Chapter 142: Because I'm afraid of being bitten by snakes
Two days later, even though Mrs. Li was unwilling, Li Duqing still recorded it in her name. Li Wuhua specially held a banquet for this purpose, and invited many dignitaries and family members to come to witness.
When Li Duqing came out, the famous ladies who used to disdain her as a transparent person also became intimate with her, and they took a "twilight" one by one.
Although Aunt Zhang is still a concubine, she is sincerely happy to see her daughter who has got her wish from a distance.
Some people are happy, some people are unhappy.
Li Duyun was not a problem, and Ling Rou hated it to death.
In terms of identity, the concubines of her Prime Minister's Mansion are always more noble than the concubines of the declining Hou Mansion, but after she got married, she was called by her like a subordinate.
Even the other ladies at the banquet were the same, and they all commanded her.
Thinking about the poetry meeting in the Hou Mansion not long ago, she and Zhang Lianxin were still close friends, and they played with her lightly.
But now, she takes a bite of "Aunt Ling", one will let her add tea, and the other will let her fan.
Despite the humiliation, she smiled and complied with any of her requests.
Ling Lie didn't want to come, but Li Wuhua personally came to invite him, and his attitude was extremely respectful, so he couldn't pull his face and had to come over.
I was going to sit down and leave for a while, but when I saw that Ling Rou was being turned around, I felt very uncomfortable, so I drank wine cup after cup.
He only needed one word to solve her predicament, but her background was a thorn in his heart. The thorn pierced deeper and deeper, and it didn't make him even think.
Ling Yue saw that his father was entangled in contradictions, and asked tentatively, "Dad, do you want your daughter to go for a while?"
Ling Lie shook his head: "Forget it, it's also her own fault that she fell to this point."
After another glass of wine, he sighed, "Yue'er, why don't you help her."
Ling Yue nodded, and pulled Qian Yingying over together.
Ling Rou was about to add tea to Zhang Lianxin, but she stopped her.
"Rourou, I heard that the lotus flowers in the Hou Mansion are blooming just right, can you accompany me and Yingying to take a look?"
Ling Rou was stunned, only to hear Qian Yingying say, "What a daze, let's go!"
Seeing this, Zhang Lianxin hurriedly stood up: "Who can't take you to see the lotus flowers with so many maids? Do you have to go to Aunt Ling?"
"Aunt Ling" again, the women next to her all smiled, Ling Rou sneered on her face, and she was embarrassed.
Ling Yue glanced at it lightly, and her gaze finally fell on Zhang Lianxin.
"Who can't pour you tea with so many maids? But you want to call my sister."
Hearing this "my sister", Zhang Lianxin glanced at her, "Ling Yue, she has hurt you before, and you forgot about it so quickly?"
"Okay, okay, don't get involved in our family's affairs. Alright, let's go!"
Pulling Ling Rou past her to the backyard, away from the crowd, he let go of her.
"Sister, I was not good in the past, can you help me say a few good words in front of my father, I am really not good."
Ling Rou cried as she spoke, she couldn't wait to ask for peace when she saw her father for the first time, but he obviously didn't want to see her, so he avoided it directly.
Ling Yue kept a distance of two steps from her and said lightly, "Rourou, I only helped you because your surname is Ling. Zhang Lianxin bullied you, and the Ling family had no light on their faces, that's all."
Ling Rou choked up and said, "Sister, you said that my surname is Ling, why can't you help to the end?"
Ling Yue smiled slightly, "Because I'm afraid of being bitten by snakes. You're scheming, you're vicious, I'm not that stupid."
Ling Rou bit her lip, a ruthless look in her eyes.
But when I looked up, I still looked sad.
There were tears in those Danfeng's eyes, which made people unbearable when they saw it.
She pulled Ling Yue's arm and mourned her relatives.
"Sister, why do you always misunderstand me? My previous willfulness was just a joke, how can you use such a vicious word as cruelty to speak of me?"
Ling Yue slowly took her hand down, speaking with a playful tone.
