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Chapter 52 What Do You Say?
"I'll stay in the sun for a while longer." Yin Ling stood up and stretched himself.

He stretched his hand back, almost touching the osmanthus tree behind him, which he transplanted from the young master's garden.

"Eh!"

Yuanying was startled, and immediately took a step forward, trying to help him block it.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's going to be better anyway." Yin Ling said indifferently.

"no!"

Yuanying snorted softly, "The imperial doctor saw it yesterday and said that the wound has not healed yet!"

"I'm not that vulnerable yet."

Yin Ling shook his head and smiled, thought for a while, and said, "Actually, you don't need to do this, I was just in a hurry that day..."

Before she finished speaking, Yuan Ying suddenly said, "You...don't you hate me?"

Yin Ling froze for a moment, his eyes fell on her face.

I saw her expression seemed a little lost, with lowered eyebrows and a pair of jade hands awkwardly placed in front of her body.

Yin Ling swears that he has never seen the princess of Jinchuan like this.

"Why did you say this all of a sudden?" Yin Ling asked in a daze.

"Others say that I have known people since I was a child and have outstanding abilities, but I know that they are actually trying to please my father. After all, no one would like a woman with outstanding abilities, and I... on the day of my wedding, I was self-righteous. What cooperation are we talking about with you, you..."

Having said that, Yuanying plucked up her courage and raised her head to look at Yin Ling.

Looking at each other, Yin Ling looked at Yuanying's slightly moving phoenix eyes, and saw a light that had never been seen before.

Yin Ling sighed, and said: "At first, I really didn't like you very much. Although I admit that you do have outstanding abilities, there is no doubt about it. You don't need to belittle yourself. In fact, I had a good impression of you in the first place."

"What about now?" Yuan Ying blurted out impatiently.

Yin Ling smiled: "What do you think, how much do you like a person who set up a few checkpoints for you, put you together, and didn't even meet him in the end? Not to mention you and your father, including you Jin Chuan, you have been investigating me overtly and secretly, until you came to Xin Chuan and negotiated a self-righteous business with me..."

Having said that, Yin Ling paused.

After traveling for more than three years, he has well inherited the world, or the tradition that Xinchuan people like to sell.

Oh, Guan Zi.

"I see..." Yuanying's beautiful face lost all color in an instant.

Yin Ling smiled helplessly: "Look, you are still like this, I haven't finished my words, what do you know?"

Yuan Ying raised her head upon hearing this, and stared at him with her phoenix eyes blinking.

Yin Ling said again: "I have a suggestion, do you want to hear it?"

"what?"

"Remember the wontons I took you to eat that day?"

"Remember, you... do you want to say that I want to be like Wonton, with a low-key appearance but a rich heart?"

"...I want to say that the wontons that day were delicious, as well as barbecue, steamed buns, Liangpi and so on. Sometimes, they also add a little bit of short-term pleasure to this boring life."

"?"

Yuan Ying was dumbfounded.

Yin Ling sighed: "It means, you need to be more down-to-earth."

Yuanying blinked: "What is down-to-earth?"

Yin Ling smiled: "It's 'vulgar'."

"I understand."

Yuanying nodded, with her intelligence, she could quickly understand such an explanation, then she took a deep breath, looked straight into Yin Ling's starry eyes, "If... I mean if, let me be more down-to-earth, You will also..."

Speaking of this, her voice became smaller and smaller, and the blush on her face had already spread behind her ears.

Will you still hate me?
This last sentence, Yuanying couldn't say it, the little deer in her heart was provoked by shame, and started to be mischievous again.

Of course Yin Ling knew what she meant, so he smiled faintly at her.

"What do you say?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly but naturally took her into his arms.

At this time, the sun is just right, and the sunlight shines through the sweet-scented osmanthus trees, as if it warms the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in the air.

Yuan Ying didn't have time to react to the sudden hug, but she seemed to be drunk the moment she felt the warmth of Yin Ling's chest.

She subconsciously wanted to struggle, but found that she couldn't get out.

The sun is just right, and the sweet-scented osmanthus is raining.

There was only the sound of heartbeats in my ears, and I couldn't tell if it was my own or that man's.

……

During the month of confinement, Yin Ling took this opportunity to take a good rest (Bǎi) rest (Làn) for a period of time.

During this period, the eldest son Yin Song, who was turned pale by Yin Ling's words in the court hall, naturally would not let go of the opportunity to make trouble.

Like Yin Zheng's Jingyuan, the Mingyuan during the confinement period was delivered by the Department of Internal Affairs. Under Yin Song's instruction, the supplies would naturally not be sufficient.

But Yin Ling and Yin Zheng are different. Are you short of supplies from the Department of Internal Affairs?

Heh, whoever didn't think of Yin Ling after this incident, not to mention Yin Ling and the officers and soldiers of the Bingma Division, had a good relationship before.

This time they guarded and grounded them, and let them go if they could.

Not to mention the supplies, let alone Jiuchuan Pavilion, which makes a lot of good dishes every day and sends them to Mingyuan. It is the Jiuchuan Pavilion established by Yin Ling, Tianzhuang, Wenwen Winery, and other Bachuan Majie, Liu Yu and others. The correspondence between them has never been interrupted.

And blatantly.

Seeing this, Yin Song gritted his teeth with hatred, but he had nothing to do with Yin Ling.

Lord Xinchuan didn't express his opinion yet, if a direct eldest master did too much to his brother, he would always fall into the trap of inhumanity.

But Yin Zheng's life was not so easy.

Leaving aside the anxiety and anxiety every day, Li Wei had to go to the fields to grow vegetables to fill his stomach even for food. The key point was that the people who poured Yexiang brought in those rapeseeds.

How miserable.

It is completely different from Yin Ling's Mingyuan.

A month later.

The lockdown period has passed.

As Yin Ling expected, the Xinchuan Palace really sent him a request for an audience.

But the place where they met was not in the Xinchuan Palace, but in Yin Ling's Jiuchuan Pavilion.

"Gu hasn't come out for a long time. I heard that you and your third brother have built such a restaurant. I wanted to take a look and dragged it on until now."

On the third floor of Jiuchuan Pavilion, only Yin Ling and a few members of his organization can enter.

At this moment, Lord Xinchuan was sitting on the third floor of Jiuchuan Pavilion. In front of him was a table full of delicacies, and there was Yin Ling, beside whom Liang Shi was serving.

"Father is able to come, it is my son's honor."

Yin Ling was neither sad nor happy, and filled a glass of wine for Lord Xinchuan, "These are all new dishes from Jiuchuan Pavilion, father should try more."

Master Xin Chuan nodded, picked up a piece of Yan Chuan's plum blossom meat and put it in his mouth, his expression was slightly surprised, and then turned into satisfaction.

room.

The father and son exchanged cups and had a happy chat.

But what they talked about were all the family's short stories, including Yin Lin's current life in Mingyuan, and his husband and wife relationship with Princess Jinchuan.

until……

Master Xinchuan said a word.

"You are still young, some things are not what you think, or the whole court, or even the whole world, is not what you think."

Yin Ling put down his chopsticks and didn't speak.

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