Qiao Hansheng has never had a good impression of Ji Zheng, and the most common thing he said was to let Qiao Ling stay away from Ji Zheng.

Now, Yelan said the same thing to her.

Qiao Ling didn't understand, the second brother did have a bad temper, and he was also fierce when he fought, but he had never hurt innocent people, why did everyone else have to guard against him like this.

"Sister Lan, the second brother was very good to you at the beginning, don't talk about him like that."

Qiao Ling maintained in a low voice, when the Lanxiang Pavilion was rebuilt, Ji Zheng said that he wanted to find a troupe to stay there, and many troupes flocked to it at that time, using eighteen kinds of martial arts for Ji Zheng to choose.

can live a peaceful life, who wants to wander around?

Yelan took Lan Xi into Lanxiang Pavilion at that time, she played the pipa well, and she was born with a good voice, which was amazing enough, but she didn't even have a musician who played gongs and drums for her.

Ji Zheng finally left her and Lanxi, and did not let her integrate into other people's troupes, but recruited troops, set up a troupe for her, and made her the pillar of Lanxiang Pavilion, and became one of the best corners in Hengcheng.

After Yelan became popular, how many people came here, some of them were full of lust, they wanted to kiss Fangze, and some of them were itchy and wanted to snatch people home, but they were all blocked by Ji Zheng.

She said that she didn't sell her body, so he didn't even want her to do things like laughing and drinking.

On Ji Zheng's territory, she is not a cheap actor, she is a famous actor with thousands of styles.

In Qiao Ling's view of right and wrong, others can say bad things about Ji Zheng, but Yelan shouldn't.

mentioned that at the beginning, Yelan shook his head, and then smiled: "Yes, he was very good to me and gave me a place to stay, but didn't I help him earn it back?" At the beginning, I only took a small head of the reward given by those people. ”

Qiao Ling talked to her about love, she talked about money with Qiao Ling, and the reality was chilling.

Qiao Ling's eyes widened slightly, looking at Yelan in disbelief.

Yelan seemed to think her reaction was funny, and raised her hand to touch Qiao Ling's face, but Qiao Ling turned his head to avoid it.

Yelan didn't feel embarrassed, she withdrew her hand and said coldly: "Xiao Ling'er, no one in this world will remember a person's kindness for the rest of his life, Ji Zheng has his wolf ambitions, but I just want a peaceful life, what he can't give me, others can give it, I naturally want to go with others." ”

"You're in Lanxiang Pavilion, and no one can hurt you."

With him, you can concentrate on singing your drama and being your horn, isn't it free and stable enough?

Qiao Ling stiffened his face, a little angry, he was upset for Ji Zheng, and he was very glad, glad that Ji Zheng was not here, if he heard this, he would definitely be very sad.

"Silly girl, you don't understand ......"

Yelan sighed and shook her head, looking tired, not wanting to talk to Qiao Lingduo anymore.

Qiao Ling didn't want to tell her about what she didn't have anymore, so she got up and picked up the medicine bowl: "I just drank the medicine, you can rest well." "After that, he walked out the door.

Qiao Ling really didn't understand Yelan's thoughts, and he couldn't even understand Qiao Hansheng and Ji Zheng's thoughts.

They always treat her as a child who doesn't know anything about the world, and hides everything they do and says to keep her from knowing, how can she understand?

With her heart blocked, her face was still tense after she went out, and her emotions were all written on it, Lan Xi was startled, and helped her close the door and followed: "Sister Ling'er, what's wrong with you?" But what did Sister Lan say that made you sad? ”

After following Yelan for so long, Lan Xi's heart and Qiao Ling have not changed much, Qiao Ling is close to her, she can't help but feel depressed, her eyes are hot, the tip of her nose is sour, and her throat is choked and she can't speak.

Lan Xi was at a loss, and hurriedly took a handkerchief and handed it to her: "Sister Ling'er, don't cry, Sister Lan is uncomfortable, and her temper is bigger, she has no bad intentions." ”

She has no bad intentions, but she lost half of her life when she hurt Ji Zheng, and now she still says such affectionate words, which hurts people's hearts so much, how can she still believe her?

The more Qiao Ling thought about it, the more sad she became, and she couldn't help but cry, an old woman in a gray short jacket came over and said in surprise: "Why is Miss Ling'er crying?" ”

After speaking, without waiting for Qiao Ling to answer, his eyes glared at Lan Xi fiercely: "Idiot, you don't want to live anymore, don't you know what Miss Ling'er's identity is?" ”

Lan Xi's face changed when she saw this old woman, and when she heard this, she knelt down and begged for mercy loudly: "Mother Zhang, the slave doesn't have it, is it...... It's ......"

Lan Xi swallowed and vomited, and didn't dare to shake Yelan out, Zhang's mother couldn't see her spitting and spitting, and raised her hand to hit her, but was stopped by Qiao Ling: "It's just that her eyes got into the sand, don't blame her." ”

Rao is like this, Zhang's mother also snorted coldly on her toes, and said contemptuously: "I can't explain such a trivial matter clearly, it's just a waste, why don't you go back quickly, what is the pestle doing here?" ”

Lan Xi didn't dare to talk to Qiao Ling anymore, got up from the ground, lowered his head and went back to Yelan's room.

Thinking of what Yelan had just said, Qiao Ling felt sad in his heart.

When he was in Lanxiang Pavilion, no one dared to speak to Lan Xi like this.

Yelan said that what Ji Zheng didn't give her, and if someone else gave it, she would go with someone else, so is this life like this what she wants?

