"Why is the wonderful girl here?"

The birthday banquet has long ended, some of the guests who came to the banquet have left, only some acquaintances have not yet returned, and the 'female' relatives are all accompanying Mrs. Anyang Hou to sit in the 'flower' hall and talk.

Ling Miao went to see the old lady of Anyang Hou first. The old lady and the English duchess did not look like they did not look like they were, but they looked much younger. At the age of half a hundred, he is still full of black hair and his face is smooth and clean. Wearing a gold-red 'color' embroidered bat with a head tattoo and a lapid 'color' horse-faced skirt, her still white forehead is covered with a light brown 'color' embroidered bamboo leaf inlaid with jadeite forehead, and she is 'inserted' on her hair and sideburns wearing a red gold dotted emerald head, which looks very rich and gorgeous.

The British duchess was sitting with her, talking to several old feudal lords of the same age, and a group of noble 'women' and daughters were sitting on one side and laughing.

When Ling Miao entered the 'door', she glanced at the 'flower' hall without a trace, the room was full of beads and greenery, and her clothes were fragrant and her temples were shadows, but she didn't see Gu. Her heart sank.

Seeing Ling Miao come in, the British Duchess was a little surprised at first, and then her face showed surprise, "Didn't your mother say that you were sick?" Why is it not good to give birth? ”

It is both affectionate and a little resentful, which is the gesture of a loving grandmother.

Ling Miao didn't have a good impression of this grandmother.

Blindly conceding to her husband, not even caring about the life of her 'daughter' for the sake of her son, how many years have passed, and only shed a few tears and said that she regretted it, what's the use?

Besides, she can only say it with her mouth, for example, Ling Miao's 'spring' hunting was injured, and after returning to the capital, this grandmother didn't even ask. The reason is nothing more than that her grandfather doesn't like her, right?

"Back to my grandmother, I was originally a little bad. But suddenly I remembered an extremely urgent matter, and I had to tell my mother immediately. ”

Ling Miao replied with a faint salute, her movements were elegant, and she was well-behaved, no matter who it was, she couldn't find the slightest mistake. However, everyone can also feel her alienation from the English duchess.

"This kid ......" The last time the British duchess saw Ling Miao, she only thought she was a delicate child, but she didn't want to really turn her face and be able to deny people. Last time on the British public birthday, she ate a little grievance, and immediately pulled Gu and Ling Su back, where is the quiet and peaceful that half of the boudoir 'girl' child should have?

Ling Miao ignored her instantly dim face, and only curtsied to the old lady of Anyang Hou, "I wish you a birthday." May the old lady have today every year, and there will be a present day every year. ”

Old Madam Anyang Hou nodded with a smile, "Come, let me see you." ”

This gesture made Ling Miao sneer in her heart. It's just a declining family like the Marquis of Wuding, but he wants to make a superior appearance, why bother?

She took two steps forward, but no longer came closer.

The old lady of Anyang Hou flashed a 'fine' light in her eyes, and smiled at the British duchess: "It's a good look." ”

A 'female' child beside her who was wearing a dark pink 'color' cloud gauze placket, silver and red 'color' embroidered butterflies, and wore a 'flower' golden peach 'flower' skirt couldn't help but smile when she heard this, and she didn't hide her schadenfreude at all - it was Ling Miao's old acquaintance, Gu Mingzhu. There were also three or four young 'girls' next to her, who looked like they were all thirteen or fourteen years old, and they all looked at each other with some embarrassment on their faces.

Gu Minglan, who was next to the British duchess, also lowered her eyes and covered the emotions in her eyes.

The British Duchess's brow furrowed imperceptibly. Generally speaking, the first time the little girls who have not come out of the cabinet see their elders, it is normal for the elders to praise a few words. However, only praise the appearance, but there is no follow-up, it is obvious that it is not really valued - virtue, speech, and merit, for the 'woman', what is the most important thing?

"If you look closely, it's a bit like Awan back then." Mrs. Anyang Hou continued.

"It's still my aunt who can see it accurately." There was a coquettish laugh outside, and he walked into a figure that was as elegant and ethereal as a fairy in the sky.

The face of the British duchess sank.

It was no one else who came in, it was Gu Zhenzhen.

Gu Zhenzhen had already come, it seemed that he had just come back from the backyard, and when he saw Ling Miao standing there, he smiled and came to the old lady of Anyang Hou, sat and hugged her arm, "You see, I only said that this nephew's 'daughter' was kind in the past, but I never found out that I really looked the same as my sister back then." ”

The old lady of Anyang Hou nodded her forehead affectionately, "If you can't see it, who can see it?" ”

The relationship between the two is like a sister-in-law's aunt and nephew'.

Ling Miao was puzzled.

If it is said that the British prince is partial to Gu Zhenzhen, this old lady of Anyang Hou and the Gu family are the real blood relatives, right?

Why does it look like Gu Zhenzhen's relatives?

"Why is Sister Miao here?" Gu Zhenzhen snuggled up to the old lady of Anyang Hou and asked Ling Miao with a smile.

Ling Miao glanced at her with a smile, and only asked the old lady, "Auntie, where is my mother?" ”

Gu Zhenzhen pursed her lips and pulled the sleeve of the old lady of Anyang Hou.

The old lady's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she was about to speak, when she heard a voice outside: "King Yijun has come to congratulate the old lady on her birthday!" ”

The old lady of Anyang Hou was taken aback and hurriedly got up.

She is Mrs. Hou of Yipin, although Xiao Li is young, she is a real king of the clan, and she can't afford to congratulate her on her birthday.

hurriedly wanted to go out, Gu Zhenzhen helped her, "Auntie, slow down." ”

is completely a filial and good junior.

