Maybe the man didn't have a strong idea of killing Lin Huaisheng, otherwise he didn't have to play tricks.
He walks in the night, a shadow that sees no light. He longed to be known by Lin Huaisheng, since he pressed the first note, maybe this person was always watching Lin Huaisheng's every move in a corner. Lin Huaisheng was calm, so he was full of anger. If he wanted Lin Huaisheng's reaction, he had better panic and make all the pitiful ugly things. He wanted to see it, laugh at it and cherish it, so he did more extreme and bad behaviors. .
This is a man who wants nothing more than attention. Originally, Lin Huaisheng planned to play with him slowly and enjoy the fun and excitement of deciphering, but today the other party pinched his neck, which completely changed Lin Huaisheng's mind.
Lin Huaisheng cherished his life very much, even if it was just a game or a dungeon, he also hoped that he could live well.
Pale fingers caressed the scarred skin of these sufferings. These finger marks are the symbol and retention of evil thoughts, crawling all over Lin Huaisheng's neck, they are terrifying and deformedly gorgeous. Lin Huaisheng blocked it with his fingers, and then moved away, his eyes flickering.
Still refusing to let that poor opponent succeed, he calmly picked out a few shirts with extremely high collars from the cabinet, fastened the two moiré buttons one by one, and crushed those ferocious centipedes that were eating their skin bit by bit. .
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Last night, several families in the capital did not wait for their young masters to return. After inquiring, they found out that several young masters had actually entered the capital. Both father and brother in the family are officials in the court, and at the moment they are angry and ashamed, and they just want to bring him back from the yamen of the Kyoto Prefecture. As a result, the Governor of Kyoto was also a cunning man, and sent everyone away with one sentence: he was brought here by the Minister of Dali Temple.
Although the reason is unknown, Jiangsheyan's crimes have already caused serious problems for several families. Those with low official positions, whose face turns blue and white, just pinch their noses and bear it; those with high official positions don't want to make people feel that they are inferior to Jiang Sheyan, but no matter how troublesome, Kyoto Prefecture is not a place where people are unrestrained, thinking about waiting for the second The next day, the aggressiveness came again, but in the early morning, I saw the injured Wen Renyue first.
Wen Renyue was born in white clothes, and he was able to serve as the prime minister at a young age. Scholars in the market regard him as a role model and fanatically pursue him; officials in Beijing and China admire him more for his skillful skills. All in all, Wen Renyue's daily behavior is unmistakable. But today, I don't know if it was because of the injury, Wen Renyue's complexion was very bad. Seeing that his right hand was so badly bandaged, the colleagues who were close to him were concerned first, but the response they received was also indifferent.
Wen Renyue's gaze was as cold as a knife, and when he got close, he was a little scared, and then he glanced along from the corner of his eye, and Wen Renyue was looking at Yan Qiu, the servant of the household department.
Don't look at Wen Renyue's young age, he has already held the wind in the past two or three years, and his words and deeds will be guessed deeply, let alone such an obvious attitude. And when the geese from Jiangshe came, there were two icebergs on the court hall. The icebergs were facing each other, and they hated each other.
Yan Shilang naturally felt it too. When he came, he was bothered by his family and he was crying about his son-in-law being imprisoned in the capital, but now he has to bear the gaze pressure of Wen Renyue and Jiang Sheyan, and at the same time, he has to endure the shadowy inquiries of his officials. The torment in my heart can be imagined.
But the rest of the people have to suffer bitterly. Some were quick-witted, thinking of the delicate brother-in-law relationship between Wen Renyue and Jiang Sheyan, and also related to the recent case of Qianyang County Lord Lin Qishu, I already had a rough answer in my mind.
Sure enough, after the court came down, it was reported that the group of young masters offended Wenren Zaifu face to face, and even injured Zaifu, but Wen Renyue himself did not refute. Yan Shilang wanted to come to the door in person to make amends, but he suffered a soft nail. Wen Renyue was either dealing with important government affairs or recuperating from his injuries. He didn't want to see him at all. Finally, Mrs. Yan suggested a solution.
