After preparing for nearly half a month, finally ushered in the old lady's 60th birthday, early in the morning, the maids and women in each courtyard were busy, walking in a hurry, looking nervous and festive, Zhang Hong, hanging colors, and the placement of items was exquisite and fine.

The banquet is set up in the flower hall in the front yard, there is Song's mother to look at the placement in the morning, there are eight large round tables of red mahogany in the hall, in the middle of the table is the peony with flower stems inserted in the colorful glass bottle, the bottle is added with the special cultivation juice bought from the flower farmer, it is said that it will not be defeated for ten days.

In the early morning, around the glass bottle, a circle of various fruits is placed in a white porcelain flower fruit bowl, and then the outer layer is filled with a marigold plate to fill all kinds of fancy snacks, and finally the wine is placed, from a distance, the eight round tables are like eight blooming colorful peonies, luxurious, elegant and tasteful.

The guests were all there, and the old lady had always had a good face, so she gave a hint in advance, and asked General Su to release the third aunt and Su Qianlin, and everyone at the banquet was all together, and her face was also good-looking.

The old lady got up early in the morning, today is wearing a specially customized auspicious Fushou pattern gown, the gold wire hooked into a cluster of flowers in the neckline, a warm and prosperous Chengxiang, although the time is still early, but there are already the ladies who have been on the heart of the morning to come, and now they are sitting around talking and laughing.

Inside and outside the house, the maids in bright short jackets and pleated long skirts kept shuttling, serving tea and water snacks, and there was a lively and joyful atmosphere.

Hearing the sound of lifting the curtain, everyone suddenly stopped talking and laughing, the room was quiet, and all eyes were focused on Su Qianling, who walked in.

Walking up to the old lady, Su Qianling smiled at the corner of her lips, and bowed: "Ling'er wishes grandmother good health and good life." ”

"Good! Good! ”

The old lady was happy, stretched out her hand to pull Su Qianling up, a big smile bloomed on her face, and she took out a string of golden nudes from the prepared bag and handed it over as she spoke.

Su Qianling thanked the old lady, stretched out her hand to take it, and smiled at everyone, the corners of her lips were slightly curled with softness, and her eyes were as clear as spring water, which made people feel warm in their hearts, and unconsciously became a little closer.

Sitting on the side along the old lady's hand, Su Qianling didn't talk much, she only answered when others asked, she always looked at the person who asked between words, her eyes were clear, the corners of her lips were smiling, she was particularly dignified and elegant, everyone couldn't help but admire, the third lady of the General's Mansion was really gentle and soft, no wonder even the Queen Mother praised it.

Su Qianying naturally has her own circle of friends, and a group of little sisters are all Miss Shu of the Gaomen, although their identities are not noble, they also hold up a few points, and they can talk about it together, so they naturally get a little closer.

"Isn't your sister quite approachable?" It was Miss Shu San of the Prime Minister's Mansion who spoke, she looked at Su Qianling with a pair of eyes, and couldn't help but admire in her heart, if she looked so beautiful, she would be a perfect person!

Su Qianying took a sip of wine, couldn't help but snort coldly, retracted her gaze and said to the little sister on the seat: "Look at her gentle and gentle face, that method is ruthless, you also know last time, but it was my grandmother who helped me borrow her skirt, and she secretly made me lose so much face among everyone, and distorted the fact that I framed her, pity me for not the meat that fell from the eldest lady, even if there is a grievance, I can only endure it, saying that she is good?" You didn't have a sister to her! ”

Distort the facts between the little sisters, as long as your words make people unable to find flaws, what you say, everyone will decide what it is, and it will quickly spread, this is the power in the circle of life.

After stopping Su Qianying's words, everyone felt that it made sense, and when they looked at Su Qianling again, they felt particularly dazzling, as if her smile was like a sister in the family, with indignation and uneasiness.

The maid outside came to say that it was the Zhongyong Marquis who came, so Mrs. Su called Su Qianling to greet her, after all, it was her mother's family, and Mrs. Su was naturally more attentive.

"I thought that the old lady liked to sleep a little more in the morning like our mother, and she didn't come out too early, but she didn't expect to be late!" Mrs. Song saw that Mrs. Su came to pick it up in person, and a smile instantly broke out on her face, and she stretched out her hand and waved her hand to the little guy behind her, and moved the gift in.

Mrs. Su's face moved slightly, although she was not very harmonious with her sister-in-law, but after all, she was a member of her mother's family, and she was a little closer than ordinary people.

"Is my mother's body okay?" Mrs. Su had a slight smile on her face, no matter what she was feeling in her heart, she always showed a scene of fusion on her face.

"Okay, okay! It's just that I often talk about why Ling Er can't go! Mrs. Song smiled as usual on her face, looked at Su Qianling between words, and reached out to take her hand: "You have been going less during this time, the old lady always chatters, the last time Qianmu came back to see the old lady, why didn't you follow?" ”

Su Qianling's heart trembled, and a touch of shyness flashed on her face: "I'll go to see my grandmother in a while." ”

Since her rebirth, she has been busy dealing with various emergencies around her, plus she is bent on bringing down Duanmu Gaoyang, and she hasn't taken care of the old lady of Zhongyong for a while, thinking about her previous life, her grandmother was not close to her, but her grandmother was hurting her as her granddaughter.

