What exactly happened in less than a year???

Why did her little beauty become a big devil?! Isn’t this cruel and cruel new king who kills his father really the same name and surname?!

Not only was Lin Feilu stunned, but Lin Ting was shocked. He was one of the few people in the Dalin Palace who had bullied Song Jinglan. Although the two had not had much interaction, they were polite every time they met. Song Jinglan always gave him the impression of being gentle and elegant.

Is it an illusion?

This man has been dormant in Dalin for many years, silently, and has been able to win the battle for the throne in less than a year after returning to China. It can be seen that he has not only means but also strategy and scheming, but his mediocre performance in Dalin has always been hidden.

Now that he has become the emperor of the Song Kingdom, he has just succeeded to the throne and used iron-blooded means to rectify the extraordinary principles. It is completely different from the previous Emperor Song who was addicted to beauty. This weak Song Kingdom seems to be about to rise again.

The diners next to him were so shocked that they couldn't speak for a moment, and they couldn't help but feel a little proud. I wondered if he had just heard the news, wasn't this the same expression?

He picked up a peanut with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, shook his head and sighed: "Let the tiger return to the mountain."

Lin Feilu slowly came to her senses from the disbelief and turned to look at Lin Ting.

Lin Ting sighed and whispered: "Let's have dinner first."

Lin Feilu has no appetite.

After only two sips of hot tea, I didn't want to buy new clothes anymore, so I went back to my room to rest.

She took a bath and lay down on the bed just dark. When she closed her eyes, what flashed through her mind was the night they parted last night in late autumn.

At that time, she felt that Xiaomei was a little different from usual.

Whether it was pinching the fingers on the back of her neck or the coldness that seemed to flash in her eyes, they were not like the gentle Your Highness she knew.

It’s not that she didn’t know that he had always planned something, but that she just didn’t want to participate in the ancient power struggles, so she didn’t want to pretend not to know, just live her own life.

She has seen the battle between Lin Qing and Lin Ting over the years, and of course she knows how difficult it is to fight for the throne. According to her perception, even if Xiaopiaoliang returns to China, it would be great that she can be a prince who enjoys all his wealth and safety.

Who knew that what he had always planned was the throne?

What means and strategies does a proton who has been in the enemy country for more than ten years have been able to arrange everything in the country through thousands of mountains and rivers and finally succeed in taking office?

It feels terrible to think about it.

Not only is this terrible, but this person also makes her feel terrible.

Has he used those wood carvings for her, drawing martial arts secrets, and embedding her hands?

Her mentality broke down!

Lin Feilu covered her head with a pillow and wailed twice, then got up and took out the Jimo sword technique in her arms.

This birthday gift that he sent to her from thousands of miles was his wish and his uniqueness to her.

Sometimes when she wakes up in the middle of the night, she will smile silently.

She likes the feeling of taking care of him in his heart.

Will there be no more in the future?

Emperor, the emperor, above all ten thousand people, he began to have everything in the world, and he would have countless people one after another in one word.

He will have a harem, and there will be three thousand beauties in the harem.

Lin Feilu didn't know for a moment that he was more afraid of what he did when he killed his father and brother, or was even more angry that he would have countless concubines in the harem.

She stared at the Jimo Sword Technique for a while, and as if she was angry, she smashed the sword score towards the corner of the bed.

After being humiliated alone for a while, he silently crawled over and picked up the sword score, patted it and stroked it, and put it back in his arms.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night. She tossed and turned. It was so dawn that she finally sniffed for a while and had several messy strange dreams. After the sunrise, Lin Ting knocked on the door: "Xiao Wu, have you gotten up?"

She responded lazily on the bed.

Lin Ting said: "The weather has dropped today and it's a bit cold. Let's go buy some autumn clothes and set off."

Only then did she get up weakly, after washing up, Lin Ting looked at her haggard face and asked worriedly, "Have you not sleep well?"

Lin Feilu thought for a while and asked, "Brother, are we going to fight with Song Guohui?"

Lin Ting was stunned and smiled helplessly, "You didn't sleep well because of this? You don't need to worry about these things." After a pause, he said, "Based on my understanding of my father, as long as the State of Song does not take the initiative to send troops, the father will not start a war."

In the past, Song Jun was a foolish and weak person. Emperor Lin looked forward to the front, let alone now he has changed his new king with tough means. Once a war begins, the peace situation between the Three Kingdoms will be broken. Moreover, if Lin and Song fight, Yong State will definitely not be on the sidelines. This is also a restless and warlike group. I don’t know how many things will happen at that time.

After Lin Ting said that, he thought of something and hesitated: "But... the new king of Song State is coming in full force, and Song State will only become stronger and stronger in the future. If you want to take them down, now is the best time."

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, the new king ascended the throne and caused so many things. The Song State was upright and civil strife. At this time, the war started, and maybe there was a surprise surprise.

It depends on how Emperor Lin weighs the pros and cons.

Lin Ting picked up a crystal dumpling for his sister with a look of regret: "Don't think too much, just have a meal."

Lin Feilu nodded and started eating obediently, but still felt that it was boring. After dinner, the group went out to buy autumn shirts.

