Chapter 128: Temptation

"The clothes outside are not warm enough," Wen Miao put down the needle and thread in his hand and said, "There is another one for Ling Shuang here, you can take it to him when it is ready." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Ling Man has grown up so big, and she hasn't seen anyone treat her so well, and she is still a lady in the palace. She said with tears in her eyes: "Madame treats our brothers and sisters so well, any good things on weekdays will be given to us, and we can only repay you by being cattle and horses in the next life." ā€

"Xiaoman, you don't know, in fact, my background is the same as you......"

Wen Miao sighed, looked out the window and recalled the past: "I also lost my parents since I was a child, and I was sold to the Qinglou. If it weren't for the prince marrying me into the palace, I would still be a geisha singing in the green building. ā€

She pulled Ling Man to sit down together, and said softly: "Actually, I have always regarded the two of you as my own brothers and sisters, and in the future, you can treat me as a sister in private, and if you have any difficulties, tell me as soon as possible, and I will do my best to help you." ā€

"Madame, you are so nice. ā€

Ling Man held those warm hands, only to feel that his heart was about to melt. She secretly swore in her heart that Mrs. Wen was the only master she was loyal to, and that she and her eldest brother would do their best for her in this life and in this life.

"By the way, what about your eldest brother, why didn't you see him today?"

As soon as she mentioned her eldest brother, Ling Man said angrily: "Madam, you don't know, my eldest brother has been fighting with others in the past few days. His face was blue and purple, and he hid for fear that you would know it. ā€

"Fighting?" Wen Miao asked in surprise: "How can a good person fight, is there someone in the mansion bullying you?"

"Actually, he asked for it," Ling Man hesitated for a moment before saying the matter: "The weather is getting colder and colder these days, the eldest brother wants you to be able to use hot water at any time and go to the firewood room to ask for more firewood......

Wen Miao didn't know what to say for a while, and said after a long time: "Where is it because he was born because of his face, just because he is my person." The people in this palace like to be inflammatory, and people like us who are not loved by the prince have to be bullied by others on weekdays...... But it's good to get used to it, and it's not a big deal if you ask him not to be so impulsive in the future. ā€

"Madam, you don't know," Ling Man said in a vivid voice, "As long as it is related to you, the eldest brother is more serious than anyone else." The slave has never seen him so attentive to anyone......"

She stopped abruptly halfway through her speech, regretting that she had said something she shouldn't have said. Mrs. Wen is the concubine of King An's Mansion, and those who are attracted to her are disrespectful to Prince An, which is a capital crime.

Fortunately, Wen Miao didn't delve into her faults, and lowered her head and continued to play with her clothes, as if she hadn't heard anything just now.

Ling Man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, blaming herself for her big tongue in her heart, she couldn't talk more in the future, and she almost killed her eldest brother.

In the evening, after Wen Miao came back from Cheng Jingjing's side, she couldn't help but walk towards the wing room where her subordinates lived.

She didn't know how Ling Shuang treated her, but she didn't know whether his kindness was loyalty to his master or his love for the person in his heart.

She came to Ling Shuang's door and reached out and knocked a few times. If he really likes himself as he guessed in his heart, then he has one more person to use to his heart's content.

She didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her doing this, after all, in her heart, there would always be only Prince An, the unattainable man. Except for Prince An, her love will never be used on anyone.

"Who?" Ling Shuang's dull voice came from the room at this time.

"It's me. ā€

Hearing the voice that haunted him that night, Ling Shuang involuntarily walked over and opened the door. When he saw Wen Miao standing there, he couldn't help but blush slightly.

This twenty-year-old man fell in love with a woman for the first time, and her gentleness made him unforgettable, but he was a subordinate in King An's mansion, and she was a noble lady, and this deep love made him torture.

"Madame, is there anything wrong with me?" Ling Shuang looked away as she spoke, not daring to look at the person in front of her.

Wen Miao looked inside and said, "I heard that you were injured in a fight, so I came over with a bottle of medicine to give it to you." ā€

"Thank you, Madame, for your concern. ā€

Ling Shuang took the medicine, but she didn't see Wen Miao having the intention of leaving. He stood there hesitantly and asked in a low voice, "What else is the matter, madam?"

"Let's go inside. ā€

Wen Miao walked past him and into the room, which was a simple room for the underling, and he could see everything at a glance. A table, a stool, a bed, a cabinet, nothing more.

"Madame, you ...... this"

Ling Shuang looked at this unexpected guest in a panic, never thought that the two of them would be alone for a day. I saw Wen Miao shouting to him to sit down and said, "I heard that you have a back injury, I'll help you with medicine." ā€

Ling Shuang thought she was hallucinating, and stammered and asked, "Madame is mean...... Do you want to help the villain with medicine?"

"Don't think about it," Wen Miao picked up the medicine bottle and said, "In this Anwang Mansion, you brothers and sisters are closest to me, and I am just helping my relatives with medicine." I heard that you were hurt because of me, and if I didn't do something for you, I would feel guilty. ā€

Hearing her say that she regarded herself as a relative, Ling Shuang didn't know whether it was bitter or sweet in her heart. He honestly took off his shirt and sat there quietly waiting for Wen Miao to rub the medicine on him.

The gentle fingertips made his heart flutter like magic, but when he thought of what he had just said, his heart was as cold as ice water.

"Alright. ā€

While Ling Shuang was still immersed in his inner struggle, Wen Miao put the clothes on his shoulders.

"Thank you, ma'am. He quickly stood up and gave up the only stool to Wen Miao.

"No need," Wen Miao said lightly: "I'll go back now, I just hope that you can endure it in the palace in the future, and don't have conflicts with people again." After all, I am not the princess of the house, and I can't help you talk about many things, and I have wronged you. ā€

"Madame, why do you say this," Seeing her sad face, Ling Shuang said excitedly: "It's all because I can't control myself, it has nothing to do with you, I won't make trouble for you in the future, those people can do whatever they want." As long as you're happy, I'm willing to do anything. ā€

He didn't know what he was talking about, only that he didn't want to see Wen Miao's sad expression again. He just wanted to see her smile softly, and that was all he could do.

"Ling Shuang, thank you," Wen Miao choked up and said, "Only your brothers and sisters in this palace are really good to me, you don't know how those people bullied me before you came." ā€

"Who, who bullied you?!" Ling Shuang clenched her fists when she heard this.