Beat up the Crown Prince: The little girl is fierce and naughty

Early the next morning, Lin Wanyan was dug out of the bed by Ye Zhuyuan, and she let her mother fuck her in a daze. When the little girl finally woke up, she saw something in the bronze mirror. A cheerful little red envelope.

Wearing a bright red brocade silk top, paired with a moonflower skirt of the same color, the two bags were also hung with tassels wrapped with red coral beads, and the same style of red gold beads were worn on both sides of the hair bag. On her wrist was an agate pearl sent by Lin Wanyan's aunt two days ago. The little girl exclaimed in exaggeration and immediately sent her sweet kiss to Ye Zhuyuan. "My mother is so skillful with her hands, and her face is so beautiful."

"You little sycophant." He couldn't find anyone who could coax with just one mouth. Thinking about last night, Lin Shaoqing came to the little girl to settle a score, but the little girl fooled him with a few words. In the end, he got a bedtime meal in vain. Story: Ye Zhuyuan fell asleep hugging the quilt and felt a pain in his head. He tapped the little girl's forehead in annoyance. He was so smart at a young age, how could he be so smart when he grew up.

She pouted unconvinced and wanted to defend herself, but before Lin Wanyan could open her mouth, Ye Zhuyuan quickly filled her stomach with the little girl, and then gave detailed instructions to the maid Yu Huan who was following Lin Wanyan, and then she started non-stop. Send the little girl out.

"If you dare to cause trouble again, you will be punished to stay at home and copy books. Do you understand?" Lin Wanyan didn't know who she followed. She was obviously born in a scholarly family, but this girl has not loved reading since she was a child. He even called it book-sickness, and Ye Zhuyuan was so angry that he wished he could open the little girl's head to see what she was thinking.

Quickly nodding her head, Lin Wanyan was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. After quickly climbing onto the carriage, she immediately urged the driver to leave quickly.

"Prince Concubine, the third young lady has already set off first, leaving the fourth young lady and the seventh young lady to go together." Aunt Guan carefully lowered the carriage curtain and whispered to Ye Zhuyuan's side.

After lowering his eyes and thinking for a moment, Ye Zhuyuan nodded nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter, Xiao Si doesn't dare to attack Yan Yan."

The fourth lady, Lin Wanzhi, is the concubine of the second wife. Her biological mother is the Yangzhou thin horse brought back by the second master. She has no power in the house these years and can only make a living behind the second wife Yang Huiru. Ye Zhuyuan has carefully observed everyone in the house. Young Master and Miss, except for Lin Wanqiao who was a little hostile towards Lin Wanyan, the other children, whether sincerely or not, on the surface were good brothers and sisters who loved their younger sisters.

After finally getting rid of Ye Zhuyuan, Lin Wanyan patted her small chest and breathed a sigh of relief. She took a big sip of the red date tea handed over by Yu Huan, and then she was able to take stock of the situation inside the carriage.

When the servants in the mansion learned that the ladies were going out, they had already arranged the carriage in a soft and comfortable manner. Lin Wanyan tilted her head slightly, but she only saw Lin Wanzhi with a timid look on her face. The latter was wearing an 80% new dress. At this time, he was huddled in the corner with some restraint, pinching his fingers and looking at her nervously.

"How are you, Fourth Sister? Are you feeling better now? Why isn't Third Sister here?" Lin Wanzhi usually stays with her aunt. Unless Lin Wanqiao sends someone to look for her, she would rather huddle in a corner. Quail also didn't want to come out to meet people. Lin Wanyan came to play with her a few times, but Lin Wanzhi and her daughter simply avoided her like a snake and a scorpion. Gradually, Lin Wanyan did not have much contact with Lin Wanzhi.

Swallowing nervously, Lin Wanzhi glanced at the little girl timidly through her thick bangs, and then bravely explained: "The third sister wanted to see the eldest sister earlier, so she set off early. My body feels better now, thank you Seventh Sister for your concern." A faint smile appeared on her chubby little face, and Lin Wanzhi looked at Lin Wanyan with a little gentleness and envy in her eyes, but there was no trace of it. Malice.

The little girl's heart softened. She opened the secret compartment in the carriage familiarly and took out candied fruits and delicate snacks. Then she picked up a piece with a smile and handed it to Lin Wanzhi, "Yanyan understands. Fourth sister, have some snacks."

Although she was not very familiar with Lin Wanzhi, the little girl couldn't bear to see her huddled in a corner all alone, so she took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Lin Wanzhi. After Lin Wanzhi was no longer so nervous, the two sisters sat in the carriage They ate and drank until the carriage suddenly stopped.

"Miss, there are too many people on this road. If we rush there slowly, we may be late. There is a small road over there that leads directly to Shangshu's Mansion. Should we change the road?" the coachman sitting outside asked in a low voice.

Listening to the shouting sound in her ears, Lin Wanyan glanced out through the gap in the window. Sure enough, as the coachman said, the sea of ​​people was extremely lively. She looked away from the candied haws in the vendor's hands with some envy. Lin Wanyan nodded and stood aside. Yuhuan immediately ordered the coachman to change lanes and start again.

Staggering into an alley, the road was as smooth as the driver said. After Lin Wanyan shared the last piece of snack with Lin Wanzhi, she let Yu Huan wipe her little hands and turned into a smiling little girl again. One dumpling.

However, just as the carriage was about to exit the alley, a shout suddenly rang out.

"Wait a minute, we came to this road first, please wait until we pass before going on."

It turned out that this alley was at a fork in the road, and happened to meet a moving carriage head-on. The driver outside frowned slightly, and was about to explain that they had arrived first, but Lin Wanyan's delicate dissatisfaction came from inside the carriage. Voice.

"Hmph, Ouyang Jing, why are you trying to show your prestige? I just want to go there first today!"

As the saying goes, enemies often meet on a narrow road, so Lin Wanyan met Ouyang Jing, the unlucky son of the Duke of Zhenguo, again!

It had only been a few days, but that guy had recovered from his injuries and was wandering around again, and he was still so domineering. I thought Lin Wanyan was just showing off in front of those close to her. Outside, she was still the "knowledgeable and sensible" person. The noble daughter of an aristocratic family, it seems that she was a little too gentle that day, so she should let that guy experience the sufferings of life and all kinds of things in the world!

The little girl opened the curtain and poked her head out. With a hint of disgust on her face, the little girl touched her chin, then slowly stretched out her little hand, and gestured with her little fist at Ouyang Jing, who was gnashing his teeth and jumping up and down in anger.

The young man was wearing a jade-colored brocade robe, and a wide-brimmed navy blue auspicious cloud belt with exquisite embroidery was tied around his waist. Although there was still a hint of childishness in his eyebrows and eyes, there was also a hint of sharpness. His lips were red and his teeth were white, and he could not hide his nobility.

"You, Lin Wanyan!"

As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet. As soon as he saw Lin Wanyan's sullen look, the young man felt his chest hurt again, and he gritted his teeth with a dark face.

There was a saying that Lin Wanyan didn't know who taught her to hit people in places that others couldn't see. As long as Ouyang Jing thought of the weird look the imperial doctor looked at him that day, his fists would gradually harden.