Lin Sishen was a little surprised. The woman who suddenly appeared under the tree was the same strange woman who she had rescued from a ruined temple in the mountains not long ago. She was seriously injured and was being hunted.

But the strange thing is that after she rescued the woman, she didn't tell her her identity, so why did she find the general's mansion.

The woman lazily leaned against the tree. Seeing her frozen in place, she blinked her narrow peach blossom eyes slightly and laughed softly: "The little woman came here specifically to express her gratitude to my benefactor."

Lin Sishen looked at her warily, frowned and asked in a deep voice: "How did you find me? I don't seem to have told you my identity."

The woman swayed and appeared in front of Lin Sishen in an instant. She was dressed in black night clothes. As soon as she got close to Lin Sishen, he could smell a faint smell of blood on her body.

The night wind blew by, and a strand of hair fell down from the woman's temples. She raised her jade hand, her slender fingertips as white as green onions passed across her temples, and lifted the hair behind her ears: "Thanks to my benefactor's fame,

I just casually asked a passerby if there was a young man who looked like a pretty boy in the capital, and he asked me to come to the General's Mansion to have a look. I came here to try my luck, but I didn't expect that I would actually find you."

When Lin Sishen heard this, he just took a step back calmly, with an expression that was neither cold nor indifferent: "It's just a small effort to save you. As long as you return the jade pendant to me, everything will be clear between you and me."

This woman's identity and origins are all mysterious. She suddenly came to the general's mansion at night, claiming that she wanted to repay a favor, but Lin Sishen felt something strange in his heart.

Facing Lin Sishen's indifference, the woman raised her eyebrows and looked at the jade pendant on her waist: "Isn't the jade pendant on the young master's body?"

Lin Sixen looked at her steadily and said expressionlessly: "Girl, you are repaying kindness with hatred. I don't ask you to repay kindness. All I need is that you return the jade pendant to me."

The woman lowered her eyes and took out the jade pendant from her sleeve, hooked it on her fingertips and shook it gently, then said with a half-smile, "It seems that this jade pendant is very important to my benefactor."

Lin Sishen looked at the jade pendant in the woman's hand and spread her palms: "If the girl has had enough fun, it's time to return it to me."

The woman smiled softly, stepped forward, and placed the jade pendant in Lin Sishen's palm. She had a cold smile on her face and a hint of joking in her tone: "Here, I'll give it back to you."

The moment Lin Sishen held the jade pendant, the woman's cold fingertips gently brushed her palm, and then Lin Sishen felt that there seemed to be something else besides the jade pendant in her hand.

She looked intently and saw that in addition to the jade pendant, there was a golden copper coin in her palm. Both sides were engraved with complex and simple patterns. It looked like it should be a valuable ancient object.

Lin Sishen twisted the copper coin and looked up at the woman in surprise: "This is it?"

The woman had already taken two steps back, with a slight smile on her face: "I left in a hurry that day, but actually I did have important things to do. Taking away your jade pendant was just a moment of fun. I

You are not a person who repays kindness with enmity, please keep this copper coin, it may be of use in the future."

Lin Sishen held the jade pendant and the copper coins given by the woman, turned his head and said seriously: "Who are you?"

The woman did not answer her question. She just looked at her thoughtfully and was silent for a long time. Then she opened her lips and uttered three words: "Meng Yange."

Lin Sishen was stunned for a moment and was about to continue asking, but he saw the woman suddenly jumped up, her figure was like a ghost, but she disappeared silently in front of her eyes in the blink of an eye, as if she had never appeared before.

It turns out that this woman's name is Meng Yange.

Lin Sishen was stunned, when suddenly there were steady and heavy steps behind him, and the light of the torch illuminated the front of him.

A man dressed as a general led a team of night watch guards to Lin Sishen, and respectfully raised his hands and said, "Young Master, why haven't you rested at this late hour?"

Lin Sishen held the jade pendant and copper coins in her palms. She stood with her hands behind her hands and chuckled, "I can't sleep, so I went out for a walk."

"You'd better go back and rest early."

"Um."

After a brief encounter with the night patrol soldiers, Lin Sishen walked slowly back into the house. She put the jade pendant and copper coins on the table, and was about to take off her clothes when she suddenly discovered them.

