Lin Yi calculated that Qin Huan was the sixth son of Emperor Qin Ming, and his mother Cao was also named a noble concubine. The original person's memory told her that the current crown prince was the third son Qin Zhe, but her sister-in-law Lin Xuan'er seemed to have never wanted to be the crown prince.
What is the official position of lieutenant general?
Lin Yi shook her head, thinking that her eldest sister's status was not suitable for her to be a princess.
Not to mention the prime ministers in the court, even the military generals. As a lieutenant general, Lin Weifu still had a general on his head.
Princess Huan is the most suitable status for Lin Xuan'er to achieve.
Lin Yi didn't understand this, she just didn't allow others to pay attention to her. As a modern person, how does she accept the life of three wives, four concubines, many female servants and one husband!
So what if I was born in ancient times!
Seeing Cuizhu walking quickly in the distance, Lin Yi's eyes rolled up and she got a plan. She stood up and stepped out of the room, took the food box from Cuizhu and whispered in her ear: "Pretend to faint."
Cuizhu was shocked and didn't know what to do. Lin Yi stood in front of her and gestured to her.
The lady wants me to pretend, so I will!
With a plop, Cuizhu fell to the ground.
Lin Yi put down the food box and hugged Cuizhu and choked, "Your Majesty, you don't know. There are only two servants around Yi'er. One of the maids injured her hand yesterday and will not be able to work for at least a month. One of the maids is Cuizhu, whom the prince's bodyguard just beat." Bamboo. If Cuizhu faints again, Yi'er will no longer have a maid to serve her... Wuwu..."
Seeing her crying so hard, Qin Huan's heart immediately tightened, and he hurriedly said: "Yier, I'll send you some from my maid."
Tears welled up in the corners of Lin Yi's eyes, and her extremely aggrieved look was touching. "You don't need to bother me, Your Majesty. The maid can call you smoothly... Your guards are so cruel..."
Qin Huan glanced at Zhen Fei dissatisfiedly, "Why don't you go apologize to Miss Lin?"
Zhen Fei took a breath in confusion, he didn't do anything cruel at all, it was really unfair!
He reluctantly walked over and bowed.
"I'm sorry, Miss Lin Er."
Lin Yi raised her head, raised her beautiful eyes, and looked directly at Qin Huan with a hint of provocation, "Please allow me to give Yi'er a slap in the face."
Qin Huan's eyes trembled and he looked at her with a hint of amusement, "Okay, Yi'er, you go ahead and fight."
Lin Yi stood up, helped Cuizhu aside, and slapped Zhenfei expressionlessly. Although she didn't use much force, she deliberately swung at the acupuncture point above his ear.
This acupuncture point can give him migraines for several days, and today is a small lesson for him.
Zhen Fei glanced at Lin Yi dissatisfied and immediately retreated to Qin Huan. It's just that a concubine can be so arrogant. It's a pity that the prince likes him and he can only swallow this breath.
"Your Majesty, my sister must also know that you are coming to the General's Mansion. She must have put on makeup to wait for the prince. She also asked the prince to visit her." Lin Yi said as if seeing off guests.
Looking at Lin Yi, who was as cold as ice, Qin Huan curled up his lips and snorted, why is this woman so changeable today? Could it be that he had some kind of convulsion? But this look is interesting. He always has a smile on his face, after all, he has always established the image of a gentleman.
"Zhen Fei, let's go see Miss Lin."
"My lord, go slowly." Lin Yi replied without turning his head.
The sound of Qin Huan's footsteps gradually disappeared, Cuizhu stood up and said, "Miss, what are you doing? Why did you beat Prince Huan's bodyguard... and drive Prince Huan away..."
Cuizhu looked at Lin Yi in confusion, "Miss, don't you want to marry Prince Huan..."
Lin Yi sighed and looked at Cuizhu, who was full of doubts, and pulled her up, "I'm hungry, give me some food."
Cuizhu quickly picked up the food box and took out a bowl of pearl jade porridge, a small plate of osmanthus cake, a bowl of Longtian Qingwan soup, and some preserved nuts.
Lin Yi suddenly felt so good that her mouth watered, and she started eating without any image.
"Miss, please eat slowly. If you don't have enough, go get some more." Cuizhu felt heartbroken for a while. He had never seen the young lady eating like this before. The young lady must be starving!
After a delicious meal, Lin Yi instantly felt that the time travel was worthwhile. She stuffed another mouthful of snacks into her mouth and said to Cuizhu with a sob: "Come on, come on, sit down and eat together, this is so delicious."
What's wrong, miss? Cuizhu looked at Lin Yi in surprise, how could the young lady have dinner with the servants?
Seeing Cuizhu's exaggerated expression, Lin Yi also stared at her stupidly.
Their eyes met, feeling awkward.
"Miss, Cuizhu is a slave!"
Servant? After a thought, Lin Yi finally reacted. There is a difference between the upper and lower classes. Forget it, let’s train this girl later. She chuckled helplessly and continued to feast.
Cuizhu kept blinking, really not understanding what was wrong with the lady. But seeing how happy she was eating, she quickly removed the cleared plates and adjusted the positions of the dishes on the table.
Lin Yi touched his belly with satisfaction. Is this the spirit of craftsmanship lost in modern society? Why could ancient cooks cook such delicious food? Thinking about the dishes that I didn't even recognize just now, my mouth seems to be watering again. But it's time to pay attention and teach the little girl a lesson.
"Cui Zhu, let me ask you, do you think King Huan is a good man?"
Cuizhu frowned and thought hard for a moment, then replied puzzledly: "The sixth prince of the royal family is as gentle and gentle as jade in appearance. The ladies in the capital are vying to marry Prince Huan."
Lin Yi hummed noncommittally. This is not wrong. People’s identities are here, and the same is true in modern society. Those who want to marry into a wealthy family will not know the cruelty of wealthy families, but most people only see the moment of the beautiful marriage.
Thousands of sails have passed, who knows who will win!
Lin Yi cleared her throat and said quietly: "That King Huan's bodyguard hit people without explanation. He is not a good person no matter what. Cuizhu, everyone says that King Huan is gentle and elegant, but how can a man with dignity allow his subordinates to bully women at will?" You just bumped into him accidentally, why didn't he think about how he didn't have eyesight when he walked?"
Lin Yi picked up the celadon tea cup in her hand and turned it around a few times. Suddenly she was very curious about how many sons the emperor of this dynasty had. Why was there only the third son and the sixth son in the original memory, and the others died in infancy?
But for the sixth prince, Lin Yi felt that he was too hypocritical. He was clearly dissatisfied with himself just now, but he still kept smiling. Lin Yi narrowed her eyes and continued: "King Huan is an ambitious man, being a gentleman is just a disguise, but being born into the royal family is an inevitable result. I just don't want to get involved in the royal family, and I want to live comfortably for a few more years. So there’s no way I’m going to marry him.”
Cuizhu was stunned when she heard these remarks. She never expected that her young lady would say such words. Cuizhu looked at Lin Yi in surprise and nodded: "But Miss - Miss will always get married."
"No rush." Lin Yi smiled.
Let's make peace with it now, and now we can only try to adapt to the life in ancient times.
