Chapter 3288: The God in My Heart: The Princess's Sickly Lute Player (Thirty-Nine)

The emperor leaned on the back of the dragon chair and looked up at Lin Yong, "Does Lin Aiqing also know a lot about money?"

"To tell you the truth, Your Majesty, I have a relative in my family who works in the Qian Mansion. In the past ten years, I have experienced countless misery and anger. I have been unsympathetic to my relatives, treated my slaves, and accused them of not having enough to eat. How can I trust this kind of person as a parent and official? ”

"Your Majesty, when an official does not make decisions for the people, a person who is greedy for money and lustful is placed in a high position. The people of the world will suffer, and there is no hope for the country."

Ning Xunxiong thought silently for a moment, a little impatient, but it was indeed reasonable. Lin Yong was an outstanding number one scholar, so he couldn't refuse to give him face, so he nodded and said: "What Aiqing said is true."

royal garden,

Spring is warm and flowers are blooming. The imperial garden is full of spring, lush and lush, with gurgling water. A beautiful blue ice butterfly dances among the flowers.

A round, snow-white little rabbit was raising its little head in confusion. Its two long rabbit ears were a little pink and twisted into cute arcs. It hummed and pounced on the animals flying in front of it. Butterfly.

As they were about to arrive at the Blue Ice Butterfly, the Blue Ice Butterfly had spread its wings and flew forward, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

A rabbit catches a butterfly.

Ning Yu'an: "..."

The girl held her face, her face was fair and beautiful like an exquisite doll. She sighed softly, feeling a little helpless, then walked over, leaned over and picked up the rabbit.

The rabbit was nostalgic for the fluttering butterflies among the flowers. At this moment, it suddenly took off and flapped its paws subconsciously.

It happened that the butterfly that the little rabbit had been holding was flapping its wings in mid-air, and finally landed gently on the girl's shoulder line.

When Lin Yong came over, he happened to see that scene.

The sky is clear and the breeze is not dry.

The princess wore a pale pink smoked plum blossom skirt, covered with moon satin embroidered with magnolia and flying butterflies, and a moon-white wide belt tightened her slender waist, showing off her slim figure.

The sun breaks into shallow quicksand and vaguely outlines the gentle and picturesque profile of the girl. Bathed in the halo, there is a snow-white rabbit nestled in the crook of her arm, and the butterfly on her shoulder is quivering.

He paused slightly and was stunned for a moment.

Ning Yu'an noticed that someone was looking at her. She raised her almond-shaped eyes and glanced in Lin Yong's direction. Then she nodded slightly elegantly and coldly, showing the noble and distant feeling of a lady, and then she hugged the rabbit and walked towards the opposite direction. direction.

At that moment, Lin Yong's heart skipped half a beat.

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Princess Mansion.

"Your Highness." The housekeeper was waiting for her respectfully in the palace. When he saw the person, he reported: "The young master has taken it over, and according to His Highness's instructions, he placed it in the Li Pavilion closest to your palace. Everything about Meng Fusheng It’s been taken care of.”

Ranbai has always been assured of the efficiency of the Princess Mansion.

At this moment, he went directly to the Liyuan to see the beauty he wanted to hide in the golden house.

Because of Jin Yao, the Liyuan was renovated, and even the plaque was replaced. Those two words were penned by Ran Bai himself.

When I arrived at the Liyuan, I saw the beauty in snow clothes standing in the courtyard.

Light and shadow fell mottledly on the young man's body through the gaps in the leaves. His white clothes seemed to be broken with a light gold, his side face had clean and distinct lines, and there was a little vermilion tear mole at the corner of his eye, just like the person in the painting.

The princess walked over.

"Your Highness." The young man saw the princess, his eyes were slightly curved, and the deep and dark emotions in his eyes were hidden like a pool of ink under the moon. Looking at the princess, he could see the girl's dark red court dress and her slender waist, like that The curvature is extremely thin, as if it is so fragile that it will break with just a little force.