Chapter 50: Slamming the Door
The news reached Jiang Lingran's ears.
Rao has already seen through the coldness of human nature, but she still can't help but feel sad at this time.
Why is it too anxious to fry each other!
Thousands of people listened to Xiang Zhu's words and said in disbelief: "They really came in the same carriage?" ”
Xiang Zhu nodded: "The slave was afraid that the words from the porter were wrong, so I went to see it." There really was only one carriage. ”
Men and women are defenseless, how can the two of them not understand the truth!
There is only one possibility of common neglect!
Thousands of people sneered.
The Jiang family was looking at Jiang Lingran and was not favored, so they couldn't wait to send Jiang Shiyun to the Hou Mansion as a concubine to preserve the relationship between the two mansions.
And Meng Zhipei really dared to use it with peace of mind!
Jiang Lingran hasn't come out of the moon yet.
How can they be so dirty and shameless!
She scolded angrily and didn't vomit unpleasantly, but looking at Jiang Lingran's lonely appearance, she suddenly didn't dare to speak.
Scolding that side, isn't it all about Jiang Lingran's heart?
Xiang Zhu was also worried about Jiang Lingran's emotions, and she regretted a little that she had passed the words in.
Wan Qianqian gently held Jiang Lingran's hand, and comforted him gently: "Don't be sad, we are still here." ”
"Let them do whatever they want, let's ignore it, the most important thing is to take care of your body."
Xiang Zhu nodded in agreement: "Qianqian girl is right. Don't be angry, girl, it's not worth it. ”
Jiang Lingran knew that they were worried about him, so he smiled: "I'm not angry. ”
As he spoke, he instructed Xiang Zhudao: "Just say that I am sick and do not see guests." ”
Xiang Zhu nodded yes and withdrew.
Qingyu came in with a decoction to relieve sweating: "The temperature is just right, girl, drink it." As he spoke, he put down another plate of sour plum preserves.
Wan Qianqian looked at the black-brown medicinal juice in the bowl, twisted his eyebrows and said in disgust: "Didn't you just drink a bowl just now, why do you want to drink it again?" ”
"This bowl is tonic solid." Jiang Lingran smiled and picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all.
Qingyu hurriedly rinsed her mouth, and took another candied fruit, and Jiang Lingran felt that her mouth was more refreshing.
She now has to drink this medicine four times a day, but once the strength of the medicine passes, she is still very soft.
Dr. Sun couldn't say why.
Uncle Wen is not there, and there is no reliable person to go and ask the doctor to come back for her.
After looking at it, the big tiger had been in the city for nearly three hours.
Jiang Lingran was in a mess in his heart, Uncle Wen was not a person without measure, and if he didn't return for so long, he must have encountered trouble.
Here, Xiang Zhu went to pass the word.
Jiang Shiyun squinted at the back of Xiangzhu, looked at Meng Zhipei's cold expression, rolled her eyes, and said angrily: "The fourth sister is too arrogant!" How could she lose the face of the Hou Ye like this, if it was known to outsiders, wouldn't she laugh at the Hou Ye for being incompetent, and she couldn't even control the back house woman! ”
Meng Zhipei didn't expect Jiang Lingran to give him a closed-door soup to eat, and he was secretly annoyed, but when he heard Jiang Shiyun's words, he felt that his face was even hotter, and the fire in his heart burned like oil.
This is the second time he has come to invite, and he has given her enough face, what is she not satisfied with?
She pretended to take Joe, what about when he had no temper?
Jiang Shiyun looked at Meng Zhipei, and said sadly: "This door is closed, we just want to sneak in, but we can't." Do you want to return in vain? ”
Wang Lu glanced at Jiang Shiyun, guessing her intention to sow discord.
Does the Jiang family's big house want to break off this in-law?
Probably not, there is no one who values interests more than them.
In vain? Meng Zhipei thought of the fecal water splashed on the gate this morning, and his face was even colder.