"How about I go to see Miss Lin? In the final analysis, it is also because of the matter of the Xijing Palace..."
Yan Shilang said impatiently: "A woman's opinion! I heard that Ren Yuecheng's mansion is deep. Back then, I boarded the boat of the Xijing Palace and said yes. Chenglong Kuai's son-in-law is just acting like a horse for a yellow-haired girl, he hates the Lin family to death, how can he speak for the Xijing Palace?"
Mrs. Yan was also anxious, after all, her child was still locked in it.
"Then the last one he will marry is not the little Princess of Xijing Palace."
Shilang Yan stopped talking.
After a long while, he waved his hand: "Then you go and try... By the way, you take Yan Yan with you."
"Why did you take her?"
"Didn't she stay with Princess Duanyang when she went to the nunnery to recuperate ? ?"
Madam Yan hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed.
The Yan family didn't know at all that it was Wen Renyue and Lin Huaisheng who lured them into the urn step by step in order for Yan Yan to show up. The steward had received orders in advance, and when he saw these two people coming to visit, he no longer turned them away like the first one who politely rejected Shilang Yan, but instead led them into the flower hall.
This is something to do, Mrs. Yan held back her joy, picked up the teacup, and inadvertently got her tongue scalded by the hot tea.
The steward looked at Mrs. Yan who was covering her mouth and sobbing, and apologized with a smile: "I have sent someone to invite the doctor, Mrs. Yan, please wait here. As for the girl, she is not able to bear the fatigue, and I am afraid that she will not be able to come here. Why not come here today?" The third girl will go with the servant girl to meet our girl first?"
Yan Yan hesitated and said, "...just me?"
The steward smiled and nodded.
After the Yan family entered Wen Renyue's residence, it was only at this time that they gradually felt Wen Renyue's arrogance and contempt. Yan Yan separated from Mrs. Yan.
The flower hall is still far away from the small attic where Lin Huaisheng lived. The maidservant who led the way moved lightly with her lotus steps, but her skirt was blown by the wind, and Yan Yan had to pick up her pace to catch up with her. Yan Yan even suspected that this was someone who heard it The government played tricks maliciously. It's just that the closer you get to the attic, the more beautiful the scenery is. It's obviously meticulously crafted, and there is indeed a beautiful woman who is regarded as a treasure living here.
In the distance, Yan Yan had already seen the small attic, but it was not as shocking as getting close to see the whole picture. Yan Yan dared to say that the Qionglou Tower in the sky is nothing more than this, but it was built on the earth, as if it was forcibly torn from the sky, representing the greatest desire of a dunfang gentleman to hear people.
The maid is gentle and pleasant.
"Miss Yan San, my girl is upstairs, but she has been worrying and depressed recently, please bear with me."
Yan Yan could only agree.
With the words of the maid again, Yan Yan originally thought that he would see an arrogant and domineering woman, but when he pushed the door of the pavilion and lifted the curtain of incense, the most beautiful scenery in the world was locked in the attic. The beautiful woman was thin, and the long gown was floating on him like a feather. At this time, this small attic with a grand scene in the world became vulgar again. Gold and jade agarwood, glazed eaves and tiles, all are vulgar. But only vulgarity seems to be able to ruin his renunciation and keep him in the world.
As a result, he was not dignified. He got up late and was lazy to put on his makeup. Lin Huaisheng met people with his hair covered.
Lin Huaisheng said lightly: "Miss Yan, please sit down."
Yan Yan sat down.
The maid was pouring tea for the two of them, Yan Yan didn't dare to look at other things, but just looked at the two cups of tea. She thought that Lin Huaisheng called her here alone because he wanted to scald her with such a cup of hot tea, so that Yan Yan would end up like his aunt, Mrs. Yan.
But it was Lin Huaisheng who drank it first.
After he took a sip, he said to Yan Yan: "Third Miss, try it too."
