Chapter 125: Going to the Feast

The old lady was originally a person who believed in Buddhism, and the Buddhists paid attention to compassion, and now she saw Zheng Xiuning's sincere and repentant appearance, so she finally sighed helplessly and responded to Zheng Xiuning's request: "Alas... Come on. "Anyway, Zheng Xiuning is also her own granddaughter, and she is still a little soft-hearted after all.

When Zheng Xiuning saw that the old lady agreed, she immediately showed her joy and said with a smile: "Thank you, old lady!" As he spoke, he knelt in front of the Buddha and gently closed his eyes.

Jing Ningmao woke up when he was young, went to the kitchen to guard Zheng Anyan's medicine, and personally served Zheng Anyan After drinking the medicine, he returned to the room, stretching his body lazily. Since the death of the Yang family, Zheng Xiuning has settled down a lot, and even she can't help but feel that such a peaceful life is good. But Jing Ning knew in her heart that this was only temporary, no matter what, as long as Zheng Xiuning was still there, she would not be able to completely relax for a day.

"Wen Xing, you go and see how the breakfast is." Jing Ning got up early in the morning to be busy, and at this time he felt a little hungry, and he didn't forget to instruct, "By the way, go and see what Zheng Xiuning is doing." ”

Wen Xing left the courtyard in response, and came back with breakfast in a short time, but his face was a little complicated.

"What's wrong? Zheng Xiuning has an accident? Jing Ning saw that Wen Xing wanted to speak and stopped, and opened his mouth to ask.

"Not really, it's just... The maid in her yard said that she had gone to the old lady early in the morning... Miss, look..."

"Let her go." Jing Ning didn't care, Zheng Xiuning's purpose in doing this was nothing more than to make a good impression in front of the old lady and redeem what he had done before, even if the old lady didn't care about it, so what? There is always a mustard in my heart.

After breakfast, Jing Ning instructed Wen Xing to boil the bird's nest he bought with Lan Yao last time, and then send a cup to the old lady and Zheng Anyan later, and then nest in the room to read. It seems like it's been a long time since it's been so comfortable.

But... The comfortable time is always short-lived, but it was interrupted by Wen Xing after a while: "Miss, the daughter of the imperial history sent a letter saying that it will be her birthday in three days, please Miss go and have fun." Also said... Please be sure to appreciate your face. ”

"The daughter of the imperial history?" Jing Ning frowned slightly and thought for a while before remembering who this imperial daughter was, "Yang Qin?" ”

"Exactly." Wen Xing nodded.

"Got it, you can go and see if the bird's nest porridge is ready." Jing Ning rubbed his eyebrows a little tiredly and pushed Wen Xing away. Thinking of her previous life, she still has a good impression of this royal daughter, everyone in Beijing says that this Miss Yang is not only beautiful as a flower, but also very kind-hearted, delicate and soft, a girl who looks at her has a desire to protect her. But now I don't know why, she always feels that she doesn't like this Miss Yang.

"Forget it... I don't want to..."It's just a banquet for little girls, why go to her, if it's a Hongmen banquet, then the soldiers will come to block the water and cover the earth.

On the birthday of the daughter of the imperial history, she sent invitations to the sons and daughters of all the families in Beijing, and Lan Yao naturally had a copy, although she did not agree with the young ladies, but after all, she was the Miss of the Guogong Mansion, anyway, Yang Qin's invitation was sent, as for whether people go or not, it is not her business.

Lan Yao naturally didn't want to go, she was compared with Yang Qin since she was a child, and always said that the daughter of the imperial history is so gentle and delicate, compared with the daughter of the imperial history, it is simply two heavens of fire and water. But... If Jing Ning also went, she didn't care what others thought of her.

Yingyu covered her mouth and smiled quietly, her young lady was really easy to understand, and teased with some meaning: "Miss, why don't you send someone to ask Miss Jing Ning if she is going?" ”

"Ah, go ahead." Lan Yao didn't hear the teasing in Ying's words for a while, and when she reacted, there was still the shadow of the girl around her, and she couldn't help laughing and scolding, "Stinky girl!" It's bad to follow Jing Ning! Wait until you come back and see how I clean you up! Hmph..."

