Chapter 81 【81】

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date="2020-12-06"

title="Chapter 81 【81】 "

weight="108690"

series = ["Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf"]

mode = "manual"

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What happened in less than a year? ? ?

Why has her little beauty turned into a big demon? ! Isn't this cruel and cruel father-slayer really the same name and surname? !

Not only was Lin Feilu stunned, but Lin Ting was also shocked. He is one of the few people in the Dalin Palace who has never insulted Song Jinglan. Although the two of them don't have much intersection, they are polite every time they meet. Song Jinglan has always given him a gentle impression.

Is it an illusion?

This person has been dormant in Dalin for many years without making a sound. After returning to China for less than a year, he was able to win the battle for prosecution. It can be seen that there are not only means but also strategy, and the unremarkable performance in Dalin turned out to be hidden.

Now he has become the emperor of Song Country. He has just taken the throne and used iron and blood to rectify Chaogang. It is completely different from the previous Emperor Song who is addicted to beauty. This weak Song Country seems to be re-emerged.

The diners next to him saw that they were so shocked that they couldn't speak for a while, and couldn't help being a little proud, thinking that when he first heard the news, wasn't it the same expression?

He took a peanut with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, shaking his head and sighed: "Let the tiger go back to the mountain."

Lin Feilu slowly recovered from the disbelief, turned his head and glanced at Lin Ting.

Lin Ting sighed and whispered: "Let’s eat first."

Lin Feilu has no appetite.

only drank two sips of hot tea and didn't want to buy new clothes, so went back to room to rest.

She took a bath and lay down in bed as soon as it got dark. When she closed her eyes, what flashed in her mind was the night they parted in the autumn of last year.

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

Whether it is pinching the fingers on the back of her neck, or if there is a coldness under her eyes, it is not like the gentle Highness she knows.

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

She has seen the struggle between Lin Qing and Lin Ting over the years, and of course she knows how difficult it is to seize a prostitute. According to her cognition, even if Xiaomei returned to China, it would be good to be a prince who enjoys full wealth and safety.

Who knew that he had been planning the throne?

A proton who has been in an enemy country for more than ten years, what kind of methods and strategies can he use to arrange everything in the country across the vast mountains and rivers, and finally succeed?

It feels terrible to think about it.

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

Killing fathers and brothers, beheading courtiers, imprisoning the prince, have you ever used those hands that carved wood carvings for her, painted martial arts secrets, and embraced her?

Her mentality collapsed!

Lin Feilu covered his head with a pillow and wailed twice, then got up again to find out the Ji Mo sword technique in his arms.

This birthday gift sent to her not far away is his heart, and it is also unique to her.

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

She likes the feeling of being treated very seriously by him.

Will there be none in the future?

The emperor, the ninth-five-sage, above ten thousand people, he began to own everything in the world, and with a word of his word, countless people will succeed him.

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

For a while, Lin Feilu didn't know whether he was more afraid of his father and brother killing, or even more angry that he would have countless harem concubines.

She stared at the Ji Mo swordsmanship for a while, and smashed the sword book to the corner of the bed as if angry.

Sullen alone for a while, then silently crawled over to pick up the sword book, patted and stroked, and put it back in his arms.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night. She tossed and turned, the sky was squinted for a while, and then she had a few messy dreams. After sunrise, Lin Ting knocked on the door: "Xiao Wu, are you up?"

She answered 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."

Then she got up weakly and went out after freshening up. Lin Ting looked at her haggard face and asked worriedly, "Why didn't you sleep?"

Lin Feilu thought for a while and asked, "Brother, will we fight Song Country?"

Lin Ting was taken aback, but smiled helplessly: "You didn't sleep well because of this? You don't need to worry about this." He paused and said: "From what I know about Father Father, as long as Song Country does not take the initiative to send troops, Father Father There will be no war."

Before Song Jun was a mediocre and weak person, Emperor Lin looked forward and backward, let alone a new gentleman who has changed his methods. Once war begins, the peace of the Three Kingdoms will be broken. What's more, if Lin and Song are at war, Yong Country will certainly not stand on the sidelines. This is also a restless militant group, and don’t know how many things will be caused by then. .

Lin Ting finished speaking, thinking of something, and then hesitated: "But... the new Song Country is coming, and Song Country will only get stronger and stronger in the future. In fact, it is the best time to win them."

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, the new emperor came to the throne and caused so many things. Song Country was upright in civil strife. At this time, the war started, and there may be surprises.

It depends on how Emperor Lin weighed.

Lin Ting picked up a crystal dumpling for her dazed sister: "Don't think too much, let's eat."

Lin Feilu nodded and started to eat obediently, but still felt tasteless. After eating, the group went out to buy autumn sweaters.

Lin Feilu finally regained his interest when he started buying clothes. When the boss saw her, he knew that he was a big customer, and he enthusiastically recommended new items in the store to her, and kept asking the maidservant in the store to help the ladies try on clothes.

Lin Feilu chose ten sets in one breath and tried them one after the other. The maid who helped her fit her clothes was beautiful, her mouth was like honey, and she praised her from head to toe, just barely boasting flowers.

Lin Feilu said: "Well, this gold medal sales, please wrap it up."

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

Lin Feilu is a martial artist anyway, and his reaction is extremely fast. He pushed the maid away a few steps with a palm, "What are you doing?!"

The maid still smiled: "The young lady is closely guarded, and the slave servant can only use this method to send your majesty's reply."

