Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 17 Nanshan Hidden Secret Road, Bieyuan Indulges in Mandarin Ducks

Lin Yanran was stunned by the beating, she covered her face and fell to the ground, her eyes were full of disbelief: "Daddy!"

"Shut up." Master Lin was afraid that his daughter would say something rebellious, so he hurriedly scolded her loudly.

Lin Yanran was spoiled and beautiful since she was a child, so she developed an arrogant and arrogant personality.

But fortunately, the Seventh Prince stayed to deal with this matter, not His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so Master Lin also breathed a sigh of relief.

"My minister has no way to teach. Today, the little girl caused a catastrophe. I know it's too late. The most urgent thing is the princess's health. I have a panacea here, which was given by Abbot Nanshan Wuwu, and I have already sent someone to give it to the princess. Let me express my apologies, and as for the little girl, I immediately sent someone to send her home overnight, punishing her to contemplate her mistakes behind closed doors, and after the Queen's Empress's plum appreciation banquet is over, I will bring her to the Duke's Mansion to apologize in person."

It is worthy of being a capable general next to the Seventh Prince. After a few words, this matter has been properly arranged. Mr. Lin knows the significance of the Zhen Guogong's mansion to the Chaoyang turmoil. Yan Wanqing, as the eldest daughter of the Zhen Guogong, Anping Princess of Dawei is a crucial step in it.

As long as the seventh prince succeeds in marrying Yan Wanqing, then the future court will not be dominated by princelings.

"Since that's the case, it's hard work for Mr. Lin." Xiao Hongshen was very satisfied with Mr. Lin's handling, and walked towards the direction where the prince disappeared. He didn't want Yan Wanqing and Xiao Pingfeng to develop feelings for each other after such a little effort.

Seeing that everyone was gone, Master Lin helped his daughter up, looked at the slap marks on her cheeks, and said that she didn't feel distressed would be a lie, but the matter was urgent.

Lin Yanran cried so much that she almost fainted, he hurriedly asked someone to help her into the carriage.

Before leaving, Lin Yanran was very unconvinced: "Daddy, am I your daughter or not? This matter is clearly framed by Yan Wanqing, who made me lose face in front of the Seventh Prince!"

Lord Lin said with a gloomy face, "You can't hold your breath, what are you doing arguing with a sick child? Even if she really becomes the seventh prince's concubine and has a few more days to live, take a longer view."

"Father mean to let the daughter swallow this breath?" Lin Yanran's eyes were red, she was unwilling.

Lord Lin stroked his goatee and sneered, "Are you such a wimpy person?" He climbed carefully from a rural scholar-bureaucrat to his current position, not just relying on forbearance.

After exhorting Lin Yanran a few more times, Master Lin breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the carriage slowly go down the mountain.

But when he turned his head, the originally quiet mountain forest was actually on fire at this moment!
Half an hour ago.

As soon as Mrs. Sun saw her drenched daughter being carried into the yard by His Royal Highness, her forehead, which was originally a headache from the wind, suddenly ached even more at this moment.

"This is?"

Sun looked at Yan Wanqing's pale face with distress, and turned sideways to let the two of them enter the room.

Aunt Song ordered the maids to boil hot water methodically beside her, and then heated up the charcoal fire in the house.

"Ma'am, what happened is roughly like this. We have to wait for the princess to see what the imperial doctor has to say after taking a bath." Xiao Pingfeng looked at the slender figure who was being helped into the inner room by the maids, with traces of uncontrollable anger in her eyes.

Mrs. Sun moved her position imperceptibly, blocking his gaze, and said in a restrained manner: "Thanks to His Royal Highness for today's matter."

"Ma'am, you're being polite." Xiao Pingfeng nodded slightly, and retreated outside the door. At this moment, the Seventh Prince just came in from the gate of the courtyard.

Under the cold moon, the two brothers looked at each other from a distance in the yard, neither of them spoke, and Mrs. Sun, who was watching, was also a little frightened. In the end, it was the seventh prince who bowed to his position and bowed his head to greet the crown prince.

"The seventh brother is here just in time. Gu recently got an interesting piece of news. I wanted to wait until the plum appreciation banquet is over before discussing with the seventh brother. Since I have time today, let's talk about it here." Xiao Pingfeng walked down the steps , he is half a head taller than Xiao Hongshen, and Kong Wu's slender figure standing there is a little different from his usual gentle manner. Madam Sun watched from afar, only thinking that everyone praised the good-tempered prince on weekdays Lord, maybe he is not as gentle as the rumors say.

She looked at it twice, her thoughts were in a mess, and finally ordered the servant girl to close the door.

To be honest, she didn't want Yan Wanqing to have any ties with the royal family, but Yan Wanqing's status was placed there, and it was revealed to the public today, so it would naturally attract these ambitious princes, but Sun did not expect that today The prince would be so out of line, he would carry his own daughter all the way back.

The folk customs of Dawei are simple and simple, but a drenched daughter is held in the arms of a man, and there is something wrong with it in public.

Things have already happened, and it's useless to think too much, Mrs. Sun plans to check on her daughter's condition first.

in the inner room.

Yan Wanqing took the maid's hand, drank tea, rinsed her mouth, and spit out pink tea. The wet and cold skirts on her body were also replaced by black dresses one by one. Morbidity is also covered by heroism.

When Mrs. Sun came in and saw this picture, she was shocked again: "What are you doing?"

"I don't have much time. My daughter has to do something. If I don't come back in time, my mother will help me." Yan Wanqing lifted the bed, and there was a secret passage below. She walked down without hesitation, very fast It was too late for Mrs. Sun to react.

When the person entered, Sun spat out angrily.

"This temper is just like that of her father's. He doesn't know what to do, and he has to ask someone to deal with the aftermath." Having said that, Sun ordered someone to put down the bed and restore it to its original state.

She didn't have a long time to blow the evening breeze, so she didn't keep joining in the fun, and when the queen was finished, she was helped back to rest.

Rest a lonely.

Mrs. Sun rubbed her temples, found a maid who was similar in figure to Yan Wanqing, and told her to go to bed and lie down.

Here.

Yan Wanqing shuttled through the secret passage with a fire book, and according to the memory of her previous life, she quickly found the exit.

The night in the mountains is always much darker than in the capital, and the large bamboo forests in the temple rustled under the night wind.

Yan Wanqing took off the spider web stuck to her forehead in the secret passage just now, crawled out of the hole overgrown with withered grass, and entered a very secluded yard.

The candles in the room were flickering, and the enchanting figure was projected on the window paper. The indulgent mandarin ducks clung to each other wantonly, making shy and blushing sounds.

Who would have thought that the empress, who was too drunk at the dinner just now, is now in this other courtyard with hidden secrets... having an affair with someone? !
(End of this chapter)