"Rourou, just pretend in front of others, here
What a waste of feelings in front of me. Let me give you an example, a month before Ah Yun arrived at Lanyue Xuan, who dripped the hot candle oil on his wounds? If this isn't a vicious tactic, why don't you try it?"
Ling Rou looked at her like a ghost, and said in a trembling voice, "How do you know?"
Ling Yue smiled again, "I know a lot. Well, you won't be angry all the time with your means, I believe in you! But let me remind you first, just deal with others, if it is against me, I will not tolerate it! You will, I will. You won't, I will!"
Her eyes were cold and sharp, and Ling Rou was stunned when she saw it, and her half-clenched fist slowly loosened.
Qian Yingying followed Ling Yue and gave her a thumbs up: "Yue'er, you are so domineering!"
"Win the prize! Warbler baby, let's look at the lotus flowers?"
Qian Yingying looked shy: "People don't want to see lotuses, people want to see the prince of Nanwang!"
Ling Yue had a black line: "You haven't died that heart yet?"
"Dead, sleep and alive again. Yue'er, make an appointment for me, please."
When Ling Yue expressed Qian Yingying's love to Han Ming, Han Ming sighed three times in a row.
"I don't see her, I don't like her!"
"She's cute!"
"I don't like it no matter how cute it is! It's all my grandfather's fault, it's okay for me to meet my old friend's granddaughter, otherwise there wouldn't be so many things!"
Han Qihuai happened to hear it when he passed by, and came in with a straight face.
"Ming'er, what bad things do you say about grandpa? Is it wrong for grandpa to care about your life's events?"
Han Ming hurriedly stood up and saluted, "Grandpa, grandson didn't mean that."
"Hmph, what's not? Doesn't grandpa just want a granddaughter-in-law? Can't meet this small request? You don't look for it yourself, grandpa helps you find it, but you still complain! No conscience!"
Ling Yue hurriedly poured a cup of tea and smiled obediently, "Grandpa drinks tea!"
"Good!" The old man took a sip of tea and cleared his throat, "It's not grandpa's fault. Grandpa's old fellow is indeed calm and erudite, who would have thought that granddaughter would be so. So."
Ling Yue reminded, "Judge people by their appearance!"
"Yes, judge people by their appearance."
The good thing is to judge people by their appearance, and if they don't sound good, they are.
He also regretted it when he saw it, but fortunately the girl didn't take a fancy to his grandson.
But now I actually like it again, not only do I like it, but I also get obsessed!
Holding his arms and thinking for a while, his cloudy eyes suddenly lit up.
"Ming'er, grandpa has an idea. Doesn't the money girl just like handsome boys? Your two guards are good-looking, let Yue'er pick one for her. As long as she likes it, grandpa can explain it to the old buddy, so as not to nag me next time!"
Ling Yue was a little confused, is this okay?
Without waiting for her to speak, Han Ming had already summoned Yang Yi and Ning Yao.
As long as it's not him, anyone can do it!
"See the prince, the prince, and Miss Ling."
Han Ming gave his sister a look, which meant "you pick".
In a serious and responsible attitude, Ling Yue looked around the two of them carefully.
From top to bottom, from front to back, over and over again, staring at Yang Yi and Ning Yao in their hearts.
But the prince and the prince didn't speak, and they didn't dare to ask.
"Young Master Ning, are your parents alive? Who else is in the family?" Ling Yue looked at Ning Yao with a smile.
Ning Yao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Han Ming.
"Ask you what to say."
"Miss Hui Ling, my parents have passed away, and I have a sister who got married last year."
Ling Yue was slightly disappointed, and turned to Yang Yi again: "Young Master Yang, what about you?"
Yang Yi was beating a drum in his heart, what does this mean?
Or truthfully, "My father died, and my mother was the only one in the family."
Ling Yue was entangled for a while, then Han Ming pointed at Ning Yao and said in a low voice, "It's him!"
Han Ming understood, and a boulder fell to the ground.
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Ning Yao, tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, I will go to the second floor of Yunlai Ju to meet a Miss Qian, and come back after dinner with her."