Song Yuanchun followed Mrs. Song and didn't speak, a pair of eyes looked at Su Qianling, still showing disdain as before, but there was no real disgust in her eyes, to be honest, she herself knew that she hated Su Qianling because her grandmother favored her, but she checked the matter herself last time, if it weren't for Su Qianling, she might have really been suppressed by those sluts and would never be able to turn over.

Although I was shocked why Su Qianling would know, after all, after fighting for so many years, I was used to the arrogance of not giving in to each other, but fortunately, they have always been clear about each other, which is much easier than getting along with their own sisters.

After meeting the old lady, Mrs. Su asked Su Qianling and their juniors to go around on their own, the two of them looked peaceful, said goodbye to everyone and walked towards the inner courtyard, they have never liked too lively occasions.

The two of them followed a group of maids, while walking, neither of them spoke, Song Yuanchun looked at Su Qianling sideways, he actually had something to say, but he held his breath, hoping that she would speak first.

Su Qianling squinted at the expression on Song Yuanchun's face, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but hook a light smile, and suddenly stopped, looking at Song Yuanchun with a pair of clear eyes.

The sudden gaze made Song Yuanchun involuntarily take two steps back, and when he touched Su Qianling's gaze, his heart trembled again, could it be that there is a problem this time?

"You...... You ......"

Song Yuanchun took two steps back and was supported by the maid, but he didn't dare to move, he followed Su Qianling's gaze and looked at himself, but he didn't notice anything wrong, and his face was a little more puzzled.

After seeing enough of the excitement on Song Yuanchun's face, the fierceness in Su Qianling's eyes gradually faded, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Su Qianling! How dare you fool me! ”

Knowing that he was being teased, Song Yuanchun suddenly exploded, and a pair of black eyes stared hard, and he almost went up to bite her!

"Look, haven't you been talking for so long?" Su Qianling said, with a light smile on her face, and her voice was calm and a little more brisk.

After seeing through his thoughts, Song Yuanchun raised his eyelids and glared at Su Qianling, snorted coldly, and glanced around: "How did you know that there was something in my hairpin last time?" ”

Su Qianling's eyes flashed with a touch of fierceness, and then quickly disappeared, "That hairpin is different from your usual taste, although it is precious, but it is a little more ostentatious, I remember that you have never liked this style, since you are wearing it in the banquet, it must be of extraordinary significance, I once saw in a book that the cinnabar quenched with golden toad liquid can turn gold into a phantom color, so, guess that your golden hairpin should have cinnabar hidden in it." ”

His heart trembled suddenly, Song Yuanchun looked at Su Qianling as if it was the first time he had seen her, he had never known that she was so well-informed, wasn't she only good at the things that women learned?

Suppressing the surprise on his face, Song Yuanchun's face sank a little: "After that, I asked my grandmother to strictly check her food, and sure enough, I found cinnabar in her favorite red fruit soup, but there is no evidence in my hand, and I can't cure those sluts!" ”

There was a bit of anger in his speech, those heartless people actually shot at their grandmother for the sake of status and family property, which was simply a loss of conscience!

Looking at the anger on Song Yuanchun's face, the corners of Su Qianling's lips were slightly raised, and there was a shallow smile on her face, not that she was not angry, but that people couldn't see it: "Some people, you can't be fed, if you back down, she will kick her nose in the face, only by reaching out and punching her to let her know that it hurts, she won't dare to be presumptuous anymore!" ”

Su Qianling's voice was not loud, but it made everyone tremble, looking at her with a gentle smile on her face, and thinking that she had heard it wrong.

"Didn't you treat everyone but me before?" Song Yuanchun was puzzled, he hadn't heard anything happened to her recently, how dare she suddenly seem to be a different person?

With a sneer on her face, Su Qianling put away the smile on the corner of her lips, and her face was still calm as usual: "It's just that I have seen through some people and some things, after all, this is still an environment where the law of the jungle eats the strong, except for my identity as a concubine, you and I are nothing." ”

As she spoke, Su Qianling walked forward, regardless of whether Song Yuanchun understood it or not, her eyes touched a black robe that was walking in the distance, and she stopped in an instant, and a layer of coldness suddenly accumulated in her eyes.

Song Yuanchun followed up and realized Su Qianling's coldness, followed her gaze, and provoked a touch of banter at the corner of her lips: "You are a lady in a deep boudoir, it's not appropriate to stare at other people's handsome sons like this!" ”

The words in his ear made Su Qianling's body tremble suddenly, realizing that he was not controlling himself, his face couldn't help but darken, and he turned around and glanced at Song Yuanchun, but he didn't speak.

"You had a holiday with that Duanmu Gaoyang?" Song Yuanchun also has some eyesight, and she can also feel the coldness that overflows from Su Qianling's body, this kind of hatred is not an ordinary hate.

Stunned for a moment, Su Qianling turned around and glanced at Song Yuanchun, restrained the coldness in his eyes, and dealt with it casually: "I recognized the wrong person." ”

Song Yuanchun sneered, obviously not believing her words, if it is reasonable to say that ordinary people admit their mistakes, how can Duanmu Gaoyang's face be one of the best in the imperial capital, can this admit mistakes?