Silly concubine's divorce letter

Chapter 13 A Letter of Divorce

Xing'er just inserted the last pearl hairpin for Lin Qiutang. Lin Qiutang took the rouge and smeared it on her lips. The bright red color was like the flowers blooming in the garden. She looked in the mirror with satisfaction, and she looked beautiful and lovely. People, although they can't make the city and the country, but they can be regarded as everyone's lady.

"Ma'am ordered me to say, the sedan chair has arrived at the door, please hurry up and get married." Outside the door, a rude girl dropped these words and left.

Xing'er walked outside the door to look around, frowned and said, "The auspicious time hasn't arrived yet? Why are you married?"

Lin Qiutang stretched out her hand and straightened the hairpin. She didn't care about the auspicious and inauspicious times, as the ancients paid attention to, but modern people have long since disbelieved in this way.

"Miss, it's unlucky to be married at an auspicious time." Xing'er returned to the room and said with a sad face.

The corners of Lin Qiutang's mouth twitched slightly, and he said coldly: "I'm not going to marry, I'm afraid it will make some people unhappy, forget it, it's already reached this point, don't argue about it, get the hijab for me, and go out immediately."

"It must have been requested by the eldest lady again, it's too much." Xing'er complained angrily, took the red hijab, and gently covered Lin Qiutang's delicate and beautiful cheeks.

"Wait!" Lin Qiutang lifted off the hijab, walked to the table, grabbed several cleaned pears and apples with both hands, and grabbed a large handful of fragrant melon seeds and stuffed them into her cuffs and bosom. stuffed.

Xing'er stared straight at her, and couldn't help asking: "Miss, are you going to get married, or go to see a play, why are you still eating melons and fruits?"

"No one takes this marriage seriously, so why should I take it seriously." Lin Qiutang pursed her lips disapprovingly, taking it seriously.

Miss's temperament became more and more inexplicable, making it hard to understand, Xing'er could only sigh: "Miss can't lose face."

"It's better to disgrace me, I just have a chance to divorce that ghost king." Lin Qiutang replied half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Ah, it can't be done. She was divorced just after she got married. I don't want the young lady's reputation? I'm afraid I will make my wife angry." Xing'er was really shocked by Lin Qiutang's bold and direct words, and she was stunned for a long time. Come.

"Worry." Lin Qiutang glared angrily, put the hijab on herself, stretched out a hand softly, Xing'er hurried forward to hold it, and the master and servant walked out of the room slowly.

"Xing'er, have you prepared everything you need to prepare, don't go on a business trip." While walking, Lin Qiutang asked seriously.

Xing'er nodded and replied: "Who doesn't earn money if you have money, don't worry, miss, everything is ready, and you can see it as soon as you go out."

At the door, Lin Zhongyuan stood at the door with his two wives and one daughter, smiling and politely greeting everyone from the Ghost King's Mansion who came to pick him up.

The main character didn't appear on stage, but a stern-faced middle-aged butler came to the palace, a festive little red sedan chair carried by four people, and a team that was not spectacular, so shabby that people couldn't help crying, at least it was the prince's wedding what.

The atmosphere in front of the door was a bit stiff, the housekeeper of the palace couldn't hold back, Lin Zhongyuan's smiling face seemed to him to be nodding coldly, Bai Xuefeng stared angrily, how dare an unfavored prince's subordinate A third-rank official is so rude, it's almost defiant, it's too noble.

"Mother, what do those people do? They brought so many boxes over here."

Lin Dongmei pointed to a group of people walking not far away. There were twelve people in total, and they carried six large boxes. The boxes were tied with red silk and tied with big festive flowers.

Everyone was very curious, and suddenly heard a woman's indifferent voice: "That's my dowry."

Everyone turned around in surprise, and saw Xing'er walking out the door with Lin Qiutang supported by one hand, and it was today's bride, Lin Qiutang, who answered the question.

A full six large boxes were placed at the entrance of the Lin Mansion, and the gate was sealed. Everyone was dumbfounded. Lin Dongmei was the first to choke, pointing at Lin Qiutang coldly and shouting: "Hey, where did you get so much money to buy these few boxes?" A box of dowry? Could it be that you stole something from someone else?"

Xing'er hurriedly defended her master loudly: "Miss, please don't be bloody. Miss uses money in a proper way, neither stealing nor robbing."

Bai Xuefeng's eyes sank, and she glanced at Ma Huamei who was beside her. Ma Huamei was also shocked, and quickly stepped forward to grab Lin Qiutang's arm, and said in a low voice, "Daughter, where did you get so much money?"

Lin Qiutang patted his mother's hand, signaling her to relax, and said lightly, "I earned all the money myself, and I will never break the law. Mother, don't worry."

"How can you make money if you don't leave the door and don't open the second door? You are clearly lying and deceiving people." Bai Xuefeng sneered coldly.

Lin Qiutang didn't bother to answer her, and said to Xing'er: "Xing'er, let's get on the sedan chair."

"Hey, please speak clearly. You didn't say where the money came from. Don't even try to walk out of the Lin family's gate." Bai Xuefeng's eyes were red with anger. She had never seen so much money before. How could she let this fool take it? go.

Bai Xuefeng rushed forward like a vicious tigress, but was blocked by the black-faced butler. The butler said coldly: "Miss Lin is the prince's servant when she gets on the sedan chair. Go ahead."

Lin Qiutang never imagined that the butler had such a great reputation and could train such a menacing servant. Is this ghost king really as cruel and brutal as in the legend?
Lin Zhongyuan didn't want to cause trouble at this time, so he quickly stepped down the steps and pulled Bai Xuefeng back: "Madam, let Tang'er go."

"Bitch, tell me clearly, where did you move the money to pay for your dowry?" Bai Xuefeng pointed at Ma Huamei fiercely and asked.

Ma Huamei flinched from her yelling, so Lin Zhongyuan had no choice but to step forward and say, "Okay, okay, don't ask about this beforehand, don't you want to take your daughter to see off your relatives? Go, if you don't go, you will miss the time."

When Lin Dongmei heard the mistake, she hurriedly tugged on her mother's skirt and shouted, "Mother, let's go."

The sedan chair was lifted up and walked along the street. Lin Qiutang lifted up the hipa, took out the melon seeds wrapped in the sleeves, and ate it in his mouth. The sedan chair was quite comfortable, shaking and swinging slightly, and the muscles and bones of his whole body were slightly stretched. , the whole body is comfortable.

Bai Xuefeng really has an eye for money, she has used the money to buy a dowry, and she still looks so unforgiving, hum, this little money makes her a shrew, I really think highly of her.

The four bearers who carried the sedan chair walked lightly and traveled extremely fast. The two sedan chairs in Lin's mansion were thrown far away. Bai Xuefeng and Lin Dongmei kept urging them, and those bearers were so tired that they panted like cows. Even with all his strength, he couldn't catch up.

The Ghost King's Mansion is located in the west of the city. There are two stone lions in front of the gate. There is a word on the main gate, which is a cursive ghost character. Cold, so, if it wasn't for today's wedding day, on weekdays, there would be no one in front of the door, it would be almost a ghost house, and people would not dare to approach it.

(End of this chapter)