After relying on the knowledge of the college entrance examination, the emperor took a fancy to him

Mama Yang was an old man next to Yang, the mistress of the Lin Mansion. In the dream, this person came to take Yuanshen away, and Yuanshen never returned to this small and dilapidated West Wing Courtyard.

Lin Luo stood under the eaves at the top of the steps. Although he was 13 years old and malnourished, the geographical advantage allowed him to occupy the commanding heights and look at the other party from top to bottom. His gaze was not offensive, but he did not appear timid.

Lin Luo smiled just right: "This mother, I don't know who you are?"

Yang's mother snorted softly, and the corners of her eyes rolled down, obviously displeased.

Although the young man was pale and frail, his overall demeanor was unmatched by ordinary people.

Aunt Zhao next to her was so frightened that her heart almost stopped beating. She used to be a young lady, but later her family fell into poverty, and she married into the Lin Mansion as a concubine in order to survive.

Even though her family background is not considered weak, and she was quite favored at the beginning, she did not dare to flinch in front of Yang Shi. The mother Yang who is beside Yang Shi is also very skillful.

Aunt Zhao quietly tugged at Lin Luo's sleeve, and reminded in a low voice, "Third Young Master, this is Mama Yang who is beside Madam."

Lin Luo turned back to look at Aunt Zhao, patted her hand lightly, gave her a peaceful look, then turned back to look at Mama Yang: "If Mama doesn't dislike it, why don't you sit down and eat the food first? "The attitude is straightforward and straightforward.

"Ahem!" But as soon as the words were finished, before Mama Yang opened her mouth, she coughed weakly again.

Seeing this, Mama Yang, who was about to speak, had a gloomy expression on her face, and said angrily, "Master Lin, the master called you, why don't you go quickly?"

Lin Luo coughed half-bowed, and managed to catch his breath. Liu Ying and Aunt Zhao were on each side, and worriedly ran their hands along his back, ignoring what Mama Yang was saying.

Lin Luo got up weakly, still holding the pokers that had come out of the pinch, propped on the ground, raised his eyes and asked deliberately: "What did mother say earlier? I didn't hear clearly."

Mama Yang's angry face stretched again, who in the family didn't give her face after all these years?Biansheng is deflated in this unlucky place today.

She opened her mouth, but Lin Luo seemed to suddenly think of those three slaves, and immediately accused Liu Ying: "Why don't you go? Burn their clothes for me."

The three people who were still kneeling on the ground thought they had escaped a catastrophe, but they couldn't believe it when they heard the words, and wept again in grief and indignation.

Lin Luo pushed Liu Ying, frowned, with an expression of being disturbed by their voices: "Go!"

Liu Ying was dumbfounded, then her eyes lit up, she nodded with a smile: "Hey!"

Glancing at the few people below, without even looking at Mama Yang, she hurriedly ran to the three people's room to clear their clothes.

"Hey! Miss Liuying!" The three slaves wanted to stop them, but they didn't dare to move for a moment when they looked at Lin Luo and Yang's mother standing next to her.

Recently, the three of them really wanted to take advantage of the mansion to prepare for the eldest lady's wedding. When the whole mansion was busy, they wanted to go out to find relationships and do some errands.

But they didn't dare to find someone like Mama Yang, they were looking for only some maids and servants who looked after the door.

What's more, they were caught by this mother when they committed crimes, and now they still have lingering fears when they look at that face!

Lin Luo said a few words, then took a few breaths, looking helpless, helped Aunt Zhao to turn around and go back to the house, but ignored Mama Yang.

Although Aunt Zhao was afraid of Mama Yang, she was even more worried about Lin Luo's body, and forgot to say good things to Mama Yang.

Mother Yang, who was completely ignored, looked gloomy. Standing at the bottom of the steps, she saw the three people embracing next to each other, and said solemnly: "Go! Bind Young Master Lin out!"

