Her heart was sour, and her nose was sour, but in front of everyone, no matter how much she was unsatisfactory, she could only swallow it herself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sanniang reluctantly hooked the corners of her lips, took her eyes off Taiwei, and landed on her cuffs. It is embroidered with intricate and exquisite patterns, and it seems that every thread is showing wealth and luxury, and every inch of material is telling the word joy.

But only Sanniang herself knows that she is not happy.

These dazzling brilliance were followed by a dull paleness and powerlessness.

Sanniang smiled, the corners of her mouth rose, but the corners of her eyes drooped faintly. Such a smiling face really doesn't look as good as she expected. But there was no way, she didn't laugh, she had to laugh.

Only by laughing can everyone present envy and jealous her.

Sanniang has been looking forward to this moment for too long, so long that no matter what happens, she can't stop her. She quietly moved closer to Chen Jingting.

Chen Jingting noticed it, but did not move.

His gaze was still wandering on Taiwei's face, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Sanniang was beautiful, but it was much worse. When he looked at the second girl, Qi Ying, he felt that the third lady called a few people in front of him to be lined up, and they became dusty beads.

What brilliance, what beauty, has become boring.

He didn't have much expectations for this marriage, thinking that no matter what, in the end, she was Jing Ningbo's daughter, and it was not beautiful or ugly. Therefore, after he saw Sanniang, he couldn't talk about whether he liked it or not, at least he was not too disappointed.

However, at this moment, when he stood in the main hall of Jingningbo's mansion and looked at Qi Yuanzhang's other daughters, he felt very pity.

There are obviously so many flowers, why did he deflect Sanniang......

Chen Jingting sighed secretly in his heart, and when he looked sideways at his bride, there was a little less tenderness in his eyes.

And Sanniang, no matter how delicate her mind is, she can see it. The smile on the corner of her mouth froze on her face, like two wounds pulled out by someone with a knife, not much better than crying.

The atmosphere in the room had become a little strange.

Only Liuniang Qi Yi is young, as if she still has two points of ignorant innocence and childishness, chirping, calling "third brother-in-law" with a smile, asking questions and asking questions, like a little sparrow.

She has a lively temperament and talks a lot, and soon stirs up the atmosphere again.

Xiao Qi stood beside her, like a clay sculpture.

Sanniang looked at the sisters, and her nose became more and more sour. She couldn't stand still. Fortunately, at this time, Qi Yuanzhang opened his mouth loudly and asked Chen Jingting to accompany him to the study to talk.

Sanniang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't have to go to a place like the study.

After only the women were left in the room, she was called to her side by Mrs. Qi, grabbed her hand, and asked a few words with a smile.

Old Madam Qi's face was gentle and her tone was soft, but what she asked seemed inconsequential at first glance.

Sanniang didn't dare to tell the truth, so she racked her brains to pick out the answer that her grandmother loved to hear.

Mrs. Qi Su Ri was not close to her, and when she saw that she looked honest, she took it seriously. After asking, Mrs. Qi glanced at Jiang, and continued to say to Sanniang: "Good boy, it's rare to come back, you should also go and meet Aunt Zhao." ”

When Sanniang heard this, she was grateful and hurriedly thanked her, but because she was in a hurry, she forgot to say goodbye to Jiang.

Old Madam Qi laughed behind her and said, "Sanniang, this child, only thinks about her mother, and even forgets the rules of etiquette. ”

She smiled and looked at Jiang as she spoke. But Jiang's face was calm, and he didn't even lift his eyelids, as if he hadn't heard her words.

Old Madam Qi was bored, and it was even more unpleasant to be blocked back by the Jiang family with words. She immediately smiled, stood up, and walked out the door without saying a word.

Jiang didn't stop her.

She was even more upset.

What a crazy woman, she didn't even ask her! Old Madam Qi glanced at Mama Shen outside the door coldly, gritted her teeth and said, "Let's go, what are you still doing, I don't think I'm angry enough today." ”

Mama Shen knew that she was referring to Sang scolding Huai, where did she dare to answer, so she had to follow her back to Minghe Hall in a hurry.

At the same time, the third girl, Qi Jin, has already reached the halfway point and will soon meet her biological mother. The sadness she had held all the way finally spread to her face. Both eyes were flushed red, as if the sand had blinded them.

Sanniang's steps became bigger and bigger, and at the end, it almost turned into a trot.

The skirt is like a butterfly, flapping its wings in the wind.

She couldn't wait for the communication, so she fell into Aunt Zhao's house.

Aunt Zhao calculated that she would come to visit her today, but she didn't expect that what she saw when she looked up was Sanniang's teary eyes. She couldn't help but be taken aback, hurriedly reached out to support her daughter, and asked her henchman to close the door and window, and go outside to wait for no one to approach.

When everything was arranged, Aunt Zhao came to ask Sanniang: "Why are you crying?"

Sanniang was raised by her personally, she is proud and has many shortcomings, but she is by no means a little girl who loves to cry. What's more, Sanniang, who only got married a few days ago, was still happy when she went out, and she should be even happier when she returned home today.

If she said that she cried because she missed herself too much and was timid, Aunt Zhao didn't believe it.

She held Sanniang's hand tightly, leaned closer, and said in a low voice: "Did you just encounter something bad in front of you?" After thinking about it, Aunt Zhao frowned, "Did the old lady reprimand you in private?"

But Sanniang just shook her head, cried and cried, and didn't speak for a long time.

Aunt Zhao was a little anxious, what use could this light cry without saying a word.

She patted Sanniang's shoulder hatefully: "What's the big deal, you have to cry like this!"

Sanniang finally sobbed and called "Mother", her voice was full of grievances, and she was so aggrieved that she was about to die.

Aunt Zhao had never seen her like this, so she panicked: "What's wrong with you? Could it be that my uncle treats you badly?"

But she knew that Sanniang returned to the door today, so she quietly sent someone to inquire about the situation early in the morning, only to hear that Chen Jingting accompanied Sanniang back, and when she got out of the car, she also reached out to help Sanniang, and she didn't hear anything else.

Aunt Zhao slapped Sanniang's face lightly and scolded: "Don't cry! No matter what it is, you have to say it before you can solve it!"

Sanniang cried even more, and said vaguely: "I—I don't know how to say ......"

Aunt Zhao took her into her arms and sighed: "You can't tell others, can't you tell your mother?"

Sanniang cried so much that her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was covered with snot and tears.