Chapter 162: Silver Bell Hair Ornament
Ling Qingyu walked for half an hour before returning to the mansion, walking straight to the sweat and sticky, returned to the boudoir and quickly took a shower and changed his clothes, he fell asleep when he was very tired, and when he got up when he was full, twilight outside the window had come.
Ling Qingyu stretched a big lazy waist, her stomach was grunting, Fang was shocked and panicked, Qing Tan smiled and hit the water before collapsing, "The palace master woke up at the right time, the old lady is preparing to pass dinner, now let's hurry up and catch up." Ling Qingyu was overjoyed when she heard this, hurriedly freshened up, and then hurried to the flower hall with Qingtan for dinner.
"Your feet are so long, and the time is so coincidental, I thought you had slept again. What have you been busy with these days, why can't you see people all the time? Ling Qichen moved a seat to the side and beckoned his sister to sit down and eat.
"It's not that big deal yet, otherwise what else is there to be busy with?" Ling Qingyu said in a stupid tone.
"Really? But you had dinner with Beigong Che a few days ago, and today you got into Dongfang Xuan's carriage and disappeared for a noon, mingling among the sons of various countries all day long, what does this have to do with Ning Yuanhou, eh? Ling Qichen raised his eyebrows and looked at her with an ambiguous expression, their brothers had never even married a wife, and they hadn't met any favorite girl, how could they think that the Ling family's peach blossom luck was concentrated on the little sister alone.
"Little Liuzi, you're really a chicken woman!" Ling Qingyu glared at him angrily, what was this implying to him?
"Where am I a chicken woman, I obviously care about you, we can't afford that kind of thing a second time." Ling Qichen said with palpitations, when she was released from the torture rack that day, she was really frightened, and she really didn't dare to think about how her sister would be treated without Zhongsun Limo.
"Sixth Brother...... Ha, I was almost deceived by you, hey, to be honest, do you look scared with such a scared face that your second brother will chase you and fight after you if he knows that you didn't protect me well? Tsk, you really don't look good. Ling Qingyu hid the emotion in her heart, looked at her father's slightly sunken face, and hurriedly diverted the topic and deliberately quipped.
When it comes to the black-faced god of the second brother Ling Qiyu, Ling Qichen almost hugged his head, the second brother and his father are not afraid, and the brothers ignore it, and they are the only ones who take the little sister without a rut, and they are the most partial to Ling Qingyu, and they are simply protected to the bottom line, and they can rely on their fists to say that the black is white, and there are only two creeds in life: the seventh sister is always right, and only the seventh sister can bully people.
If there is anyone who is not convinced, the second brother will use force to tell you the truth only one, unfortunately, the second brother's current kung fu in Lingyun Palace is only under his father, and no one dares to disagree. If he knew that his little sister was bullied so badly, Ling Qichen felt that there should be no second ending for him except to be beaten violently, and he suddenly felt his heart congested, "You are embarrassed to say, you girl is bad!" ”
"Hmph, you actually said this about me, in vain I asked my father and mother not to tell the eldest brother and second brother about my injury, lest they feel sorry for you, if you don't appreciate it, maybe I can reconsider it." Ling Qingyu smiled evilly, and his big eyes blinked twice deliberately, as if he was really ready to think about it.
"Don't be, good Xiaoqi, little ancestor, please spare Xiaoliu once......" Ling Qichen hurriedly raised a flattering smile, and diligently sandwiched the little sister's favorite chicken wings, the exaggerated and deliberate flattering attitude was diametrically opposite, making everyone laugh, laughing and scolding him for not being productive, everyone was talking and laughing happily, and the housekeeper suddenly entered the door.
"Miss, the people around Gongzixuan said that they were ordered to hand over two things to you personally, I don't know if Miss saw it or not?"
Ling Qingyu frowned, what happened to Dongfang Xuan, he felt depressed when he thought of walking under the scorching sun for a long time in the afternoon, "It's gone, Qingtan, you go and take it for me, and I'll talk about it when I go back to the room later." Ling Qingyu instructed Qing Tan, turned around and went back to eat with his father and brother, and didn't take it to heart.
But before Qingtan stepped out of the threshold of the flower hall, Qin Ji had already rushed in, stuffed a set of clothes that Ling Qingyu wore during the day into her arms, and stuffed a pair of exquisite silver bell-shaped headdresses into her hands, "Miss Ling, please forgive me if you take the liberty of taking the liberty, my son-in-law instructed me to personally deliver the set of clothes you landed on the horse today to you at this hour, and that pair of headdresses, my son-in-law said that you will still use it next time, Qin Ji retired!" “
As soon as these words came out, everyone at the table was in a somewhat petrified state, and Mrs. Ling looked at the whole set of clothes curiously, this is a whole set of short clothes and skirts, why did it fall on someone's carriage? This amount of information is too large and too reverie, and he raised his eyebrows slightly and said curiously: "Xiao Qi, don't you explain?" “
In an instant, everyone put down their chopsticks and looked at Ling Qingyu in unison, and she threw her clothes directly into Qingtan's arms like throwing away the hottest potato, pretending to be calm: "What is there to explain, it's just that he borrowed his carriage to change his clothes, and then dropped his clothes." ”
Mrs. Ling didn't ask any more when she said something meaningful, but her eyes blinked narrowly, Ling Yixuan frowned invisibly, and glared at her daughter a little more with dissatisfaction, if this kind of thing is heard by someone with a heart, I am afraid that my reputation will be damaged.
Ling Qingyu looked at everyone's curious, reproachful, or gossipy eyes, and greeted the eighteenth generation elders of the Dongfang family of Yuheng Country fiercely in his heart, although he was still a little hungry, he had to hurriedly grab a bite of food and flee in embarrassment.
Back in the boudoir, Ling Qingyu threw his clothes on the ground and stepped on them a few times, as if he was stepping on Dongfang Xuan's big ice cube with all his strength, and the pair of silver Ling hair ornaments rolled off and were thrown into the corner very pitifully, Ling Qingyu was angry, knelt down and drank tea, and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw that something seemed to fall out of the silver bell hair ornament that rolled into the corner, and he hurriedly called Qing Tan to pick up the pair of things.
The appearance of the pair of Yinling hair accessories is very simple and simple, only a few auspicious patterns are hooked on the surface, and the middle is hollowed out and falls out of a small silk book, Ling Qingyu carefully took it out and looked at it, only to see that it was written, "Little maid, see you in the post house when the day after tomorrow." “
It turned out that this Dongfang Xuan gave her this pair of silver bell headdresses to deliver news to her, why did she look so sneaky, and why did she pretend to be a maid, unless he still had to go to the Marquis of Ningyuan's mansion!
That's right, it must be the case, he has to go to the Marquis of Ningyuan's mansion again the night after tomorrow, so he told himself to take it with him, even if he still has a little conscience, he remembered the maidservant clothes he changed today, and hurriedly told Qingtan to wash them as soon as possible and take them back again, and she must not lose them, the day after tomorrow, she still has time to prepare, and this time she must get the book of the alliance!
(Special thanks to the unemployed friend for his support, I vote for my recommendation every day, thank you very much!) (To be continued.) )