After losing my memory, I became a soft double for the general

Chapter 120

Lin Mansion, Furong Court
Lin Sujin leaned on the imperial concubine, covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and coughed a few times. The maid Qiuju knocked on the door and entered, and put down the soup in her hand. A gust of breeze blew the bead curtains in the room, and the bead curtains collided and made a clanging sound. , the servant girl hurried forward to close the window.

She was still muttering: "Young lady's wind-cold syndrome has improved, if the wind blows, it will aggravate the cough."

Lin Sujin rubbed the center of her brows, and asked, "Have the results of the show girl primary election come out?"

Qiu Ju sighed secretly, "Miss has such a good appearance and talent, it is easy to be selected. I handed the portrait of Miss to Mr. Zhao, and Mr. Zhao was very happy."

"He is hoping that Miss will win the emperor's favor, so that he can use this to make a career in the sky."

Lin Sujin frowned, drank the decoction in one gulp, tucked the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, and sighed: "Now that I have chosen, it seems like I have taken a reassurance, I just need to enter the palace with peace of mind."

She pressed the center of her eyebrows and said, "Dress up for me, and I'll go to pay my respects to my stepmother and elder brother."

In Lin's study, Lin Liangchen looked at Su Mei's letterhead and asked, "Do you think she will agree to leave Yangzhou City?"

Lin Jiu folded his arms and looked at Lin Liangchen lazily. He had never seen a young master so attached to a woman, how could he know, he just raised his eyelids, and said lightly: "She is here hesitate."

Since she, Jiang Ling, sent people to hunt down Qin Luan, and she knew that her third brother was not in Jiang Ling's hands, why did she insist on staying by Jiang Ling's side? He could tell that Su Mei was afraid of Jiang Ling, Could it be that she has fallen in love with Jiang Ling, and still has nostalgia for him.

Jiang Ling felt irritable because she couldn't figure out what Su Mei was thinking. She pinched her eyebrows, thought for a moment, and then said, "I want to gamble again, you go and prepare!"

Su Mei and Qin Luan are brothers and sisters who are deeply in love. Just because Jiang Ling chased and killed Su Mei, Su Mei will never stay by Jiang Ling's side again.

It seems that the young master is really stuck, Lin Jiu shook his head, and asked: "Why is the young master so persistent, the young master has never lacked women by his side."

In recent years, there are not a few women who have fallen in love with him. He is even sought after and favored by women because of his good looks.

Lin Liangchen slightly squinted his long and narrow phoenix eyes, which were shining brightly, recalling those past events.

He is the eldest son of the Lin family, and he has been placed with high hopes since he was a child. It has been decided since he was born that he will inherit the Lin family business.

Since he spoke, his father spent a lot of money to hire his husband to come into the mansion to teach him to read and write. Since he was five years old, he has endless books and endless theories every day. The children of other families are all at the age of playing. But he only has endless books.

When he was young, due to poor health, he would always fall ill within three or two days, and he was always isolated in school, and his classmates always called him sick.

He remembered that it was the night of the Shangyuan Festival, and his father promised him that if he could recite "Shanglin Fu", he would take him to Yongning Street to watch the lanterns. Knowing how to compose poems, when he was seven years old, he was able to recite "Shanglin Fu" word for word.

He originally thought that his father would take him to watch the lanterns on Anning Street, but his father excused him that he was not in good health and that it was going to snow outside, and asked the servants in the mansion to take him back to his room to rest, and said that once he was stained with Wanzi, he would die. Then you will play with things and lose your mind, and you will not be interested in reading.

At this time, the mother brought the five-year-old Lin Sujin to come, and said that at a young age, Lin Sujin could already memorize a hundred poems and essays, and could play the piano and sing. Let them read and practice calligraphy together.

Lin Sujin held up her skirt to salute him, and played the piano in public. At that time, Lin Liangchen only had the Lantern Festival in his heart. He was a son of a family, and his husband also taught him piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he knew this piece of music very well. , Lin Sujin played a wrong note due to nervousness, he coldly interrupted Lin Sujin's piano sound and said: "Since you are not good at the piano, you should go back and practice more."

Lin Sujin cried out of anger, and he simply went back to his room and closed the door.

He sneaked out that night, but he never went out. He still remembered that year's Lantern Festival, when the lanterns were like daylight, the cars and horses were like dragons, and the crowd was bustling.

He happily ran into the crowd. The hustle and bustle of the street made him lose himself and his direction. After the excitement in his heart passed, he realized that he had walked a long way before he knew it. He was completely lost in the crowd. Lost.

It was getting darker and darker, the crowd was gradually dispersed, and snowflakes were gradually falling in the sky. He sat on the bridge, holding his knees with his hands, feeling both scared and regretful in his heart.

He was weeping softly, his face covered with tears, at this moment he was cold and hungry, he gathered up his thin clothes, shivering from the cold.

A young and beautiful woman in a blue satin dress led a little girl wearing a red cloak who was about four or five years old and slowly walked up the stone bridge. The little girl stopped suddenly and said to her mother. Said: "That brother seems to have come out alone. In such a cold day, he doesn't have an umbrella, and it's getting dark again. Mother, let's give this umbrella to brother, shall we?"

The beautiful woman nodded, and handed the umbrella to the little girl. The little girl walked up to Lin Liangchen and smiled brightly, "Brother, I'll give you this umbrella. It's getting dark, brother, go home quickly. This little rabbit lantern is also given to you, my brother will not be afraid of the dark with this lantern."

The little girl was born in a pink dress, with red lips and white teeth. He had never seen such a beautiful little girl. At that time, he was thinking that if she grew up, she must be an all-powerful beauty.

The snow fell harder and harder, and the beautiful woman said to the little girl: "Zhen'er, run slowly, carefully slipped and fell."

The little girl named Zhen'er turned her head and smiled at him, and was led away by the woman.

Not long after Su Mei left, the housekeeper found him.

He still keeps the little rabbit lantern, and the umbrella is covered with red plum blossoms in full bloom.

He was immersed in the memories. For so many years, the appearance of that little girl had been imprinted in his mind. The little girl had a beautiful face that people could never forget.

At this moment, I remembered a knock on the door, "Brother, may I come in?"

Lin Liangchen told Lin Jiu: "You step back first, and go get ready."

Lin Liangchen said lightly: "Come in."

Lin Sujin pushed the door lightly and entered, and asked Qiu Ju to put the hibiscus flower cake she made herself on the desk, covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed, then said: "Sujin made this by herself, please brother have a taste. "

Lin Liangchen didn't raise his eyes, but just asked lightly, "I heard that you caught a cold and caught a cold, so let the servants in the mansion take care of these trivial matters."

But the plate of exquisite and beautiful snacks was placed on the desk and was completely ignored. Lin Sujin frowned, her nose was sour, and her eyes were filled with tears. She suppressed the pain in her heart and smiled reluctantly, "Brother, this probably This is Su Jin's last time making snacks for her brother."

The sourness and pain in my heart turned into tears, gushing out.She hurriedly took a handkerchief to tuck away her tears, and said with bitterness: "At the end of this month, Su Jin will enter the palace to accompany her."

(End of this chapter)