[Following the story~Start next door after it is finished~]
Jiang Lingyin had a sea of her own in the capital, and all the famous young masters in the capital were fish in her sea, from the second prince who was as cold as ice and unkind to others, to the young marquis who wandered among flowers and wasted away.
The busiest thing she does every day is to take her maids to embroider purses, write letters, and compose love poems, and then send them out at different times, while ensuring that these people do not know each other.
But Jiang Lingyin suddenly discovered one day that there was a fish in the capital that she had not caught, and this fish had a prominent reputation, Zhilan Yushu, which made many high-ranking ladies secretly admire her.
Jiang Lingyin:? Can you let this go?
The legitimate son of an aristocratic family heard about it, he was upright and upright, calm and self-possessed, and never made any mistakes in his every move. He was appointed as a minister at a young age, abstained from sexual affairs, and forbade the desire to have sex.
But he didn't expect that there was suddenly a tail around him, following him wherever he went, being extremely difficult to deal with, and from time to time sending him some love poems in his pocket to disturb his mind.
Even though Jiang Lingyin tried her best and used all her 18 martial arts skills, she still couldn't make this flower of the high mountain step down from the altar.
Jiang Lingyin's life motto - never give up a jungle for a flower.
So she decisively decided to pull back from the brink and made an appointment with the young general who had just returned to Beijing with a love letter. She sent the love letter with her head down and a red face beside the clear water stream, leaning against the willows.
Jiang Lingyin: "Lingyin has admired the general for a long time. He does not ask for any reward from the general. As long as there is a place for Lingyin in the general's heart, it is enough."
The love letter was not accepted for a long time, and no one answered her words. Jiang Lingyin looked up in surprise, and saw a cold face in front of her, and the person staring at her with gloomy eyes was not Wen Yu.
…
Jiang Lingyin: No... Just listen to my quibbles...
*
Some day
When Wen Yu went to court, he suddenly discovered that the purse hanging on the waist of a colleague was exactly the same as the one he kept at home.
When Wen Yu asked, his colleague blushed and hesitated, unable to say a complete sentence.
Not only that, he found that this kind of wallet appeared again on his friends, his boss, his classmates, and even his distant cousin who had recently been promoted to Beijing.
Wen Yue:......
1V1HE, sc
Arrogant and cold-hearted, the flower of the high mountains × the delicate, scheming beauty
[Screenshot archived]
Intention: To be determined
