Lin Feilu was worried that Lin Jingyuan would jump over the wall and escape, so she squatted on the wall and fed the mosquitoes for a while.

It was so cruel that the uncontaminated mosquito bites people in summer nights. It was a bag in one bite, and it couldn't be beaten. But for this fourth brother who was not worry-free, she could only endure it. As a result, after waiting, Lin Feilu found that not only did not escape, but the candlelight in the room was also extinguished.

A dog thing that is right or wrong?

In order to avoid hearing any sounds that shouldn't have been heard, Lin Feilu quickly escaped.

The next day, Lin Jingyuan took Mu Tingyun to the palace to pay tribute to Emperor Lin and Concubine Xian.

Lin Jingyuan had a long awkward relationship for this marriage. Yesterday, he saw Concubine Xian and had a silence. Concubine Xian thought that she would only see her daughter-in-law coming to the palace to pay her respects today, but she didn't expect that her son would actually bring the person over.

Although it still looked a little awkward, she didn't make a fuss or arguing. She gave her tea with Mu Tingyun. Concubine Xian explained Mu Tingyun's future responsibilities as a princess. Mu Tingyun was well-behaved and drank tea for a while before the two left.

Before leaving, Concubine Xian threw a smile at Lin Jingyuan with a deep smile, clearly saying: Mom, don’t you know what you like? Are you satisfied now?

Lin Jingyuan recalled his previous behavior and was immediately angry and embarrassed. As soon as he left the palace, he buried his head and strode forward.

Mu Tingyun is petite and wearing palace clothes, so he naturally cannot take big steps. He can speed up his pace at first and then be side by side, but he can only trot all the way to keep up with him.

Lin Jingyuan walked alone for a while and suddenly found that his wife was missing. When he looked back, she was slowly moving behind her, leaving him with a distance from the boss.

Lin Jingyuan said with a tense face: "Go quickly!"

Mu Tingyun suddenly looked up when he heard the sound, and saw him standing in front of him with a heavy face. He lowered his head again and trotted over with the hem of his skirt.

When Lin Jingyuan ran to her, she realized that her eyes were red.

Her eyes were already big, and her redness seemed particularly pitiful.

Lin Jingyuan was immediately discomfortable: "Why are you crying!"

Mu Tingyun was so fierce that he shook his tears and retorted in a low voice: "I, I didn't cry..."

That being said, his eyes became redder and redder. Lin Jingyuan was in a state of confusion. He quickly recalled how he coaxed Xiaolu when he used to look like this. But he found that he could coax Xiaolu naturally, and when facing his princess, he was a little restrained.

Seeing that the tears that were about to fall from her eyes were about to fall, Lin Jingyuan stretched his hand in front of her with a tense face: "I'll pull you, don't walk so fast, okay?"

Mu Tingyun looked at him with eyes.

Lin Jingyuan hooked his finger impatiently: "Give me your hand!"

Mu Tingyun slowly put his soft and small hand on his hand. Lin Zhanyuan grabbed it and wrapped her entire hand with his palm.

This time he really slowed down and led her out of the palace all the way.

Three days after marriage, the bride will return. The Zuodu Censor's family knew that His Highness King Jing was not satisfied with the marriage. Everyone could see that he was not feeling uncomfortable throughout the wedding day. It was fake to say that he was not feeling uncomfortable.

They are all beauties in their hands since childhood, but they have to be neglected after getting married. How can they not feel sorry for their parents? But this is a marriage grant, and they have no courage to resist the order. Mrs. Mu cried when she thinks of this incident these days. The Zuodu Censor could only persuade the prince who was married, which would shine.

When we returned to the door, the family waited early at the door.

In fact, everyone is worried that with His Highness King Jing's temperament, if he doesn't like it, he may not be with him even if he returns to the door.

When she thought of her daughter going back to the door alone, Mrs. Mu stood at the door and cried again. As she cried, she saw the carriage gradually approaching. His Highness Jing, who was dressed in a gorgeous dress, got off the car first, and then reached out to help Mu Tingyun down.

The concubines of the Mu family are not the serene masters. They were waiting to see jokes, but unexpectedly, His Highness King Jing not only came, but also seemed to take good care of the princess?

At first, everyone thought that this was the superficial skill that His Highness King Jing pretended to be in consideration of the face of the court officials.

It was not until after lunch that Mu Tingyun got up and accidentally hit the corner of the table, and he limped a little when he walked out of the hall. When Mrs. Mu was calling the maid to come and help him, he saw His Highness King Jing leaning over and directly picking Mu Tingyun up.