Qiao Ling was fascinated, and when Mother Zhang faced her, she changed her face and put on a slight smirk: "Miss Ling'er, our lady invites you to come over and talk for a while." ”

The lady in Zhang's mother's mouth is Zhang Wanfang, the wife of Old Man Ji, and she is the only one in the entire Ji family who can be called Mrs.

After Mr. Ji married her, he successively carried eight aunts home, these aunts are all fat and thin, and their means are also different, but none of them can shake her position as a wife.

There are many speculations about this Mrs. Ji.

Some people say that the four aunts of the Ji family who died early all died at the hands of Mrs. Ji.

Some people also say that Ji Xun, the eldest young master of the Ji family, is actually not Mrs. Ji's biological son, but she snatched it from a dead aunt.

There are different opinions, and the only thing in common is that everyone knows that Mrs. Ji is a ruthless and hidden character.

Qiao Ling has not learned Mrs. Ji's methods, she has not come to Ji's house many times, she basically follows Ji Zheng like a little tail, she has never seen Mrs. Ji, I only heard that she has long been separated from Mr. Ji, and she lives in a small courtyard with a small Buddha hall, eating fasting and reciting Buddha all day long.

So when she heard that Mrs. Ji wanted to see her, Qiao Ling was very surprised and worried, but out of courtesy, she still obediently followed Mama Zhang.

Mrs. Ji's place of residence is in the southeast corner, far away from Yelan's courtyard, and you have to go through the backyard, bypass the promenade, and then lift the curtain and walk through a few arches to get there.

All the way twists and turns, Qiao Ling was dizzy, and he couldn't remember the way back at all.

Mrs. Ji's yard is twice as big as the one where Yelan lives, and there are flowers and an osmanthus tree planted in the yard, but unfortunately it is not the season now, and the fragrance of osmanthus cannot be smelled.

There was no sound of wooden fish in the courtyard, Mrs. Ji didn't chant in the Buddhist hall, Mother Zhang led Qiao Ling to the door, stood sideways, knocked on the door three times lightly, and then lowered her head and said respectfully: "Madam, Miss Ling'er has arrived." ”

Mrs. Ji was born in a large family, and Mama Zhang still retains those strict rules, which are exquisite and strict, which makes Qiao Ling unconsciously tense her body.

It was only after a moment that someone in the room responded: "Come in!" ”

Zhang's mother pushed open the door, stood by the door but didn't go in, only raised her hand to signal Qiao Ling to go inside.

Qiao Ling stepped into the house, and Zhang's mother closed the door in the back.

There were no windows in the room, the light was a little dim, the octagonal incense burner was burning, and the smell of sandalwood came to the face.

Mrs. Ji sat at the top with her eyes closed, and there were two maids in pink clothes waiting for her, she was wearing a navy blue short jacket, and below was a winter skirt of the same color, and the jacket and skirt were embroidered with large clusters of begonia flowers with silver thread, graceful and luxurious.

She is holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, a jade necklace the size of a soybean hanging around her neck, her hair is meticulously coiled, and she is inserted with a glass hairpin, like those noble ladies in Beijing in the opera.

But now many ladies in Hengcheng have begun to perm their hair and wear cheongsams and shoulders, and she seems to have been forgotten here by the times.

But she wasn't very old, her face was well maintained, and she didn't look like a woman in her fifties, but more like a woman in her thirties and forties.

She is not as unsightly as rumored, and she can vaguely see the delicate appearance of her youth between her eyebrows.

After quickly looking at it, Qiao Ling bowed and said in a decent manner: "Qiao Ling has seen Madame." ”

Qiao Ling is only familiar with Ji Zheng, and when he saw the old man before, he never called his uncle, but when he saw her now, he could naturally only call him Mrs.

Hearing Qiao Ling's voice, Mrs. Ji slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were a little cloudy, which did not prevent her from examining Qiao Ling.

The gaze was slightly cold, containing very complex emotions, Qiao Ling was a little uncomfortable to see, and clenched the handkerchief in his hand.

I don't know how long it took, the gaze finally eased, Mrs. Ji nodded, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and she smiled: "I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect to become such a beautiful big girl, sit down and talk to me." ”

Haven't you never seen it?

Qiao Ling thought in his heart, and walked to the side and sat down, and one of the pink-clothed maids stepped forward to pour tea for Qiao Ling.

"Thank you!"

Qiao Ling thanked her, because the maid was in the way, she couldn't see the gloomy color on Mrs. Ji's face: Say thank you to a subordinate, it's really a little family, and she has never seen the world!

Qiao Ling didn't know what Mrs. Ji was thinking, so she picked up the hot tea and took a sip.

The tea is a good flower tea, the entrance is fragrant and slightly sweet, it is very delicious, she can't help but bend her eyes, smile and praise: "Madam, your flower tea is really delicious." ”

Qiao Ling smiled sweetly, but Mrs. Ji's hand twisting the Buddha beads was so hard that the green tendons bulged.

However, she didn't show it on her face, and only after Qiao Ling put down the teacup did she ask softly: "I heard that Xun'er invited you to live in the house for a few days to help the eldest young lady recuperate, can you still get used to it?" ”

She didn't care what was wrong with Yelan's body, she only asked Qiao Ling if she was used to it, and her attitude towards Yelan was obvious.

Qiao Ling lowered his eyes to hide the emotions in his eyes, and replied obediently: "Get used to it." ”

She hummed and twisted the beads.

The Buddha beads have been played with by her all the year round, the beads are round and shiny, quite a little stained with the Buddha's light, but the next moment I heard her speak coldly: "Qiao Ling, tell me honestly, is that slut unable to give birth to children?" ”