Lin Feilu was already touching her self-defense knife. Hearing this, her fingers suddenly stopped.

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

The maid saluted her and said with a smile: "Naturally it was your majesty's reply. The maid had stayed on the mountain Qin before. The maidservant could not get into the Thousand Blade Sect and could only wait at the foot of the mountain. The maid finally went down the mountain yesterday, but the guard Strictly, it is difficult for the servants to approach the young lady. Hearing that the young lady wants to buy autumn sweaters, she waited here specially. In the future, if the lady wants to reply to her Majesty, she only needs to look for the signboard of Jinyifang, hand it over here, and someone will accept it."

Lin Feilu's heart pounded twice before finally reacting.

It was Song Jinglan who replied to her.

She felt very complicated for a while, and glanced around, "This... is this the secret whistle of your Song Country?"

The maid smiled and said: "We are serious businessmen. Jinyifang has branches all over the country. The new styles are sold well in various countries, leading the fashion of Kyoto ladies. Don't worry, miss.

Lin Feilu: "………………"

I believe in your evil.

She raised her hand to touch the letter in her arms, and stuffed it again, inexplicably excited, changed her clothes and went out and said to the maid: "Will these be wrapped, how much is it?"

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

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

Maid: "Miss, please."

Lin Feilu couldn't say whether he was happy or surprised. He just felt that he was still in Xiaomei's place.

Lin Ting came back from a shopping tour, bought a lot of her favorite foods, and stood at the door and asked her: "Xiao Wu, have you chosen?"

Lin Feilu replied, and said to the maid: "Just the ones I chose, wrap them up, thank you."

After shopping, Xiao Hei Xiao Bai returned to the inn with big bags and small bags, and began to prepare the carriage. Lin Feilu returned to the room and sneaked out the letter in his arms after it was locked.

Compared with her scribbled greeting last time, Song Jinglan's reply is obviously much more calm.

She is familiar with the handwriting, and the length is not long. Just like she told him something funny happened, he also wrote about his life after returning to China in the letter. He didn't mention the danger and danger at all. In a few words, he was talking about his calm and leisurely daily life, as if he had just changed places and lived the same life as in Green Bamboo Residence.

Lin Feilu cursed in his heart while watching: Liar! Do you think I didn't know you became the emperor!

In the last sentence of the letter, he asked: think about the princess, do the princess think about me?

Through this sentence, it seemed that he was sitting in front of the window with a pen holding a pen, with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Lin Feilu touched his hot ears, folded the letter if nothing had happened, and inserted it into the Ji Mo sword book.

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

I miss you so much, do you miss me?

Lin Feilu bit the crunchy peanuts into a creak, and said to his heart, is it not exciting? Why should I miss you? I don't want you! Don't you think about me, think about your three thousand beauties in your harem, big trotters!

Lin Ting looked through an ancient book she had found nearby, and couldn't help laughing and asking, "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 offended us Xiao Wu?"

Lin Feilu looked at him for a while, bowed her head in frustration, and said in a daze, "Forget it."

Whether he accepts three thousand beauties or eight thousand beauties, what does it have to do with her, she does not marry him.

She adjusted her mentality and regained her energy. Looking at the other pack of snacks at Lin Ting's hand, she asked, "Brother, why did you buy two copies?"

Lin Ting flipped through the book and smiled casually: "I'm used to it."

Lin Feilu: "Oh-buy it for sister Yan Xin."

Lin Ting smiled and tried to beat her with a book, but Lin Feilu hid away.

Just like this, all the way through laughter, half a month later, the group finally arrived at Mountain Wutai.

A dark guard had long been up the mountain to inform the Queen Mother. As soon as he got to the bottom of the mountain, Lin Feilu saw Mother Willow next to the Queen Mother and several guards waiting there. He immediately jumped out of the carriage and ran over with a smile: "Mother, how do you personally Are you down?"

Willow branch watched her grow up, and loved this Fifth Princess very much. He saluted and said with a smile: "The princess is here, the queen mother has been talking about it for a long time."

He saluted Lin Ting, who came by: "His Royal Highness, is your body better? The Queen Mother has been thinking about you all the time, Mountain Wutai is quiet, and you have to take care of yourself."

Lin Ting smiled and should be.

The group of people went up the mountain.

Mountain Wutai, as Foshan, is also the place where the Queen Mother cultivates Buddha in her later years. The facilities are naturally perfect. There are countless Buddha statues and Buddhist caves on both sides of the mountain wall along the way. The stone statue of the Buddha in the mountain is even more magnificent and exquisite.

The air in the mountains is fresh and full of faint sandalwood scent. The natural scenery is also very beautiful. The tranquility reveals a soothing Zen, which is different from the style of mountain Qin.

As soon as went to the platform in front of the Buddhist temple, saw the Queen Mother being held and waiting there.

After so many years, the queen mother has grown a lot older, and her back that was always straight in the past can't help but bend down. She is an old man who is more than ancient.

Lin Feilu yelled "Emperor Grandmother" from a distance, rushed towards her, ran to her, the queen mother smiled and opened her hand, and put her arms around her own grandson, "It is counted."

He brought Lin Ting who was walking over to his eyes and looked at it carefully, and finally sighed, "I'm thin."

Lin Feilu said: "Brother Dahuang has gained a little weight in the past few months, he was even thinner before!"

The grandfather and grandchildren talked and laughed, and a group of wild geese passed by not far away, stirring up the white mist surrounding the mountain stream.