Fast Transmigration: I Support the Female Lead

Chapter 90
"Madam Yao has only come to Jiang Country not long ago, and she will stay in Jiang Country in the future. It would be good to get familiar with Jiang Country's customs and customs as soon as possible. The lady who sent the post must also think so."

Slightly moving the fan, Yun Qingyu glanced at the housekeeper from the corner of his eyes.

As expected of being a housekeeper, you see, you can really speak beautiful words.

"Well, then tomorrow, I will participate."

"The slave will go and answer."

After speaking, the butler left.

That's how the matter was settled.

In fact, what Yun Qingyu thought was right, with her current status, she is definitely not qualified to participate in this kind of poetry meeting.

Leaving aside the fact that she is a woman sent by the Kingdom of Jiang, with her status as a concubine, it is difficult for her to be considered elegant.But the lady who held the event still invited her.

Think about the information in your memory.

Although this general wears a mask all year round, no one has seen his true face. Some say he is ugly, others say he is handsome. However, most of the unmarried women in the capital believe that General Lin is a handsome and elegant man.

There are also people who, regardless of whether he is handsome or ugly, charge him with loyalty and serve the country. He is the general of Jiang State, and they also have a deep love for him.

To say that these marriageable women in Beijing, relying on their family status, enter the palace as empresses, but the current emperor has already established a middle palace, and there are noble concubines, but there are only two fourth concubines. There are also vacancies in other concubine positions.But what if I go?

No matter how noble she is, she is called a concubine, but after all, she is not a concubine of the Tian Family.

Entering the palace has the benefits of entering the palace, and some people want to go.

But in comparison, they still prefer Lin Zizheng and want to become the general's wife.

Lin Zizheng is 27 years old, but he has not married yet.Many unmarried women were waiting for him to return from the war, and then asked their parents to send matchmakers to arrange marriage. However, when he came back, he brought back several beauties sent from the country, and one of them actually became his concubine.

The women in Beijing tightly squeezed the embroidered handkerchiefs in their hands, hating that concubine Yao Ji whom they had never met before.

But they were soon relieved.

So what if you enter the general's mansion first?Not a concubine yet?And the general didn't seem to like her.

As a result, the woman in Beijing felt relieved again.

This time, they invited both Lin Zizheng and that concubine under the name of the Poetry Society, in order to kill each other's vigor and let her see clearly that she is just a Ji concubine who can be given away at will.

Also let General Lin Zizheng see that their talent, character and family background are the most suitable for the General.

After the court, when Zhai Rang returned, it was almost dark.

After going to court today, the emperor stayed with Zhai Rang and talked for a day about border affairs and the subsequent surrender of Cheng Guo.

So now when I go back to my home, it's already dark.

The housekeeper ordered someone to serve dinner, Yun Qingyu was a little hungry, but could only sit and wait.

Boring and quiet time, the most let people want to daze.

Yun Qingyu recalled his classmate Zhai Rang again. In his memory, he was indeed unfamiliar with this classmate, but why, there was always a feeling of familiarity in his heart?
Zhai Rang!

He rested his elbows on the table, rested his face in one hand, and stared at the yard.

The figure was walking in the light of lanterns and candles.

Yun Qingyu sat up straight slowly, watching the figure get closer and closer until it appeared in front of his eyes.

"Are you waiting for me?" he said.

Seemingly stunned, Yun Qingyu nodded.

The butler coughed heavily again.

That's right, I don't have any vision at all. The master has come back, and a concubine dares to sit down and doesn't even get up to greet him.Sure enough, this Cheng Guolai woman just has no rules.

Being reminded by the butler, Yun Qingyu stood up abruptly, pulled Zhai Rang to sit down naturally, and said, "Eat quickly, I'm almost starving to death."

The maids and servants around couldn't understand Yun Qingyu's behavior. Last night, she climbed into bed shamelessly, but today she really regards herself as the mistress of the general's mansion. It's so natural to invite favors in public.

Zhai Rang looked at Yun Qingyu, excluding the current occasion and the identities the two of them were playing. In fact, their way of getting along was as natural as when they were dating.So Zhai Rang didn't think there was anything wrong.

Sit down and eat, this is the first time that Zhai Rang got along so kindly after thinking that Yun Qingyu had deceived him.

He still cared a little bit, but he didn't dare to ask, didn't dare to mention it, and felt that as long as he didn't say it, these things seemed to disappear.

But in fact, it was not the case. Even if he didn't mention it, when he saw Yun Qingyu in front of him, the care in his heart would start to scream, making him uneasy.

"There is a poetry meeting in Tomorrow City, do you know?"

Yun Qingyu paused with his eating hands, then nodded.

"The housekeeper showed the post to my concubine today."

"Then get up early tomorrow."

Some thoughtless words ended this dinner.

After washing, Yun Qingyu looked at the room. The servants had moved all the things to Zhai Rang's room today. Now he no longer needed to go back to the West Garden. But why did he feel a little uncomfortable the more we got along with him? Woolen cloth?

In the room, Zhai Rang was sitting on the bedside in his middle coat, seeming to be reading the military book. When he saw himself coming in, he raised his eyes and glanced at Yun Qingyu, and then put his eyes on the book in his hand again.

Yun Qingyu felt a little embarrassed and squeezed the hands in her sleeves nervously. In front of Zhai Rang, she always felt a little afraid to look directly at him.

Seeing Yun Qingyu's delay in coming, Zhai Rang suddenly put away the military book in his hand, put it on the head of the bed, put his hands on his lap, leaned forward slightly, and said, "Didn't you just say that you will attend the poetry meeting tomorrow?" Why don’t you hurry up and go to bed early.”

"Concubine" Yun Qingyu spoke, but didn't know what to say.

"You dared to climb on the bed last night, what's wrong with you today?"

Your uncle, who dared you?
Yun Qingyu raised his eyebrows, snorted coldly, and strode towards the head of the bed.

He took off his shoes, climbed directly onto the bed, got inside, and wrapped himself in a quilt.

Zhai Rang looked back at Yun Qingyu, who was wrapping himself in a quilt, and couldn't help but laugh a little.

Lie down, pulled the quilt, but was pulled back again by Yun Qingyu.

"You are so courageous. Last night, it was the general who was your god. You have to please yourself, but today you are so courageous. How dare you not give me a quilt?"

Yun Qingyu lifted the quilt, looked at Zhai Rang with big eyes, said nothing, and distributed some of his quilt to Zhai Rang.

After giving the quilt, Zhai Rang took this opportunity to sneak in, and the next moment, he saved Yun Qingyu again.

The waist was protected, and the sensitive Yun Qingyu shrank subconsciously.

Patted the back of Zhai Rang's hand: "You are crazy."

"You are crazy. You are the general's concubine, and it is your duty to make dumplings with the general. Do you know that?"

Yun Qingyu didn't answer, but stared at Zhai Rang.Then he turned over and fell asleep with his back to Zhai Rang.

(End of this chapter)