Gong Xiru and Qi Mo stepped forward to salute one after another, Gong Xiru didn't care, it was an uncle, but Qi Mo's salute, Ling Shandao was so frightened that he was in a hurry to kneel, and the Lan family also followed the curtsy blessing, neither of them expected Qi Mo Huizi to come here at this time.

Qi Mo stopped Ling Shandao with his left hand and saluted, and with his right hand, he held Lan Shi and said: "You're all welcome, outside, it's true that I'm the prince, but here, I'm just Zhu Mo, if grandma and Uncle Ling see each other like this, they want to be separated from me." ”

Ling Shandao didn't dare to say again and again, although he felt awkward in his heart, but he didn't stalemate on these etiquettes anymore, Lan also stood up straight with a smile, turned back to Cheng and said, "Hurry up and tell the kitchen to prepare another table of food." ”

Cheng's should be, retreat and prepare, while Ling Yi walked over to help Lan's.

"Let's go - sit in the hall." Lan smiled and made an invitation, and Ling Shandao also made an invitation with both hands, wanting Qi Mo to walk in front.

Although it was better than just now, the two of them were still a little restrained, Qi Mo shook his head helplessly, and said to the Lan family: "Grandma walks ahead, I don't know the way." ”

Lan suddenly laughed, finally no longer restrained, and was helped by Ling Yi to the living room.

It is understandable that Ling Yi and Gong Xiru returned to the mansion to reunite, but Qi Mo came at this time, but Ling Shandao felt incredible, and he took advantage of the time when he was standing alone with Ling Yi, and asked in a low voice: "Is there something wrong with the prince coming to the mansion at this time?" ”

Ling Yi looked around, but didn't see Ling Chang, and couldn't help asking, "Uncle Chang, why didn't you see anyone?" ”

"He's in Xiaozhuyuan. Wen'er's child is back, and I let them go to the Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

Ling Yi sighed and whispered in Ling Shandao's ear, "Father treats the prince well. I'll come when I go. ”

Ling Shandao looked at her in astonishment, "Where are you going?" The prince is here, although you used to have a good relationship, you can't forget his identity, and you can't cross it at any time. ”

"Don't worry, he won't care about it at this time." Ling Yi smiled and walked over to Gong Xiru's side. She whispered a few words in his ear, and only after the latter nodded her head did she retreat with the fan and the feather blessing.

Qi Mo looked at Ling Yi's departing back. I couldn't help asking, "Where is Ling Yatou going?" ”

"Please also ask Your Highness for forgiveness, Fusheng was a little uncomfortable just now, and I want to go back to Ruomeng Pavilion to lie down, and come back when I have dinner."

Qi Mo nodded and didn't care anymore. Turning his head and continuing to talk to Lan and Ling Shandao.

Xiaozhuyuan is a courtyard in Lingfu. Ling Chang is the house slave of the Ling Mansion and has been living in Xiaozhuyuan, which is his and Ling Wen's home.

Before he got closer, he saw the lights in the small bamboo garden, and he could faintly hear the laughter of Ling Wen and Ling Chang, and when he walked into the courtyard, he saw a simple wooden table under the tree in the courtyard. Put a few plates of food and a pot of wine.

Ling Chang and Ling Wen sat opposite each other, and the two chatted attentively. didn't notice Ling Yi walking into the courtyard at all, and when Ling Yi stood at the table, the two of them were shocked.

Ling Chang hurriedly put down the wine glass in his hand and said, "I've seen the eldest lady-" Ling Wen also followed Fu Li, but his expression didn't seem to be much surprised compared to Ling Chang's.

Ling Yi said with a smile: "I took my uncle back tonight to reunite with my father and grandmother, I didn't see Uncle Chang just now, so I asked my father, saying that you are here, I will come and see." ”

Ling Chang asked Ling Wen to go in and move the stool, and smiled embarrassedly: "If the eldest lady has anything, just send someone to call her, why bother to run it herself." ”

Ling Wen came out with a stool and placed it next to Ling Yi, Ling Yi Shi Ran sat down, and said to the two with a smile: "You also sit." Seeing the chicken feet, melon seeds, peanuts and moon cakes on the table, she laughed, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and a piece of moon cakes at random, and ate happily.

"In Uncle Chang's place, I will be informal, in fact, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has come to the mansion, and I don't want to stay there, so I will avoid Uncle Chang here."

Ling Wen saw that the moon cake residue he ate fell all over his body, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he pushed the plate containing the moon cake in front of Ling Yi, and there was no lack of teasing in his tone: "The eldest lady is so big, and she still eats all over her mouth." ”

Ling Yi patted the scum on his chest indifferently, and muttered: "This moon cake is made so soft, I can't help it if I want to drop the skin myself-"

As soon as he finished speaking, he patted his head in annoyance: "Oh-look at my memory, I brought something to Uncle Chang when I came back, and I forgot about it when I came over just now, Weaving Yu-"

Zhi Yu immediately stepped forward: "The carriage will stop in the outer courtyard, and the maid will go and get it." ”

Ling Yi nodded, her brows furrowed again, and she muttered, "It's so dark, although nothing will happen to this house, but-" She looked at Ling Wen with a plea in her tone: "Can the Wen steward go with my maid, she is a little girl, in case she stumbles somewhere, it makes me feel distressed." ”

Ling Wen got up without thinking about it, "The eldest lady ordered, how can you not obey, let me go and get the lamp." ”

Ling Wen soon came out with an oil lamp, and Zhi Yu embarrassedly blessed him, and said goodbye to Ling Yi, and then left with Ling Wen.

There were suddenly two fewer people in the courtyard, and it seemed much more deserted, Ling Yi and Ling Chang sat opposite each other, and the weaving fan stood obediently behind Ling Yi without saying a word.

Ling Chang thought that Ling Yi was just coming to sit for a while, but now seeing the latter staring at him, he finally understood that Ling Yi must have something to say to him, and it was also intentional to take Ling Wen away.

"Miss, if you have anything to ask, just ask, the old slave is a member of the Ling family in this life, and he is a ghost of the Ling family in death, so he will not hide it from the eldest lady." Ling Chang got straight to the point.

Ling Yi was not embarrassed, and asked directly: "Actually, I have also asked this question before, about the life experience of the Wen Steward-" She saw Ling Chang's eyes obviously flustered for a moment, and immediately said: "Uncle Chang, don't worry, I asked this not to do anything bad for him, in fact, I know that the Wen Steward is not Uncle Chang's biological son." ”

She spoke so calmly, as if it wasn't a secret, but something that everyone knew, she had known for a long time. Ling Chang was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer for a while.

"The clerk doesn't look like Uncle Chang, although it can be explained by "he looks more like his mother", but my intuition tells me that it's not like that.

You love him, but you also fear him, and even respect him, as a father, how can you have such a strange relationship with your son.

He has a super high insight and cognition that a house slave cannot have, and even has great ambitions, and not only that, but he also has a huge information channel.

Uncle Chang, don't tell me these characteristics of his, just because he doesn't like mediocrity, just because he is studious, and from his eyes, I can't see the desire for power and wealth.

But in fact, he was really moving towards power and wealth, and what did he want to do? ”

Ling Chang was stunned by Ling Wen's words, and could only look at her blankly, with obvious fear in his eyes, like a secret hidden in the deepest part, and finally one day, he was put in the open air.

"Miss-you-don't force the old slave--the old slave really-doesn't know anything, Wen'er he-is the son of the old slave, that's all." (To be continued.) )