It has even reached the point where even the old lady's birthday can't be returned.

However, this is also in line with the consistent style of the second lady, without the hidden danger of the second young master, the inheritance will fall into Ling Dan's hands.

However, the third aunt will not stop there, she must be looking for an opportunity to take revenge on the second lady.

Ling Yanglu was immersed in her own fantasies, and Ju'er hurried over and said something in Ling Yanglu's ear.

Hearing this, Ling Yanglu was furious, but because many people were present, he had to suppress his emotions.

She asked in a cold voice, "Who did it?"

When something like this happened, the first thing she suspected was Ling Yingxi.

"Miss Hui, I haven't found out yet, but I'm already checking it, and I think there will be results soon. Ju'er was cautious, for fear that one would make Ling Yanglu unhappy if she was not careful.

The priceless gold silk skirt was destroyed to the point that it was almost a pile of rags, and no one would give up.

What's more, this time, Ling Yanglu has ulterior motives?

Ling Yanglu was angry and confused, but also flustered.

If she, the "No. 1 talented woman in the capital", doesn't give a gift, what face does she have, and what identity does she use to marry Zhao Yu of Jinzhi Yuye?

Among celebrities and aristocrats, one is to look at the family background, the second is to look at the face and talent, and the third is to look at the personality characteristics.

There was no gift at the old lady's birthday banquet, which was to give everyone a message that the second room of the prime minister's house was not compatible with the old lady.

It also shows that she Ling Yanglu has a proud personality and does not take her elders seriously.

Two fatal titles, placed on Ling Yanglu's body, I am afraid that it will be difficult to turn over.

At this point, Ling Yang couldn't hide his panic in his eyes, and in order to cover up, he had to pick up the wine glass on the table.

I don't know if it's anger or fear, the hand holding the wine glass trembled, and the wine in the wine glass was shaken out a lot by Ling Yanglu.

Ju'er was startled, and hurriedly took out a silk handkerchief to wipe it for Ling Yanglu.

"Miss, don't panic, what if you don't have a golden silk skirt, Miss's dancing skills are a must, Miss, you dance a song for the old lady, and you can also shock the four. ”

Ju'er showed her advice for Ling Yang.

Ling Yanglu thought for a moment, and the panic in her eyes gradually subsided.

A few days ago, she made a new dance, this dance was carefully choreographed, and she wanted to take it out when necessary, but she didn't expect to be forced to use it here.

Ling Yanglu was unwilling, but she was helpless, because she only had this way now.

When this matter is over, she will definitely kill the man who does not know whether he is alive or dead!

Ling Yanglu calmed down, drank all the wine in the wine glass, got up and walked to the middle.

Ling Yanglu said to the old lady: "Today is your birthday, Yanglu will present a dance, wishing you a long life than Nanshan and blessings like the East China Sea." ”

The old lady smiled, very happy.

Ling Yingxi raised her eyebrows slightly, what about the golden silk skirt?

Isn't it the budget-conscious Ling Yanglu, who was also cheated once?

I have to say that Ling Yanglu has a lot of enemies, and she doesn't have to make a move, and someone can't help but frame Ling Yanglu.

Ling Yingxi leaned on the red sandalwood chair, a little lazy, because she was still young, her face was red, and her beautiful eyes were clear and smart, this appearance looked a little cute.

The afterglow swept to Ju'er, who left in a hurry, and a hint of playfulness flashed in her eyes.

"Xuan'er, you follow Ju'er to have a look. Ling Yingxi said.

Xuan'er was a little puzzled and spoke softly, but seeing Ju'er's urgent face, the eldest lady suddenly changed her mind, so she understood a little and obediently followed.

The maid held a pot of gold dust and stood aside waiting for Ling Yanglu.

Ling Yanglu didn't jump in a hurry, but walked up to Ling Yingxi, her tone was gentle and sincere, "Sister, my sister needs to play music for this dance, my sister likes to blow the flute, can you accompany my sister?"

There are no threats and lies, which pushed Ling Yingxi to the forefront and attracted much attention.

Disagree, one is to drop the handle, and the other is to sit in the name of the straw bag.

And if she agreed, her intuition told Ling Yingxi that there was fraud in it, and she needed to be cautious.

