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

Chapter 159 Maybe this is God's arrangement
Mu Yanqing said: "When I find out, I won't hide it from you."

Lin Yuyan naturally believed him, and she asked the doubts in her heart: "You rushed from the middle of Beijing to Jiangdao Canyon and then back to Beijing. It stands to reason that my father's team will not arrive in Kyoto so late, right?"

After Mu Yan finished putting on his robe, Lin Yuyan virtuously arranged the skirts for him, and naturally sat beside him.

Mu Yanqing looked at her gentleness with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and unconsciously fell into it.

He said: "I left more than ten guards to follow, and I specially asked General Lin to return to Beijing later, and there are some things that need to be arranged in the court."

Lin Yuyan looked at him and guessed: "For example, you won an imperial decree for the Duke of Dingguo to confer a title?"

Mu Yanqing had a half-smile on his face, "I didn't fight for it, it was a few counselors who advised me, and the Grand Master who had already retired personally handed over the face sage and asked for it in front of the hall."

Lin Yuyan told the essence: "That's what you went to deal with, am I right?"

At that time, before the imperial edict arrived, he looked like he was waiting for the imperial edict.

Mu Yan nodded her smooth forehead, "If you want to think this way, I have no choice but to accept this love."

Lin Yuyan hugged his arm and sincerely thanked him.

Mu Yanqing pinched her little hand tightly in punishment, "Don't be so alien to your husband."

Lin Yuyan frowned, "It hurts."

Mu Yanqing hurriedly brought her delicate catkins in front of her for a closer look, "Does it really hurt? I didn't use much force just now."

Lin Yuyan burst out laughing, "Look at how nervous you are, you wouldn't even if I died before..."

Mu Yanqing blocked her lips, "Don't talk nonsense."

Lin Yuyan's face flushed again, "Oh."

Mu Yanqing asked her, "When did you come here?"

Lin Yuyan knew what he was asking, "It's just that Lin Xiluo was beaten to death after being punished, and I woke up in her body. At that time, it really hurt like hell."

There was guilt in Mu Yanqing's eyes, and he looked at her with pure pity and brokenness, which made Lin Yuyan very unbearable.

This man is domineering, cold, pure and cute. Where can I find such a husband?

Lin Yuyan comforted him and said, "Perhaps this is the arrangement of God, just to let me come to you."

Mu Yanqing asked: "Then what is Feng Zhi's explanation? It stands to reason that you have no relationship with him. When you were drunk, I heard you call him Ying Chen."

Lin Yuyan's mind was in a mess. Didn't Moju say that Shizi didn't come back the night she got drunk?

She casually found a reason: "That's a line I used to say a lot."

"What's the line?"

Lin Yuyan said with shame: "I rehearsed a play with some friends, and I played one of the roles. That role has a sweetheart named Yinchen."

She was lying, so she didn't dare to look at Mu Yanqing, and said to him: "I'm a little hungry, there are too many people in the house eating tonight, and I haven't eaten anything."

Mu Yanqing stopped asking, and went out to order the kitchen to make some dishes.

Lin Yuyan said, "Just a bowl of noodles."

Ever since, she, who was not hungry at all, showed off a big bowl of noodles in front of Mu Yanqing.

She hiccupped, "I won't be able to fly when I get back."

Mu Yan pampered her and wiped the corners of her mouth, "This son can let you go home alone?"

Lin Yuyan giggled, "I knew you would send me off."

Mu Yanqing personally sent her to Xiyaoyuan, Shi Ziye's martial arts came and went without a trace, he appeared in Xiyaoyuan, even the mother-in-law who was guarding the door didn't notice.

The maids in the courtyard did not dare to talk about seeing Shizi appearing in the courtyard, they just did what they had to do.

Before Mu Yanqing went back, Lin Yuyan said to him: "Tomorrow, there is something I need your help with."

Mu Yanqing looked at her, "Say it."

Lin Yuyan said: "My father asked me to go to the palace to greet the princess every morning. He probably wanted me to apologize to the princess until the princess calmed down. You know my temperament, I can't do it..."

Mu Yanqing understood, she scratched her chin helplessly with her long fingers, and said, "I'll edit a book tomorrow and ask Butler Zheng to give it to General Lin."

Lin Yuyan was completely satisfied, "That would be great."

"Well, I'm leaving."

The Shizi was still reluctant to let go, and said to go, but his posture did not move half a step, standing there as stable as Mount Tai.

Seeing that there was no one around, Lin Yuyan quickly touched his face with red lips, "Go back and rest earlier."

There was light in Mu Yanqing's eyes, "Okay."

Lin Yuyan sniggered in his heart, it was really coaxing.

Prime Minister's Mansion.

Feng Zhihai paced back and forth in the dark study room, a man stood in the center with his head lowered, daring not to make a sound.

Feng Zhihai stopped on the desk, slapped his hand hard, still puzzled, turned around and pulled out the sword hanging on the wall.

With a sound of "shua", the sword was placed across the man's neck, and the blood flowed out quickly.

"Dog slave, why do I need you!"

Facing the prime minister's wrath, the man's young face flashed a bit of timidity, but he still stood upright.

He said: "Master Prime Minister, please give this subordinate another chance to make up for it!"

Feng Zhihai threw the sword at his feet, "How else can you defeat it? Useless trash!"

Fan Xifeng clasped his hands and said, "This time the power should be the last gift to Duke Ding. According to my little guess, the one who asked Duke Ding to confer the title is actually the son of Prince Jian's Mansion behind it."

Feng Zhihai scolded: "These old men know, I want you to tell!"

Fan Xifeng still didn't panic, "Prime Minister, Mu Yanqing has already engaged the young lady, but in the court hall he has repeatedly opposed you, the prime minister, and offended the young lady several times. Taking advantage of today's events, it is It's time to beat your son-in-law."

"Your son-in-law must be used by you. Is Mu Yanqing meddling too much?"

These words touched Feng Zhihai's heart, he really wanted to restrain Mu Yanqing when he made this marriage.

Never thought that Mu Yanqing didn't know good from bad, and dared to be rude to his favorite jewel!

Fan Xifeng said: "The matter is very simple, the son of the world joined forces with the counselors to make an appeal, and the Grand Master Wei is his maternal ancestor, if it reaches the ears of the sage, it is the crime of forming a party for personal gain and disrupting the imperial court."

Feng Zhihai asked, "What evidence do you have?"

Mu Yanqing has always been meticulous in his work, and he is clearly in control of everything, but it seems to have nothing to do with him.

It would be even more difficult to catch his fault.

Fan Xifeng said: "The so-called Qingliu literati like officials are the easiest to defect. If the prime minister trusts his subordinates, he can leave it to his subordinates to deal with it."

Feng Zhihai snorted coldly, "If you can't finish it, the old man will take one of your arms off!"

Fan Xifeng finally shed a few drops of cold sweat, "Subordinate, I will die!"

Feng Zhihai waved his hand: "Get off."

"Yes!"

Fan Xifeng exited the study and heard the mournful sound of the piano in the night. He looked into the backyard and walked over boldly.

Looking for the sound of the piano, he went to a pavilion, and saw the young lady playing the piano by candlelight. He stood behind a pillar and stared at it bewilderedly.

Mu Hengmo rode through the road in the middle of the night, and when he heard this desolate voice, he glanced at the high wall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and said with disgust, "How can this piano sound be comparable to Lin Wannan's death-defying skill?"

(End of this chapter)