Chapter 142: Good acting, good means
Looking at Xia Yurou, who was walking towards Old Madam Fang, Wei's face was no longer ordinarily ugly.
She looked coldly at Xia Yurou in front of her, and the cold color in her eyes swept over like ice thorns.
Xia Yurou, who ignored her mother's face even when she saw this, walked directly to Old Madam Fang and knelt down.
"The granddaughter is not filial, and during this time she gave her grandmother a surprise and has been hiding in the Zhuangzi to practice dancing. I couldn't take my knees during this time, be filial to my grandmother, and ask my grandmother for forgiveness. ”
She was originally the delicate one. With such a soft and soft tone, coupled with her reasons, it was perfect.
Xia Qingtong couldn't help but applaud this sister in her heart.
Good, good acting, good means, good excuses.
Obviously, she went to the family temple, but it was definitely impossible for the Xia family to say that she was going to the family temple for the sake of fame.
People outside don't know that if a concubine doesn't appear for so long, she will always think about her mother-in-law's intolerance.
But there is such an excuse, how perfect.
"Good boy. Good boy. Not to mention that Old Madam Fang was moved, and helped Xia Yurou up with tears in her eyes.
It was the other ladies sitting on the side, who looked at Xia Yurou with a little more secret appreciation.
There are people whose disciples are slightly inferior to the Hou Mansion and have begun to think about the possibility of marriage.
On the male side, Xia Ruixuan's face turned blue. He never thought that this sister could make such a big move.
If she wants to do this, she can't do it as a person in the family temple.
He couldn't help but go to see Xia Zhongyuan, wanting to see if he had also contributed to Xia Yurou's return.
Xia Zhongyuan's expression was completely unexpected and complicated. Obviously, he didn't seem to know about it.
Xia Ruixiang looked at his sister-in-law, and was so satisfied with his sister's hand today. He even deliberately wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes, and turned to look at Ming Yue and the others.
"The sixth prince, the seventh prince, let you see and laugh. I didn't expect my sister to be so pure and filial. I was really touched that my grandmother could endure not returning home for so long in order to make my grandmother happy. ”
Ming Huan was okay, and then echoed a sentence: "Sister Ling's filial piety is touching." It's really touching. ”
Ming Yue sat there without saying a word, and when he looked closely, there was a flash of mockery in his eyes.
But he didn't speak, and Xia Ruixiang wasn't annoyed. The sixth prince has always been like this, and when he said that just now, he just knew Xia Yurou's thoughts, and brushed up his sister's favor in front of Ming Yue.
Xia Ruixuan, who was sitting in the same place, really wanted to arrest Xia Ruixiang and beat him.
When he looked at Ming Yue and the others again, he was a little more displeased.
What about being good-looking, but being born royal? is so visionless, I actually like Xia Yurou like this.
He wanted to talk to Xia Qingtong and let her stay away from these two people.
At that end, the scene of Mrs. Fang and Xia Yurou's love and filial piety was finally over. Old Madam Fang held Xia Yurou's hand and asked her to sit next to her.
"Good boy, sit and watch the play first. You've worked hard all this time. I'm tired and thin. Promise me that next time, even if you prepare a birthday gift for me, you won't be tired. ”
The corners of Xia Qingtong's mouth are slightly hooked, thin? Why does she think that Xia Yurou's complexion is not bad?
I don't know how many days I have been out of the family temple, and I suddenly regretted it a little. I knew that when Ming Yue said to help, even if she couldn't get rid of Xia Yurou, she should have people stare at her.
Wei's hands were clenched into fists, and he used all his willpower to endure it, but he still couldn't restrain it.