After rebirth, she married the prince of the enemy country

Chapter 49 How did the coincidence come about?
What a noble status His Royal Highness is, how does this maidservant deserve to be in the same carriage with him!
Lu Man wrung the brocade handkerchief in his hand, gritted his teeth secretly, watched Su Yin get off the carriage, and stretched out his hand to help Ling Yan.

Dressed in duck-egg blue clothes, Ling Yan is always so breezy, like a banished fairy in the sky, people dare not approach easily, for fear of destroying this purity.

But Su Yin's hand was supporting his elbow, which made Lu Man feel very glaring.

As soon as the crown prince arrived, people around rushed over to salute, Zhang Miaozhi walked down the steps to meet him, "My wife has seen His Highness the Crown Prince, please come this way, Your Highness."

Ling Yan nodded, and slightly turned sideways to signal Su Yin to follow him.

Lu Man couldn't squeeze in such a crowded place, so he could only stare anxiously, his face distorted with anger, and the little girl Chuntao standing next to her tried to reduce her sense of existence, afraid that Lu Man would be in a bad mood. It's easy to vent your anger.

The prime minister's mansion was given to Fan Yu by Emperor Zhao. It occupies a small area, but it is exquisite and elegant, which matches Fan Yu's refined temperament.

Fan Yu lives in a high position and keeps himself clean. There are no concubines in the mansion, only Zhang Miaozhi and his beloved daughter Fan Jiao.

At this moment, many people had already come, Fan Yu was chatting with his friends in the hall, when he heard someone report, he immediately finished the conversation with his friends, and rushed out to greet him.

Fan Yu was thin, with a kind smile, and although there were wrinkles on his face, he did not look old. He walked up to him and bowed to salute, "His Royal Highness."

Ling Yan raised his hand with a smile, flabbergasted, "Today is my birthday, I wish Prime Minister Fan the sun and the moon to be bright and bright, Song He Changchun."

Fan Yu hurriedly cupped his hands, "Thank you, Your Highness. Your Highness will accompany you to the side hall to rest and drink tea. It won't be too late after the banquet begins."

"But according to the arrangement of the prime minister," Ling Yan stretched out his hand, and Su Yin immediately presented the scroll, "I don't know what you like, so I brought a picture of Mr. Pei Yongqi."

Fan Yu froze for a moment, quite surprised, his eyes shone slightly when he took the scroll.

Pei Yongqi is regarded as a model by scholars, and calligraphy is hard to come by. He didn't expect to receive it at his birthday banquet, and he was really pleasantly surprised.Fan Yu didn't even pretend to be someone else's hand, he took the scroll to guide Ling Yan.

This scene was watched from afar.

Jiang Muchen changed to a new folding fan, opened the fan against the breeze, fanned himself, and said to Ling Qi, "It turns out that Su Yin went to Fangliu Garden to get characters."

A few days ago, I sent people to Fangliu Garden to investigate secretly, but there was no news at all. The clerk in the store said that she only talked with the boss Lu Liu every time she came, but it happened that Lu Liu was not there when they went.

With a slight smile on the corner of Ling Qi's mouth, he reached out and grabbed a flower in front of him, "Isn't it even more surprising that Pei Yongqi's words will appear in Fangliu Garden?"

Fangliu Garden has been open in the capital for at least three years, and its background has been thoroughly dug out by various forces, but no one has discovered that it has anything to do with Pei Yongqi.

"Things that are out of reach, maybe it's a coincidence."

Ling Qi crushed the petals in his hands and threw them on the ground casually, "Even if it's a coincidence, you should know how the coincidence came about."

Jiang Muchen knew that he was suspicious of Fangliuyuan, so he raised his eyebrows slightly and remained silent.

Now that the forces of all parties check and balance each other, if there is an unknown party in Beijing at this moment, it will indeed be a headache.

Ling Qi suppressed the suspicion in his eyes, looked back at Jiang Muchen, stretched out his hand and pushed his folding fan away, quite disgusted, "It's the time of year to fan it, you don't think it's cold, I do. Don't stand here, It's almost time, let's take a seat first."

(End of this chapter)