Chapter 1171 If you are pleased with me, then breathe 25
Yun Qi, dressed in black, looked confused. "Which young lady from the Lin family are you referring to, sir?"
After speaking, Yun Qi hesitated for a moment, then asked, "How should these two or three things be compiled?"
"Your subordinate will arrange for renowned storytellers and vernacular writers from the capital immediately."
Prime Minister Lin had seven daughters and three sons, of whom three daughters and one son were born of the principal wife.
Yun Qi had no idea which Miss Lin her master was going to get involved with.
Xuanhe suddenly realized that his thoughts were hidden so deeply that even those around him had not noticed. It was understandable that Miss Lin did not understand.
"Like this...like that...do it this way, do you understand?"
The man sometimes lowered his voice and sometimes raised it. Yun Qi only realized after hearing the rest that the master was in love with Miss Lin the Second!
Yun Qi's face was serious, but his usually dull eyes showed a hint of excitement. He said confidently, "Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely handle this matter properly."
It has to be done beautifully!
With the Flower Festival approaching, the Xuan Mansion is filled with a variety of famous flowers, and the area outside the main gate is covered with colorful blooms.
Even the stone lions were adorned with flower wreaths, and various small flowers were placed around the area where they crouched.
A sunflower lantern was hung at the entrance, and every ten steps inside there was a small sunflower-shaped stone block with a candle placed in the hollow part.
As darkness falls, the entire Xuan Mansion will be enveloped in a layer of dim yellow light, creating a hazy and tranquil atmosphere.
The housekeeper has been busier than ever these past few days, as the adults are taking this flower festival very seriously.
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Cining Palace, Buddhist Hall.
On the first day of the lunar new year, people are required to burn incense, chant scriptures, and copy scriptures for the Empress Dowager.
That day, Song Jinhuan stayed in the Buddhist hall.
When he came out at midnight, his whole body was covered with the fragrance of offerings from the Buddhist temple.
The following day, the Empress Dowager summoned the three young ladies of the Lin family and ordered Zhang Mama to explain to them the procedures, rules, and etiquette of banquets in the palace.
This day belongs to unmarried young men and women.
Song Jinhuan asked curiously, "Isn't the Empress Dowager attending?"
The Empress Dowager waved her hand, "I won't join in this fun."
After leaving Cining Palace, Lin Yaning noticed Lin Wenyao leaning against Song Jinhuan's arm, so she grabbed Song Jinhuan's arm and asked in a deliberately coquettish voice, "Second sister~ Why did the Empress Dowager allow us to attend the banquet?"
Song Jinhuan got goosebumps all over, but she really liked what she had picked up. With a smile in her eyes, she said, "I guess you all hope we can find a suitable husband."
Lin Wenyao spoke softly from the side, "The scions of wealthy families are all shrewd and calculating; our situation is difficult."
The entanglement between her and the Emperor these past few days has probably already spread throughout the capital. Even if she doesn't enter the harem, it will be difficult for her to get married in the future.
The three of them naturally came to the same conclusion.
Song Jinhuan was furious. The Emperor had been summoning the three of them so frequently these past few days, and she was thoroughly annoyed.
She spent the whole day in the Buddhist hall yesterday, and Lin Wenyao and Lin Yaning had a hard time.
One accompanied the emperor for a long stroll in the imperial garden, while the other danced for an hour at the emperor's command.
My kneecap almost crumbled from jumping.
Put your worries aside for now.
The important thing right now is the Flower Street Festival.
The three sat together, picking out their favorite flowers to make bracelets.
"I love the scent of jasmine. I'll string them together and wear them on my wrist. They'll not only look nice, but they'll also smell wonderful." Lin Yaning quickly made a bracelet that fit perfectly.
Lin Wenyao held up a pink peony, gesturing it in her hair and asking, "Does it look good?"
The girl was no more than seventeen, and as Lin Yaning had described, she possessed an ethereal beauty.
At this moment, compared to the flowers, the person is more beautiful than the flowers.
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