Lin Zhihuang raised his riding whip, waved it weakly across Bian Hong's shoulder, and scolded him with a smile: "You are not stingy. Strangely, when you were in Shengjing, you were known as a prodigal."

Sui Bianhong didn't hide, and after receiving Lin Zhihuang's moderate whip, he smiled leisurely, turned over and dismounted as if he had no bones, walked into the grass nearby, and picked a bright red wild flower that was blooming in the right place.

"To be successful in life, you must have all the joy. My lord, you now control nine counties. There are so many beautiful flowers in the world. You should go and see them."

Then Bian Hong picked the bright red wild flowers and handed them to Lin Zhihuang who was riding on the horse.

Lin Zhihuang showed his face, changed the riding whip to his other hand, then bent down and reached out to take the wild flowers that Sui Bianhong handed him. He watched them with interest for a while and said casually:

"That's right. When I have time, I will go outside and take a look."

Wen Nanfang's dark eyes looked deeply at Lin Zhihuang as he took the extremely beautiful wild flower from Sui Bianhong's hand, and said quietly: "My lord has been busy with government affairs all day, and it's really time to go see more of the 'flowers' outside.

Otherwise, where will the heir be?"

When Lin Zhihuang saw Wen Nanfang's seriousness, he couldn't help laughing: "Why did Congshen join in the fun with this libertine?"

After laughing, Lin Zhihuang teased: "When you brothers are not in tit-for-tat, you have a tacit understanding."

He then raised his lips and said jokingly: "You are smart and sensible, and act in a measured way. It's fine when we don't make trouble. Lord, when the two of us make trouble in the future, just pretend you didn't see it, don't worry."

Lin Zhihuang laughed brightly: "Okay, from now on, I will not care about your senior brothers' private affairs."

While the master and subordinates were chatting and laughing, Hua Ling approached on horseback and clasped her fists to report: "My lord, Manager Huang just sent someone to report that Hu San and Billie have returned to the palace to resume their duties."

Lin Zhihuang, followed by Bian Hong and Wen Nanfang, all looked happy when they heard this.

Lin Zhihuang waved his riding whip and said in a loud voice: "Let's go back to the palace."

The busy streets of Kuzhou City are bustling with people, and sellers carrying burdens and hawking can be seen everywhere.

Mr. Yue was sitting in a soft sedan chair, feeling the crowds of people coming and going on the street. He shifted his body uncomfortably at the curious glances directed at him.

After being carried for a while, Mr. Yue finally couldn't stand the probing gazes of many people, and turned to look at Lin Wanniang, who was sitting beside him in another soft sedan chair.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Wanniang felt Master Yue's focused gaze, looked straight ahead, and asked lightly.

Mr. Yue coughed awkwardly and whispered: "Your Highness asked me to come out and get together with my old friends. I can just take a carriage, why bother to arrange a soft sedan?"

As soon as Mr. Yue finished speaking, he added: "I'm almost healed of my injuries, so I'm not afraid of the bumpy carriage."

Lin Wanniang turned around and asked: "Tell me, why did my eldest sister ask you to come out and get together with your old friends?"

Mr. Yue replied flatteringly: "Of course, some time ago, there were a lot of rumors about my assassination. Recently, there are even rumors that I died without receiving proper treatment from His Highness. These nonsense..."

"Your Highness saw that my wound was almost healed, so he came out to meet his old friends for a while, and the rumors were naturally dispelled without any attack."

Lin Wanniang nodded when she heard this: "Since you know everything, just shut up. Just sit in the sedan chair and go to Guanyu Tower to meet your friends."

Mr. Yue was choked for some reason: "You..."

Lin Wanniang gave Mr. Yue a mocking look: "Your friends are all nobles from aristocratic families. They have nothing to do with you, and they only spread the news among the aristocratic family circles."

"How can you go to meet friends in a soft sedan chair and let many people see that you are fine? How can you defeat the rumors?"

Mr. Yue shut up.

