Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

Chapter 282 The Prince Locks Lan Xin in the Woodshed

The prince got up early.

He stretched, changed his clothes, and went outside to call Xiao Luzi.

And he solemnly instructed him:

"Today is the Winter Solstice. You should quickly go to each room and tell everyone that a family dinner will be held in the hall at noon.

At the same time, I asked the kitchen staff to prepare more special dishes.”

After hearing this, Xiao Luzi quickly agreed.

Then he hurried to each room and conveyed the prince's words to everyone in the mansion one by one.

At this moment, the prince walked into the inner room with a smile on his face.

His eyes fell gently on Daiyu who was still sleeping soundly.

After a night of care, the face became even more radiant!

The prince came to the outer room and whispered to Xiaoling:

"When Fu Jin wakes up, you must take good care of her and make sure she has a good meal.

After attending court, I will come back and attend the Winter Solstice family dinner with her."

After saying these words, the prince turned around and left with peace of mind.

After an unknown amount of time, when the sunlight poured into the room through the window, Daiyu finally woke up slowly.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and subconsciously reached for the pillow next to her, only to find that the prince was no longer by her side.

So she sat up gently, got out of bed slowly and walked to the dressing table. Looking at the woman in the bronze mirror, she couldn't help but smile slightly.

She couldn't help but think of last night's caresses and vows, which were still ringing in her ears, and her face flushed.

Only then did she realize that she had fallen deeply in love with this man!

Daiyu casually tied up her hair, then came to the desk, picked up a brush, and wrote softly:

"The pink and black silk curtains echo in my ears.

Not like a departing person, but like a wild goose in the sky.

May my husband stay with me forever, and paint the mulberry and hemp fields!"

Suddenly, a clear cry was heard:

"Hey, let me see, what does this say?"

Before the voice fell, a figure rushed in hurriedly. It turned out to be Jiaorou.

She ran up to Daiyu in two steps and snatched the poem paper from her hand without saying a word.

After receiving the poem, she first quickly glanced at the words on it, and then couldn't help but burst into giggles.

The laughter was as clear and sweet as a silver bell, echoing throughout the room.

When Daiyu saw that her poem was snatched away by Jiaorou, she couldn't help but feel panicked.

Two blushes instantly appeared on her face, as gorgeous as rouge.

She wanted to reach out and take back the poem, but she felt a little embarrassed. She could only stand there at a loss, with her head lowered, and even her ears turned red.

Seeing this, Jiaorou didn't care. Instead, she took the initiative to step forward and hold Daiyu's hand.

She held Daiyu's soft hand tightly, looked at her sincerely for a long time before she slowly said:

“Sister, your feelings for the prince.

I am so envious!

But I have never felt jealous at all."

After saying this, she gently patted the back of Daiyu's hand to comfort her.

Daiyu held her delicate hand and thought for a long time before she slowly said:

"Sister, if you want, I can help you!

The prince is also your husband!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the prince was mentioned, Jiaorou waved her hands in annoyance, indicating that she was not interested.

The two of them chatted and played chess together.

Nearing noon, the ministers in the court dispersed one after another, and the prince also ended his busy morning of government affairs.

He hurried out of the palace, got on a carriage and returned to the palace.

As soon as the prince returned to the mansion, he ran straight to the courtyard where Daiyu was without even having time to change into his court clothes.

When he finally saw Daiyu playing chess with Jiaorou, a gentle smile immediately broke out on his face.

He walked quickly forward and gently took Daiyu's hand. They smiled at each other, with deep affection in each other's eyes, and then they walked slowly towards the hall together.

Not far behind them, Jiaorou followed quietly.

She looked at the intimate backs of the prince and Daiyu, and a complex emotion surged in her heart.

Tears had blurred her vision at some point and were quietly sliding down her cheeks.

In fact, she was still young and she also longed to be loved and cared for by her husband like an ordinary woman.

However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not arouse her interest in the prince.

But when the prince really took someone else's hand, she still felt heartbroken.

She couldn't make sense of the emotion.

At the same time, a sumptuous meal had already been prepared in the hall.

The women and children sat around the dining table, anxiously waiting for the prince to arrive.

Finally, under everyone's expectant gaze, the prince walked into the hall holding Daiyu's arm.

The prince's eyes were full of smiles at this time, as if he was telling everyone that the woman he loved most was Lin Daiyu!

The eldest wife was sitting quietly and dignifiedly in the main seat. When she saw from afar that the prince was holding the hand of the jade wife tightly, a raging anger suddenly ignited in her heart.

The scene of love and affection between the man and the woman was like a sharp sword, piercing her heart deeply.

But even so, as the hostess of the palace, she could only force a smile and maintain superficial calmness and magnanimity.

The prince walked to the table, pulled open the seat next to it, and asked Daiyu to sit down.

Everyone was about to say that the eldest lady had reserved a seat for the prince, but the eldest lady signaled them not to say anything more.

Lan Xin, at this moment, was like a light butterfly, dressed up in gorgeous clothes, and quickly came to the prince's side.

Her slender and soft waist swayed like a willow branch in the wind, twisting flexibly and exuding a charming charm.

Then, Lan Xin's delicate and charming red lips slightly raised, revealing a charming smile, and she said softly:

"Your Majesty, would it be alright if Lan'er could sit on your lap?

Do you know how much Lan'er has missed you these days?

Listen, I see how fast your heart is beating!"

Before she finished speaking, Lan Xin ignored the gazes of the people present and moved closer to the prince without hesitation.

Her graceful body pressed tightly against the prince, as if she wanted to melt into his arms.

At the same time, she deliberately touched the prince's arm with her little hand, her eyes full of confusion and temptation!

At this moment, the prince pulled Lan Xin away in disgust. Before Lan Xin could react, she fell to the ground.

I only heard the prince shouting:

"Someone, lock Lan Xin up in the woodshed!

From today on, no one is allowed to let him out without my order!"

Lan Xin was stunned. She had originally wanted to show her affection to the prince and let everyone see her charm.

She was also thinking about how to get the prince to sleep with her instead of going to that bitch's room tonight.

She immediately fell to the ground, tears streaming down her eyes, and cried pitifully:

"My Lord, what's wrong with me, my Lord? Where did I go wrong?

Is it wrong to like someone? "

The prince instantly became furious!

He pointed at Lan Xin's face and cursed:

"Don't think I don't know what you did to Yu Fujin just because I'm at the border!

You dare to attack the royal heir? You are tired of living!"

Then he stood up and shouted:

"Quick, quick, come and give this ignorant woman twenty lashes of the cane and lock her up in the woodshed!

I am setting a rule for everyone today. If something like this happens again, there will be severe punishment!"

Lan Xin was about to resort to a self-torture tactic, but soon a few maids came, dragged her outside, beat her up, and locked her up in the woodshed.

The eldest wife thought that the matter had been settled, but she never expected that the prince seemed to have become a different person and suddenly punished Lan Xin.

The eldest wife straightened her clothes a little, picked up a glass of wine, handed it to the prince, and said coldly:

"I read a poem yesterday, and I only heard the laughter of the newcomers, but not the crying of the old ones!

Your Majesty, please tell Bijun what this means?"