She knew the purpose of the third aunt coming to her, but she never expressed her position, she wanted revenge, but she didn't want to have anything to do with anyone, but the turbidity current is not as good as a clear stream, and it will eventually go east, and the sea will accept all rivers, which is the avenue.

After breakfast, Leng Qinghuan met with the third aunt.

She is a good-looking, delicate and charming woman, and when she speaks, she is even more sweet-mouthed and sweet-tongued, which makes people happy, but in a pair of beautiful eyes, there is occasionally a little essence, not a fuel-efficient lamp.

After some politeness, the third aunt put away her smile, changed her concern, and said sincerely: "Third Miss, although the eldest lady has thought about it behind closed doors now, her two daughters are not incompetent rats, and the concubine came this time to tell the third lady that she must be careful in the near future." ”

Leng Qinghuan's eyelids fell lightly, and her curled eyelashes were like butterfly wings, casting a dark shadow on her delicate eye sockets, hiding the insight in her eyes in the depths, not showing mountains and not dew, "Huan'er thank you Aunt for making a special trip to remind me of this, but I have always had a deep sisterhood with my eldest sister, and she has always been able to distinguish between right and wrong, so she shouldn't do anything to me." ”

The corners of the third aunt's mouth stiffened, and she was worried, Leng Qinghuan said this, she was testing her sincerity, after all, she came to her first, if she didn't show some real skills, I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to get into her eyes.

The third aunt was heartbroken, took a deep look at Jasmine beside Leng Qinghuan, and motioned for her to retreat.

Leng Qinghuan waved his hand and sent Jasmine away.

The third aunt came to her side with a solemn face and whispered cautiously.

Leng Qinghuan listened, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, "Are you serious?" ”

"Really, the cold personal maid Xiaolan said it herself, she also said that five days later, it is the birthday of the queen mother in the palace, and the queen mother will go there to pray for blessings every day in previous years, they want you to lose your reputation and miss the position, calculate the time, it will be tomorrow."

"Losing ......"

Leng Qinghuan suddenly laughed lowly, his eyes full of sadness and hatred.

In her previous life, not long after she had a miscarriage, she was designed by Leng Qingya, fornicated with the guards, and lost her reputation, she will never forget the cold and terrifying gaze when Ji Yuntang found out, he imprisoned her, tied her with a dog chain, and tortured and humiliated her every day.

When Leng Qingya stood in front of her as a victor, she realized that this woman who was kind to her and made herself willing to offer blood was lying to her from beginning to end.

All she wanted was the blood in her body that could be used as a primer for her, because during that time she had taken the thousand-year-old snow lotus sent by her family, and her blood was undoubtedly the best tonic.

The thousand-year-old snow lotus is hard to find in the world, but her parents did not hesitate to give it to her, her father, and her mother......

The third aunt was frightened by Leng Qinghuan's appearance of crying with a smile, and said cautiously: "Third Miss, are you okay?" ”

Leng Qinghuan wiped her tears, a little annoyed that she had lost her temper, and smiled embarrassedly, "It's okay, it's just a sad thought for a while, I know what you said, tomorrow, I will propose to my father to let you temporarily take charge of the internal power of the house, but I can't guarantee that the Li family will not make a comeback, after all, she has a sister-in-law......"

"The concubine understands."

After the third aunt left, Jasmine dared to come in and reported: "Master, Xiaolan, the maidservant next to the second lady, sent a letter. ”

Leng Qinghuan opened a glance, it was Ji Yuntang's note, asking her to meet in the backyard of Fengguo Temple tomorrow.

Is it coming? If the third aunt hadn't told her, she would have been on guard, but she might not have been able to avoid it smoothly.

Now, she had a better idea, "Jasmine, tomorrow morning, you and Cuckoo go around the city, and when you see a beggar, you say, ......"