The jade pendant Shen Qingwan gave her that originally fell on her waist mysteriously disappeared. Along the way, she didn't notice the jade pendant falling, which was really weird.

When she woke up from sleep today, the jade pendant was still there. She had never been anywhere else except the back garden. If it had fallen accidentally, she would have noticed it.

Thinking of Meng Yange's sudden approach when he returned the jade pendant to her, Lin Sishen suddenly woke up. It seemed that she had quietly stolen the jade pendant given to her by Shen Qinghan.

Lin Sishen felt angry and funny, so he did give Meng Yange one piece back, but took the other piece away, which was no different from nothing.

What's even more terrible is that the jade pendant that she took away was a gift from Shen Qinghan, and she planned to return it to Shen Qinghan tomorrow.

It seems that this time it is not enough.

Speaking of which, Meng Yange's ability to retrieve things easily was quite impressive. When he rescued her, he quietly took the dagger from Lin Sishen, and this time he took the jade pendant, which was really hard to guard against.

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Soon it was the day of spring hunting. The Ninth Prince came to the General's Mansion early in the morning. By the time Lin Sishen came to the hall dressed neatly, almost everyone was already there.

Shen Qinghan was accompanying the Ninth Prince. The Ninth Prince had a smile on his face and was talking to Shen Qinghan. When he saw Lin Sishen appeared, his face suddenly dropped. After taking a glance at Lin Sishen, he He snorted coldly and stopped talking.

The atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

General Lin coughed slightly when he saw this, walked up and patted Lin Sishen's shoulder, winked at her and said solemnly: "Shen'er, the emperor has prepared a big gift for this year's spring hunt, you have to give it to her. I'll fight for it."

The Ninth Prince stood up and walked out first. When he passed by Lin Sishen, he suddenly said: "You have reached the age to find a job in the court. Don't wait until you get married to Wen'er and do this again." Idle and have nothing to do.”

After speaking, he walked straight out without stopping. Shen Qingwan followed him, dressed in white with a cold face, and his eyes glanced at Lin Sishen intentionally or unintentionally.

Lin Sishen noticed her gaze and raised his lips to smile back, but Shen Qinghan looked back with a faint glance.

Everything was fine yesterday, but why did Shen Qinghan feel a little colder today? Lin Sishen was a little helpless. She couldn't remember when she had offended this little ancestor.

When General Lin saw the Ninth Prince and Shen Qingwan walking out of the hall and blocking Lin Sishen, he frowned and said in a low voice: "Do you understand, please behave well today and don't embarrass the General's Mansion and the Ninth Prince."

Lin Sishen shrugged and said helplessly: "I know, Dad, I will do my best."

The place for spring hunting is a royally restricted hunting area on the outskirts of the capital. It is guarded by guards on weekdays and ordinary people are not allowed to approach. Only the once-a-year spring hunting will make the hunting area lively.

Lin Sishen followed General Lin to the hunting area on horseback. By the time they arrived, many people had gathered here, including prominent princes, ministers and the eldest daughter of their family.

Lin Sishen didn't have much interaction with these young masters on weekdays, and because her reputation was not very good, the princes and nobles did not allow their children and grandchildren to fool around with Lin Sishen.

The somewhat talented and arrogant young master didn't bother to get along with her. He just nodded when he saw her, and the look of contempt in his eyes was self-evident.

The other prince ladies were all in groups, arrogant and didn't know what to say. Only Lin Sishen stood in the corner and looked around as if nothing had happened.

Although Lin Sishen looked a little pitiful, she was happy and at ease. She didn't want to flatter each other with those young men.

After waiting for almost half an hour, the emperor still hadn't arrived. Lin Sishen was leaning on a wooden stake and felt a little drowsy. Just when she felt that her eyelids were about to fight, a soft sneer suddenly came from behind her.

"With his appearance, how can he be worthy of Princess Qingyang? He is really a beautiful and fragrant flower stuck in a pile of smelly cow dung."

The sarcastic voice was loud or small, and people nearby could vaguely hear it. Some people couldn't help laughing when they heard the words, and they all looked at Lin Sishen as if they were watching a play.

Lin Sishen lazily folded her arms and turned her head to look. Behind her were two handsome young men in brocade robes. Among them, the young man in green clothes and a jade crown was the one who mocked Lin Sishen.

