A few days after returning to the palace, the imperial edict for Lin Qing and Si Miaoran to marry was indeed issued.

Si Miaoran is fifteen years old, and she can afford the position of Crown Princess regardless of family background or appearance. The people from the Imperial Heavenly Prison have calculated the auspicious day, and the wedding date is set in late autumn. With less than half a year left, everyone inside and outside the palace immediately became busy.

Lin Feilu found an opportunity to sneak out of the palace and checked out the Crown Princess. She was a symbolic beauty, the kind that smiled without showing her teeth.

In fact, according to her idea, Lin Qing's dignified and calm personality should be matched with an extroverted and romantic girl. Si Miaoran is a standard lady with a good family and is well-educated. She is inevitably a bit like Lin Qing and is too law-abiding.

But when will it be your turn to decide the royal marriage?

After seeing his expected sister-in-law, Lin Feilu immediately ran to the East Palace as soon as she returned to the palace.

When he went there, Lin Qing was practicing calligraphy. He heard her voice from afar. As soon as someone came in, he scolded him: "You are also a big girl, why are you still so unruly? How can you be so yelling?"

Lin Feilu said: "Oh, it seems that the prince's brother likes a quiet and virtuous woman like his sister-in-law?"

Lin Qing paused, looked at her, shook her head helplessly, "Have you left the palace again?"

Lin Feilu sat on the couch, her long blue skirt falling down like tassels, but she couldn't stop her restless shaking feet: "Yes, I'm going to see my sister-in-law! Help the prince brother to check."

Lin Qing laughed and sat over and poured her a cup of crisp tea: "When will it be your turn to check my marriage? If you haven't passed this barrier, wouldn't this marriage be done?"

Although it was a joke, it also expressed helpless bitterness.

Lin Feilu pouted, took the crispy tea he handed over and said, "My sister-in-law is very beautiful and has a very rumored personality. She should be a good wife. The prince will treat her sister-in-law sincerely in the future!"

Lin Qing knocked her restless knee with the handle of the fan, "Just take care of your own affairs. A few days ago, my father mentioned your marriage to me. Do you have a man you like?"

Lin Feilu sprayed out a mouthful of crispy tea.

Fortunately, Lin Qing was flexible and she dodged it at once, but it still splashed on his sleeve. The palace servant next to her rushed to clean up. Lin Qing took out a handkerchief from her cuff and handed it to her mouth, saying that she was speechless: "Look at what you look like. When you were a child, you were obviously so well-behaved now, but now you are more casual."

Lin Feilu wiped her mouth clean and she was a little disappointed: "My father really said he wanted to get engaged to me?"

Lin Qing said: "How can there be falsehood? If you have someone you like, tell me that I can't tolerate a choice. You have to choose someone you like and don't let yourself down."

Lin Feilu shook her head crazy again: "No, I don't want to get married yet!"

Lin Qing said: "I didn't ask you to marry now, I just decided to settle it first. What if someone robs you first?"

Lin Feilu: "If you can snatch it, it means it doesn't belong to me." She rubbed forward and pulled Lin Qing's cuffs, pitiful: "Brother Prince, I don't want to say a kiss so early, please help me talk to my father."

Lin Qing looked at her unyieldingly: "You have been with the fourth brother for a long time and have become a bit of his unrestrained body!"

Lin Feilu: "You are evil and I am qaq"

Lin Qing: “…”

He had no choice but to use this sister who had been spoiled since childhood, and could only nod in her pitiful eyes: "Forget it, you haven't even finished your marriage yet, it's okay to push the marriage back."

Lin Feilu happily took out a round thing from her cuff: "The prince is the best to me, I'll give you this!"

Lin Qing was used to her always taking out some weird things, taking them over and studying them for a long time: "What is this?"

Lin Feilu explained enthusiastically: "This is called yo-yo, this is how you play it. I will demonstrate it to you!"

So the two of them played yo-yo in the East Palace for an afternoon.

With Lin Qing's entourage, and Lin Feilu went to the front of Emperor Lin for a few times, saying that she was reluctant to leave her father, she shed a few more tears, which finally made Emperor Lin give up the idea of ​​getting engaged to her.

Although Lin Feilu himself knew that she could escape from the first day of the lunar calendar and could not escape from the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, she would probably not be so easy to fool her after two years.

But being able to be free for one minute is one minute. Let’s talk about what happens in the future. Let’s find a way when that day comes.

When she returned to Mingyue Palace, Lin Wei was accompanying Lin Zhanyuan to feed the rabbit.

Lin Ting's rabbit died a few years ago. Now all the rabbits in the palace are newly raised. Lin Wei is no longer the little baby who cried and made a fuss to touch the rabbit and the dog. She has become a lively little girl, but she is still very intimate with Lin Zhanyuan.

After so many years, she certainly discovered that Lin Zhan was far from ordinary people, but she did not dislike this foolish brother at all.

Lin Zhanyuan was her only playmate in her entire childhood. When she grew up, she was still willing to be his playmate.

On the way back, Lin Feilu went to the ice warehouse of the Interior Ministry to pick up popsicles. After returning, he divided one for them, and then walked out with the ice box.

Lin Wei sat on the rattan chair wrigglingly, licking the popsicle while asking, "Fifth Sister, are you going to Cuizhuju again?"

Lin Feilu responded casually.

