Chapter 229: Lu Chengyu's past, Mingyue was drunk
It's early autumn after the height of summer.
When the night breeze blew, Leng Mingyue gathered the cloak on her shoulders and drew the eyebrows of Qingdai together, a little squeamish, and a little pitiful.
She didn't cultivate in the end, as soon as the weather was cold, she needed to add clothes like all ordinary people, of course, when she used her divine power, it would be counted.
"Miss Leng, please, the prime minister, the prime minister's wife and the son are waiting for you in the courtyard."
The steward of the Prime Minister's Mansion led the way with a respectful attitude.
After handing over the cloak to the maidservant of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Leng Mingyue walked straight into the courtyard and found that the music played by the musician inside was a collection of singing and dancing accompaniment performed by Chu Hong during this time.
It can be seen that Mrs. Zuo really loves music.
"Oh, Miss Leng is here, this body is so beautiful, it sets off your face."
Mrs. Zuo got up to greet her in person, held Leng Mingyue's hands, smiled kindly and brought Leng Mingyue to the case.
She is a well-maintained lady, her ten fingers do not touch the spring water, and her eyebrows and eyes are kind.
Prime Minister Lu Cheng and Lu Chengyu nodded in greeting, and after pushing the cup and changing the lamp, Prime Minister Zuo's wife chatted with Leng Mingyue about family life, and the two men left the table first because of other things.
"I'm afraid who's here to give a gift and ask for a meeting." The Prime Minister's wife shook her head, unable to tell whether she was happy or tired.
A month ago, their mansion was not so lively until the Jiang family fell.
"The Jiang family lost too quickly, and I still feel that it was a dream." The Prime Minister's wife sighed:
"After Jiang Zhenshan's death, Jiang Guifei was also grounded by Emperor Yan, and the mansion that had been stepped on by someone in the past had been locked and sealed, and no one dared to approach.
On the night Jiang Caiwei and Jiang Caiqiong were beaten, there was no place to settle down to heal, but Chengyu couldn't look past it, so he took in the second daughter and dealt with Jiang Zhenshan's aftermath by the way. ”
Leng Mingyue raised her glass to drink sweet fruit wine, her eyes flashed, she went to the Holy Temple to see Shen Lichuan that night, and she didn't know what happened later.
When she returned to the imperial capital, Jiang Caiqiong was already dead, and Jiang Caiwei went to the country where her biological mother was.
"Miss Leng, you must ...... Don't blame Chengyu for doing this. The Prime Minister's wife looked embarrassed:
"We Chengyu Qimen Destiny awakened late, before awakening, everyone insulted him behind his back and scolded him, and those who were bold ridiculed him to his face.
I, a mother, almost never saw him smile later, only Jiang Caiwei treated him well, would speak for him and help him redress his grievances, so he plunged into it without hesitation. ”
"Understandable." Leng Mingyue bowed her head gently, no wonder the young man was cold and silent.
"That's good." The Prime Minister's wife wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and continued to talk about other things.
Leng Mingyue listened quietly, nodding her head from time to time, and occasionally talking freely.
At the end of the banquet, the prime minister's wife ordered someone to call Lu Chengyu and asked Lu Chengyu to send Leng Mingyue back, and kept giving her son a look:
Where can I find such a good girl as Leng Mingyue, who is not ten thousand times stronger than Jiang Caiwei? Hurry up!
Lu Chengyu knew his mother's plan, and he was unmoved, feeling that it was not appropriate to send the woman back to the house in the middle of the night, and the house had a maidservant mother-in-law.
Moreover, Leng Mingyue should have a sweetheart, the one who kissed her on Qingyun Street.
The prime minister's wife is angry.
Leng Mingyue, who lowered her head, didn't know that Lu Chengyu's mother and son had already talked a few times with their eyes, she propped up her arms and got up, and said softly:
"It's okay, the carriage of the Leng Mansion is just outside, and I'm myself-".
Before she could finish her sentence, as soon as she stood up, she felt the aftermath of the sweet wine rush to her brain, and she fell backwards in a dizziness.