Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

That beautiful woman is Lin Zhixian, the most beloved granddaughter of the three-dynasty elder Lin Xianlin in Bei'an Dynasty.

Today she is wearing a simple light concubine-colored Huzhou satin dress, with a hanging bun, and the ornaments on the bun are also very simple, only a jade swallow hairpin, but against her beautiful and refined face, the whole person is more beautiful Her hair looks dusty, especially compared with the ceremoniously dressed Yingying and Yanyan around her, she has a fresh feeling of a hibiscus.

Then look at the handsome, tall, and extraordinary Song Yanming standing beside her, and both of them have first-class family backgrounds in Bei'an Dynasty - what is a pair of beautiful women made in heaven, this is it!

It's strange that Xuanzong was so determined that he wanted to keep the daughter of the Lin family not to marry her. He originally wanted to wait for Song Yanming's frontier warlord to return and leave it for him.

Rong Yu tsk-tsk in her heart, thinking, Xuanzong really loves his son, he has fought alone in his two lifetimes, but he has never enjoyed a time when someone has made all kinds of troubles and plans for him.

I am envious in my heart, but I heard Song Yanming and Lin Zhixian introduce,

"This is the cousin of Aunt Jinling's family who lives in the house."

After hearing this, Lin Zhixian's eyes flickered, as if she frowned slightly, but soon her brows relaxed again, and she blessed her body slightly, "Mr. Lin is good."

"Ms. Lin, we are all surnamed Lin, and we are still in the same family," Rong Yu touched her neck cheerfully, watching the two of them standing there opposite each other, feeling as if she was a kilowatt light bulb , He immediately recognized each other and said: "Master Hou, you and Miss Lin please go your own way, I'll take a look here by myself."

He felt a little happy for Song Yanming.

A person like Song Yanming deserves such a marriage.

Song Yanming had already discovered that Zhao Dayou and Wu Ming were not following him, and after a little thought, he knew that Rong Yu must have lost them with them in the crowd.

He waved his hand: "Let Songzhu call a carriage to take you back now."

Rong Yu didn't expect the other party to see through her situation all of a sudden, and quickly refused, "Don't, don't, you can do your work, I'll just go back by myself."

He was about to run away, but when Song Yanming caught him back, he had a serious face on his face,

"You're not afraid of causing more trouble to the Hou Mansion, are you?"

It was almost Xu Shi, and the crowds on the street were getting more and more crowded. Song Yanming remembered the last time he met a drunk man, his brows were wrinkled, and his tone was a bit commanding.

"There is a teahouse over there, go sit there and wait for the carriage from the mansion to pick you up."

Before Rong Yu could answer, he had already summoned Song Zhu who was waiting not far away, and after a few orders, Song Zhu went immediately, Rong Yu could only smile dryly, "Okay, thank you, Lord Hou."

Seeing Rong Yu walking towards the teahouse, Song Yanming pondered for a moment, and said to Lin Zhixian,

"Let's go over there to sit and have some tea."

Lin Zhixian smiled slightly, and nodded lightly, "Everything is decided by Lord Hou."

Rong Yu originally thought that Song Yanming would take Lin Zhixian away directly, but he didn't expect the two of them to follow him. He looked like he would accompany him to the end, and he shrank his neck, feeling that he had really turned on the light bulb all the way tonight. He only hoped that Songzhu would soon Call the carriage quickly to get rid of this embarrassing situation.

The three of them came to a teahouse at the corner of the street. Many people flocked to the center of the street to watch the lanterns, so there were not many people drinking tea here.

Rong Yu and Lin Zhixian sat at the teahouse first, and Song Yanming had already gone to the counter to give some refreshments.

Rong Yu looked around the environment for a week, and saw Lin Zhixian sitting quietly, looking like a lady, he felt that he should say something to make the atmosphere more lively, so he picked up the teapot on the table and prepared to pour some tea for Lin Zhixian.

Unexpectedly, Lin Zhixian tapped the round fan lightly. Rong Yu was unprepared for a moment, and a lot of tea in the pot was spilled on the table.

Rong Yu couldn't help being taken aback.

When such a thing happened, Lin Zhixian didn't give a single word of explanation, she still held that beautiful face, and didn't even look at Rong Yu.

Rong Yu grew up in an orphanage and was the most sensitive towards others. He quickly noticed Lin Zhixian's unfriendliness towards him. In fact, he had vaguely felt the other party's displeasure when Song Yanming introduced himself just now, but at that moment He didn't think much about it, but combined with just now, he was almost sure that Lin Zhixian really didn't like him very much.

