Silly concubine's divorce letter

Chapter 59
"Clatter!" Suddenly there was the sound of swaying branches on the left side, Lin Qiutang trembled suddenly, and suddenly turned his head to look, and saw a figure running away in a panic.

Lin Qiutang's head buzzed, it was too bad, but he was discovered.

She slammed her head with her hand, she really shouldn't have gone in person, this is a terrible situation, Huangfu Han pursued it, what should she say?
Lin Qiutang rushed into the door anxiously, and quickly covered the door. Xing'er, who was lying on the bed pretending to sleep, suddenly sat up, and shouted with joy: "Princess, you are back."

"Quick, change your clothes back." Lin Qiutang said urgently while taking off his clothes.

Xing'er didn't know what happened, so she hurriedly took off her clothes. Lin Qiutang's uneasy expression made her nervous: "Princess, is something wrong?"

Putting on the clothes as quickly as possible, before fastening the belt, I heard Li Yinger's voice calling from outside the door: "Sister, can I come in?"

At such a fast speed, Lin Qiutang's complexion sank, and she hurriedly lay down on the bed, and whispered to Xing'er: "Go and open the door, just say that I am not feeling well."

With a worried expression on her face, Xing'er hurriedly opened the door, and Li Ying'er walked in quickly. When she saw Lin Qiutang turn over and sit up on the bed, an imperceptible smug look flashed across her face.

"Sister, did you go to bed so early?" Li Yinger walked over slowly, with a playful smile on her face.

Xing'er hurriedly took a step forward and said: "My young lady was blown by the wind last night, and she had some headaches, she cried out to sleep after eating."

Lin Qiutang didn't reprimand Xing'er for being too talkative, but only smiled at Li Ying'er, and pretended to give up her seat: "Sister, please sit down, Xing'er, but you're here for a pot of tea."

"Since my sister is not feeling well, I don't feel comfortable disturbing her. My sister is resting and recuperating. I will come to visit you tomorrow." Li Ying'er declined, turned around and walked out the door.

As soon as Li Ying'er walked away, Xing'er hurriedly said: "Miss, what does the side concubine mean by being so eager to see you?"

"Hmph, she really sent someone to follow me, and she was so anxious to catch me." Lin Qiutang rolled over and got off the bed with a serious expression on her face. Li Yinger was indeed hypocritical, but luckily she had taken precautions.

Xing'er turned pale with shock, and said in a panic: "What should I do? Miss, if word of your private meeting with Mr. Luo reaches the ears of the prince, won't the concubine and Mr. Luo be charged with having a private meeting?"

"Don't panic, so what if Li Yinger sees me and Luo Yuming together? She has no proof." Lin Qiutang suppressed her inner anxiety. The relationship between her and Huangfuhan was already fragile, and Huangfuhan's unilateral liking for herself was just Her only guarantee, if she lost Huangfu Han's trust, then her status would be in jeopardy.

Xing'er was still secretly anxious, and became frightened at the thought that Luo Yuming would be involved.

Lin Qiutang already knew what Xinger was thinking, if something happened to Luo Yuming, she would die of grief, for Xinger, for herself, Lin Qiutang had to think of a countermeasure.

In the long night, the starry sky is ten thousand miles away, Lin Qiutang is lying in front of the window lattice, blowing the soft cool wind, feeling irritable and restless, what happened these few days?Everything doesn't go according to your wishes, this is too far from the original idea, is it more difficult to be lazy than to go to the sky if you want to be lazy?
On the window, the nightingale was crying, mourning and complaining, and the wind was blowing the fallen leaves, and it happened that one fell on Lin Qiutang's shoulder. She stretched out her hand to hold it between her fingers, and suddenly felt bitterness in her heart.

The leaf did not leave the tree voluntarily, but the wind blew and plucked it ruthlessly, the astringency in the bottom of his eyes gradually became stronger, Lin Qiutang suddenly felt a little helpless, secretly startled, could he be like this leaf, Can't even hold on to your own destiny, let the wind blow and rain, have no branches to rely on?

Her heart trembled violently, and a desolate panic made her let go of her fingers. The leaf was blown away by the night wind, and it was swept into the clear pool beside it, where it disappeared with the rushing water. .

"Miss, it's windy at night, why are you sitting in front of the window? The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, and tomorrow will be a clear sky." Myolie muttered, taking a thin cloak to put on for Lin Qiutang. on the shoulders.

Lin Qiutang withdrew her thoughts about going away, knowing that her fate was hard to change, and she had made it to where she is today, and she couldn't blame others, let alone God, so she could only walk on cautiously.

A black shadow streaked across the darkness, soft and silent, like a ghost, Lin Qiutang knew it was an ice shadow, his face froze, he closed the window, and Ni Zi went to bed and lay down.

Early in the morning, the birds were singing cheerfully on the apricot tree outside the window. Lin Qiutang didn't fall asleep until early in the morning, but was woken up by the birds in the morning. He picked up her long hair and played with it in his hands.

"Xing'er, don't make trouble." Usually, Xing'er, who was spoiled by her, also likes to play this kind of teasing tricks. Today, Lin Qiutang was restless in sleep, so she snatched her long hair back impatiently. The hand touched it, but found that it was not Xing'er's hand at all, but a big and generous hand, with dense calluses growing between the fingertips, it was a man's hand, thick calluses were left only after holding swords all year round.

With a sudden heart contraction, Lin Qiutang turned over and sat up, and met a pair of dark black eyes with a slight smile in them, and a trace of fatigue hung on his handsome face as bright as the moon.

"Woke you up?" Huangfuhan's voice was as deep as fine wine, magnetic and gentle.

"I don't know that the prince has a bad habit of playing with his hair." Haomeng was disturbed and frightened for no reason, Lin Qiutang's complexion was naturally grim, and his words were slightly mocking.

"Qiutang, you sleep like a child, you like kicking the quilt." Huangfuhan's eyes fell on the thin silk quilt that had fallen half on the ground, and the other half was also hanging on the bedside. close contact with the ground.

When Lin Qiutang was told this, she was always thick-skinned and could not help but feel ashamed. She quickly reached out and pulled the quilt back to the bed, hugged her in her arms, and said with a cool smile, "Thank you, my lord, for your concern."

"It's time for breakfast, don't be lazy on the bed, get up." The smile in Huangfuhan's eyes grew stronger, seeing Lin Qiutang's anger like an unruly child, he had an urge to spoil her.

Lin Qiutang looked at her graceful body under the transparent silk singlet, and she glared at Huangfuhan angrily, what an impolite guy.

"I want to change my clothes, please help me." Lin Qiutang hugged the quilt tightly.

Huangfuhan looked at her chest maliciously, then left with a smile, and closed the door behind him.

"Shameless." Lin Qiutang cursed bitterly, then quickly hid behind the screen, put on her clothes at top speed, and shouted out the door: "Myolie, come in."

Xing'er came in dejectedly, saw the young lady's ugly face, stuck out her tongue secretly, and said aggrievedly: "Miss, I'm really sorry, the prince didn't let me wake you up."

(End of this chapter)