The light of his eyes said fiercely: "Wang Lu, go and smash the door open for Benhou!" ”
Today is a bundle, and he will tie this slut back!
Wang Lu was dumbfounded when he heard this, didn't he come to invite someone this time?
If he slammed the door, wouldn't his relationship with Jiang Lingran be even more incompatible?
After being stunned for a moment, Wang Lu immediately responded loudly.
He is very happy to see Meng Zhipei die!
The atmosphere in the warm pavilion is quiet and solemn, and the sound of slamming the door again and again at the lining door is particularly worrying.
The faces of thousands of angry people turned blue, and their fists were clenched tightly.
He is looking at Jiang Lingran and no one supports him, so he dares to bully him again and again!
Xiang Zhu said worriedly: "Girl, there are only five people on duty in the concierge now. "The rest of the people were taken away by the big tiger to find Uncle Wen." ... I'm afraid I'm invincible. ”
Jiang Lingran slowly turned the cup in his hand and didn't make a sound.
In the mist of tea, she suddenly returned to the day when she died together in her previous life.
Meng Zhipei, Meng Zhipei, it's not fun to die once, right?
The slamming of the door stopped!
Jiang Lingran put down the teacup, got up and told Qingyu: "You are here with Qianqian, wait for me to come back." ”
Wan Qianqian then stood up: "Are you going out to meet him?" I'll go with you! ”
In Yixiang Pavilion, he was able to beat Jiang Ling's small birth, and today he smashed the door and broke into the courtyard without any scruples, which shows that he is a ruthless person.
She couldn't let Jiang Lingran go to see him alone!
Jiang Lingran said with a smile: "How can you get involved in the affairs between husband and wife, a little girl who is not married?" As he spoke, he took out the dagger in his sleeve and showed her: "You see, I have a self-defense dagger, and there will be no danger." ”
Thousands did not believe this.
If not, what would she do with the dagger? It can be seen that she has no bottom in her heart.
But he also understood that it was really difficult for him to come forward, and said: "I'll just stay alone, you can take Qingyu with you, and multiple people will take care of it." ”
As he spoke, he told Xiang Zhu Qingyu: "You are smart, if there is any danger, come and inform me immediately." ”
Although she herself has no deterrent power, her father is the imperial history of the Inspectorate, and with this, Meng Zhipei has to restrain his words and deeds in front of him.
The two nodded yes and helped Jiang Lingran out.
Meng Zhipei glanced at the porter who was knocked to the ground like mud, and entered the Zhuangzi with an elegant posture.
Familiar with the road came to Jiang Lingran's yard.
I saw her standing under the porch wearing a moon-white cloak of fox fur, her eyebrows and eyes were cold, and her breath was cold.
Meng Zhipei was disgusted with her who was so inferior, and the anger in his heart rose a little higher.
But with Jiang Shiyun here, he can't say anything unpleasant.
sneered: "You are getting more and more inches now!" ”
Jiang Lingran's gaze swept over Meng Zhipei's angry face, and fell on Jiang Shiyun, who was following behind him.
Jiang Shiyun noticed Jiang Lingran's eyes.
A mixture of joy and indomitable courage after seizing Jiang Lingran's beloved thing suddenly rose in his heart.
Suppressing the ridicule that was about to come out, Jiang Shiyun looked at Jiang Lingran with a twisted look: "Fourth sister, don't make trouble, grandmother has been sick for many days because of you." Today, Master Hou can pick you up regardless of his previous suspicions, he is already magnanimous, don't be willful, go back. ”
Meng Zhipei only felt that every word of Jiang Shiyun had entered his heart.
took a deep breath, temporarily suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with disappointment and blame: "Look at the fifth sister, you should be more sensible!" ”
Jiang Lingran's eyes were deep, his expression was shocked, and he listened indifferently to the two singing and harmonizing.
The hand under the cloak gently rubbed the dagger that was stained with the temperature of her palm.
A dagger made of pig iron may still be hot.
Unpredictable, it is even colder and harder than pig iron.