The moment his body was hanging in the air, Mu Tingyun exclaimed for a moment, subconsciously hugged his neck. Feeling the surprised gazes around him, he buried his head in his shoulder with embarrassment.

Lin Jingyuan was quite majestic in front of others and said indifferently: "I just need to take the princess back and rest, there is no need to follow him."

As soon as he left, Mrs. Mu immediately covered her face with a handkerchief and started crying. Zuo Du Censor was also very moved: "Okay, you were worried about Yun'er before, but now you can feel relieved when looking at His Highness King Jing's attitude? Stop crying."

Mrs. Mu cried and laughed, "I'm happy."

After being shocked, everyone congratulated each other.

Lin Jingyuan didn't know how much impact his actions had on the Mu family. He walked around with his wife handsomely, and then found that he was lost.

As for the Censor's Mansion, it was his first time to come after all, so he had to cough and lower his head to ask the girl in his arms: "How can you get to your boudoir courtyard?"

Mu Tingyun's ears were red, and he stretched out his finger and pointed at the side.

Lin Jingyuan walked over. Mu Tingyun looked up at his handsome facial features that were always tense, and whispered: "Prince, I can leave by myself."

Lin Jingyuan lowered his head and glared at her: "I am happy to hold you!"

He always acted like this fiercely. At first, Mu Tingyun was a little scared, but now he is not afraid at all. She pursed her lips and smiled, and rubbed her head obediently towards his neck. Her whole body was soft, and even her hair was so soft that itched to his neck, tickling him.

The story of His Highness King Jing and the Princess showing their love in public on their return day soon spread. After all, everyone talked about his resistance to marriage for a while, but unexpectedly, after marriage, the attitude made a big turn. Not only did he slapped himself in the face, but also the people who were waiting to see him marry a hundred concubines.

Lin Feilu, who heard about this, said: The Law of True Xiang may be late, but will never be absent.

She said that the father likes the fourth brother so much, how could he give a tough marriage despite his wishes? He also had a thorough understanding of the taste of his son.

He is worthy of being a father and son!

Lin Jingyuan has become a relative of 10 years, and Lin Feilu has nothing else to do every day, so she is committed to developing her brothers' wives into her close friends, and her life is enjoyable. The only bad thing is that Emperor Lin will call her into the palace from time to time to choose a prince-in-law.

Time flies into winter. One morning before dawn, Lin Feilu is still asleep when he suddenly hears nine death knives coming from the palace.

Seven times the emperor died, nine times the empress dowager died.

Lin Feilu suddenly sat up from the bed.

At the same time, Song Yu hurried into the house. Lin Feilu asked nervously: "Did you hear Song Yu?"

Songyu nodded slowly: "Princess, it's the Empress Dowager..."

Lin Feilu's heart seemed to be tightened, and she didn't breathe for a few seconds.

Song Yu took the clothes over and choked and said, "Princess, get dressed, it's time to enter the palace."

In the 49th year of the Tianyuan period of Dalin, the empress dowager passed away and the whole country mourned.

The Empress Dowager passed away in Mount Wutai. She was not sick or unexpected. She smiled and listened to the monks preaching the night before. When Liuzhi entered the house the next morning, the person was gone.

In today's words, it's a joyful delight.

The news was immediately sent back to the capital. After nine death bells were ringed in the palace, they began to prepare for the funeral ceremony of the Queen Mother. Prince Lin Qing and King Jing Lin Jingyuan rushed to Mount Wutai and helped the spirits back to the capital.

Lin Feilu entered the palace that morning, and then there were a series of complicated funeral ceremonies, which made her so busy that she didn't even care about her sadness. A few days later, Lin Ting also rushed back and when the empress dowager's coffin returned to Beijing, she began to guard and pay her condolences.

Lin Feilu has never experienced the death of a relative.

When she was in an accident in the car accident, her grandparents were still alive.

She didn't spend much time with the Queen Mother, and she was not as good as Lin Zhanyuan. At the beginning, she was approached with purpose and scheming, so she got the Queen Mother's different treatment.

But the warmth that we got along later was not fake, and the "Emperor's Grandmother" were not completely heartless. She thought that after this winter, she would take Lin Zhanyuan to Wutai Mountain to accompany the old man for a while, but who expected that last winter was the last time for her grandparents and grandchildren.

The crying sounds spread around me, and there was a bit of true feelings.

Lin Feilu threw a handful of millet stems into the brazier and said silently in his heart: Grandmother, let’s go all the way.
Chapter completed!