Chapter Twenty-Three: The Trap of the Spirit

Several people in the room looked at Yi Ling in surprise, they didn't expect her to have such an idea.

Old Madam Yi's face was the most uneasy, but she endured it without having a seizure.

Mrs. Yi looked at Old Madam Yi's face, and then looked at Yi Zhu's sad appearance, frowned and said to Yi Ling in a deep voice: "What kind of bastard are you talking about?" You've only been married into the palace for a few days, and you don't think about how to grasp the prince's heart, but you want to make such a mess. ”

Mrs. Yi is not easily angry, and her fierce words startled Yi Ling, and she hurriedly defended: "My daughter is also for the long term, Zhu'er is my sister, if she can enter the mansion, she can also help me with some ......"

Speaking of the back, the voice became smaller and smaller, and it looked very aggrieved.

Yizhu felt a chill in his heart.

Does Yi Ling really want her to enter the palace?

She was only trying to test her.

If she was pretending to be in order to retreat, she would have been ecstatic after she made such a statement.

Fortunately, she had already woken up, otherwise, she would have fallen into the trap of Yi Ling.

She took a deep breath, looked at the elders in the room, pursed her lips, and said in a resolute tone: "It seems that my sister still doesn't believe me, so today in front of my grandmother, mother, and aunt, I will say it again."

I, Yizhu, have never been pleased with King Jing, and I will not be in the future, if I have that kind of dirty mind, I will be called five thunders to the top, and there will be no place to bury me. So, can my sister rest assured? ”

Yi Ling's face changed.

Aunt Liu's eyes flashed, and she couldn't hide her surprise.

Old Lady Yi and Lady Yi turned pale.

"You girl, why do you swear so much?" Old Madam Yi came back to her senses and reprimanded in a deep voice.

Yizhu's eyes turned red, lowered her eyes and said: "I'm sorry, grandmother, I was ignorant before, I did a lot of wrong things, my sister will misunderstand, and it should be, I hope that after today, my sister can believe me and stop thinking nonsense." ”

"Why do you do that?" Mrs. Yi sighed.

"I'm sorry, Mother." Yizhu whispered.

Mrs. Yi's eyes fell on her, and she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"Alright, just get out of the way." At this time, Old Madam Yi spoke.

Yi Ling's heart sank, and his eyes glanced at Yi Zhu vaguely.

She really underestimated her.

It seems that Yizhu is not as simple-minded as she thinks, and even, far deeper than she thinks.

And not only did she not test anything today, but she made Yizhu win the favor of her grandmother and mother.

She felt uncomfortable.

Especially when she saw her mother looking at Yizhu distressedly, she was as disgusted as if she had swallowed a fly.

The housewife of other people's families is disdainful of the concubine and the daughter born to the concubine, and even wants to kill them all, her mother is good, and she feels sorry for the concubine.

"Ling'er, Zhu'er has already changed, you don't hold on to Zhu'er's past mistakes in the future." Old Madam Yi's gaze suddenly fell on Yi Ling, and she continued with the previous words.

Yi Ling was taken aback, quickly restrained his expression, and said with a guilty face: "Ling'er knows." As he spoke, he took Yizhu's hand and said apologetically, "My sister was wrong, I won't say that kind of thing in the future, my sister will forgive me." ”

"Sister, don't say that, it was Zhu'er's fault first." Yizhu quietly withdrew her hand.

Yi Ling looked at her beautiful face, her eyes narrowed, and she wanted to say something more, but she heard Mrs. Yi say: "Knowing mistakes can be corrected, and good is great." My daughter of the Yi family, as it should be! ”