Lin Weiyouyou said: "I heard that my father was going to tell you a kiss. Is the person I like to be the proton? This is a bit difficult. I guess my father would not agree."

Lin Feilu turned her head and took her off the rattan chair, then carried her to the courtyard wall.

Lin Wei was so scared that he cried loudly, not daring to move: "Fifth sister, I was wrong! Let me go! Why do you always do this!"

Alas, after all, I have to master her special skills by Guifei Xi.

Lin Feilu stood under the wall with his chest and arms in his arms, lazily looking at the little girl standing on the wall trembling: "Will you still talk nonsense next time?"

Lin Wei was a little surprised and stopped doing it: "What am I talking nonsense? Don't you like that proton? You have gone to Cuizhuju more times than you have come to me!"

Lin Feilu pointed at her: "You stand here for me."

After saying that, he left with the ice box in his arms.

Not long after walking out, Lin Wei shouted and directed Lin Zhanyuan to move the ladder over.

The bamboos in the green bamboo forest have grown taller and towering over the years, covering up the bamboo garden below. Lin Feilu walked outside the yard, looked at the wall that had blocked his yard, and flew up easily with a little toe.

As soon as she lifted the hem of the skirt, she simply sat down on the wall, her legs hanging in the air slightly crossed, revealing a pair of white embroidered shoes under the hem of the gauze skirt.

Tian Dong was still concentrating on chopping firewood in the yard, and he didn't even notice anyone sitting on the wall.

Song Jinglan flipped through two pages of the book, but before he could come in, he had to walk out of the door.

The girl sat on the wall in blue clothes, shrouded in dazzling sunlight, and seemed to become dazzling.

When she saw him coming out, she didn't say anything, and just smiled and shook the popsicle in her hand.

Song Jinglan laughed and shook his head, and flew lightly next to her and sat down.

Lin Feilu enthusiastically handed over his new work: "Aloe vera smells! Try it."

Even though she has grown much taller now, Song Jinglan, who is sitting next to her, is still much taller than her.

In six years, Xiaopiao has grown into a big beauty. Her beautiful facial features have completely faded. The boy's heroism and gentle handsomeness are perfectly integrated in him. Every move is pleasing to the eye and noble. Just like the gentle senior who once made countless girls secretly admire on the university campus, it is simply a stunning beauty in the world.

Seeing handsome guys can prolong their life, and seeing the best handsome guys can live forever, Lin Feilu feels that he can live for ten more years by looking at him.

Well! That's why she likes to run to Cuizhuju!

Even the action of biting popsicles was so elegant and beautiful. Lin Feilu admired it for a while before asking: "Is it delicious?"

Song Jinglan nodded: "It's delicious."

She laughed: "No matter what I send, your highness never said it was not delicious."

He turned his head and smiled slightly: "The princess is delicious no matter what it cooks."

When Lin Feilu was watched seriously by those soft eyes, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She turned her head and bite the popsicle. The ice slag was broken in her mouth, and her voice was a little vague: "Your Highness is so good at coaxing girls, and I don't know who will be cheap in the future."

After saying this, I felt that my words were strange. Why did I sound sour tone?

Lin Feilu immediately responded in a joking tone: "When will your highness return to China? If you stay here, you may not even be able to marry your wife."

The wind blew up his white clothes, and Song Jinglan lowered his eyelashes slightly: "If I return to China, will the princess forget me?"

Lin Feilu looked at him in surprise: "How could it be? Be more confident in your appearance! I will not forget your nobleman who is so beautiful!"

Song Jinglan lowered his eyes and smiled.

He said: "That's good."

He looked up again and asked as if nothing had happened: "I heard that Your Majesty is choosing a son-in-law for the princess?"

Lin Feilu was speechless: "Why do you even know?" She paused and said, "But it's strange that you don't know."

Sometimes she wondered if this person had wiretips installed everywhere in the palace.

Song Jinglan still smiled: "Does the princess have someone you like?"

This is not the first time Lin Feilu has been asked this question, but when this sentence came out of him, she was a little nervous for no reason. She quickly took a bite of the popsicle and calmed down, and then whispered: "No."

No! Although Xiaopiao has grown into a big beauty now, her psychological age is still older than him!

How can you be shy in front of him! You have lived in this body for too long and are too deeply involved in the show!

Thinking of this, she turned to look at him, and said loudly with her waist on her back: "No!"

Song Jinglan was amused by her righteous look, and stretched out her palm and gently touched her head: "Okay, I understand."

Tian Dong turned around when he heard the movement and saw two people sitting on the wall.

He picked up the chopped wood and walked to the side, muttering as he walked: "I'll exchange so many places for eating popsicles, and this yard is not enough for you to change."

Lin Feilu threw the popsicle sign he had eaten as a dart, "I heard it!"

Tiandong ran away.

She snorted, pulled up the corner of Song Jinglan's clothes to wipe her hands, but she still felt sticky after wiping. Seeing her little face wrinkled, Song Jinglan jumped down from the wall, wet the handkerchief with water, and took it to wipe her hands.

Lin Feilu was satisfied only then.

She asked him, "But Your Highness, when will you return to your country?"

You can't stay here for the rest of your life.

Song Jinglan narrowed his eyes and looked at the floating bamboo forest, with an inexplicable smile in his tone: "It's almost done."

Lin Feilu nodded.
Chapter completed!