The three of them looked at Mama Yang, then at the empty front door, and finally caught sight of Liuying who came out holding their clothes, scrambling over each other: "Miss Liuying! You can't burn it, you can't burn it!"

Mama Yang: *&%%&*￥￥&*! ! !Out of shape!

The breakfast brought back by Aunt Zhao in the house was only enough for one person. They have always eaten for three people. Lin Rushu was afraid of his reputation as a ghost and did not dare to deduct his food, but the food of the people around him was because of He doesn't get a little bit.

In the entire West Wing courtyard, only Lin Luo had a monthly allowance.

Under such circumstances, the two could still treat the original owner with sincerity, so Lin Luo naturally could not disappoint their sincerity.

As before, he divided the imperial court into three parts, and as for the three slaves, life and death were no longer within the original body's consideration.

Not long after, a billowing fire burned in the yard.

The three slaves were in a hurry around the fire: "Why did it really burn! Third Young Master! Third Young Master!"

The cry was loud.

Lin Luo shouted to the outside: "Liuying, come and eat soon."

The tone is flying and the spirit is radiant.

"Hey~ here we come!" Liu Ying only felt that the depression of so many years was perfectly released at this moment, put away the fire bag and ran over, and was still in the mood to greet Yang's mother standing in the courtyard, knowingly asked: "Mother Yang, the young master called you Go in and eat, why don't you go?"

"Hmph!" Mother Yang snorted coldly, gave her a gouging look, turned and left.

Looking at the back, they were all angry.

Liuying sneered, feeling uneasy again, and asked Aunt Zhao when she sat down to eat, "Auntie, what is Mama Yang doing here?"

They stayed in this desolate west wing courtyard for so many years, no one bothered to ask, why did someone suddenly come and let the third young master pass?

It was still when the whole government was busy with the eldest lady's wedding.

Aunt Zhao swallowed a mouthful of porridge: "Could it be something wrong with the young lady's marriage?"

"What's going to happen? Could it be that the young lady will run away from marriage?" Liuying was very young and gossiped.

Lin Luo drank the tasteless porridge, thinking: bingo!you are right.

The dream didn't specify the exact day when the surrogate marriage took place, only a rough time frame. Lin Luo thought he still had time to prepare, but he didn't expect the heroine to be so efficient, and now she has already escaped.

After a meal, he was still so hungry.

The three servants outside didn't know where they went. The clothes in the yard were burned to ashes, and the air smelled of burning.

Aunt Zhao and Liuying hadn't put away the bowls and chopsticks yet, four or five rough servants marched in from the courtyard gate, with round arms and fat waists, and stood at the entrance of the main room, the room was suddenly dark, blocking even the light from entering Come on, the leader is fierce: "Master Lin, please, please, please come with us!"

Aunt Zhao and Liu Ying threw away the bowls and chopsticks, and stood up in an instant to block Lin Luo.

It's normal for the old man to ask his son to come over. They really have no reason to stop. Aunt Zhao held back for a while, and said: "Did the master say what it is?"

"We don't know about that." The man was so proud, he didn't look at them directly, he gave Lin Luo a mocking look from the gap between the two, and turned slightly, with a disdainful expression: "Master Lin, please Bar."

Lin Luo tossed his mind, got up obediently, but suddenly fell down and sat down.

"Cough, cough, cough!" The coughing sound was earth-shattering, and a pale face flushed, as if his lungs were about to be coughed out.

"Three young masters!"

"Father, what's wrong?"

"Quick! Get water!"

Liuying frantically looked for water.

The people at the door looked at them coldly and did not move.

In the newly renovated Third Prince's Mansion in the west of Jinyang City, a staff member stood respectfully in the center of the study room, bowed and said, "Your Highness, Miss Lin Fu, the Minister of Zhongshu, has escaped marriage."

The man sitting at the top held the teacup and lightly put the lid on the tea, making a soft sound, with an inexplicable expression: "Oh?"

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