The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

At this moment, the decision in Lin Xiangye's heart became firm: he wanted to marry Lin Qingran to King Yun.

It's okay, it's okay, I came back in time, if I came back one step later, I'm afraid Lin Qingxuan, a villain, would really bring soldiers into Xiaoran's boudoir, and then ruin Xiaoran's reputation, I'm afraid His desire to marry King Yun will come to naught.

Thinking of it this way, Lin Xiangye felt terrified for a while, and even a layer of cold sweat subconsciously broke out in his hands, so he felt a bit disgusted with Lin Qingxuan who was still kneeling on the ground.

At this time, it happened that Yun Zheng spoke again: "Master Xiang, let the son plot against the sister-in-law and destroy the reputation of the princess who was personally enshrined by the emperor. Should we follow the family law or the national law?"

Mrs. Lin's face was ashen, she glared at Yun Zheng angrily, and was about to speak, but she still couldn't speak, because Master Lin spoke before her, and hurriedly told the girl beside Mrs. Lin to know the book, saying: "It's cold in the sky! It's cold, Yi let the old lady suffer from the wind and cold, send the old lady back to her room!"

Although Mrs. Lin was extremely displeased, but in front of outsiders, she could not embarrass Master Lin, so she had to leave reluctantly.

After Mrs. Lin left, Xiangye Lin kicked Lin Qingxuan, and then said with a smile: "This villain dares to plot against Xiaoran and ruin her reputation. After all, he is avenging his mother. It is all a family matter. How can you alarm the emperor?"

This means to deal with it according to family law!

Yun Zheng returned to his usual gentle and negotiable appearance, and said flatly: "Master Xiang is right!" After speaking, he raised his hand and covered his lips lightly and yawned.

Lin Xiangye heard the piano and knew the elegance, and immediately ordered the housekeeper to take Yun Zheng to the guest room.

Yun Zheng didn't delay, he just waved his hand at Lin Xiangye, and left with the butler.

After all the outsiders had left, Master Lin scolded Lin Qingxuan angrily, and then he was dragged to accept the family law - he dared not stop beating, otherwise King Yun would definitely send him to prison without mercy tomorrow .

Therefore, people not only beat them, but also show no mercy.

Lin Xiangye frowned softly, and found that there were so many things that caused him a headache these days, and he didn't know when these shitty things would come to an end?

He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, sighed softly, and went back to his courtyard study.

Lin Xiangye is also a human being, and when he was in a bad mood, he naturally didn't have the heart to think about romantic affairs, so he stayed alone in the study, and he didn't ask the girl to add sweetness to his red sleeves.

After the housekeeper settled Yun Zheng, he came to see Mr. Lin. He knew that the master had something to ask.

Sure enough, after Lin Xiangye asked people to retreat, he carefully interrogated everything that happened at night, and his face became darker the more he listened. Unexpectedly, Dugu Lin broke into Lin Qingran's yard during the day: What does he want to do, Xi'er It has already been sent to his house, why come to provoke Xiao Ran?

Could it be that he still thinks about the beautiful things about E Huang Nv Ying?

If Lin Qingran heard Lin Xiangye's heartfelt voice at this time, she would definitely say that birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. Lin Xiangye is indeed Dugu Lin's bosom friend—a pair of bastards and mung beans, a pair of bastards!

At this time, the person Xiangye Lin was talking about did not go far, he was on the carriage in the dark alley in front of the Xiangfu.

As time went by, and Yun Zheng didn't come out, his complexion became more and more ugly. When he got the news that Yun Zheng was staying in the prime minister's mansion, his complexion was comparable to the bottom of the pot.

"Go, call those women over here?" Dugu Lin raised the curtain and ordered in a low voice.

Soon, several women who searched Lin Qingran's yard were called over.

"Are you sure there are no Tibetans in Princess Zhaohua's boudoir?"