The female supporting role turns over: the prince regent's favorite

Chapter 39 Lin Langtian Returns Home

After Lin Qingqian left, Gu Changgeng's eyes darkened little by little.

Walking to the desk, he took out a book and opened it. There was a piece of paper inside. There was a strange circular pattern drawn on the paper, like the sun, but it gave people a gloomy feeling.

This pattern was deeply imprinted in Gu Changgeng's mind.

On the night when the general's mansion was bloodbathed, an assassin's sword pierced his shoulder. He fought hard with red eyes, and saw a tattoo of this pattern on the assassin's arm.

He couldn't forget that the general's mansion was full of blood that night, and corpses were scattered all over the field. His mother and more than 100 people in the mansion were all lying in a pool of blood.

Gu Changgeng closed his scarlet eyes heavily to calm down the hatred raging in his chest.

He will definitely find the murderer and avenge his parents at any cost!
About this pattern, Gu Changgeng never told anyone, including Lin Langtian, since Lin Langtian's cold reaction after his father's accident, he had long given up any hope for him.

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Ming Garden.

As soon as Lin Qingrou came back, she lost her temper and smashed several vases in the room, leaving pieces scattered all over the floor. Several servant girls knelt tremblingly.

A teacup fell on Xianglan's feet, she trembled in fright, swallowed her saliva, and tried to persuade: "Miss, calm down, what if you lose your body?"

Lin Qingrou's eyes were full of coldness, she gritted her teeth and said, "Grandmother is biased, I go to massage her every day, but now it's fine, she remembers Lin Qingqian's kindness, and Lin Qingqian proudly wants to ride on my head , today she saw me being provocative, did you see that!"

"Miss, don't worry, Lin Qingqian is just momentarily complacent. The old lady has always loved Miss the most in her heart."

Lin Qingrou snorted coldly, if grandma really loved her the most, she wouldn't drive her back today!It was Lin Qingqian's pretentiousness that deceived her grandmother.

The more he wanted to hate Lin Qingrou, the more he resented him.

Lin Qingrou was on fire, with a delicate appearance, and Wen's graceful appearance in a red jacket and skirt came.

He lowered his head to glance at the messy ground in the room, frowned slightly, and said, "I heard from the servant girl that you have been angry all the time when you came back from the old lady's courtyard, why?"

Lin Qingrou kept a straight face and remained silent.

Wen Shi waved his hand to make all the maidservants retreat, and when the door was closed, Wen Shi said: "What made you angry? Haven't you always been able to please the old lady?"

With a cold face, Lin Qingrou told Wen Shi the ins and outs of the matter.

Wen didn't take it seriously, and smiled lazily: "Why do you care about it? It's not that you don't understand Lin Qingqian's temper. Maybe it's because she suffered from illness a while ago, so she patiently tried to please the old lady. It won't take a few days. The truth is revealed, will the old madam still like the delicate and capricious her?"

Lin Qingrou felt less resentment in her heart, and said, "Mother, even though I said that, I'm still not angry with Lin Qingqian's way of showing off his power in front of me now."

"What are you doing with this anger? Your father is going back home in the next two days, so you might as well try to make your father happy."

Wen stroked her hair, and said with a charming smile: "I chose this suit on purpose. I wait for your father to wear it when he returns home in two days. Would he like it?"

"It doesn't matter how much father likes you, he will always let you be his concubine, and I will always be a concubine, if the mother can conceive an heir again, maybe..."

The charming smile on Wen's face froze, she lowered her voice and said: "Qingrou, you can just say this in front of me, if it gets out, the consequences will be disastrous."

Lin Qingrou snorted, and blamed Wen's in her heart, even though her background was not as good as Xu's daughter of the Taifu, but relying on her father's love for her, she was willing to be a concubine.

In a few years, Jiji, a concubine from the prime minister's family, how can she have a good marriage.

Wen's brows were frowned, knowing daughter Mo Ruomu, why didn't she understand Lin Qingrou's thoughts, but as the head of the family, Xu's mother really has no means at all?

There are so many concubines in the prime minister's mansion, whoever dares to make a mistake will give birth to a concubine.

Wen's sighed, maybe the older she is, the more she should understand.

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"Chunxia, ​​tell me, what kind of person is father?"

Chun Xia shook his head in fear and said, "What about Xiangye is not something that slaves can talk about casually."

"Don't be afraid, it's just the two of us now, no one will know, tell me."

Chun Xia hesitated for a moment, and said: "Master Xiang is a good man, well-read in poetry and books, honest and gentle, loyal to the court's loyal ministers, and kind to the servants in the mansion, and has always been well-known in Beiming Kingdom."

Lin Qingqian rested her face and said thoughtfully, "Really? It's really like this..."

Chun Xia looked at Lin Qingqian in confusion, "Is that true? What do you think of Mr. Xiang?"

Lin Qingqian smiled, changed the subject and said, "It's nothing, go and see if the autumn and winter dinner is ready, I'm a little hungry."

"Okay, the servant will go now."

After Chunxia left, Lin Qingqian showed a pensive expression, and muttered in a low voice: "If Lin Langtian is really as Chunxia said, why did he allow Gu Changgeng to be bullied in the mansion and sworn brother's son? Should it be treated kindly?"

Puzzled, Lin Qingqian sighed, knocked himself on the head, and complained: "If you read the book, you will know that the male lead and the female lead are crooked. Now you know that all the important plots are skipped!"

Originally, I wanted to learn about Lin Langtian's character from the old lady, but I never thought that God would not give Lin Qingqian a chance.

On the morning of the second day, Chun Xia hurried over, "Miss, Master Xiang is back home, you should dress up and go to the front yard to wait, the old lady and the wives have already gone."

Lin Qingqian raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Come back so soon?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Chunxia and Qiudong had already started to help Lin Qingqian make up, but she refused, she stood up and said, "There is no need to redress, father is not a visitor, so that's all right, bring the cloak, put it on, and let's go to the front yard."

When Lin Qingqian came to the front yard, Lin Langtian was getting off the carriage outside the door, and walked in steadily.

Dressed in brocade clothes, embroidered with exquisite patterns, she looks in her thirties, her face is as clear as a sculpture, her jet-black hair is pulled up high by a jade crown, and under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows are deep eyes. Breath, he is really a handsome man with a handsome appearance.

It really surprised Lin Qingqian, as the Prime Minister of the Beiming Kingdom, it doesn't look simple at first glance, but it fits Chun Xia's description yesterday.

"Welcome Xiangye back home."

Lin Langtian glanced at the saluting crowd, and said calmly, "Well, get up."

Lin Qingqian stood up, squinted her eyes, and looked at Lin Langtian calmly.

Lin Langtian walked up to the old lady, and said: "Mother, during the time Langtian is not in the mansion, are you in good health?"

"Lao Langtian missed it, mother is fine."

Mrs. Xu stood beside the old lady, smiled gently, and said, "Husband, it's cold and the wind is strong at the door, why don't we sit down in the front hall?"

Lin Langtian nodded slightly, and said to the old lady: "Mother, I will help you in."

Lin Qingqian followed the group to the front hall.

There were five or six women dressed in fancy dress, she guessed that they were all Lin Langtian's concubines, but she didn't know any of them except Lin Qingrou's Wen family standing beside her.

(End of this chapter)