When Mr. Yue and Lin Wanniang were sitting on soft sedans running high side by side, watching the people coming and going on the busy streets talking, the people on the busy streets also looked at them, who were escorted by officers and soldiers and sitting high on the soft sedans.

, talking in a lively manner.

"Hey, who does this handsome man sitting high on the sedan chair belong to?"

"That's Mr. Yue, the ninth son of King Lu! Have you never seen him?"

"Ah? Mr. Yue, the ninth son of King Nalu, was stabbed some time ago. Isn't it said that he has died from his injuries?"

"Nonsense, I remember Mr. Yue is not tall. Although this handsome man is sitting on a soft sedan, his legs look very long. He is obviously a tall man. How can he be Mr. Yue?"

"This is Mr. Yue! Don't you want people to grow taller? When I was delivering firewood to the Huai Mansion, I saw Mr. Yue entering the Huai Mansion from the main gate. I have good eyesight, so I can't admit my mistake."

"I used to deliver fruits to the hunting grounds in the outer suburbs, and I was also lucky enough to see Mr. Yue riding on a horse. This is him. Among Prince Lu, he is the most handsome. I remember him well, and I don't know how to look at him.

Wrong."

"In this case, this is really Mr. Yue. So the news that was spread during this period that Mr. Yue was deliberately mistreated with the decoction by King Quan and died of his injuries are all false?"

"Of course it's a fake, can't you see it? Mr. Yue is sitting on the sedan chair now. Although his face is a little pale, he seems to be in good spirits. I don't know what he is going to do, but he can be like this

Come out, it must be almost good."

"Let me just say, how could His Royal Highness, Prince Quan, be so kind and kind, that he would do such a thing? I don't know who has been stabbed a thousand times, but he spread such rumors to ruin His Highness's reputation."

"Yes, if I don't see those rumors with my own eyes, I will never believe them."

"Hey, look, there is a beautiful young lady sitting next to Young Master Yue? Which family is she from?"

"She must be Young Master Yue's maid. A lady from an aristocratic family would not show up on the street easily without even wearing a hat. This sitting posture, tsk tsk, is no different from that of a man. It's dazzling to look at." There was a man.

He curled his lips and said.

"Young Master Yue is really lucky to have such a beautiful young lady by his side when traveling." A man raised his head and looked at Lin Wanniang, who was sitting on the soft sedan, up and down with evil eyes.

Some discerning women said: "How is it possible? Looking at the way this young lady is dressed, she is clearly a noble person. It is impossible for a servant like this to dress like this."

"Perhaps because of being favored, Mr. Yue is particularly willing to reward her. Otherwise, Mr. Yue would not have brought her out."

Mr. Yue vaguely heard the comments of the people below, his face was a little ugly, and he whispered to Lin Wanniang: "Next time I go out, I can take a soft sedan alone, and you can take a carriage."

Lin Wanniang looked straight ahead and whispered: "I'm not unhappy, why are you unhappy? My eldest sister asked me to look at you. If I'm sitting in a carriage, how can I look at you all the time? You are not honest."

Young Master Yue was a little annoyed when he saw that Lin Wanniang didn't recognize a good heart. He turned his head and said angrily: "That's up to you."

Lin Wanniang turned her head and glared at Mr. Yue: "Of course you will follow me, why should you ask me to follow you? It's a beautiful idea."

Mr. Yue: "..." Why does King Quan always let her shrewd sister look after me? Please replace me.

When Mr. Yue was about to cry but had no tears, the people coming and going around the sedan continued to discuss.

"That's not true! This little lady is riding alone in a sedan chair, running alongside Mr. Yue's soft sedan chair. Only people of equal status would do this, not a beautiful maidservant!"

"Aristocratic women will not wear curtains and hats..."

"What kind of curtains and hats are you wearing? Your Highness, Prince Quan, will not wear any curtains and hats."

A passing scribe said: "That is His Highness King Quan! How can anyone else compare with His Highness King Quan?"

A shrewd little lady replied loudly: "His Royal Highness, King Quan, now has a female official! What a cliché to show his face, now His Highness King Quan can be crowned king in a female body, but it is no better than before!"
Chapter completed!