Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 1072
Before entering Langxin Residence, Fu Lin deliberately coughed a few times to remind the people inside, lest he accidentally bump into something he shouldn't see.

In the past, even if he broke in directly, Xiao Lang would not blame him.

Alas, today is not what it used to be, and it's all because of Shen Xinmeng, the future mistress of the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

"Come in." Just as Fu Lin stopped coughing, Xiao Lang's voice came from the room.

Yo, it's really fast!Fu Lin raised his eyebrows, pushed open the door, and strode in.

The first thing he saw after entering the room was to look for Shen Xinmeng. After scanning Xinmeng and Xiao Lang, they were both neatly dressed and sitting side by side at the table. Somewhat disappointed.

It turned out that he had guessed wrong, the two of them were talking in writing in the room instead of doing what he thought.

"What's the matter?" Sensing that Fu Lin was looking for Xin Meng as soon as he entered the room, Xiao Lang asked him displeasedly.

"Well, there is indeed something." Fu Lin sat down opposite them, glanced at the few pieces of paper on the table, curious about what they were "talking about" before.

With a swift sweep of his palm, Xiao Lang put away all the papers and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

Don't show it?Could it be that the words written on the paper were love words?
Thinking of this, Fu Lin looked at Xinmeng subconsciously, and secretly thought, what kind of love words will be "spoken" by the eldest daughter of the general's mansion, which is "willing to be a lovebird in the sky, and a Lian Lizhi in the earth", Or "the mountain has no edges, and the heaven and the earth are united, so you dare to break with the king"?
cough cough!Xiao Lang let out two light coughs.

Fu Lin suddenly came back to his senses, secretly laughing at himself for being too curious and meddling in his own business.What Miss Shen wrote has nothing to do with him.

He cleared his throat, and said to Xiao Lang: "Eh, the thing is like this..."

At that moment, he told about how he caught Yanqiu outside the eighth prince's mansion and followed him, and designed to bring Yanqiu into the mansion, and sent him to a side courtyard to take care of Kaisa.

Yanqiu is here?Xinmeng frowned slightly.

"Fu Lin, why do you think she came here? Kaisa is still Mengmeng?" Although three years have passed, Xiao Lang has not forgotten that Yanqiu once wanted to stab Xinmeng.

After pondering for a while, Fu Lin said: "From the beginning to the end, she never mentioned Miss Shen's name. According to my guess, she should come for Kaisa, and it is very likely that Zhao Lin instructed her to..."

"Combine the inside and the outside." Xiao Lang interrupted him.

Fu Lin nodded: "Well, I think so too. Anyway, we are all going to find Zhao Lin, so it's better to make a plan and let Zhao Lin deliver it to the door by himself, which will save us from spending a lot of time and manpower to find him."

Xiao Lang also nodded: "Just as you said, arrange it quietly, don't disturb Yanqiu. You can give her a little freedom of movement in the mansion, but you must send someone to keep an eye on her secretly, and keep track of her whereabouts at all times. We must not let her get out of our control, and at the same time, we must be careful that she is playing tricks and has other ulterior motives."

"I see, you can trust me with Caesar's affairs. You just need to guard Miss Shen and protect her personally." Fu Lin smiled.

Xin Meng, who had been sitting there all this time, raised her eyes to look at Fu Lin, seeing that he had a serious expression, he didn't seem to be deliberately teasing Xiao Lang and her, so she lowered her eyes lightly again, with a quiet and elegant look.

"Let's do this, you go." Xiao Lang agreed, and drove them away.

"Hey! Knowing that you don't like me staying here and affecting your chat with Miss Shen, I'm leaving." Fu Lin sighed deliberately, and when Xiao Lang glared at him, he jumped up from the stool and rushed out with a few strides. room.

(End of this chapter)