They are all sisters of the same family, and Lin Yimiao's appearance is naturally not bad. Besides, there is no way a teenage girl is ugly. Wherever she stands, the scenery is everywhere.
‘Big sister looks so beautiful today. '
There were other people nearby. Seeing Lin Chunhuan's skilled sign language, Lin Yimiao raised her chin arrogantly and responded lightly. Although she was indifferent, she did not embarrass her, "Today you will be with me. Let's take a ride."
"Lest others see it, and say that our palace treats concubines harshly."
Lin Chunhuan nodded obediently, and waved to Lu Fu as she got into the carriage, indicating that she didn't have to. Worry.
As soon as he sat down, the arrogance on Lin Yimiao's face disappeared, and he grabbed Lin Chunhuan's hand, "Can this method you said really work?"
"What if it fails?!"
How could it fail? Lin Yimiao has succeeded countless times with this method in the past, but this time, she is just a bystander.
Lin Chunhuan smiled a little to reassure the other party, "Don't be afraid, just do as we agreed."
"But what if the person who saves me is not King Qin? What if? What kind of servant is he..."
Lin Chunhuan laughed and looked at Lin Yimiao with a bit of teasing in her eyes, "Eldest sister, why are you panicking? If the person who saved you was not King Qin, would your father be willing to marry you casually?"
"At most, Let me do it for you.”
Hearing this, Lin Yimiao was silent for a moment.
A woman's reputation is the most important. As long as the two of them fall into the water when His Highness the King of Qin appears, and have a physical relationship, of course she will not be able to marry the prince again.
For her father, letting her become Princess Qin was the best choice.
If the contingency she mentioned really happened, her father would only push out the worthless concubine and let her, the legitimate daughter, stay in the position of the future crown princess openly.
She can still find other opportunities to refuse marriage.
This time's design, no matter how you say it, will benefit her without any harm.
But just because of this... Lin Yimiao gave Lin Chunhuan a deep look, "Have you helped me to this extent, aren't you afraid that your expectations as a princess will be disappointed?"
"If you fall into the water, The news of being picked up by a man was spread, and from now on, there was no hope.”
"What's the difference?" Lin Chunhuan adjusted the hem of her skirt indifferently, "A mute concubine from the Marquis Mansion, and a mute concubine who fell into the water, can the former fall into the eyes of the Heavenly Family?"< br>
Lin Yimiao choked at the rebuke, "That's all, it's what you want anyway, don't regret it and come to me to cry again."
In response, Lin Chunhuan just smiled. , too lazy to talk.
The banquet in the palace is naturally extraordinary, except that this banquet is hosted by the concubine, and all the guests are female guests. As soon as they get off the carriage, there is a burst of fragrance.
Every young lady from each family is dressed like a butterfly, walking around among the crowd. Even without this spring scene, people can't take their eyes away.
After the death of the previous emperor, all the concubines who had no heirs were buried. The concubine was a good luck and gave birth to two sons. After the new emperor ascended the throne, he asked for the emperor's favor and moved to the palace of his younger son.
Nowadays, she is an approachable old lady, and anyone who has a flower party or a banquet will be happy to show her face.
However, this is the first time that the concubine has taken the initiative to hold a poetry meeting. Many people outside have speculated that the concubine is choosing a concubine for King Qin. Those who have daughters at home are all trying their best.
"You will follow me later. If anyone looks at you or greets you, just nod. Everyone knows that you can't speak anyway, and no one will make things difficult for you." Lin Chunhuan nodded. , after getting off the carriage, she had already shut her mouth tightly.
It's good to be a mute. A mute will not be noticed by anyone, let alone taken to heart by anyone.
Watching Lin Yimiao maneuvering among ladies and gentlemen with ease, Lin Chunhuan lowered his head silently.
Those who know her are Miss Houfu, but those who don’t know may even think she is Lin Yimiao’s maid.
“Hey, isn’t this Miss Lin?”
Hearing this voice, the expression on Lin Yimiao’s face, who was joking with others, froze slightly. When she turned around, her expression had returned to normal. , "Miss Zhang is here too."
"Isn't that what you have to do? It's you. I heard that the concubine is going to choose a concubine for His Highness Prince Qin for this poetry festival. Your palace has already promised the East Palace, so why are you still coming to join in the fun?"
Facing such irony, if Lin Yimiao was really seventeen years old, he would definitely not be able to suppress the anger in his heart. But standing here now is Lin Yimiao, who has been burning a lantern in the East Palace for more than 20 years.
Facing the yin and yang of this Miss Zhang, she just lowered her head and smiled lightly, "I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here today. The marriage is all decided by the family. Unlike you, Miss Zhang, the mistress of the house does not I’m going to stay at home for two more years.”
The Zhang family is a general.
But the back house is not peaceful at all. The little things that happen every day can be written into a storybook.
Miss Zhang's face was a little ugly. Her mother was originally her father's first wife, but her father made great contributions on the battlefield, and the family's status also rose accordingly.
Originally, this was a great thing. She was also a serious eldest daughter, and her status was unknown.
It happened that the princess fell in love with the general, a member of the royal family, and there was no reason to be a concubine. Her mother was a good wife and became a concubine in the blink of an eye. The pain here lasted for three days and three nights. Endless pouring.
Take Miss Zhang’s marriage as an example. We should have met her a few years ago, but it happened that the person in charge was the princess, and her father never cared about the affairs of the back house.
It seems like this is dragging on year after year. Seeing that the eldest girl of the Zhang family is about to turn 20 after the New Year, her marriage has not been settled at all, and she has become an old girl. If it weren't for this.
He wouldn't come to this poetry meeting to try his luck without his mistress following him.
Lin Chunhuan also knew about this. When he saw Lin Yimiao poking at the human lung tube as soon as he opened his mouth, he lowered his head and slightly bent his lower lip.
I just didn’t expect that Miss Zhang would not dare to openly treat Lin Yimiao. After all, outside, Lin Yimiao was the crown prince who had already obtained the emperor’s approval.
But he set his sights on Lin Chunhuan.
There was a bit of irritation in the tone of his words, "Why haven't you seen this person next to Miss Lin before?"
"We don't speak even when we see each other. Isn't this the upbringing of the Hou family?"
Lin Yimiao lowered her eyes and said, "This is my fourth sister."
The Lin family's mistress is a person who doesn't know how to speak. Everyone knew what Lin Yimiao said, and looked at Lin Chunhuan with a sneer and a little sympathy in his eyes.
The woman in the back house is just like this, bad, but not completely bad.
It’s so bad that it’s not clean, it’s not pure, it’s just annoying.
Lin Chunhuan didn't say anything, but since she was mentioned, she still had to be polite, so she bowed slightly and saluted. Unexpectedly, Miss Zhang laughed even louder, "It turns out to be that little mute from the Hou Mansion!"