Over there, Xiao Rin and Xiao Kite also received a post, Xiao Rin heard that Jing Ning was going to Bento and immediately responded, but Xiao Rin was a little puzzled: "Huh? Why does this royal daughter even want to invite you? ”

Xiao Rin didn't bother to think about this, anyway, Jing Ning went, he went. Xiao Yuan couldn't help but curse secretly, "Bastard of heavy color and light sister!" ”

Of course, Yun Heng also received the invitation, and it was the daughter of Yushi who personally came to the door to invite him, but it happened that Yun Heng was going out, so he had to let the guards convey it.

"What do you do when you invite a man on the girl's birthday? Push it. Yun Heng frowned and was a little displeased.

The guard who passed the message was a little hesitant, but he still spoke: "Tell the son, Miss Yang said that Miss Yang will also go to the Prime Minister's Mansion." ”

"Huh? Jing Ning? Yun Heng took a sip of tea, but it was not surprising when she thought about it, as the concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion, she was naturally qualified to receive Yang Qin's invitation, but... Yun Heng put down the teacup and said indifferently, "I know, you tell Miss Yang that Yun Heng will definitely prepare a congratulatory gift and arrive on time." ”

Zheng Xiuning did not receive Yang Qin's invitation, as a concubine, she couldn't be on the stage, even if she was unwilling, she could only bite the silver tooth blood and swallow it, and said viciously, "Zheng Jingning... Sooner or later, it's all mine..."

And Yang Qin was very happy to hear that Yun Heng would come. As everyone's girlfriend, the birthday should not invite a man to participate, but three days later is her ceremony, she has been coquettish with her father for a long time, saying that she has reached the age of marriage, just take this opportunity to choose a good son-in-law for her father, so that her father agreed to himself. Three days later... Zheng Jingning, just wait, it will definitely make you suffer a little and lose face in front of Brother Yun Heng! Thinking of this, Yang Qin showed an indescribably weird smile on his face, which was very infiltrating.

Everyone had their own thoughts, and they were all waiting for the gathering in three days.

Early in the morning of this day, Jing Ning was dragged up by Wen Xing early in the morning to wash and change clothes, wearing a lotus pink full-breasted skirt with embroidered arabesque lines on the chest, and her long hair was carefully coiled into a hairpin bun by Wen Xingzai, decorated with hairpins made of glass, and tassels hung on her forehead.

Jing Ning looked at Wen Xing helplessly, and complained: "Wen Xing... What day is it? ”

Wen Xing heard her tone of grievance, and actually put up a shelf: "Miss, you have to listen to me today, I heard that Miss Yang invited all the sons with heads and faces in the capital today." Miss, you're almost that age, what if you meet your sweetheart? ”

Jing Ning is now full of black lines, dare to love this girl is urging her to marry early? So he pretended to be angry: "Okay, you Wenxing, are you saying that Miss Ben can't get married?" ”

Wen Xing playfully stuck out his tongue: "I didn't say it." ”

“… You, how dare other maids count the young lady! You're so presumptuous! Jing Ning couldn't help laughing, she knew in her heart that Wen Xing also cared about her, and it was so good to be genuinely cared for. There was a little warmth in Jing Ning's eyes.

At this moment, a maid knocked on the door: "Miss, Miss Lan from the Guogong Mansion is already waiting at the door, and she asks you about how long it will take." ”

"Go and tell Miss Lan, I'll come." Jing Ning responded, and resigned herself to letting Wen Xing rub her rouge, and then sighed, "Can I leave now?" ”

Wen Xing blinked innocently, and said in a little panic: "Miss naturally wants to leave, where do you need to ask me..."

"You..." Jing Ning wanted to say something, but he held back stiffly, and some tsunderes snorted lightly and raised his feet and went out, and Wen Xing also followed with a smile.