Ling Yanglu saw that Ling Yingxi didn't answer for a long time, and comforted her very well-informed: "As long as my sister blows a song that she is good at, my sister will be able to keep up." ”

On the surface, she gave Ling Yingxi a step and wronged herself, but in fact, she secretly ridiculed Ling Yingxi for not knowing anything, and she had both Ling Yang and Lude.

"The eldest lady has wronged herself so much, what reason does the second lady have to refuse?" one of them chimed in.

"Yes, yes, it can't be that the second miss is really as rumored to be empty?"

Ling Yingxi glanced at the person who was coaxing, this person was Ling Yanglu's admirer, and he would give Ling Yanglu a lot of treasures worth thousands of gold almost every day.

Ling Yanglu saw that her goal had been achieved, and she was about to stop, after all, she didn't want a good show to be ruined by Ling Yingxi.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yingxi actually agreed.

"Okay, since my sister trusts my sister so much, how can my sister refuse?" Ling Yingxi was well-behaved and innocent.

Ling Yanglu was stunned for a moment, she meant to agree? How could it be......

In her opinion, Ling Yingxi was digging her own grave, but she still wanted to take her down.

A trace of disdain flashed in Ling Yanglu's eyes.

A maid handed a long flute to Ling Yingxi.

"Sister, please. Ling Yingxi was smiling, extremely calm, and not at all delicate.

Hearing that there was a tune to listen to, Zhao Yu's eyes that had no focus are now a lot clearer, but he still can't arouse any interest.

Zhao Yu likes to listen to music, but the woman in the boudoir has not experienced the warmth and coldness of the world, and the music she blows is not as passionate and emotional as those Jianghu musicians.

Ling Yanglu was full of confidence, walked up to the maid with gold powder, and grabbed a handful.

Everyone looked at each other, not understanding why Ling Yanglu did this.

"Sister, let's start?" Ling Yanglu held a winning attitude, waiting for Ling Yingxi to make a fool of herself.

Ling Yingxi put the flute to her lips, and Ling Yanglu began to wave her sleeves.

Ling Yanglu was wearing a gorgeous gauze dress, and when she waved it, her gauze skirt was like a light cloud, and she moved lightly like a lotus step, like a fairy like a spirit. The posture is like a swallow, and the clothes are fluttering, which really has the potential of an ayaba fairy.

The corners of Ling Yingxi's mouth hooked slightly, and the melodious sound of the flute sounded.

The sound of the flute is sometimes illusory, sometimes high and sometimes low, flickering and unpredictable. At first, it was like a continuous drizzle, one after another, crisp and short. When the sound gradually increases, it is like a spring water rushing stone, urgent and urgent, and a sense of slaughter.

The subtle, deep and pleasing music brings everyone into the illusion created by the song.

First of all, the spring rain continues, the petals gradually open, and then the flowers are splendid, the sound of the birds is pleasant, a hundred flowers compete for beauty, and the scenery of a hundred birds and phoenixes; the sound of the flute gradually lightened, the spring flowers wither, the drizzle gradually decreased, if there is nothing, all the sounds are silent.

Everyone woke up suddenly, but the thirteen-year-old girl performed this song vividly, calling such a genius to call straw bag waste?

How blind are they to believe such a thing?

Looking at the middle, Ling Yanglu was slim, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, but it was a little far-fetched. Looking closely, Ling Yanglu's forehead was still covered with sweat.

And Ling Yingxi looked relaxed, calm and light.

Ling Yingxi glanced at the crooked word "Shou" at Ling Yanglu's feet and raised her eyebrows.

"Is this 'Falling Spring'?" Zhao Yu asked.

The daughters couldn't help but be surprised, King Qi hadn't said a word since he came in, and now the first sentence was actually said to Ling Yingxi.

Ling Yingxi blessed her body and replied, "Exactly." ”

The crowd gasped.

Qin Xianqu Xian's "Falling Spring" contains multiple contexts and profound tunes, and no one has been able to play it so far.

Empress Zhong's eyes narrowed slightly, she brought Zhao Yu here just to let him see if there was a woman he liked, and now it seems that there is a play.