Chapter 2: The Old Lady Summons

Her words made Duan Liyan frown, what is it that is none of her business, it is none of her business in the first place, okay!

Something flashed in her heart, the corners of Duan Liyan's mouth pulled up a sneer of disdain, she just listened to her mother's words today and came to give a congratulatory gift, how could she have time to intrigue with her?

Immediately, she blessed the prince and said calmly, "That's right, it is true that as she said, she fell by herself, and I rescued her." If my sister is okay, I'll go see my father first. ”

After speaking, she saluted the prince again, "His Royal Highness the prince, I will retire first!"

Then, Duan Liyan was under the disdainful gaze of everyone, Shi Shiran paced away, leaving Duan Wanyu kneeling there, his face full of shock and dazedness.

How so, shouldn't she quibble?

Xiao Qianhuan looked at Duan Liyan's distant figure, and his eyes fell on an ordinary round jade pendant hanging from her waist, as Duan Liyan moved, the jade pendant shook slightly, exuding a warm luster under the sunlight.

Retracting his gaze, he looked at Duan Wanyu lightly, "Miss Duan, are you okay?" ”

Duan Wanyu secretly hated in her heart, she originally wanted to design the illusion that Duan Li would kill her, but she didn't want to be swept over by her, it was really too annoying!

At this time, hearing Xiao Qianhuan's question, Duan Wanyu hurriedly shook her head, "Wanyu is fine, I'm just worried about my sister, I'm going to find a clean dress for my sister, His Royal Highness the Prince, Wanyu is gone!"

Xiao Qianhuan looked at Duan Wanyu, who was extremely well-behaved and harmless to humans and animals in front of him, his eyes flashed lightly, and he nodded, "Miss Duan, don't forget to change your clothes." With that, he strode towards the banquet hall with a few personal guards.

Duan Wanyu gritted her teeth hatefully, and pushed away the little maid who came over to help her, a cruel light flashed in her eyes.

"Miss!"

Duan Liyan was waiting outside the banquet hall for the little maid to tell his father Duan Li, when she suddenly heard someone calling her behind her.

Listening to the voice was a little familiar, I turned my head to see that it was the lady in charge next to the old lady, and I saw her standing by the door, leaning inside.

"Mama Zhang, is there anything wrong with you?" endured his impatience, Duan Liyan said politely.

"The old lady asks you to come over. ”

After Mama Zhang finished speaking quickly, she turned around and left, her small broken steps upside down, as if some beast was chasing her behind.

Duan Liyan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, it must have been something in the garden just now, with a sneer, Duan Liyan turned around and followed behind Mama Zhang.

Soon, she came to the Qingsong Courtyard where Mrs. Du lived, and walked to the door with an indifferent and cold face.

The little maid at the door saw Duan Li's death the moment, her face changed slightly, and she couldn't help but retreat under her feet, "Miss." ”

Duan Liyan's face did not change, and he walked straight into the house.

"Leave the funeral to see my grandmother. Duan Liyan stood still in the middle of the hall and bowed to a graceful old woman sitting at the top.

I saw that the old woman was wearing a gold silk brocade robe, wearing a fine mutton fat white hosta on her head, and holding the beads of the Nanmu cart in her hand, looking graceful and luxurious, rich and blessed.

It's just that when the old woman saw Duan Liyan, her face changed slightly, and the kind eyebrows she had just put on suddenly became fierce.

"Death girl, do you know what is wrong!"