Aunt Zhao, another concubine of Leng Shanshui, bowed in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva with trepidation, praying that her courtyard would always be so peaceful.

But Leng Cuiping would not be so peaceful, "I said Auntie, can you go to your father's place to compete for favor, this will be the eldest lady is dead, and Aunt Cui has been kicked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, isn't this your chance?" ”

"Cui'er, you don't understand! My aunt is from a low background, so she really can't be on the stage! This Aunt Zhao seems to see the form in front of her very clearly, and she doesn't have any desire to compete for favor.

This is not what Leng Cuiping wants, when she came to Aunt Zhao's side, a bewitching voice sounded in Aunt Zhao's ears: "Auntie, even if you don't think about it, you have to think about it for your brother, do you just think that your brother has no future in his life?" Don't you want your brother to go to Luhua Academy? ”

"Why don't I want to, Luhua Academy is a holy place for scholars, Ruifeng was born by me, why don't I want him to be well!" Aunt Zhao said, and the handkerchief began to pick it up and wipe her tears.

"Since my aunt thinks so, I have to behave well in front of my father and persuade my father to let my younger brother go to Luhua Academy for enlightenment." Leng Cuiping then said to Aunt Zhao, hoping that she could change her indisputable appearance.

"I'm ......!" Aunt Zhao was entangled, it was true that she could not want anything, but she could not make her two children unhappy.

"What are you struggling with, now is your best time!" Leng Cuiping said anxiously, but Aunt Zhao still didn't answer her clearly, "You let me think about it!" ”

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But when the second room heard the news, some people were happy and some were sad.

Li Qinglian was busy taking care of the frightened Leng Xingping, and when the frightened person came to report, she said with a tiger face: "Don't come to tell Mrs. Ben if you don't die, don't you see that Mrs. Ben is busy?" ”

Frightened, people retreated stupidly, but when Leng Baiping on the other side heard the news, he was so worried that he stood up and asked his maid: "Then how is my sister painting!" ”

"It's okay, Miss don't worry, but Yinxiu heard that Miss Picture Screen still has to go to the land of Ganchun after the Lantern Festival." Yinxiu, as the maidservant of the cold white screen, naturally knows the friendship between the cold white screen and the cold painting screen.

"What! How can I go when my sister is unconscious! Even if it is the emperor's holy decree, it can't be so unsatisfactory! Leng Baiping said indignantly.

Yinxiu hurriedly interrupted: "Miss, you can't talk nonsense. If this word is spread, it will kill the head. ”

"Then what do you say?" Leng Baiping was anxious to walk around his room.

"Miss, the slave maid heard. Miss Picture Screen went there to cure the disease, but that place happened to be the land of sweet spring. Yinxiu quickly explained.

Leng Baiping calmed down at this time, "I see." ”

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As for the cold painting screen who pretended to be in a coma, the past ten days have been very comfortable, except for the cold breeze sometimes, Murong Shijing and sometimes come often, this day is quite moist.

I don't know what secret method Jin Wu is using, and the complexion of the cold painting screen naturally looks pale.

And on the night of this day, Leng Huaping sat on the bed and watched Yinxue and Yinzhu pack up the clothes they were going to tomorrow inside and out.

"Remember to bring the holy decree, this is our voucher for going to the prefect's yamen." The cold painting screen admonished.