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

Chapter 40 The Old Madam Loves Lin Qingqian
Sitting in the front hall, a concubine's room gathered around to ask for their health, Lin Langtian responded with a few words, and let them sit down.

Lin Qingqian sat down at the backmost seat, lowered her head, and tried her best to reduce the sense of presence. She didn't know many people in this group, and she was afraid that she would reveal her secrets if she opened her mouth.

"Husband, this winter hunting with the emperor came back more than ten days later than expected, but what happened on the way?"

"It's not a big deal. It snowed heavily a few days ago, and it was difficult for the carriage to drive. The emperor ordered the palace to delay for a few more days."

"So that's the case, I'm still worried."

Lin Qingwu echoed, "Yes, Mother has been very worried about Dad these past few days, and she can't sleep well at night."

Lin Langtian smiled gently, and took Xu's hand, "Madam is worried, this winter hunting, the emperor rewarded me with a fox with snow-white hair, Madam, you are not in good health and are afraid of the cold, I ordered someone to make it Here is the cloak."

Xu was very moved, "I am very grateful to my husband."

Lin Qingyuan on the side couldn't help asking: "Father, did you bring something for Qingyuan?"

Mrs. Xu pretended to be angry, and scolded: "Qingyuan, how old is he? You still look like you were a child. Your father begged for gifts as soon as he came back from the house."

Lin Langtian was not angry, he waved to Lin Qingyuan, waited for someone to walk to his side, he looked at him carefully, pinched Lin Qingyuan's shoulder with his big hand, and said with a smile: "I want a gift from my father, I will ask you before I leave. Do you remember all the poems you memorized?"

"This..." Lin Qingyuan looked guilty, obviously not remembering.

"I didn't even remember, how dare you ask Dad to give you a gift?"

"Father! I promise I will remember it tomorrow. I will remember it. Can you do it for me?"

Lin Langtian still loved his only son very much, he laughed and said: "Okay, recite it to me in the study tomorrow, and I will give you the sword I brought back."

Lin Qingyuan's eyes lit up, and the young man's love for weapons was obvious: "It's a deal! Qingyuan, thank you dad!"

"If my husband is like this again, you will spoil the child of Qingyuan."

The old lady dotingly said: "Qingyuan is still young, so there is no need to be too strict with him."

The whole family was very affectionate, Lin Qingqian looked diagonally across without any trace.

Wen's gorgeous face was smiling, showing no thoughts, Lin Qingrou next to her was clutching her sleeves, with undisguised jealousy in her eyes.

Several other concubines also complained and dared not speak up.

"By the way, mother, I am accompanying the emperor to the palace this time. On the way, I heard that there is a mountain doctor who can cure chronic headaches for many years. Langtian has already sent someone to invite him. I believe he will be invited to the mansion in two days. When the time comes, let him show your mother."

The old lady chuckled lightly, and said: "No need, my persistent headache has been much better these days, it's all thanks to..."

Lin Qingqian's heart skipped a beat, she was afraid of something, she just wanted to lower her sense of existence!
But the weather was unsatisfactory, the old lady swept her eyes in the front hall, landed on her, and called out kindly: "Qingqian, come here, why are you sitting there, come beside grandma."

"Yes, grandmother."

The people in the front hall instantly focused their eyes on Lin Qingqian, and there were quite a few sharp ones among them.

Lin Qingqian walked over slowly, lowered her head, suppressed the thoughts in her eyes, bowed her knees and saluted, and said, "Grandmother, mother, father."

Lin Langtian glanced at it, and gave a faint "hmm", obviously he didn't care much about this concubine.

The old lady pulled the man to her side, and said with a smile: "My persistent headache is cured, it's all thanks to Qingqian. She saw a massage method from Wang's medical skills, and massaged for me for a few days. , The stubborn headache that I have suffered for many years has been cured, and I have made a wormwood medicine bag to let me soak my feet before going to bed every day, and now I sleep much more peacefully at night."

The old lady praised Lin Qingqian so much that Xu and Lin Langtian finally looked at Lin Qingqian.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Lin Qingqian lowered her head and said submissively, "Back to my father, Qingqian saw it in a medical book when I had nothing to do, so I wanted to try it for my grandmother, but I never thought it would be effective."

Lin Langtian narrowed his eyes, thought for a while, and said for a moment: "Healed the old lady's headache and stubborn illness, it is a meritorious service." Turning his head to look at Xu Shi beside him, "The emperor rewarded a lot of jewelry, you wait a moment Pick a few sets for Qingqian."

"Yes, I know."

"Qingqian thanked my father."

Lin Qingrou from below stared at Lin Qingqian resentfully. If eyes could kill, Lin Qingqian would have died countless times.

Why does grandma only remember her good!She was obviously the one who went to Jinglanyuan to massage her grandmother every day!
After the other concubines also expressed their thoughts, the old lady waved her hand and said, "Langtian just came back and is also tired. You all go back to your respective courtyards so that Langtian can rest well."

"Yes, old lady."

The group retreated, and Lin Langtian asked, "Mother, do you have something to tell me?"

The old lady nodded, "Yes, I want to tell you about Qingqian."

"Clear and shallow?" Lin Langtian was obviously puzzled by what the old lady meant.

The old lady sighed lightly, and said: "Langtian, I know you don't care about the concubine's flesh and blood, and you have arrangements for the concubine's Qingyuan and Qingwu, but I like the child Qingqian, and this child treats me well." It is a filial piety, although he was ignorant before, but he is kind-hearted."

The old lady felt even more distressed when she thought that even her servants dared to bully Lin Qingqian and skipped the rules.

"After Mrs. Wang passed away, the child suffered a lot of grievances and never told anyone about it."

"Mother means..."

"I'll take care of this child in the future. I'm a lady of etiquette. I'll find a nanny to teach her. You can find a husband for her to teach her piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting."

A trace of surprise flashed across Lin Langtian's elegant face.

The old lady knew that except for Lin Qingyuan, she was indifferent to the juniors, and now she wanted to personally teach Lin Qingqian, who had never been fond of her.

"Langtian understands, and will tell Steward Fu to do it."

The old lady nodded slightly in satisfaction, "You have a rest, I'm going back too."

"Mom, go slowly."

Looking at the figure of the old lady, Lin Langtian pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Butler Fu, what happened to Miss San during the time I was away from the mansion?"

"Returning to the Prime Minister, more than half a month ago, the third lady was pushed off the lotus pond by Gu Changgeng, so after a serious illness, she changed a lot, and she is no longer as self-willed as before. Recently, the old lady likes her quite a lot. For this reason, the old lady sent a message Sold the servant who underpaid Miss San."

Mentioning Gu Changgeng, Lin Langtian's expression changed, but he quickly recovered and waved his hand, "I see, you should step back too."

"Yes, the slave will leave."

Lin Langtian stood in the front hall with his hands behind his back, no one knew what was going on in his heart.

……

willow garden.

Looking at the several sets of jewelry that Mrs. Xu sent, Chun Xia grinned almost behind her ears.

"Miss, Xiangye rewarded you! It can be seen that Xiangye loves Miss very much now."

Lin Qingqian was not interested in this, and thought to herself, it would be better to just reward her with money, it is worse than having money with her.

Despite the excited twittering in spring, summer, autumn and winter, Lin Qingqian was always thinking about Lin Langtian.

(End of this chapter)