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

Chapter 22 Lin Xiluo has learned to pretend

Lin Yuyan's heart skipped a beat, what the hell?

She has seen the props in the crew for this bill, but there is no such last sentence.

This was added after Lin Xiluo's signature, his grandma's!
Lin Yuyan's heart was on fire. Besides Lin Xitong who tricked Lin Xiluo into going to the gambling house to owe the 100 taels, who else was harming her?
Is Lin Xiluo so easy to bully? Anyone can step on her!
Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Mu Hengmo sneered, "Zhou Liang spends his days in the underground gambling house, and you just signed an indebted bill at the gambling house. Could it be because of the money..."

Lin Yuyan interrupted him: "Second prince, ask someone to bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Mu Hengmo's mouth was twisted with anger, "Are you ordering this prince?"

Lin Yuyan said: "Then do you want to take it?"

Mu Hengmo took out his sword and put it on the table, "Lin Xiluo, don't play tricks!"

He cursed, and seeing Lin Xiluo's appearance that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, he yelled outside the courtyard: "Pen, ink, paper and inkstone serve you!"

As soon as he sat down on the chair, he was so angry that he slapped the armrest of the chair.

Mu Hengmo glanced at Brother Qingyuan, and saw Brother Qingyuan standing by the window sill, alone, looking cold and calm.

I have to admire brother Qingyuan, this Lin Xiluo is about to lose the reputation of his palace, how can brother Qingyuan bear it?
Poor Brother Qingyuan, being raped by such a woman by the emperor is really a bad luck for eighteen lifetimes!
Half of Mu Yanqing's figure was hidden in the candlelight, his charming cold eyes glanced over Lin Xiluo's face, seeing her determined expression, his eyes became more thoughtful.

If it was Lin Xiluo in the past, she would not be so calm except for crying and beating.

The little novice came in with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Lin Yuyan sat in front of the small table. She skillfully rolled up her sleeves and inkstone, spread out the rice paper, and took some ink.

Mu Hengmo didn't know what she was doing, "Lin Xiluo, what are you doing?"

Lin Yuyan didn't reply, she wrote with a calm expression, her eyes downcast to the tip of the pen, and the flowing handwriting jumped on the paper.

The night wind blows in from the window sill, the candlelight flickers twice, the light dims and then brightens again, the surrounding is so quiet that only the chirping of insects can be heard.

At this moment, in the warm twilight, Lin Xiluo seemed to have changed into a different person. He was as calm as orchid, elegant and clear, and for a moment there was a demeanor of indifference.

Mu Hengmo wiped his eyes, when did Lin Xiluo look like a lady?
He stared at it for a while, Lin Xiluo put down his pen, she looked up at him, her eyes twitched with aura, and her lips smiled like blue: "Second prince, come and see."

Mu Hengmo woke up suddenly, he hastily turned his head and wiped his face, this... Lin Xiluo became so strange!
He walked over a few steps, "What are you writing about?"

He picked up the piece of paper, looked at it, and asked loudly, "Is this written by you?"

Mu Hengmo compared the two owed bills together, and the handwriting was heaven and earth, irrelevant!
He looked closely under the candlelight in disbelief, and looked back at Lin Xiluo several times in shock.

Lin Xiluo is famous for being ignorant, how could she write such a handwriting?

Mu Hengmo handed the paper to Mu Yanqing, "Brother Qingyuan, look."

Lin Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, the indebtedness signed by Lin Xiluo was not signed, so she just refused to admit it.

Mu Yanqing glanced at the paper in his hand, his long and narrow peach eyes were raised slightly, and there was a trace of surprise in the depths of his pupils.

In just a moment, this slight fluctuation was quickly hidden under the stern face.

Lin Yuyan explained: "I did go to the gambling house on the [-]th day of the Yanyue. I didn't go alone. My fifth sister Lin Xitong was also with me. The IOU that the second prince brought was not from the My own hand, I think someone pretended to be, if the second prince wants to investigate the case, you can ask my fifth sister."

Lin Yuyan smiled at Yan Yan, but his heart was full of scolding.

Lin Xitong played Lin Xiluo in the palm of his hand, maybe he is happy in the mansion now?
Little did she know that Lin Xiluo had already changed people, she was afraid she was going to make a wrong calculation!

Mu Hengmo's expression turned pale. Looking at the handwriting alone, it really couldn't prove that Lin Xiluo had any connection with Zhou Liang Xizuo.

Who forged this bill?
Falsifying Lin Xiluo's debt, and smuggling black gunpowder into the city on the day when Lin Xiluo got into trouble, causing trouble to come to the east, is it like thinking that everyone in the third yamen is a fool!

Mu Hengmo hated being fooled the most. He had an oolong, and coughed awkwardly, "Your name is on the invoice, so I came to ask you about it. Brother Qingyuan, let's go back to the city."

Mu Yanqing didn't want to interfere with this matter at first, if the Holy Majesty hadn't specially called him back to the city, he should be in the Beixia camp at this time.

His gaze flicked over Lin Xiluo, who stood aside with her head bowed in a demure manner, looking like a lady from a great family.

Mu Yanqing's eyes are getting colder, can he change his disposition in just three minutes?
Lin Xiluo has learned to pretend.

If she continues to make trouble, he will definitely clean up the family with his own hands.

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(End of this chapter)