Rong Yu was a little puzzled, thinking that this was the first time he and the other party met, why did it seem like there was a rift?

Could it be that Song Yanming told the other party all about his background?

Just as he was thinking, Song Yanming had already returned.

He sat down straight away, with a relaxed tone, "The tea here is good, you can try it."

"...Oh, good." Rong Yu nodded, and poured tea for Song Yanming by the way. He looked at Lin Zhixian, hesitated for a while, and then put down the teapot directly.

Song Yanming gave him a strange look, but said nothing, picked up the teapot again, and poured tea for Lin Zhixian, while talking to her.

But seeing that Lin Zhixian no longer had the indifference and aloofness just now, her pretty face was a bit shy, and her beauty became more and more delicious.

Rong Yu lowered his head and took a sip of tea, then raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.

Soon, the refreshments came, and Rong Yu sensibly stood aside as much as possible to restrain her sense of presence, only listening to Song Yanming and Lin Zhixian talking.

After two or three sticks of incense, Songzhu finally came back, he bowed to Song Yanming and said:

"Master Hou, the carriage has already stopped at Wuliting, but there are too many people on the street here, so I can't get through. I need to walk a few steps."

Song Yanming nodded, "OK."

Song Zhu withdrew, Song Yanming immediately stood up and went to pay the bill, and only Rong Yu and Lin Zhixian were left here.

As expected, Lin Zhixian still had that indifferent look, Rong Yu clicked her tongue twice in her heart, the little girl actually had two faces.

When they met for the first time, she gave herself a look, and she wasn't afraid that she would sue Song Yanming?

He thought for a while, and suddenly remembered the slight annoyance that the other party flashed when Song Yanming introduced himself just now, and he immediately understood.

A woman like this who comes from a high family and a deep house naturally places a lot of importance on family status. Since she is planning to marry Song Yanming, she must already know all about the descendants of the Pingyang Marquis Mansion. Naturally, she also knows that Rong Yu is just the aunt of Song Yanming's concubine. She was born with a humble status, and came to the capital from Jinling all the way. She didn't build a mansion on her own, but rushed to live in the Hou's mansion. She pretended to be a bitch about her status. As the future head wife of the Pingyang Hou's mansion, she naturally hated it. Such a distant relative with no winks.

Rong Yu smiled, with a clear heart, she said directly, "Does Miss Lin have any opinions on this?"

Lin Zhixian took out the veil, only smiled lightly, and stamped the veil on the corner of her mouth, as usual, without even looking at Rong Yu, "My lord is thinking too much."

Rong Yu looked at Lin Zhixian in front of him, and suddenly felt that most of the elegant and refined feelings on her body were lost at once. He pulled the corner of his mouth and drank the last bit of tea in the cup.

Soon, Song Yanming came back, and he said to Rong Yu, "Let's go, I'll take you there."

Rong Yu nodded, revealing an extremely well-behaved smile,

"Cousin, you are so kind to me."

Song Yanming frowned slightly, his eyes stayed on his greasy smile, and looked at him with questioning eyes.

Rong Yu smiled harmlessly.

The three of them walked out of the teahouse and headed towards Wuliting together.

There is a river between Wuli Pavilion and Changjie, and you need to walk across the arched stone bridge on the river.

Song Yanming and Lin Zhixian walked in front, and Rong Yu followed behind. His pair of dark eyes rolled, and an imperceptible sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The arch bridge was quite sloping, and there was still some moss growing on the platform, Song Yanming couldn't help slowing down his pace, and was about to remind the two people beside him to walk carefully, but Rong Yu screamed.

His heart tightened, and he turned his head immediately, seeing that Rong Yu was already staggering and about to roll down, but thanks to Song Yanming's sharp eyesight and quick hands, he protected him and managed to stand still.

Lin Zhixian was also frightened by Rong Yu's scream, and her face lost her composure, but she reacted quickly, and immediately covered her gaffe lightly with a round fan.

When Lianshen came back, he saw that Rong Yu was already biting his lip pitifully and hugging his ankle, nestling softly in Song Yanming's arms, he was holding on to the collar of Song Yanming's chest, with a soft and trembling voice, It seems extremely pitiful.

"Cousin...I'm so useless...I sprained my foot again..."