The county horse is a medicine jar

Lin Sishen got up early in the morning, washed and dressed, and went to the back garden for a walk. Before he got close, he saw a circle of maids and servants surrounded by the gate wall of the back garden, looking through the carved stone tablet on the wall. gap, scrambling to look inside.

She leaned over to take a look, and saw through the gap that there were two women standing one by one in the Lanyue Pavilion in the Lanyue Lake in the back garden.The standing one was a delicate girl dressed as a maid, and Lin Sishen recognized Lu Yin, Shen Qinghou's substitute female officer at that time.

And the one sitting was Shen Qinghou, who seemed to be warming wine and reading a book in the moon-lanning pavilion.

A layer of mist rises from the lake in the early morning, and the Lanyue Pavilion looms under the mist, like a fairy palace in the sky. Shen Qinghou is dressed in white, and the blue silk like ink dyed is only tied with a white jade hairpin, which is as white as suet There was a cold expression on the jade-like gentle face.

From a distance, it looks like a fairy in the fairy palace.

The maids and servants peeked vigorously, not even noticing that Lin Sishen was standing behind them, peeking along with them.

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of them, everyone was surprisingly quiet. A maid suddenly sighed softly, and said in amazement, "Our young master is really lucky."

The attendant in front of Lin Sishen stared blankly, swallowed unconsciously: "Yes."

"Does it look good?"

Suddenly there was a question with a chuckle behind him.

The attendant nodded abruptly without looking back, "Naturally, it's pretty, like a fairy."

After finishing speaking, he realized that the voice was a little familiar, and the others slowly came to their senses, and turned their heads dully to look at Lin Sishen with a gentle smile on his face.

Everyone blushed and did not dare to speak. They looked at the smiling Lin Sishen in fear, fearing that she would punish and blame him.

Fortunately, Lin Sishen had a good temper on weekdays, and he didn't punish them when he saw them slack off. He just raised his eyebrows and said, "Look at what I'm doing, if I don't do anything, wait for me to tell the old steward?"

The crowd hurriedly scattered like birds and beasts, and disappeared in an instant.

Lin Sishen snorted softly, and then Youzi looked at Shen Qingwan in the Moon Lane Pavilion through the gap in the stone window.

Warming wine and reading a book in the pavilion early in the morning felt leisurely, Lin Sishen stroked his chin, thinking whether he should go up and talk to Shen Qinghou.

Since Shen Qinghou arrived at the General's Mansion yesterday, she has never been with Shen Qinghou in private.

Just as she was thinking, footsteps came from behind her suddenly, Lin Sishen turned her head, and happened to meet a pair of sullen eyes staring at her intently.A little girl in a green dress with the appearance of a maid holding two books in her hands was standing behind her with a dark face.

The little girl was a bit baby fat, she looked pretty and lovely, but Lin Sishen still recognized her, she coughed lightly and a soft smile appeared on her face: "But Miss Lan Qing?"

With just such a question, the little girl lowered her face, glared at her bitterly, and said, "Deng Tuzi."

Lin Sishen's expression froze, she was scolded by the little girl for such an inexplicable way, she felt a little helpless, and also felt a little funny, it seemed that everyone around Shen Qinghou hated her.

The little girl ignored her after cursing, and trotted to Lanyue Pavilion with her book in her arms while humming coldly.

Lin Sishen crossed his arms and watched her trot all the way to Shen Qinghou's side, put down the book and whispered something beside her.

Lin Sishen was in a bad mood, and was about to turn around to leave, but saw Shen Qinghou's eyes looking over from afar, and the two looked at each other.

Shen Qinghou looked at her, with a smile on his lips, and said to Lan Qing softly, "Go and invite Mr. Lin here."

The distance between Lanyue Pavilion and the white wall is not too far. Although she couldn't hear what Shen Qingwan was saying, Lin Sishen knew it well. She smiled and walked out slowly from behind the wall, and walked straight to Shen Qing婠.

Lan Qing walked to the side of the pavilion, then retreated: "There is no need to invite, people have come uninvited."

Lin Sishen walked into the pavilion, with a smile on his face, he made a virtual bow to Shen Qinghou: "Sishen has seen the princess."

Before Shen Qinghou could answer, he pointed at the stone chair beside him with a flick of his sleeves and said, "I wonder if Sishen can sit down."

After speaking, he sat up on his buttocks, stretched out his hand to fan the wind in front of his eyes, and sighed: "I walked around early in the morning and felt a little sleepy."

The two little maids on the side were very displeased with her rude behavior, so they muttered softly: "It's so rude."

Faced with Lin Sishen's rude behavior, Shen Qinghou didn't look displeased at all. He looked at Lin Sishen with his dark eyes, and said slowly, "Mr. Lin and I are old acquaintances. You don't have to care about etiquette. .”

Lin Sishen raised his eyebrows, looking at Shen Qinghou's cold and indifferent face, he felt a little puzzled.

Her actions just now were not only rude but also very frivolous to someone of Shen Qinghou's status, but Shen Qinghou didn't seem to be unhappy at all, at least from the look on her face, there was no trace of displeasure.

Lin Sishen lowered her eyes, concealing the flash of doubt in her eyes. She looked at the two wine cups placed in front of the jade jug on the table, one was close to Shen Qinghou's arm, and there was still half a glass of wine in it.

With a plan in mind, she suddenly reached out to pick up the wine cup, and in the astonished eyes of the green shade Lan Qing, she took a close sniff and said with a low laugh: "The princess's wine smells so good."

