a few years.
Wen frowned and knew that her daughter was Mo ruo's mother. She didn't understand Lin Qingrou's mind, but Xu was the master mother. Did she really have no means of city government?
There are so many concubines in the prime minister's house. Who dares to make a mistake, and who has a concubine.
Wen sighed, perhaps older, she should understand.
……
"Chunxia, tell me, father, what kind of person is he?"
Chunxia shook her head and said in fear, "how about Xiangye? It's not what slaves and maidservants can talk about casually."
"Don't be afraid. Now it's just the two of us. No one will know. Tell me."
Spring and summer hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Xiang is a good man. He is full of poetry and books. He is honest and gentle. He is loyal to the imperial court. He is also kind to his servants in the house. He has always been known as a virtuous name in the Beiming country."
Lin Qingqian held his cheek and said thoughtfully, "really? Really..."
Spring and summer looked at Lin Qingqian puzzled, "really? What do you think of Xiangye?"
Lin Qingqian smiled and said, "nothing. Go and see if the autumn and winter dinner is ready. I'm a little hungry."
"OK, I'll go now."
After Chunxia left, Lin Qingqian showed a thoughtful expression and whispered, "if Lin langtian is serious as Chunxia said, why should he let Gu Changgeng be bullied in the house and worship his brother's son? Shouldn't he be kind to him?"
Unable to understand, Lin Qingqian sighed, knocked on his head and complained: "let you know that you are tired of watching men and women when you read. Now you know that what you skip is an important plot!"
I wanted to find out about Lin langtian from the old lady. I didn't think that God wouldn't give Lin Qingqian a chance.
The next morning, spring and summer hurried, "Miss, Mr. Xiang has returned to the house. You should dress up and wait in the front yard. The old lady and ladies have already gone."
Lin Qingqian raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Are you back so soon?"
"Yes, miss."
Spring, summer, autumn and winter have started to help Lin Qingqian dress up, but she refused. She stood up and said, "you don't have to dress up again. My father is not a visitor. In this way, you can bring the cloak, put it on, and we'll go to the front yard."
When Lin Qingqian came to the front yard, Lin langtian was coming down from the carriage outside and walked in steadily.
He is dressed in royal clothes and embroidered with exquisite patterns. He looks like a man in his thirties. His face is as clear as a carving. His black hair is pulled up by a jade crown. Under his sword eyebrows are deep eyes. His whole body is full of warm breath. He is really a handsome man with a jade tree facing the wind.
It really surprised Lin Qingqian. He is the Prime Minister of Beiming country. It looks not simple at a glance, but it is quite in line with the description of spring and summer yesterday.
"Welcome Mr. Xiang back to the house."
Lin Lang Tian glanced at the saluting crowd and said faintly, "well, get up."
Lin Qingqian stood up, narrowed his eyes and looked at Lin langtian quietly.
Lin langtian went to the old lady and said, "Mom, how are you during Lang Tian's absence?"
"Lao langtian remembers. My mother is very good."
Xu stood beside the old lady, smiled gently and said, "husband, it's cold and windy at the door. Why don't we go into the lobby and sit down?"
Lin Lang Tian nodded slightly and said to me, "Mom, I'll help you in."
Lin Qingqian followed the group towards the front hall.
There were five or six women dressed up. She guessed that they should all be Lin langtian's concubine room, but she didn't know anyone except Lin Qingrou's Wen standing next to her.