Princess Yulong

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The autumn sun was refreshing and the wind was breezy. Jinyu instructed Mrs. Zhang and Zhui'er to go to the other side of the yard to pick osmanthus flowers. From time to time, they would look at Ling Luo who was sitting under the old pear tree and kept reading, and occasionally looked towards the courtyard gate.

Ever since Ling Luo said that His Highness might call her tonight, Jin Yu's heart has been fluctuating.She has always believed in Ling Luo's intuition. When she was still in the palace, she often sneaked to the imperial dining room at night to find the little eunuch for food. Every time, would aunt come, and when would she come?Zero is accurate.

She even guessed exactly what my aunt was going to say when she taught everyone a lesson.Therefore, Jin Yu firmly believed that if Ling Luo said that His Highness wanted to call her tonight, she would definitely do so.

But now it's time to apply, and no one has come to notify, but Lingluo just focuses on flipping through the book, leaving her alone to worry.

Jin Yu looked at the sun that was gradually setting to the west, and couldn't help stomping her feet. She didn't want to sit and turn a book when she had nothing to do, but seeing her leisurely sitting on the bench at this moment, she was even more anxious.

When they were in the palace, they had to practice dancing and playing the piano anyway, but it's good that they came to Prince Ping's mansion, and they forgot about their abilities.Holding the book in his hand all day long, he kept flipping through it. The pages of the book rattled like the wind blowing, and she didn't believe that she could read the words clearly.

Jin Yu kept walking back and forth, Ling Luo sitting under the old pear tree finally couldn't take it anymore, and said slowly.

"Just say what you have to say, you are walking around like this, disturbing my reading."

These words completely ignited the anger in Jin Yu's heart, she pinched her waist and said: "You still say me, don't you just say that His Highness will send someone to call, it's going to be dark, who are you talking about?"

After the words fell, a clear voice came in from outside the courtyard door.

"Excuse me, is Miss Lingluo here?"

Jin Yu's eyes widened in shock for a moment, and she didn't know how to react, but Ling Luo got up and called Zhui'er to invite someone in.

The person who came was the deputy general Ying Yang, although he had obtained the Wang Ling, he still only stood far away at the gate of the courtyard, when he saw Ling Luo, he stood gracefully under the tree and hastily bowed his head to salute.

"Your Highness invites the girl to the front yard."

Ling Luo returned a half ceremony, "Okay, General Lao, go back to Your Highness, and I will go after my concubine takes a bath and changes clothes."

Ying Yang said without raising his head, "Your Highness means to invite the girl to have dinner together."

This is about to leave, Lingluo lowered her eyes and smiled slightly, "Okay, I will go with the general."

"Hey, no!"

Jin Yu, who finally came to her senses, interrupted her loudly, seeing Ying Yang looking up to this side, Jin Yu shrank back and hid slightly beside Ling Luo, grabbed her sleeve, and said urgently in a low voice.

"You haven't dressed up yet, and you haven't even changed your clothes. How can you go to see His Highness?"

Lingluo looked down at her dress, she was wearing a snow blue skirt today, with water red beige, not even a fancy pattern.

"That's right!" Lingluo pursed her lips, a little helpless, "Then what should I do? You can't keep His Highness waiting for a long time, forget it, let it be like this!"

After finishing speaking, he put the book in his hand to her, and really walked towards the gate of the courtyard. He didn't care that Jin Yu was about to cry, but he was still as graceful and relaxed as the spring breeze blowing willows.

Ying Yang has been walking slowly three steps in front of her right in line with Ling Luo's footsteps. He is actually surprised by Ling Luo's attitude.

She is different from other wives in the mansion. She is not in a hurry or excited when she receives a summons, but her indifference does not seem to be pretending, but it seems that she is born with that temperament, and even needs a maid to remind her Did not dress up seriously.

Seeing the guards all over the yard, she didn't look pale or embarrassed. Instead, he noticed that she was secretly looking around in surprise.

She didn't seem to be scrutinizing her in secret either, her watery eyes kept turning around from the second door to the front yard, and anyone with a little vigilance could see it.

The layout of the guards in the front yard of the palace was set up by Prince Ping himself. Ordinary people can't see anything, so Ying Yang didn't pay attention to the scattered betting eyes.

Lingluo was very satisfied with Yingyang's cooperation, and she slowed down even more.

In fact, the front yard is mostly covered with corridors, and the entire palace is separated by large and small lotus ponds. In this season, there are actually several pink lotus flowers standing in the water, which attracted Ling Luo to take a few extra glances.

There are occasional fake hills and green bamboos in the middle of the lotus pond. At first glance, it seems a little deserted, and there is nothing wrong with it.

It wasn't until Yingyang led Lingluo to a plum grove that Lingluo let out a surprised "Huh" and stopped.

"What's the girl's order?"

Seeing her stop, Ying Yang quickly asked, but Ling Luo just turned her head to look at Mei Lin carefully for a while, the corners of her lips raised.

"It's okay, let's go!"

After finishing speaking, Lingluo took a step forward and continued to move forward. Ying Yang, who was two steps behind her, also looked back at Merlin and said inwardly.

"Could it be that this girl sees something?"

But after thinking about it again, it was still not possible, so he didn't think much about it, and continued to lead Lingluo to the study.

Turning around Mei Lin, he saw an independent pavilion, Ling Luo looked at the word "Xiaoyao" on the plaque, and raised his eyebrows, the word really fit Prince Ping's style.

Ying Yang stopped in front of the building, cupped his hands to Ling Luo and said, "Miss, wait a moment, I will report to the general later."

In return, "Thank you, General."

At this moment, a voice with a slightly deep but clear voice came from the room.

"come in!"

Ying Yang hurriedly bowed and said yes, then turned sideways and nodded to Ling Luo: "Miss, please, Your Highness is already waiting here."

Lingluo returned half a salute, walked in front, and walked into the independent study with Yingyang one behind the other.

This study room is huge, and when you enter the door, you will see four huge bookshelves towering to the roof, arranged opposite each other, leaving only a passage for one person to walk in the middle.

The bookshelves are all made of vermilion lacquer and divided into layers of wooden grids. What surprises Lingluo the most is not these unique bookshelves, but the densely packed books in these wooden grids.

There are thousands of copies of this book alone!Ling Luo thought in her heart, I'm afraid this happy life is not that happy life!

Prince Ping should have called in just now, but there was no one there at the moment, Ling Luo turned his head to look at the large table on the left, except for a few brushes, an inkstone, an inkstone, and a paperweight, there was also a large urn next to the table There are a few scrolls inserted, and there is nothing else.

On the other hand, beside the soft couch, there is a jade chessboard, and a blue smoke is floating in an azure tea bowl.

At this moment, there was a sound of clothes rubbing from behind the bookshelf, and Ling Luo heard the sound and searched for it.There was a tall wooden ladder standing behind the bookshelf. This ladder was also wide and reliable, which Lingluo had never seen before.

At this moment, Prince Ping, who was wearing a half-worn light green uniform, was slowly descending the ladder with his hem lifted, step by step, although his movements were slow, his steps were incomparably steady.

It doesn't look like a person with unhealed leg disease.

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