I'm the Villain's Mother in Time Time

Chapter 480
"Miss, why did the shopkeeper of this teahouse give you the gold hairpin?"

Lin Chuqian chuckled and didn't explain, but just handed the golden hairpin to her to put away, and told her solemnly that it was a token of love given to her by someone else, so don't throw it away.

Not long after Nobile received it, another maid trotted in.

"Second Miss, the Seventh Prince came to visit and said he wanted to see you."

The one who was waiting was Zhen Youxiu, the idiot.

Lin Chuqian set off happily, with brisk steps, it was the first time that she was so looking forward to seeing Zhen Youxiu.

"Seven Princes."

When the beautiful woman's crisp voice came, Zhen Youxiu hurriedly stood up to greet her. "Ash."

For the first time, Lin Chuqian didn't feel that he was numb. She walked into the room with a smile and sat down with him. After exchanging a few words, she found that the other party was hesitant to speak. She held back her smile and asked softly, "Seventh Prince What are you doing here today?"

"It's really not that important."

Heartbroken, Zhen Youxiu didn't know how to speak. He didn't even open the folding fan that he usually likes to play with. He sat on the chair and drank a lot of tea with an unnatural expression.

"Have you received any gifts recently? Like gold hairpins or something?"

"How did you know that I received a pair of golden hairpins?" Lin Chuqian was surprised at first, then she pursed her lips and smiled shyly, pretending to be very embarrassed and said: "Then you must know who the man I belong to is by now!"

"What!" Zhen Youxiu's face turned pale. "Are you and that man in love?"

Seeing Zhen Youxiu's loveless expression, Lin Chuqian nodded shyly.

Zhen Youxiu was like a bolt from the blue, stunned for a long time and didn't know what to do.

In the teahouse yesterday, he thought he was just an ordinary man who admired Lin Chuqian, at most he could write a few poems.But who knew that today she came here to inquire and found out that it was Lin Chuqian's favorite.

This kind of blow is no less than the duck in hand flying directly.

The beautiful woman he had been thinking of wanted to fall into the arms of others, which was even more embarrassing than slapping him twice.

"Why has the king never heard you mention it?"

"Because...because" Lin Chuqian held back a smile and hesitated for a long time. "Because you never asked."

Zhen Youxiu was at a loss for words.

Not to mention, he really never thought that Lin Chuqian would like anyone other than him.

After all, he was noble and suave, so many ladies wanted to fall into his arms, but he never thought that he thought he had finally met a beautiful woman who could match him, but in the end it was all his wishful thinking.

Seeing Zhen Youxiu's deeply shocked appearance, Lin Chuqian kindly made another stab.

"Actually, he and I are childhood sweethearts. Many years ago, we made a private decision for the rest of our lives. I also swore to the heavens that in this life, I will not marry unless you are a king."

The other party has developed to this point.

Zhen Youxiu is the Seventh Prince, so how could he be so proud that he would take it by force? He got up quickly and said goodbye in a hurry.

Looking at his dejected back, Lin Chuqian, who was sitting on the chair, almost burst out laughing.

Damn, let's see if Zhen Youxiu, a silly boy, will spread the word about her fairy-like beauty!

Humph.

Let's see if he dares to pester me.

**
Ever since Zhen Youxiu left the Lin Mansion in a daze that day, Lin Chuqian felt happy physically and mentally, and her ears became much cleaner.

It's just that the poems written in the teahouse that day were widely publicized and caused quite a stir.

No one in the capital city knew who that handsome young man was?

Moreover, the other party had a close relationship with General Lin's second lady, and there were rumors about the relationship between the mysterious man's identity and Lin Chuqian.

From high-ranking officials and nobles to ordinary people, they were all talking about that poem and that handsome young man after tea and dinner.

Not to mention the outsiders, it was the rumors in Lin's mansion.

Even one day, during the meal, Lin Pinqi suddenly put down the bowl and chopsticks, turned his head and asked her solemnly: "Ah Qian, which son is it that gave you the golden hairpin?"

Lin Chuqian was so embarrassed that she couldn't eat anymore.He replied vaguely: "Father, I don't know that young master either."

Hearing her answer, Lin Pinqi didn't know whether he was disappointed or relieved, anyway, he didn't continue to ask.

After this incident, Lin Chuqian knew that she seemed to be playing a little too big.

Now everyone wants to know who is that son?But so far, I may know that the only one who has received the golden hairpin is myself. Once those curious people scratch their heads, they can only ask her insincerely.

Thinking of this, Lin Chuqian felt like shooting herself in the foot with a rock.

How to do?
Is it useful for her to regret now?
Her original intention was to kill Zhen Youxiu's aura and hit him!
How come in the end, the one who suffers is himself!

**
On this day, the servant sent a post.

Lin Chuqian opened it and found that it was Ye Zhaojun's greeting card!

It should be said that everyone is more particular about ladies, but when they are guests at other people's homes, they send posts here.

It was impossible for Lin Chuqian to refuse, she tidied up her mess and laziness, prepared good tea in her yard, and waited.

In the afternoon, Ye Zhaojun was brought into the backyard by his servants, and there was another person who came with her.

He Mingqiu.

When Lin Chuqian got up to greet her, the smile on her face became subtle when she found He Mingqiu.

"Miss Ye, you came here as soon as you came, why did you bring other irrelevant people with you?" She glanced at He Mingqiu with a slightly contemptuous look, then pulled Ye Zhaojun affectionately and sat down.

Ye Zhaojun turned around in embarrassment, fearing that He Mingqiu would feel embarrassed, but the latter had a very high endurance, and a little sarcastic remarks were not painful to her.

"Mingqiu met Miss Lin." He Mingqiu bowed respectfully, looking very weak with his head slightly lowered.

Lin Chuqian didn't like her, she smiled, ignored her, and turned to talk to Ye Zhaojun.

"The last time Qinyuanhou's residence was parted, you and I never met."

"Yes!" Although Ye Zhaojun felt that He Mingqiu was distressed, he didn't know how to relieve her, so he could only bite the bullet and chat with Lin Chuqian. "After we left last time, I really wanted to visit, but I was worried that it would be too abrupt."

"Unobtrusive."

Lin Chuqian felt that the shy and lovely Ye Zhaojun looked very comfortable, and said with a smile #"It happens that I don't know many people in the capital."

The two of them chatted enthusiastically with He Mingqiu, who was at the side, and after a while, they intimately called each other's boudoir names.

He Mingqiu gradually lost his patience by the side, looked at Ye Zhaojun who was smiling brightly, and cursed in her heart how stupid she was, to be fooled into it so easily by Lin Chuqian.

"Zhaojun." He Mingqiu said softly.

Ye Zhaojun, who was chatting vigorously, heard the voice and immediately remembered He Mingqiu, raised his head and pursed his lips in embarrassment. "Ah Qian, I forgot to tell you that this is my boudoir friend Ming Qiu."

Lin Chuqian smiled and nodded lightly, her arrogance was confusing.

No matter how stupid Ye Zhaojun was, she also noticed that Lin Chuqian didn't seem to like He Mingqiu very much. She didn't know the relationship between the two of them.

"He Mingqiu? The third young lady from the He family?" Lin Chuqian said lightly, squinting at her with a smile on his face.

He Mingqiu suddenly felt a strange sense of oppression, and was a little annoyed by her word-for-word punctuation of the concubine third young lady, suppressing the comments in his heart.

She lowered her head, still looking soft and weak. "Exactly."

(End of this chapter)