Although Lin Mengya's body was still sore and weak, she stared blankly at the crimson bed curtain.
Everything that had happened before still lingered in his mind.
Lin Mengya covered her head with the quilt. She was so regretful that she wanted to bite her tongue off.
How could she be so stupid! She had wanted to persuade Long Tianhao not to see Princess Ming Yue.
But how did things turn out like this?
Lin Mengya hid under the quilt and regretted what she had done.
She twirled her fingers. Yes, yes, yes. She did not know if it was too late to apologize to Long Tianhao now.
"Master, you're awake. Are you alright? You scared us to death."
Baiji opened the curtain and saw Lin Mengya hiding under the quilt, refusing to come out.
"I'm fine. I'm sorry to make you worry."
Lin Mengya forced a smile. There was a deep loneliness in her eyes, which made the four maidservants feel sorry for her.
The relationship between Master and the prince was really strange.
When they were in the camp, they were as good as new. Why did things turn out like this when they returned to the prince's mansion?
The four maidservants, who had never been in love, did not understand that a jealous woman was the most unreasonable.
For three days, Lin Mengya shut herself in the room. She was so sick that she could not be bothered with anyone.
"Alas, what can we do? If only Qinghu was here. At least he always has a way to make Master happy. "
The four maidservants were worried as they stood in the corridor.
In the past few days, Lin Mengya had been in a deep sleep. She had taken very little medicine and food.
If she continued to sleep like this, she would be bored to death.
"Elder Sister … Elder Sister …"
Lin Zhongyu went out early in the morning and hurriedly ran to the yard.
"Shh, Childe Yu, keep your voice down. Master has just fallen asleep."
Baishao grabbed Lin Zhongyu and put her finger on her lips. She glared at Xiaoyu, who was rash.
"I don't know. Elder Sister Baishao, please let me in. Elder Sister has been sleeping for three days. I'm afraid that she will turn into a pig if she continues to sleep! "
Lin Zhongyu stuck out his tongue and looked at Baishao in an ingratiating manner.
"Sigh, alright, then be gentle with your movements, lest you disturb Master's sleep."
Baishao had no choice but to open the door quietly and let Lin Zhongyu in.
Lin Zhongyu had thought that Lin Mengya would fall asleep on the bed, but when he entered the room, he saw his sister sitting at the desk and writing at a fast speed.
"Sister? What are you doing? "
He walked over curiously and saw that Lin Mengya had written on several pieces of rice paper.
"You're here. Help me take a look. How is it?"
How could Lin Mengya become dispirited just because she was heartbroken?
Over the past few days, she had been playing with the little hobby she had when she was in university. She changed the names of everything that happened to the Crown Prince on Mount Lingju and turned it into a legendary novel.
Since love was gone, he should at least have a career.
Therefore, she displayed the tireless spirit of the Crown Prince. In three days, she wrote a very exciting story.
"This … is really well written. What a good scene of the Crown Prince running away. Sister, hurry up and finish writing, so I can ask people to spread it."
Lin Mengya looked at Xiaoyu in puzzlement. She always felt that Xiaoyu's background was not ordinary.
"It's not enough to just write a book. Send people to all the teahouses, pubs and brothels in the capital city and ask the storytellers to spread the story."
Lin Mengya deeply studied the best way to spread stories in ancient times. At that time, movable type printing had just become popular.
Books were limited, and there were not many literate people.
Therefore, the role of the storytellers was equivalent to the modern Weibo account.
At that time, countless storytellers in the capital city would tell the story together. Soon, the Crown Prince's face would be spread all over Dajin.
"You're right. Leave this matter to me."
Lin Zhongyu folded Lin Mengya's manuscript and hid it in his clothes. He smiled like a little fox.
"Xiaoyu, are you really not going to go with them?"
In just a few months, the boy she met by chance on the street had grown up to be a stranger to her.
Just what kind of secret was behind Xiao Yu?
"I want to be with my sister. I don't care about those things."
Xiaoyu's answer was very straightforward. In his eyes, no one or anything was more important than his sister.
"Okay, I respect your decision. Well, I've been cooped up in the room for three days. It's time to go out."
She adjusted her mood, although she still felt that it was over between her and Long Tianhao.
But she still forced a smile on her face. She did not want anyone to see her sadness.
"Master, are you alright?"
The four maidservants gathered under the eaves saw that Lin Mengya was finally willing to go out of the room.
They gathered around her and looked at her worriedly.
Lin Mengya shook her head and smiled. She was just hiding to write a story. She did not expect that she would scare a group of people.