When Lin Feilu first bought clothes, she finally regained her interest. As soon as the boss saw her, he knew that it was a big customer. He enthusiastically recommended the new style in the store to her and kept asking the maids who served the store to help the lady try on clothes.

Lin Feilu chose ten sets in one go, and tried them out. The maid who helped her dress looked pretty and looked like a smear of honey. She praised her from head to toe, almost showing off her flowers.

Lin Feilu said: "Okay, this gold medal salesperson, please pack it up."

The maid smiled and lowered her head to tie her belt for her, and suddenly stuffed something into her arms.

Lin Feilu was a martial artist at least and reacted very quickly. She pushed the maid away with one palm, "What are you doing?!"

The maid still looked like she smiled: "The lady is guarding her tightly. I can only send His Majesty's reply in this way."

Lin Feilu was already touching her own self-defense knife. After hearing what she said, her fingers suddenly stopped.

She stared at the maid for a while and asked, "What reply?"

The maid saluted her and said with a smile: "Of course it is Your Majesty's reply. The lady has been staying on Qinshan before. I really can't enter the Qianbian Sect, so I can only wait at the foot of the mountain. Yesterday, the lady finally went down the mountain, but the guards were so tight that I couldn't get close to the lady. When I heard that the lady wanted to buy a autumn shirt, I waited here. If the lady wanted to reply to His Majesty in the future, she just needed to identify the sign of the golden clothes and handed the letter here, and someone would accept the letter."

Lin Feilu's heart thumped twice and finally realized.

It was Song Jinglan who wrote back to her.

She was in a very complicated mood for a moment and looked around, "This... is this your secret whistle of Song State?"

The maid smiled and said, "We are serious businessmen. Golden garment has branches everywhere. New garment styles are sold well in various countries. They lead the fashion of Kyoto noble women. Don't worry, ladies."

Lin Feilu: “…………………”

I believe in your evil.

She raised her hand to touch the letter in her arms, stuffed it in again, and was inexplicably excited. She changed her clothes and went out and said to the maid: "Pack these, how much does it cost?"

The maid smiled and said, "Your Majesty said that these clothes are a gift from a butterfly."

Lin Feilu: "..." She silent for a moment and asked deeply: "What if I want all the dresses in this store?"

Maid: "Please, Miss."

Lin Feilu couldn't say whether she was happy or surprised. She just felt that she had not changed at Xiaopiaoliang.

Lin Ting had already come back after a walk around and bought a lot of food she liked. He stood at the door and asked her: "Xiao Wu, have you chosen it?"

Lin Feilu responded again and said to the maid: "Just pack up the ones I chose, thank you."

After shopping, Xiao Hei and Xiaobai returned to the inn with big bags and began to prepare the carriage. Lin Feilu returned to the room, locked it and secretly took out the letter in her arms.

Compared to her sloppy and hasty greetings last time, Song Jinglan's reply was obviously much calmer.

She was familiar with the handwriting and the length was not long. Just as she told him something interesting happened to him, he also wrote about his life after returning to China. He did not mention the danger of fighting for the throne at all. He said a few words, and he was calm and leisurely every day, as if he had just changed places and lived a life like in the middle of Cuizhu.

Lin Feilu cursed in her heart while watching: Liar! Do you think I don’t know that you have become the emperor?

The last sentence of the letter was when he asked: I miss the princess very much, do the princess think of me?

Through this sentence, I seemed to see him sitting in front of the window holding a pen, smiling at the corner of his mouth.

Lin Feilu touched her hot ears, folded the letter as if nothing had happened, and put it into the Jimo Sword Note.

Xiaobai prepared the carriage, and the group left the city to continue to go to Wutai Mountain. Lin Feilu was wearing new clothes and eating snacks. As the carriage swayed, his mind echoed in his words, "Does the princess think of me?"

I miss you very much, do you miss me?

Lin Feilu bit the crispy peanuts and said to herself, isn’t it wonderful in the world? Why do I miss you? I don’t miss you! Don’t miss me, think of your three thousand beauties in the harem, the big pig’s hoof!

Lin Ting looked through an ancient book he had bought next to him. Seeing this, he couldn't help but smile and asked, "What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?"

Lin Feilu said: "It's delicious!"

Lin Ting smiled and touched her head: "Why are you angry with yourself here again? Who is messing with us Xiaowu?"

Lin Feilu looked at him for a while, lowered her head as if she was discouraged, and said sadly: "Forget it."

Whether he has three thousand beauties or eight thousand beauties, what does it have to do with her? She will not marry him.

She adjusted her mentality and regained her spirits. She looked at Lin Ting's other bag of snacks and asked: "Brother, why did you buy two?"

Lin Ting flipped through the book and smiled as if nothing had happened: "I'm used to it."

Lin Feilu: "Oh——Buy it for Sister Yanxin."

Lin Ting smiled and made a gesture to beat her, but Lin Feilu hid in a haha.

Just laughed and made a fuss all the way. After half a month, the group finally arrived at Mount Wutai.

The secret guards had already gone up the mountain to inform the empress dowager. As soon as they arrived at the foot of the mountain, Lin Feilu saw the Empress Dowager Liu Zhi and several guards waiting there. He immediately jumped out of the carriage and ran over with a smile: "Madam, why have you come down in person?"
To be continued...