Meng Ying and her baby daughter came belatedly, Qi Chen's candle hair was pulled with only a hairpin, the blue long skirt mopped the floor, and she was slender and beautiful.

All the young ladies with golden branches and jade leaves are slightly inferior.

"Why is Chen Candle so simple?" Aunt Cui said.

Meng Ying sat down and replied with a smile: "The child likes it, saying that it is to save expenses for the Marquis Mansion of Rinbei, and he has to start with the eldest lady, but I can't persuade him." ”

"Oh, it's really filial, but you dress up like a maid for the eldest lady, so it doesn't make sense."

Meng Ying's smile froze.

"Auntie." Qi Chenzhu blessed her, and her voice was soft and glutinous, "It is Chen Candle who wants to share his father's worries, the new emperor ascends the throne, the treasury is tight, and our Beihou Mansion should serve the country, and all of them are showy, and outsiders are afraid that they will not mistakenly think that we are embezzling national wealth, so it is unreasonable." ”

Qi Shi said: "Chen Candle is benevolent, and Mrs. is well educated. ”

"Husband's praise."

Seeing the two smiling sweetly, Yue Ling swallowed another bite of pastry and swallowed it.

"Eh, it's not just Sister Chenzhu." Aunt Cui's girl, Qi Yan, the second lady of the Qi family, exclaimed: "That is ......"

She pointed at Qi Yueling.

The latter had a look of "what does it have to do with me".

Meng Ying was stunned for a few seconds when she saw her.

Indeed, much more beautiful than her humble mother.

If it is said that Chen Candle is the bright moon, Yue Ling is the opposite, it is the scorching morning sun, she is different from the grace of the Central Plains women, very full of characteristics, with a long stream of water, and a sense of uninhibitedness, in order to stand out.

"Little girl Qi Yueling, I've seen you."

After going to the banquet, she went to catch fish, so she didn't pull her hair, but only tied a high ponytail with a red ribbon, which was cool and clean.

"Qi Yueling?" Qi Chenzhu said suspiciously, "Mother?" ”

Don't ask knowingly.

She didn't answer, and stared straight at Qi Shi first.

Qi Shi was embarrassed and didn't speak for a long time.

Yue Ling smiled contemptuously in his heart and said loudly: "Mother Bi Song." ”

"Bi Chung? The Raccoon Girl? ”

"It's really the daughter of the maid."

"Hiss~ She seems to be the eldest daughter."

……

Qi Shi's face was cold, and the word Bi Chung was like a sharp needle, piercing deep into his heart.

Meng Ying said: "Bi Chung is really blessed to have such a daughter, I think she is also blind in the sky." ”

Aunt Shen helped: "How can there be a lady who is blessed and long, Chen Zhu is well-behaved and sensible, and she shares her worries for her parents early, thinking that Qi Yue Ling has no such intentions, and the cold clothes she wears should only be worthy of this." ”

In the midst of laughter, Yue Ling sat down slowly.

"Miss......" Du Ruo worried.

"It doesn't matter." She took a sip of tea, "If I dare to come, it means that I can handle it, it's fine." ”

She looked at Qi Shi, who was also looking at herself.

Qi Shi has a good face, and he loves his maid all night, for fear that it will be a stain on his life, Yue Ling drank it all and avoided his gaze.

"Flower viewing." He said.

"I heard that the fourth lady is good at poetry and books, why don't you start with her?"

Fourth Miss Qi Qiuyue got up in panic and said tremblingly: "Offer... It's ugly. ”

She opened her mouth and groaned:

The spring night is cold, and the flowers are full of candles, and the screen is painted with jade faces

Wine flags, warm laughter and drunken night songs

"She deserves to be a talented woman." Aunt Cui smiled.

She blushed.

Meng Ying gave her daughter a look.

Qi Chenzhu: "Chenzhu is also ugly." ”

"The green grass flowers are smoky, and the south wind perches on the birds. In front of the Xiangqi window, who knows that spring is coming. ”

"Okay, the eldest lady is really famous."

"Knowing poetry and books, exporting into poems, talented women!"

"Seems to be better at it than Miss Four."

Meng Ying lightly hooked the corners of her mouth.

"Next, Qi Yueling." Aunt Shen proposed.

Yue Ling's heart tightened.

Du Ruo hurriedly knelt down: "Third lady, Yue Ling doesn't know poetry and books, and he still doesn't ......."

"Shut up!" Aunt Shen scolded angrily: "What's the matter with your slave, talk too much, come here, slap your mouth!" ”