Only then did Yan Yan dare to pick up the cup and drink it resignedly, but he tasted the most appropriate and meticulous hospitality from Wenren Mansion.
Lin Huaisheng observed the third lady of the Yan Mansion calmly, she was probably a concubine and unfavored, with a gentle temperament and submissive nature, most of the time she did what others said. Lin Huaisheng got straight to the point and said directly.
"I know what Miss Yan is here for."
Yan Yan smiled awkwardly. When Yan Yan came here, he had learned from his aunt's mother and knew a little about the whole story. Wen Renyue's actions somehow meant to vent his anger on Lin Huai. And who doesn't know the women in Beijing, who doesn't envy Lin Huaisheng's preference.
"But Miss Yan doesn't know why I asked you to come."
Lin Huaisheng put down his glass.
As soon as Lin Huaisheng said this, Yan Yan was stunned, and wanted to see Lin Huaisheng, but Yan Yan found that the other party didn't look at him at all, as if he was just a piece of grass, not worthy of attention. Yan Yan wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to ask directly, so the tea began to burn his hands, the round stool felt like a carpet of needles, and the beautiful woman who was so clean became treacherous, Yan Yan didn't dare to look, his eyes were begging for protection but he didn't stop, the whole room They are all hot.
Finally, Yan Yan hesitated.
"...but for sister Jingxian?"
With the downfall of the Xijing Palace, Lin Qishu was deprived of the title of princess, if she still called her "Duanyang princess", it was probably due to old friendship. After Lin Qishu left the capital, she led Qingxiu in a nunnery on the outskirts of Beijing. She believed in Buddhism and had a dharma name. Jingxian was Lin Qishu's name after she became a monk.
Seeing Lin Huaisheng nodding his head, Yan Yan felt relieved, and understood what he really should say today, how to please Lin Huaisheng.
"I met sister Jingxian in the nunnery. She took good care of me. I would go to the nunnery every year to live there. I have known Jingxian for many years. When I asked her where she came from, she rarely mentioned the past. It was also a coincidence. I just found out by accident."
Lin Huaisheng said coldly: "Don't mention the past, and she never mentioned me to you?"
Listening carefully, the sadness and panic are ready to come out.
Yan Yan looked at Lin Huaisheng, and later realized how much power he held, and his own words could control Lin Huaisheng's emotions. His unattainable height collapsed suddenly, and no one could drag him down.
Yan Yan pursed her lips to conceal the subtle tension and joy in her heart.
"No, she misses you very much, and she often talked about you to me later." Lin Ling raised her eyes, and this face was suddenly extremely vivid, and the owner of this face said timidly.
"She said, I am very similar to you..."
So Yan Yan got it and confirmed it. The little princess in front of her, who was full of her sister, was on the verge of collapse because of her own words.
It's all his own fault, how could he be born so pure and pure, and reject people thousands of miles away, now he feels uncomfortable, but no one can come to help him.
Yan Yan supported Lin Huaisheng, and the two were very close.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said..."
However, Lin Huaisheng grabbed the third girl's hand, and his nails were deeply embedded in the other's arm.
"No, I want to hear it."
"I can let your brother go, but I don't think that's what you really want. If the third girl has a wish, I can fulfill it for you, and I only ask for one thing."
" My sister is gone. I want Miss San to accompany me to the nunnery where she used to practice, and pack back the last thing my sister left in this world."
Yan Yan agreed, calming Lin Huaisheng's emotions with a gentle voice.
"The little princess has a heart. Sister Jingxian has a spirit in the sky. She will surely keep the little princess safe and happy for the rest of her life."
Lin Huaisheng was immersed in grief and did not respond to this polite comfort.
They were very close, and Yan Yan smelled the orchid-like fragrance of Lin Huaisheng's body, and couldn't help being intoxicated by it, and made a gesture of sniffing, and then saw the bruises that Lin Huaisheng covered up with his collar and hair.
It turned out that he was still injured.
He is so pathetic.