Shen Qinghou raised his hand and waved lightly, Lan Qing, who was burning with anger and was about to curse, hastily shut his mouth, and didn't speak again in a sullen mood.

"If Young Master Lin likes the peach blossom wine I brought back from Qingzhou, I can send a jar to Young Master Lin."

Still calm and neither surprised nor happy, Lin Sishen's hand holding the wine glass tightly, isn't it, so he is not angry.Could it be that she has to wander so far that she will be annoyed after drinking the wine in Shen Qinghou's glass?

Lin Sishen really couldn't do such a frivolous move by Meng Lang. She coughed lightly and put down the wine cup, shook her head deliberately and said, "Wine is good wine, but I think the peach blossom wine from Ningxianglou is more mellow."

As soon as these words came out, Lan Qing couldn't hold back before Shen Qinghou stopped her. She slapped the table and glared at Lin Sishen: "You are so courageous. How dare you take the wine made by my princess himself, and the flower wine from the brothel?" Compare!"

The wine brewed by himself, Shen Qinghou can still make wine, Lin Sishen was stunned for a moment, the smell of the wine just now seemed to still linger around his nose.She did not expect that Princess Qingyang, who is said to be proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, is even proficient in brewing wine.

Shen Qinghou frowned slightly, and her clear voice seemed to be a little colder: "Lan Qing, don't be rude."

Lan Qing bit her lip, a little aggrieved: "I know my mistake."

Shen Qinghou raised her eyes to look at Lin Sishen, and she didn't know if it was an illusion, but Lin Sishen actually saw a sly smile flashing past her eyes. There was nothing unusual about his cold expression.

Lin Sishen didn't think too much, looked at the wronged Lan Qing at the side, and hurriedly smoothed things over: "It's Sishen's outspokenness, His Royal Highness, please don't blame Miss Lan Qing."

The rising sun shed golden light, and sneaked in from the side of the pavilion. Shen Qinghou was under the light, her clear eyes were shining with a faint light, her brows were picturesque, her ruddy thin lips were pouring Under the shining of the sun, the blue hair below is a bit illusory.

Lin Sishen narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw her nodding.

"Mr. Lin just said that the peach blossom wine from Ningxianglou is more fragrant than the peach blossom wine I brewed?"

Lin Sishen pretended to be panic, and hastily complimented: "Sishen speaks without restraint, princess don't take it to heart, how can the wine in Ningxianglou be compared to the wine made by the princess himself, a mortal wine with fine nectar."

Shen Qinghou stretched out his hand to lift the jug, gently picked up an empty glass with his slender white fingertips, poured it slowly, and pushed it in front of the cold Lin Sishen: "Young Master Lin, you don't need to comfort Qinghou, since you can get Mr. , I think the wine in Ningxianglou must be outstanding."

Still not angry, Lin Sishen took the wine with a smile on his face, but felt helpless in his heart. He really didn't know whether Shen Qinghou was really not angry, or if he was so scheming that he could perfectly cover up his likes and dislikes, so that others would not notice.

Shen Qinghou looked at Lin Sishen holding the wine glass to her lips thoughtfully, she lowered her eyes: "I have always loved good wine, since Mr. Lin praised Ningxianglou's peach blossom wine so much, choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun, not as good as today Mr. Lin will take Qinghou to Ningxianglou to taste fine wine."

Hearing this, Lin Sishen choked on the wine and took a long time to swallow it, but the acrid feeling rushed to her head, making her eyes turn red, and a cloud of mist swirled along the way.

Is she crazy? Let Lin Sishen take her to Ningxiang Tower. If the Ninth Prince or General Lin finds out, then Lin Sishen's legs will not be wanted.

Lin Sishen was startled and terrified, she looked at Shen Qingwei in front of her with teary eyes: "The Princess is joking."

The woman in front of her shook her head with a cold smile on her face: "I never joke."

Lin Sishen gasped, she was really stealing the chicken, how could Shen Qinghou be so different from the stern-faced and serious porcelain doll in her impression.

She shook her head hastily, and hurriedly said: "What is the status of the princess, the place where fireworks are like Ningxianglou..."

Shen Qinghou didn't wait for her to finish, and suddenly interrupted her: "If Mr. Lin doesn't want to, then I have to go alone. I heard that there is a Yunliu girl in Ningxiang Tower who looks like a fairy. Just right, I think Go see her, what a beauty she is."

Lin Sishen was stunned, she looked at Shen Qinghou's cold face, as if she was trying to find out if she was joking, but Shen Qinghou looked very serious, and she didn't seem like someone who knew how to joke.

Could it be that she really wanted to go, but that was impossible.

If she really went alone and saw what Yunliu said, wouldn't it be worth the loss for her.

Lin Sishen changed his mind and smiled, "But father ordered me to be grounded?"

Shen Qinghou looked at her, and the corners of his lips raised slightly quietly: "It's easy, I just need to mention to the general that I want to go around the city, and then I can leave the mansion with you."

Lin Sishen gritted her teeth, she really dug a hole by herself and jumped into it: "The princess is really going?"

Shen Qinghou nodded: "Really."

Since Shen Qinghou wanted to go no matter what, Lin Sishen felt that it would be better to go with her by herself, at least to prevent Shen Qinghou from finding out. Thinking of this, she raised her eyebrows and grinned: "In that case, today's Shen Shi, I am waiting for the princess in front of the mansion."

Okay, if you want to go then go, it happens that you can cooperate with Yunliu to play a play for her, and let her take a good look at what it means to be an ignorant dude.