Lu Yunxi pretended to be angry, which made Qing'er accept the silver ticket.

The master and servant talked again, and Qing'er was frightened, her body was weak, and she needed more cultivation. Lu Yunxi didn't want to stay long, sat for a while, and then left.

Song Lan was helped back to the house, Lu Ziyou made him lose face for today's matter, and as soon as he returned to the house, he ordered people to move all his things to the study, and he didn't pay attention to Song Lan for half a minute.

Lu Caimeng looked at Song Lan's bloody back, tears rippling.

She ordered someone to take the white medicine, and personally gave Song Lan the medicine, and wept while smearing the medicine, "How can my father indulge that little slut so much." It's just a, and she deserves to punish her mother like this?"

"You ......" Song Lan was about to answer, when a hot pain came from her back, and she couldn't help but bared her teeth, "You must not talk nonsense in front of your father during this time." Today's events are so big, your father's face is not guaranteed, but he values his face the most. If you talk more by his side at this time, it will make him unhappy, and I am afraid that it will be even worse. ”

Hearing this, Lu Caimeng pouted, his shoulders shrugged up and down, he sighed, and looked at Song Lan's side face, "Mother, don't worry." The Jockey Club of the King of Yanqing is about to be held. When the time comes, I will definitely shine at the horse club and fight for your mother. ”

Hearing this, Song Lan struggled to turn her head and glanced at Lu Caimeng.

The sky outside had completely darkened, and candles were lit inside, and Lu Caimeng's cheeks looked much brighter against the background of the candles.

If it was a blink of an eye, he even felt that Lu Caimeng's skin could reflect the candle flame on the side.

It seems that Lu Caimeng's skin has indeed improved a lot these days.

Thinking about it, Song Lan was overdone at this time, and her heart was a little more stable, "You are born beautiful, which is incomparable to that little slut." Now, I use honey to wipe your face every day, and I see that your complexion has improved a lot. When the day of the Jockey Club held by the King of Yanqing, you will definitely be able to dominate the crowd. ”

Lu Caimeng lowered her head shyly, raised her right hand, and gently put her fingertips on her cheeks, brushing back and forth, her eyes moved slightly, she pursed the corners of her mouth, and showed an indifferent smile, "Don't worry, I will not disappoint my mother." ”

After speaking, Lu Caimeng shook off the medicine powder a little.

Those medicinal powders just landed on Song Lan's skin, and it provoked Song Lan for a while, and the pain spread all over her body.

She bowed down like a shrimp, and her mouth kept making a "hiss" sound.

On that day, the affairs of Jingzhao Yin Mansion were very troublesome, and until the day of the Yanqing Wang Ma Club, there were still many discussions about the events of that day in the capital.

After more than half a month of recuperation, Song Lan's injuries have improved a lot.

Early yesterday morning, Ouyang Zhi ordered someone to send an invitation.

Lu Caimeng and Song Lan were overjoyed, and they both happily welcomed the man into the mansion.

But when the man took out the invitation, when the two saw the names on it, their faces sank.

Song Lan handed the invitation a few points forward, stared at the little girl's eyes, the corners of her mouth trembled slightly, pointed to the place where she filled in her name, and said softly, "What is this?

The little servant bowed, folded his hands in front of him, and bowed slightly, "Mrs. Hui, this invitation was written by the prince himself, and the people invited on it were all set by the prince." ”

Lu Caimeng on one side heard this and stepped forward in a few steps.

These days, in order to surprise everyone on the day of the Yanqing Jockey Club, she has been wearing a thin veil.

At this moment, she became anxious, and after a few blows, the tulle flew up.

She didn't care much, snatched the invitation card from Song Lan's hand, looked at it twice, and when she saw clearly that the name written on it was indeed "Lu Yunxi", Lu Caimeng was annoyed, and actually tore the invitation to pieces and threw it on the cheek of the little girl.

Seeing this, the little girl took two steps back, stared at Lu Caimeng with a panicked face, and then glanced at the invitation that she threw on the ground, and said loudly, "You...... What are you doing here?"

"Why did the prince only invite Lu Yunxi? Why?" Lu Caimeng lost control of his emotions, took a few steps in front of the mountain, pinched the shoulders of the little guy, shook back and forth, and said in a loud voice.

The little girl was startled by her appearance, and couldn't help but shrink her neck and take a few steps back.

He has already sent three or four invitations, where have he ever seen a daughter like Lu Caimeng?

"Dreams. Seeing this, Song Lan hurriedly took a few steps in front of the mountain, grabbed Lu Caimeng's wrist, shook his head, and showed an indifferent smile to the little guy, "Please also ask this little brother to go back and tell the prince that we will definitely arrive tomorrow." ”

The little guy hurriedly agreed, and then cautiously looked at Lu Caimeng, and immediately turned to leave.

Lu Caimeng's mood was not yet stable, and he looked at Song Lan with a panicked expression, "Why?

She asked softly, with the corners of her mouth shuddering.

Seeing this, Song Lan's heart was also tight.

"Good dreams. Song Lan stretched out her hand, grabbed Lu Caimeng's shoulders, and took her into her arms, "Don't worry, my mother will definitely let you go to the Jockey Club." ”

But Lu Caimeng didn't seem to hear it at all, and was still muttering to herself, "Why did you only invite Lu Yunxi? Didn't the prince already withdraw from her marriage? Since she had withdrawn from the marriage, why did you invite her?"

Seeing her like this, Song Lan only felt as if her heart had been stripped of her flesh with a knife.

"Now, the invitation has been torn up by you. As long as you don't say it, I don't say it, she won't know that the prince has sent an invitation. When the time comes, if the prince asks, we will only say that this Lu Yunxi will not take the son of the world in his eyes at all. was so refuted by her little slut in front of everyone, no matter how much emotion the prince has for her, he will not let her mess around. ”

Hearing this, Lu Caimeng raised his head and looked at Song Lan's eyes, the grievances in his eyes narrowed slightly, "Really?"

"Of course. Song Lan nodded, "When did my mother deceive you?"

Lu Caimeng pursed her eyes, drooped her head, and thought for a while, before she showed a somewhat satisfied and treacherous smile, "Mother is right." As long as she doesn't appear on the Jockey Club of the King of Yanqing and refutes the face of the prince, the prince will not look down on her. Perhaps, when the time comes, the prince will be jealous of her. ”

Lu Caimeng said as he wiped the tears on his cheeks, burst into tears and laughed, and then thought of something, "However, we don't have an invitation, how can we go to the horse club of King Yanqing?"