"Haha, Lin Yimiao." The smile on Miss Zhang's face was cold, "Can't you, the Marquis, just curry favor with the East Palace, and want to use a mute to curry favor with the King of Qin?"
"The Marquis is really real. She knows how to sneak into the camp, but she is just a mute...I am afraid that even if she becomes a cheap concubine, the prince will not look down on her."
When she said this, it was equivalent to breaking up, and someone immediately came forward to separate the two. open.
"Miss Lin, I'm afraid the concubine is waiting in the garden. Take your fourth sister with you and let's take a look!" A lady came forward and pulled Lin Yimiao to leave.
The girl's mouth opened wide but she couldn't stop it.
"What are you going for? Miss Lin should teach us how the Marquis has been doing business these years, so that we can all learn from him!"
Hearing this, the person who pulled people away The madam's face also turned cold.
She kindly tried to mediate in the middle, but she didn’t expect that this girl Zhang didn’t give any face to her. She still held her breath and took Lin Yimiao’s hand, “You don’t know what kind of temperament she is, she can’t marry her. The old girl is very resentful."
"Don't argue with her and make yourself embarrassed."
Lin Yimiao bit her lip, they have more important things to do. This place was really not suitable for being too young. Although he was very angry, he gritted his teeth and nodded.
As for Lin Chunhuan, she just followed expressionlessly, neither resisting nor defending. After all, no one was interested in what a mute was thinking.
She really wanted to know what Lin Yimiao would do in the face of such a situation.
"Fourth sister, let's go. It's your first time to see the concubine. I'll take you to salute."
Lin Yimiao took a deep breath and looked at Lin Chunhuan, as if she really didn't intend to. Regardless, Lin Chunhuan just nodded obediently and never looked at Miss Zhang again.
"The eldest daughter of the Hou family brought her concubine to recommend herself as a pillow mat. Lin Yimiao, you girls from the Hou family are so shameless!"
Lin Yimiao's footsteps paused.
At the moment when no one could react, she threw away the lady's hand, walked up to Miss Zhang and slapped her loudly.
The crisp sound of applause is like pressing the pause button.
The ladies were so shocked that they became mute. The timid ones even couldn't help but raise their hands to cover their mouths.
Even Miss Zhang herself was stunned by this slap. She turned her eyes blankly and looked at Lin Yimiao with disbelief in her eyes.
Seeing that the slap mark was visibly red and swollen, he covered his cheek and trembled, "You...you dare to hit me?"
"So what if I hit you?"
Lin Yimiaoqing Lifting her chin slightly, her eyes were full of coldness, "Miss Zhang, could you have forgotten that I am the county head personally conferred by the Holy Emperor? You, dressed in white, have committed an offense in public."
"This is putting the majesty of the royal family before others. I step on you and hit you, it’s all light.”
Beautiful!
Lin Chunhuan pursed her lips. Now Lin Yimiao looked a bit like a reborn girl.
If I were to live a new life, I would live a miserable and miserable life, with cats and dogs daring to come up and take a bite. What’s the point?
If Lin Yimiao hadn't been confused for a while, he designed the prince to fall in love with a man, causing the daughter of luck in this small world to not be born normally.
Lin Chunhuan is happy to see such a woman living a reckless life.
As for the dignity of everyone’s ladies, the virtuousness of Xiaojiabiyu. What the hell are those things? The two most suffocating words in the world are sensible.
Miss Zhang was so angry that she could not speak for a long time with her mouth open, "Why are you so proud? If it weren't for you to be worthy of the crown prince, do you think you are qualified to be the county head?" "I am qualified or not. If Miss Zhang is envious, just ask the princess to get you a county title."
Lin Yimiao sneered, turned around and took Lin Chunhuan's hand, "Xiaosi, let's go, we still have to salute the concubine."
"You have to pay attention when you come today, our Hou Mansion is not Anyone can be provoked. Even though you are a mute, you cannot disgrace your family when you go out.”
When saying this, Lin Yimiao glanced at Miss Zhang without hesitation. The provocation and contempt in her eyes were so strong that the people watching the excitement couldn't help but avoid looking away.
The concubine is actually not young, but she is really well-maintained. Although her hair is gray, there are not a few wrinkles on her face. When she met Lin Chunhuan, she did not dislike her for being a mute, so she pulled her hand The hands talked for a long time.
"Oh, I didn't realize it was already this hour. Miaomiao, take your sister with you and let's go to the garden."
The concubine talked to Lin Yimiao with a smile.
This poem will be held in the garden, where there is a huge lake. There are seats arranged along the lake, and there are graceful women sitting either dignified or lively.
"Miaomiao, you are a famous talented girl in Kyoto. Today's poetry meeting will allow me to take a good look at your poems."
Since it is a poetry meeting, it is certain that poems will be written on the spot. Lin Yimiao Don't be afraid, her reputation as a talented woman is well-known by everyone. Without any water content, she can overwhelm most people even if she writes casually.
So Lin Yimiao just smiled shyly at what the concubine said. "As for the concubine, Miaomiao just wrote it casually for fun. When it comes to poetic talent, how can it be compared with His Highness the King of Qin."
"Hey... Speaking of which, King Qin is only a few years older than the prince. If you hadn't promised to the prince..."
"Tiffany, your highness will not come to join in the poetry meeting today." Is it lively? ”
Lin Yimiao changed the topic in a natural tone and did not let the concubine continue. She was still the future concubine.
Even the identity of the county lord is a bonus to match the prince, and no one can leave anything to say at this time.
The concubine smiled and nodded, "Come, come, the prince is here today. He has to entertain in the front yard. I guess... he will be here soon."
Lin Yimiao sat down next to the Crown Princess. As soon as she sat down, many pairs of eyes rested on her, with unwillingness and jealousy, the future Crown Princess.
Being close to the concubine again.
It is no exaggeration to say that Lin Yimiao is the most noble woman in Kyoto today.
Seeing this, Lin Chunhuan winked secretly, and after Lin Yimiao nodded, he hid himself in a corner where no one cared.
The concubine ordered several noble ladies to compose a poem with the theme of Fengyue. Lin Yimiao's level has decades of life experience. Although she only writes casually, she also has more years than women in the boudoir. Vicissitudes of life.
With a few strokes and seven character quatrains, the concubine's eyes were filled with tears when she read it, and the place was very lively.
“What’s so great? If I could be sent to the Marquis’s Mansion and invite the Imperial Tutor to come and teach in person, I could also write about it. Just look at her proud face1”
Are you talking about Lin Yimiao?