Transmigrating the Book: Concubine Side She wants to change the script

Chapter 114 Lin Xiluo, She Knows Sorcery?

Lin Yuyan was supported by Feng Nianshan, and she didn't know if Feng Nianshan did it on purpose, her hands pinched her arm so hard that her nails almost left marks on the satin.

Lin Yuyan gritted her teeth, she looked up at Feng Nianshan.

There was nothing wrong with Feng Nianshan's face, she looked at her sincerely and said, "Miss Si, be careful."

Saying this in his mouth, he pinched his hands hard and then let go.

Where is Lin Yuyan willing to suffer?

She put her backhand on Feng Nianshan's shoulder and patted that thin shoulder vigorously.

The strength of a martial arts practitioner made Feng Nianshan's face turn pale from the pain, and her back was turned to the guests, the calmness in her eyes turned hard for a moment.

Lin Yuyan smiled shallowly, withdrew her hand and said, "Thank you, Qianjin Feng, for your help."

Feng Nianshan took a breath slowly and said, "You're welcome."

The two treated each other politely, which made the guests feel very strange.

Lin Yuyan passed Feng Nianshan to look at the chief seat, but Mu Yanqing was no longer there.

Her gaze swept across the side hall, and she met a little girl behind the opposite crowd.

Seeing that she found out, the woman hurriedly lowered her head, went around the screen and went out through the side door.

Lin Yuyan looked at the thin figure, and couldn't think of who this girl was for a moment.

At this time, more than a dozen daughters from the side branches of the Prime Minister's Mansion came to congratulate Feng Nianshan, and the wives and servants from each house followed behind, crowded.

Lin Yuyan went out to breathe, and met several princes by the lake.

Mu Hengmo led a few younger brothers, and when he saw Lin Xiluo, he couldn't help ridiculing him.

"The cousin of the Feng family is generous, and invited you regardless of past suspicions. Do you know that a side concubine is not qualified to appear at this banquet?"

Lin Yuyan said: "That's right, Feng Qianjin is so magnanimous, why didn't the second prince learn two points?"

Mu Hengmo raised his eyebrows upside down: "Lin Xiluo!"

Mu Hengcong hurriedly tried to persuade him: "Second Brother, today is my cousin's birthday, and we value harmony and harmony."

After he finished talking to Mu Hengmo, he said to Lin Yuyan: "Madam Fengyi, Brother Huang has no malicious intentions, so please don't mind."

Lin Yuyan couldn't get angry with Mu Hengcong. This Mu Hengcong was handsome and good-natured, and she couldn't bear to lose her temper.

She said: "For the sake of the third prince, let's forget it this time."

Mu Hengmo was about to quarrel with her again, Lin Yuyan saw the butler hurried in, and looked behind the butler, it was clearly someone who came from the palace.

She recalled that in the book, this was Feng Nianshan's aunt the queen who sent someone to give gifts.

She didn't want to kneel here, so she pressed her stomach and pretended to be unwell, and quickly walked to the backyard.

As soon as I left the Peony Pavilion, I heard my father-in-law's shrill voice: "Feng Nianshan, the daughter of the prime minister's mansion, has been virtuous and virtuous since she was a child, according to the order of the empress and empress, and she has always been a girl who has taught poetry, calligraphy, piano and chess in her heart. Today is a good birthday..."

The Empress Dowager gave a generous gift, which was a great honor, and many people knelt down in the mansion.

Lin Yuyan hid in the attic. She took out the ice cream from her ring and ate it. She hadn't enjoyed a cold ice cream for a long time, and she really enjoyed it.

She looked at the ring on her hand. Now that wearing a ring has become a trend, no one will covet her ring, very good.

After eating an ice cream, she took out a pack of wet wipes from her ring to wipe her mouth, and returned to the courtyard after hearing the man in the palace leave.

Lin Yuyan jumped down from the attic, not noticing a pair of eyes at the window of the opposite building.

Feng Zhi rubbed his eyes a few times, could he be dazzled?

The side concubine of the Prince's Mansion, Lin Xiluo, could she know sorcery?
Obviously empty-handed, where did she come up with such strange things?
Feng Zhi was stunned for a moment, and without thinking much, he lifted up the corner of his robe and got off the ladder.

Lin Yuyan walked back to the courtyard from a small path, and a thin man walked towards him.

She stood aside to make way, the man bowed his hands to her politely, and said, "Mrs. Fengyi."

Lin Yuyan couldn't guess his identity, and Lin Xiluo didn't seem to have him in his memory.

Looking at his clothes, there seems to be nothing special about him, and he doesn't wear any jade ornaments, so it's hard to identify.

She said, "You are..."

Feng Zhi's expression seemed a little stunned, Miss Lin Si didn't know him?

He said brightly: "My lord, Feng Zhi, today I came here specially to celebrate Shanmei's birthday."

Lin Yuyan remembered that this role didn't seem to be very important, it was just the offspring of the prime minister's mansion, no one got a job and worked in the library.

She bowed and said: "I'm sorry, I didn't recognize it for a while."

Feng Zhi said: "It's okay, I don't know if Mrs. Feng Yi is here and needs help. I can do half of the master's rites and do it for Mrs. Feng Yi."

Lin Yuyan said: "My lord, you are welcome. I just... just felt a little uncomfortable, so I came here to sit here. Thank you, lord, for your concern."

Mu Hengling and Mu Yanqing stood on the pavilion in the middle of the mountain. The high pavilion could only hear the chirping of birds and insects. It was a good place to talk.

Mu Hengling asked: "Qingyuan, what do you want to talk about here?"

Mu Yanqing never beat around the bush, so he took out a dagger from his sleeve and placed it on the stone table.

Mu Hengling looked at the dagger and wondered: "This is Zefeng's totem? Have you met Zefeng's elaboration?"

He sighed, patted the folding fan in his hand on the railing, and said: "In the past two years, Zefeng and Zhou Liang have become more restrained."

"You are temporarily stationed in the Sansi Yamen. If you encounter a spy, you will be killed. Father will understand."

Mu Yanqing lowered his eyes to look at the blood on the dagger, his long eyelashes cast shadows in the light, and there was some impenetrable ups and downs.

He said: "Qiancheng, although these detailed works use Zefeng weapons and wear Zefeng commoners, their martial arts are no different from those of the Central Plains school."

Mu Hengling's folding fan paused, and he turned his head to look at the bushes in the mountain, and said, "So, someone pretended to be a secret agent to attack you."

When Mu Yanqing heard these words, Leng Yi's face became more alienated.

He said: "His Royal Highness, since the founding of the country, all the kings of Qi and Yan have been famous for hundreds of years, and their reputations have lasted through the ages. No king will abdicate willingly amidst the turmoil of the people's livelihood."

"Everything, don't rush forward."

Mu Hengling's brows were stained with a bit of hostility, and he was secretly wary.

Although Qingyuan didn't make it clear, both sides knew it well.

Mu Hengling didn't respond, he reopened the fan and shook it twice, then suddenly looked somewhere in the yard, and said, "Isn't that Feng Zhi and your side concubine?"

Mu Yanqing's eyes were dark, he turned two steps, and then saw the two people in the courtyard from the gap between the trees.

He read the word Feng Zhi in his mouth and asked, "Who is it?"

Mu Hengling said: "It's not a big shot. He does some clerical work in the library, so he's a bit talented. When the imperial examinations were held, he helped pass the news a few times."

Mu Yanqing watched the two people talking in the courtyard, pressed his long fingers on the railing, and quickly looked away.

(End of this chapter)