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

Chapter 75

Xianglan murmured, "I really don't understand what Shen Shizi is thinking, why would he want to get close to people like Miss San and Gu Changgeng..."

Lin Qingrou's eyes darkened, and she interrupted Xianglan's words in a cold voice: "Let's go, let's go to the grandmother's yard."

"Ah?" Xianglan was surprised, and said puzzledly: "We just greeted the old lady in the morning, why is the lady looking for the old lady now?"

"In order to leave the mansion in three days, go to Lanruo Temple to pray for grandma."

Xianglan quickly followed Lin Qingrou, and thought about it several times in her heart before she suddenly understood what Lin Qingrou meant.

……

willow garden.

Lin Qingqian was overjoyed to be able to go out of the residence with Shen Fei and Gu Changgeng to the temple fair of Lanruo Temple tomorrow, and even rarely started to pick up her clothes.

"How about this vermilion dress, Miss?"

Lin Qingqian shook her head, scanned around among the many dresses, and picked out a lotus blue brocade dress, "I'll wear this when I leave the house tomorrow."

Chun Xia nodded approvingly and said: "Miss has really good eyesight. This dress is elegant and fresh. Miss will definitely look good in it."

"Okay, as long as you have a sweet mouth, take it away and put it away. Remember to bring your purse with you tomorrow, and I will buy you delicious food then!"

"Forehead……"

Chun Xia has a slightly speechless expression, miss, can you stop shining your eyes when you mention food?
Lifting the purse, Qiu Dong next to him suddenly remembered something, took out a light-colored purse from his sleeve, and said: "Miss, the mandarin ducks you embroidered last time played in the water, and the servant made a purse for you, how do you think about it? "

Lin Qingqian said without hesitation: "I worked so hard to embroider the purse, so I will use it for myself!"

"Miss, are you sure you want to use it?"

"Of course, I..." Lin Qingqian's eyes fell on the purse in Qiudong's hand, and she stopped talking.

Suddenly, when Gu Changgeng said it was a duck last time, he meant it for the better. The purse was embroidered with two lumps of indistinguishable objects. I could barely make out the shape of the duck, but one head was crooked. , the other head is bigger than the body.

The corner of Lin Qingqian's mouth twitched. Before it was made into a purse, it was clearly acceptable. Why is it so... unsightly?

Lin Qingqian coughed lightly in embarrassment, and said, "Forget it, my purse is quite new now, it's not worn out yet, it's shameful to waste it, I'll replace it when it's worn out."

Chun Xia Qiu Dong looked at each other, suppressed a smile, and replied, "Yes, miss."

Qiudong asked again: "Then this purse, can the maid help the young lady to put it away first?"

"Oh, put it down, I will put it away later."

Lin Qingqian thought in her heart: The purse is ugly and unsightly, so she shouldn't keep it ashamed, and find a chance to throw it away secretly.

Qiu Dong put down her purse and left the bedroom, and within less than half a cup of tea, she came back and knocked on the door: "Miss, Mr. Gu is here, do you want to invite him in?"

"Brother Chang Geng?" Lin Qingqian was puzzled, and quickly said, "Let Brother Chang Geng come in."

"Yes." Qiudong pushed open the door, turned around and said, "Master Gu, please."

Gu Changgeng stepped into the room, and Lin Qingqian saw her, with a smile in her black and white eyes, and said, "Brother Changgeng, sit down."

Gu Changgeng gave a soft "um" and sat down before she asked again: "Brother Changgeng came to see me, is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing, but thinking of going to Lanruo Temple tomorrow, I want to tell you first, the temple fair will be crowded with people tomorrow, you have to follow me closely, don't get separated."

Lin Qingqian stuck out her tongue, and said playfully, "I'm not a three-year-old child, what's wrong? Brother Chang Geng is afraid that I might get lost?"

Gu Changgeng's face was cold, and there was a hint of doting hidden in his eyes, "It's always right to be cautious. Besides, Lanruo Temple is no different from ordinary temples. You need to be careful in everything, and don't cause any trouble by being reckless."

Lin Qingqian blinked, and asked curiously: "It's no different from ordinary temples, so could it be that there are some masters in this Lanruo Temple?"

"There are some eminent monks in Lanruo Temple. The first abbot who founded Lanruo Temple was a prince in the royal family. In addition, every year the emperor would go to Lanruo Temple to eat fast and chant Buddha for a few days. With this relationship, Lanruo Temple has been No one dares to be disrespectful."

Gu Changgeng thought for a while, and then said: "The current abbot, Master Jingkong, has never missed orders. It is said that he met the emperor back then, and gave the emperor orders that he was the emperor's fate. At that time, no one believed it, until the emperor sat down. People have no choice but to believe that after taking the throne, later someone spent a thousand taels of gold to beg Master Ching Kung for orders, but Master Chin Kung refused, claiming that they were only given orders by predestined people."

Lin Qingqian had a thoughtful expression on her small face.

This Master Clearance sounds quite mysterious. If you tell him about your situation, can he have a way to bring himself back to modern times?
Seeing Lin Qingqian remained silent, Gu Changgeng asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Qingqian snapped back from her thoughts, and replied casually: "It's okay, it's okay... I just think Brother Chang Geng is worrying too much, I don't think I will easily meet a high-spirited monk like Master Jingkong, How can there be a chance to be reckless and cause trouble."

"It's better to be careful."

"Okay, okay...I know, I will follow Brother Chang Geng closely, and I won't run around."

The two chatted for a while, Gu Changgeng's eyes suddenly fell on the purse on the table, and asked, "Whose purse is this?"

"This this……"

Lin Qingqian's eyes flickered, and she was about to say something to fool her, but before she could think of it, Gu Changgeng remembered it and said, "The purse you embroidered for mandarin ducks playing in the water a while ago?"

Recognized face to face, Lin Qingqian said with a frustrated expression on her face, "That's right, it's the purse I embroidered a while ago, Brother Chang Geng, you can laugh if you want, I'm going to throw it away anyway."

Gu Changgeng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why throw it away?"

Lin Qingqian took a look at the ugly and unsightly purse, and said quietly: "Earlier brother Chang Geng said that he looks like a duck, and he said it in a positive way. I can see that it is... four different."

Gu Changgeng forcibly pressed down the corners of his lips, "It's actually not bad, it's not as ugly as you said."

Lin Qingqian let out a heck, thinking that Gu Changgeng was comforting her.

"It's okay, just throw it away anyway, and you can't use it as a purse, otherwise, if you take it out and someone asks who embroidered it, I'd be ashamed." Lin Qingqian threw the purse back on the table, frowning slightly. Looking outside the door, he muttered, "Why hasn't Chunxia made tea yet?"

Lin Qingqian stood up and said: "Brother Chang Geng, wait in the house, I'll go out and have a look, just yesterday my grandmother gave you sweet-scented osmanthus cake, I remember you liked it, I asked Chun Xia to bring you some to try. "

"it is good."

……

An hour later.

Seeing that it was getting late, Gu Changgeng went back to Liyuan.

Lin Qingqian ordered Chunxiaqiudong to prepare hot water for bathing, sat at the table and waited, drank a cup of tea, glanced casually, and suddenly realized that the purse that had just been placed on the table was gone.

Lin Qingqian bent down and searched under the table, but she couldn't find it. With a puzzled face, she said to herself, "It's weird, I remember it was on the table, why did it disappear?"

But after thinking about it, she didn't take it to heart, "Forget it, it's going to be thrown away anyway, maybe I just took it out and threw it away, and then forgot."

After all, the purse is so ugly that no one will pick it up if it falls on the ground, let alone steal it.

(End of this chapter)