Ji Ziheng looked at Qing Yingpian and was quite disgusted in his heart.

He was not at all interested in this woman. But in his heart, he never wanted to believe that Qing An was not interested in him. I was going to go with Qing Ying and observe Qing An's expression. But when he looked over, the people who had been standing there were now empty.

Suddenly, Ji Ziheng's face turned cold.

Why did this hateful woman run away without saying a word?

Ji Ziheng's eyes kept searching around, looking for Qing Anzai's figure. However, after looking around, I found that Qing Anzai was long gone.

"Ji Gongzi, why don't you ignore the little girl? But what are the bad things about the little woman's words? If you don't think it's good, you can point it out. Qing Ying looked at Ji Ziheng pitifully, looking like he had been wronged.

But after Ji Ziheng heard this, he frowned at that time, after all, his mind was now full of finding the woman who was in Qing'an.

He glanced at Qing Yinglian with cold eyes, and said, "Miss Qing, men and women don't kiss each other, and I hope you respect yourself." This son has other things, so I'll leave first. ”

Seeing that there was no Qing An here for a long time, Ji Ziheng dropped a word and left directly.

Such an indifferent and ruthless attitude made Qing Yingpian's heart suffer a great setback.

She couldn't understand what she was worse than Qing An, and why all the attention was on her.

Thinking of this, Qing Ying's mentality became more and more distorted, and a fierceness flashed in his eyes.

Qing An, you wait for me!

Qing An was following Qing Bu's side, and was walking towards the mansion at the moment.

But as soon as he crossed the threshold, he yawned coldly.

Qing Buli heard the movement, looked at Qing Anzai worriedly, and asked, "Anzai, but the weather is not very good these days, so you are cold?" ”

For Qing Buli's concern, Qing An smiled lightly and said, "Sister is too worried, I'm fine." That was what she said, but she was mindful of it.

At that moment just now, she had a bad premonition in her heart.

Subconsciously, Qing Buli glanced around, and then his gaze stopped, as if he had thought of something.

"Why didn't you see the second sister?" Qing An said.

Saying this, Qing Buli also noticed that his attention was also brought over.

Because I was going to ask Mrs. Murong for peace later, Qing Ying was pitiful, and if people didn't go, the etiquette would not be thorough. While Qing Yan was still entertaining, Qing Buli sent someone to find someone.

But Qing Anzai's heart is very clear, I'm afraid that Qing Yinglian is immersed in Ji Ziheng's dream at this moment.

However, Qing Yingpian came back faster than expected, and seeing her expression, it was difficult to hide her displeasure, and Qing An had a number in her heart. I'm afraid that Qing Ying's heart is budding, and Ji Ziheng doesn't pay attention to it at all, so it's like this.

Speaking of which, Qing Yinglian doesn't look at what kind of person she is, as a concubine, she actually wants to climb Ji Ziheng's noble identity, which is simply a pipe dream.

However, Qing Anzai was still deliberately disgusted, and stepped forward to say hello.

Qing Yinglian looked directly at Qing Anzai, and forced a smile. But the anger in her eyes was really seen by Qing Anzai. Such a smile is even more ugly than crying.

It didn't take long to say that Qing Yan came over and led Qing An Zai and the others towards the main hall.

Although it is said that today's Zhenguo General's Mansion is not as good as before, the name is there, and there is also the relationship between the prime minister. The pomp and circumstance of Old Madam Murong's birthday was still not small, and when Qing'an passed, there were many people lined up at the door.

However, Murong Shi is the granddaughter of Old Lady Murong, and she is also the wife of the Prime Minister, and she told the maid to pass it on, and everyone went in.

The maid lifted the curtain, and Qing An walked behind Qing Buli. Before he could go inside, he heard a burst of laughter. When I walked inside, I saw a room full of people, sitting or standing, some of them covering their sleeves and laughing, and some of them talking, so lively.

The white-haired old man led by him was dressed in luxurious clothes, and even when he reached the age of the old woman, he did not hide his dignity and style. When he saw Qing Yan and the others coming, he hurriedly beckoned them and called them over, this should be Old Madam Murong.

"I've seen my grandmother." The four of them laughed in unison, "Congratulations to my grandmother for her blessing in the East China Sea and longevity in Nanshan." ”

When Old Madam Murong heard this, she laughed from ear to ear and called them to her one by one.

Sometimes Murong Shi has nothing to do, she will come back with Qing Buli and Qing Bu regrets, so Old Madam Murong is no stranger to this, and she laughed with them.

Qing does not regret that although she sometimes likes to play pranks, her small mouth is as sweet as honey, which makes Old Madam Murong smile from ear to ear.

After the two of them went down, Old Madam Murong called Qing An and Qing Yinglian to him.

"You're the third sister?" Old Madam Murong said kindly.

After hearing this, Qing An nodded slightly: "Yes, grandmother." ”

When the old lady heard this, she smiled lightly and nodded, but there was a deep meaning in her eyes: "She really looks good, just like your mother." ”

For this compliment, Qing Anzai was a little surprised.

In his own impression, not only did he never see the old lady for so long, but he didn't even have the memory of the original owner. Listening to the meaning of Old Madam Murong's words, she should have met Aunt Gu.

But before Qing'an could reply, someone stepped forward and said with a smile: "Old lady, this is clearly the same as Jun'er." Look at these eyebrows, those who don't know think it's carved out of a mold. ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of many people in the room changed, and even Old Madam Murong's smile stiffened.

Qing An lowered his hand, his eyes were deep. She knew that the Jun'er mentioned by the other party was Murong Jun, the younger brother who came to the Zhenguo General's Mansion from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Auntie, you see you talking nonsense, which makes the old ancestor unhappy again!" A cold voice reached my ears.

After hearing this, Qing An hurriedly looked over.

I saw a young man who looked like himself wearing a dark blue straight shirt and walking slowly from a distance. As the man said, this man and himself seemed to be carved out of the same image.

When he saw this young man, a burst of sadness surged in Qing An's heart, and his eyes were completely red uncontrollably.

Maybe it's because this body still has some feelings from the original owner, it seems that for so many years, she has been missing this brother who she has never met.

However, the young man didn't have a glance at Qing'an, and walked directly to Old Madam Murong's side, comforting him softly.

The young man was very sensible, and the old lady soon burst into laughter.