Chapter Forty-Eight: Childe Speaks Carefully

Ming Rujin exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and said in a cold voice: "Master Su, be cautious." ”

She was already married, and he was already married, so he couldn't use such an intimate title anyway. The former love between the two was suddenly broken on this one title.

Su Qichen outside the carriage was slightly stunned, and a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes, fleeting.

"It's me who has overdistanced." Su Qichen's voice was a little lonely, and he turned around and left without looking back, looking very sad.

"Wait!" Ming Bijin suddenly shouted

Su Qicheng turned around suddenly, with a little joy in his eyes. But after hearing the voice of Ming Rujin becoming more and more cold, it dimmed.

"The loss of the carriage, I hope that Su Gongzi will not forget it, otherwise if he is unwilling to lend me the carriage after An, I will not be able to do it."

Su Qichen pursed his lips, pretending to find out that Ming Rujin was sitting in the carriage of the Marquis of Anguo's Mansion at this time, and stopped talking, "Aren't you already separated from ......?"

Ming Rujin only felt a cold light flashing in his ears, and Su Qichen outside turned pale, stretched out his hand to cover his left shoulder, and said with gloomy eyes: "It's abrupt." ”

Ming Bijin liked Su Qichen, and Su Qichen also liked Ming Bijin. It's a pity that this world is like this, there are so many things that you can't ask for.

At best, he is just a concubine of the Guangyang Hou Mansion, but Xu Jingxian is the same grade as his father, saying such things on this occasion will not make people misunderstand that the Guangyang Hou Mansion wants to work against Xu Jingxian.

Su Qichen turned around and left in a hurry, and on the carriages around him, people opened and lowered the curtains one after another, secretly thinking about the relationship between Ming Rujin and Su Qichen.

Ming Rujin was helpless, this Su Qichen was obviously used as a gun.

What surprised her even more was Frost Hua, the cold light just now was shot out by Frost Bloom. Ming Rujin can be sure that Shuanghua is abnormally maintaining Xu Jingxian.

"Snow Dance." Ming Rujin shouted softly, "Where is the carriage of Cheng'anbo Mansion?" ”

Xue Wu looked around, and then said softly: "Master, the third carriage behind the carriage was originally on par with the carriage of the third prince of Su. ”

Then it must be what Ming Ruyu said to Su Qichen.

It's really a thief's heart that doesn't die, and before he got to the place, he has already begun to stumble on himself. I hope Su Qichen won't be taken advantage of.

After entering the other courtyard, everyone pointed at her, with a look of disgust and disgust, faintly isolating Ming Bijin.

Looking at Ming Ruyu, who was hiding in the crowd and fanning the flames, the corners of Ming Rujin's mouth were slightly raised, and it was not a good thing to be too anxious.

This royal courtyard sits in the north and faces south, named Qingling, and is surrounded by mountains and rivers.

The carriages were parked in the outer courtyard, and everyone started to get off from this place and walked to the middle courtyard.

There is a small stream leading from north to south in the middle courtyard, which divides the courtyard into two, and the men and women enter separately, the men enter the left courtyard of the stream, and the women go to the right courtyard of the stream, looking across the stream to avoid any accidents.

This stream leads to the inner courtyard, where the flowers are in full bloom, and it is said that the emperor specially planted this courtyard with flowers for the favored concubine, and the real flower viewing banquet was held in the inner garden.

Along the way, everyone intentionally or unintentionally separated themselves from Ming Nijin. But there are still people who don't seem to have heard any rumors and rumors, such as Mrs. Wen Xiang.

"Long time no see, Miss Ming." Mrs. Wen Xiang's eyebrows were crooked, and she lowered her voice again: "I admire you." ”

Mrs. Wen Xiang envied the incident in Cheng'anbo Mansion two days ago, although it was not widely publicized, but it was also spread in Beijing, and everyone knew that Ming Rujin had taken away his mother's dowry and stood on his own.

A cousin dared to argue with her stepmother, but it was the first time in history.

It is precisely because of this that everyone focuses on Ming Rujin and does not care about Ming Ruyu framing his mother.

Ming Rujin smiled helplessly: "Everyone is afraid to avoid me, it's better for you to send yourself to the door and be isolated." ”

"So what?" Mrs. Wen Xiang said with a disdainful face, "These people, they are all hypocritical. Obviously, I want to die of envy in my heart, but I still pretend to be dignified and virtuous...... I think you're doing a great job, and you're setting a precedent for us women in every way. ”

Who said that women can't stand on their own, as long as you have the ability to do whatever you want.

This is also what Ming Bijin likes more about Mrs. Wen Xiang, who has a straightforward personality and will not see people put on dishes.

"So you're here with your two sisters today?" Ming Rujin glanced at the two women behind Mrs. Wen Xiang.

It's not uncommon for sisters to have a good relationship with each other, but it's the first time she's seen it when she's so inseparable from her sister-in-law.

"You're on good terms." Ming Rujin said with a smile.

Mrs. Wen Xiang noticed Ming Bijin's doubts and explained: "The brother and sister have relied on each other for so many years, and the busy feet of the elder brother do not touch the ground, so it is also appropriate for me, as a sister-in-law, to take care of her more." ”

Sister Wen Xiang immediately grabbed her arm.

Sister Liu on the other side was not to be outdone, grabbed her sister's other arm, and squeezed Ming Bijin far away from the left and right, for fear that she would rob her sister or sister-in-law.

Ming Bijin couldn't help but smile dumbly, "I really envy you." ”

Mrs. Wen Xiang criticized left and right, "Don't let Miss Ming see the joke." Only then did he return to Ming Rujin's side, "I also think it's good like this, and I don't have to be tense if I live together." ”

As she spoke, she paused slightly, pursed her lips and did not speak, and her eyes became cold.

Following Mrs. Wen Xiang's gaze, Ming Rujin saw that not far away, Su Qichen raised his hand to help a petite woman with a peach blossom face to come down.

Looking at the appearance of the Su family's baby, and the posture of the woman holding her waist after she came down, I am afraid that she is pregnant.

"Let's go." Mrs. Wen Xiang's voice cooled slightly, grabbed Ming Rujin's wrist and left.

"Sister, wait for Butterfly."

The delicate voice made Ming Rujin's goosebumps rise.

Sensing that Mrs. Wen Xiang took a deep breath, Ming Rujin remembered that when she was in Yong'an Temple, she said that Wen Xiang married the side room and was the daughter of the Su family, could it be the Su family of Guangyang Hou?

This is amazing, let people carry their own daughter-in-law through the side door, and they are also low-headed, unlike the practice of the Guangyang Marquis Mansion.

Before he finished thinking about it, the Su clan had already arrived in front of him, raised his little face and said cutely: "Sister, will we live in the same courtyard." ”

Listening to her tone, it seems that she is specifically chasing Wen Xiang's wife Wen Liu, which is interesting.

"Perhaps." Mrs. Wen Xiang nodded slightly, in fact, she had never had any conflict with this Su clan, and the other party had always been respectful, polite and polite to her.

"This is the cousin of Cheng'an Bo Mansion?" Su Shi turned his head, his eyes were clear and shiny, and he said in a low voice, "My cousin is amazing, as powerful as Aunt Jing." ”

"Sister, don't talk nonsense, be careful of being listened to, and the master mother will punish you." Su Qichen on the side couldn't help but speak.

Su stuck out his tongue and stared at Ming Rujin with an expression of wanting to listen to gossip.