It was a good feeling to be missed by others.
"Oh yes, Master, this is something sent by the emperor two days ago. Take a look and see how you should put it."
Baiji came up with an exquisite small box. Lin Mengya felt that it was a little familiar.
She took it and opened it. To her surprise, she saw a dried pink flower.
This was —
This was one of the herbs sent by Princess Ming Yue that day.
It was also one of the herbs that Lin Mengya was looking for. So that day, she only took a second look at it.
Did he even notice this?
Then why was she acting so awkward?
Lin Mengya held the box tightly in her arms and ran out of her Liuxin Courtyard.
She had to find Long Tianhao. Her heart was mixed with bitterness and sweetness. If his eyes never left her, would she have a glimmer of hope?
"Prince Yu? Where is Prince Yu? "
She ran to Long Tianhao's study, but she didn't expect to be greeted by an empty room, which was full of panic.
Lin Kui was not in the mansion, so Lin Mengya had to hold on to Steward Deng.
"Princess, Prince Yu —"
"Prince Yu has gone to welcome Princess Ming Yue."
An elegant voice came. Lin Mengya turned around and saw Baili Wuchen waving his paper fan.
"Welcome Princess Ming Yue? What does that mean? "
That was impossible. Long Tianhao did not have that kind of feelings for Ming Yue.
"Your Highness, I know that with your intelligence, you must know what King Ming's support means to His Highness."
They had not seen each other for a long time. Baili Wuchen seemed to have become more mature.
He was no longer as arrogant as he used to be.
He had a handsome face and a pair of calm eyes. They were indifferent and deep, making it impossible for others to read his thoughts.
He was even more frightening.
However, it just so happened that this elegant and harmless appearance of a young master was the most bewitching.
She held the box tightly in her hand, but it was hanging by her side.
"I understand. I was the one who made it happen. Of course, I know the key. "
Lin Mengya smiled, and her face was still calm.
But her heart seemed to be turned upside down, and she felt depressed.
She wondered if it was because of the residual poison in her body. Every time her emotions fluctuated too much, she would always feel suffocated and short of breath.
This was not a good sign.
"It's good that you understand me, Princess. But you don't look well. Why don't you go back and have a rest? "
Baili Wuchen said with concern. Lin Mengya nodded, turned around, and left Long Tianhao's Qinwu Courtyard.
"Aren't you afraid that Prince Yu will blame you if he finds out?"
Just as she turned around, Zhu Qiang walked out from behind Baili Wuchen.
There was a look of confusion on his rough face.
Prince Yu had gone to persuade King Ming to give up the idea of marrying Princess Ming Yue.
But Baili Wuchen had obviously misunderstood Prince Yu.
"Don't you think that Prince Yu has become softhearted since Princess Ming Yue married him?"
There was a flash of sharpness in his eyes, and then it disappeared. He looked in the direction where Lin Mengya had disappeared with a meaningful look.
"I'm a rough man, and I don't understand what you're talking about. But since Princess Ming Yue married him, Prince Yu has become more and more human. He is no longer like a cold stone statue. "
Zhu Qiang admired Lin Mengya very much. Compared with her noble status, Lin Mengya was not arrogant at all, which made him, a rough man, feel congenial with her.
Princess Ming Yue was a very strange woman. She was beautiful, and few people in the Capital City could compare with her.
But deep down, she had the forthrightness of a man, which was inherited from the Lin family.
"To achieve great things, one must cut off the seven emotions and six desires. If Prince Yu wants to achieve his goal, he must abandon his soft-heartedness. Otherwise, he will only ruin things. "
Baili Wuchen said firmly. For the sake of Prince Yu, he was willing to take the risk of being unfilial and frame his own uncle.
Only in this way could he achieve great things.
In the past, Prince Yu had never cared about any woman. But now, he had changed so much for this woman.
Therefore, it was necessary to marry Princess Ming Yue and divert Prince Yu's love from Princess Ming Yue.
"You —! You're still so stubborn! But I, Old Zhu, will say it here. If His Royal Highness were to find out about your actions, he would definitely be enraged! Don't say that I, your brother, won't help you! "
Zhu Qiang left angrily. Since Princess Ming Yue appeared, Baili Wuchen had always been against Princess Ming Yue.
But he could only keep his mouth shut because of their brotherly love.
Hopefully, when Prince Yu knew it, he would still care about their relationship of being colleagues for many years!
Lin Mengya returned to her Liuxin Courtyard from Long Tianhao's courtyard, as if she had lost her soul.
In his hand, he had lost the medicine box that he had been holding tightly in his hand.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