Lin Sishen recognized this young master as none other than Wen Xuanyang, the second young master of Prime Minister Wen's family. He was similar in age to her, but he was already serving as a bachelor in the Hanlin Academy and was a serious fifth-rank official.

Wen Xuanyang is quite talented and good-looking. He is considered the number one among the young men in the capital. I heard that many women in the capital are attracted to him.

Lin Sishen only had an acquaintance with this young master Wen who was proud of his talent and regarded himself as a noble person. They had never offended him in the past. For some reason, today this young master Wen actually embarrassed Lin Sishen in front of everyone.

Lin Sishen didn't want to talk to him, but something moved in her heart. She heard jealousy in Wen Xuanyang's words, and guessed that Wen Xuanyang must have some interest in Shen Qinghan, but Lin Sishen and Shen Qinghan

They were already engaged and were going to get married in one month, so he made fun of her.

Everyone around was waiting to see a good show. If Lin Sishen swallowed his anger at this time, he would look too cowardly.

She smiled softly, looked at Wen Xuanyang with a smile, and said calmly: "Mr. Wen, do you know that this cow dung is fertile, and flowers must grow on cow dung to become more delicate and beautiful."

Wen Xuanyang didn't expect to be attacked by her, and his face suddenly darkened. He snorted coldly with a look of disdain in his eyes: "It's hard to enter the elegant hall."

"Appreciating both refined and popular culture is the true nature." Lin Sishen blinked at him, with a smile on his handsome androgynous face. That chuckle, which was a bit evil and a bit lazy, actually made people laugh.

I couldn't help but my heartbeat quickened.

Wen Xuanyang looked at her for a moment, and turned his head unnaturally. Everyone was originally waiting for him to reply to Lin Sishen, but unexpectedly he just muttered in a low voice: "Strong words."

After saying that, he grabbed the young master beside him and walked away quickly without stopping for a moment.

Everyone tacitly laughed secretly. Mr. Wen, who was always eloquent, seemed to be deflated when he met Lin Sishen today.

After Wenxuan left in anger, Lin Sishen was in a good mood. She leaned on the wooden post and her eyes wandered around.

Not long after, a burst of excitement suddenly came from behind. Lin Sishen thought the emperor was coming. He straightened his clothes and turned around, only to see Shen Qinghan, dressed in white, walking slowly into the hunting ground, followed by two attendants.

She was wearing a spotless white dress, her black hair was tied behind her head with a hosta, her beautiful face looked cold and aloof, her shoulders were cut into a waist and her bare hands were as soft as catkins, and her muscles were like condensed fat. She walked lightly on her lotus steps, Like a goddess walking out of a scroll.

It can be said that it looks like the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind.

I have always heard that Princess Qingyang is known as the most beautiful woman in Qingzhou, but not many people have actually seen Shen Qingwan. Now that Shen Qingwan appears in front of everyone, she naturally attracts admiring glances.

Some people were mesmerized by the sight, while others eagerly pulled the people around them to ask about the woman's origins: "Do you know who this young lady is? Why have I never seen her before?"

Just as everyone was stunned, Wen Xuanyang suddenly stepped forward quickly, with a hint of joy on his handsome face. He bowed his hands respectfully and said loudly: "Wen Xuanyang, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, has met Princess Qingyang."

After hearing Wenxuan Yang's salute, everyone knew that this stunning beauty was the legendary Princess Qingyang.

Shen Qingwan raised her jade hand lightly, her expression calm: "A scholar of literature doesn't need to be polite."

Wen Xuanyang straightened up and looked at Shen Qingwan without blinking, with an irrepressible smile on his face: "Xuanyang heard his father say that the princess would come to join the hunt today, but he never thought that it was true. "

The two seemed to have known each other before, and there was no sense of unfamiliarity in their words. However, Lin Sishen leaned on the wooden stake and looked at the two people chatting happily not far away, and secretly raised the corners of his lips.

She didn't intend to get close to Shen Qinghan like Wen Xuanyang in this moment of public attention, so she crossed her arms and walked aside.

When passing by two young ladies, I happened to hear them saying happily: "Look, Mr. Wen and the princess look like a perfect match. The talented man and the beautiful woman are a match made in heaven."