This pretentiousness only made the British duchess so angry that she secretly gritted her teeth, and couldn't help complaining about her sister in her heart, why did she call this Gu Zhenzhen into her eyes!

Knowing that Gu Zhenzhen and her aunt are the most enthusiastic about adding to the same vein as their sister-in-law, they have repeatedly had bad intentions, and they still value her so much, wouldn't they slap their own sister in the face!

As for the old lady of Anyang Hou, she didn't have the heart to look at her sister's face at this time, so she was busy and wanted to go out.

At the top, Anyang Hou had already accompanied Xiao Li in.

In fact, according to Cang Rin's customs, such as birthday greetings or wedding celebrations, you can't go to noon.

However, Xiao Li's status is high, for the Marquis of Anyang, who is already a little down, he can come, who can care about this?

The old lady of Anyang Hou hurriedly bowed. Xiao Li only smiled faintly: "No need to be polite. ”

An Yanghou smiled: "Mother, get up quickly." The prince is approachable, not the kind of person who values hypocrisy. ”

This sentence was said in a nondescript manner, so that the old lady glanced at him. Then he greeted Xiao Li with a smile on his face and sat down with each other.

As soon as Xiao Li came in, several young 'women' in fancy clothes in the 'flower' hall all blushed. Especially Gu Mingzhu, a pair of beautiful apricot eyes were almost glued to his body, only for the British duchess to glare fiercely. Gu Minglan still had a calm bearing, and got up and bent her knees with a few 'female' children, if it weren't for the 'jade' hand holding the silk handkerchief that was trembling slightly, it would have been really difficult to find her nervousness.

It's just that he was nervous, but a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes - why couldn't King Yijun see himself in his eyes?

She really didn't understand, whether it was her background or talent or her reputation in the capital, what could Ling Miao compare to herself?

Could it be that the face of the 'woman' who is alluring to the country is enough to replace everything?

She bit her lip lightly, tried to suppress the sourness in her heart, and straightened her back, still the gentle and virtuous daughter of the Guogong Mansion.

"Miss Ling, can you see Madame?"

Xiao Li asked Ling Miao.

Ling Miao shook her head, "I'm celebrating my aunt's birthday." ”

"Didn't you say there was an emergency?"

Xiao Li's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his delicate face was a little displeased.

The old lady of Anyang Hou was secretly frightened when she saw it, and hurriedly said, "You kid, why didn't you say it earlier if you had something urgent?" We're not outsiders, so don't we have to do these false gifts? ”

Then he called someone, "Send the cousin girl to the back." ”

Gu Zhenzhen hurriedly got up, "When I came, my sister was saying that I would go to the courtyard behind me to rest, why don't I bring my nephew 'daughter' over to take a look?" ”

Old Madam Anyang Hou nodded, "That's Lao Zhenzhen." ”

Gu Zhenzhen got up and took Ling Miao to the backyard. Xiao Li said, "This king also wants to see the scenery of the Hou Mansion. ”

Anyang Hou said with a smile: "The lower official will take the prince at a glance." ”

Gu Zhenzhen's eyebrows frowned slightly invisibly, and she glanced at Ling Miao meaningfully, slightly surprised in her heart, could it be that this little girl knew something?

However, thinking of his various arrangements, his heart settled down.

A few people walked out of the 'Spring' Hui Hall, Gu Zhenzhen smiled and said to Xiao Li: "I have heard the name of the prince for a long time. When my lord mentions the prince, he often praises the young hero. It's just that I often hate that I don't have a chance, and I can't see each other. ”

Xiao Li glanced at her, and the corners of his mouth hooked, "Pingnanhou I is heroic." It's a pity. ”

"What do you say?" An Yanghou hurriedly asked.

"Gentle Township, Hero's Tomb." Xiao Li hooked the corners of his mouth, and the smile on the faces of the upside-down beings was like a blade.

Gu Zhenzhen's heart jumped, but she saw that Xiao Li didn't pay attention to her, and walked forward leisurely.

Her eyes were slightly dim, and she only bit her silver teeth secretly, and then saw Ling Miao, who had some smiles on the corner of her mouth, suppressed the rising fire, and said kindly to Ling Miao: "Sister Miao'er, come with me." ”

Ling Miao looked at her graceful back, only to feel that her heart was beating faster and faster.

With Gu Zhenzhen, he came to the courtyard where the special 'gate' prepared the guests to rest. As soon as she stepped into the moon 'hole' and 'door', Ling Miao felt that it was dark in front of her.

At the 'door' of the guest house, a few maids were gathered there, talking about it.

"Oh, it's still a dignified Mrs. Hou, it's really shameless!"

"That is, we who are maids know what shame is, hehe......"

"Oh my God, I cheated on someone else's house, and the old lady with such a relative was also 'shamed'!"

……

And so on.

An imperceptible smile flashed on Gu Zhenzhen's face, and then he made a straight face and shouted, "What are you doing?" ”

Several maids were taken aback, and when they turned around and saw Gu Zhenzhen, they all hurriedly bowed their heads and stood respectfully. One of the handsome maids, with a bewitching figure, boldly replied: "Back to my cousin's wife, this, this ......"

Her face turned red, as if she didn't dare to say anything filthy, so she only covered her face, "The slave is not good to say, and she doesn't dare to say it!" ”

Ling Miao lowered her eyes, could it really be that something happened to her mother?

Hearing that Gu Zhenzhen was still scolding those maids in a fake way, Ling Miao clenched her fists. Suddenly, he strode up the stairs and pushed the door of the guest room open.

In that moment, a thin sweet fragrance came to my nose.

Ling Miao frowned, and when she saw that the maids then rushed in, she shouted, "All stand around!" ”

Her cold eyes swept over the people, and she said in a deep voice: "Come here and close the door!" ”