Lin Sishen paused in his steps and looked back, then leaned over and said, "It matches me well."

Her sudden voice startled the two young ladies. They turned their heads to look at Lin Sishen in surprise. When they saw her face clearly, they were startled, then blushed and ran away hand in hand.

Lin Sishen looked at the two little girls running away, sighed in confusion, and muttered secretly: "Am I so annoying?"

She walked towards a place with few people in a complicated mood, but she felt two evasive eyes keep glancing at her.

Lin Sishen's sharp ears soon made it clear that these were the two little girls who had been scared away by her just now, and they were gathering together to talk about her.

"Which family does he belong to? He is so handsome."

"Stop it, stop thinking nonsense. You don't even know him. Isn't he the young master from the General's Mansion?"

"Ah, it's him. What a shame for such a good person."

"I think he is too feminine. A boy with such a pretty face has no masculinity at all."

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Lin Sishen only listened to a few words and walked away quickly. She had heard such remarks many times since she was a little arrogant.

For a while, almost everyone was whispering, either saying that Shen Qingwan and Wen Xuanyang were both talented and beautiful, or that she, Lin Sishen, was not worthy of Shen Qinghan.

Lin Sishen originally wanted to stay as far away from Shen Qinghan and Wen Xuanyang as possible, but for some reason, no matter where she went, she felt that Shen Qinghan was getting closer and closer.

The two people were probably spinning around while chatting. Confused, Lin Sishen found a corner and turned his back to the two people, silently dazed.

After a while, subtle footsteps suddenly came from behind, and a familiar cold fragrance penetrated into the nose. Lin Sishen trembled and thought something was wrong.

Sure enough, Shen Qingwan's cold voice came from behind, seemingly with a hint of warmth, and asked softly: "Where are you going?"

Lin Sishen was most afraid of standing together with Shen Qingwan in front of everyone. She coughed lightly and had to turn around.

There was only Shen Qingwan behind her, and Wen Xuanyang, who had been following her, was not there.

Lin Sishen shrugged and said with a calm smile, "I'll just turn around casually."

Shen Qinghan looked at her steadily without saying a word, her clear and deep eyes were filled with warm light. Lin Sishen felt a little uncomfortable when she looked at her. She was about to ask Shen Qinghan what happened, but Shen Qinghan Suddenly he raised his hand and grabbed her wrist: "Follow me."

Her palms were soft and slightly cool, and she gently held Lin Sishen's wrist and led her to the tent not far away in full view of everyone.

People who had been paying close attention to them seemed to be suddenly dumbfounded that these two people were so bold and so intimate in broad daylight.

Not to mention others, even Lin Sishen herself was shocked. In front of everyone, if she broke away from Shen Qinghan's hand, it would be a disgrace to her.

The skin that lined each other was so soft that it looked like a piece of fine brocade. Lin Sishen's heart skipped a beat. She lowered her eyes in embarrassment and helplessness, and had no choice but to follow Shen Qinghan into the tent.

Everyone was dumbfounded as they watched Lin Sishen being led away by Shen Qinghan with her head lowered like a little daughter-in-law. They felt a little strange but also felt an inexplicable sense of harmony.

As soon as the curtain fell, blocking everyone's gaze, Lin Sishen quickly retracted his hand as if it had been burned.

"What are you doing?"

For some reason, Lin Sishen felt as if his voice was floating, without any questioning tone.

Shen Qingwen, who had been silent all this time, raised her eyes, and a faint smile appeared on her cold face. Her eyes crossed Lin Sishen's slightly rosy face, and she said with a half-smile, "It's just holding hands, that's all. Why are you blushing?"

Hearing this, Lin Sishen took a deep breath with some discomfort and said: "It's you who should be blushing, Princess, there are so many people here, including my father and the Ninth Prince, you..."

Shen Qingwen interrupted her lightly: "You and I are about to get married, so what are you afraid of?"

What she said made sense, but Lin Sishen didn't want to be in the limelight in front of everyone at all. She frowned and said in a deep voice: "I'm not afraid, I just think it's troublesome. You also know how others view me."

Shen Qingwen raised his eyes and glanced at her nonchalantly: "I'm the one who said that I won't marry unless you are in this life, so you have to do something nice."

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