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On the surface, they were talking calmly about sisterhood, but in fact, there was an undercurrent of storminess in these words that few people present could not have noticed.

Seeing that a storm was about to start, Ling Xiang hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over, "Prince, Prince, and two empresses, we have been tired from traveling all the way, so we'd better rest in the mansion first."

Before Ling Xiang closed his mouth, Du Mengxian, the second lady who was following Ling Xiang and now the mistress of the house, was busy speaking to help.

"Yes, yes, you two sisters have not seen each other for some time. You must have a lot to say. But you can't be tired just because of talking. You two have to stand here and get tired!" He said, towards Lingxiu.

After looking at it, he reached out and gently took Ling Zihan's hand.

Du Mengxian originally thought that Ling Zihan would refuse directly, but she didn't expect that Ling Zihan would be so generous. He couldn't help but hold her hand, and also held Ling Xiu's hand, and followed the leading hand holding the incense burner.

Maid Likai.

While walking, he also talked with Ling Xiu and Du Mengxian.

However, the atmosphere of the conversation was the same as before. Whenever Ling Xiu brought up the topic with her explosive words, Ling Zihan would pour cold water on it. In the end, Ling Xiu was so angry that she became quiet.

The female relatives who followed them looked at them several times.

But everyone knows that one should not provoke anger, so naturally one will not step forward to interrupt.

Watching the scene quietly, it seemed that Ling Xiu was the only one who wrote, directed, and acted, and it was a farce that couldn't spark any sparks.

According to the rules, Ling Zihan asked Liu Yun to take the maid and distribute the "golden pig" to everyone.

The golden pig is one of the homecoming gifts, and it seems to be the most important one, symbolizing the bride's "chastity." Giving it out in front of Ling Xiu reminded Ling Xiu of things she shouldn't remember.

, about the eldest lady, about this marriage, about... her poor mother.

Unconsciously, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.

She hated the woman in front of her so much.

I hated her good luck. If it hadn't been for her evil luck, she would have fallen into the trap that day and ruined her innocence. Instead of Ling Hui, the unlucky scapegoat, she had received the prince's favor for her.

Otherwise, where would there be today's good luck?

Anger burned in her eyes, but fortunately Du Mengxian, who had received the gift, noticed it in time, gave her a wink in time, and tugged on her sleeves, which brought her back to her senses.

Putting on that gentle and virtuous expression, Ling Xiu found a topic to praise Ling Zihan, giving the illusion of being sisters.

But the smell of gunpowder remains undiminished, and every sentence is thorny.

"Look at sister's crested hairpin, tsk tsk, the quality and craftsmanship are probably not ordinary items. Or dad is partial, and the ones he gives to sister are all the best... Baili Hongzhuang, I'm afraid he will give all the wealth in the family to sister.

It’s exposed.”

"The dowry is the prime minister's wish. As for this hairpin..." Ling Zihan reached out and touched the ruby ​​​​phoenix hairpin on her bun. The corners of her mouth slightly turned up and she uttered a word in a disapproving manner, but it made Ling Xiu angry.

The fire in his eyes - "It was a gift from my father."

"That's because my sister is loved by others. It's a blessing. It's not like Xiu'er. When she got pregnant, the palace just sent a little eunuch to give some supplements and some treasures. But it's not as good as this dime on my sister's head.

Jin Gui." He shook his head and sighed. He was clearly showing off his words, but Ling Xiu said he felt sad.

It causes people to unconsciously make mistakes and think in wrong places.

After hearing those words, several aunts couldn't help but look at Ling Zihan. Their eyes made Ling Zihan feel cold in her heart. These women were really——

"That's not true. When the news came out a few days ago that the Concubine was pregnant, the Queen Mother, the Dowager Concubine, and all the noble lords in the palace all sent people to deliver things to the Concubine. That's it.

Even our prime minister’s house,

They have all benefited from the glory of the empress and received many rewards." Just as the concubines below were looking at each other and exchanging glances, the second girl, Ling Yue, who had always been weak, suddenly spoke timidly, diverting everyone's thoughts.

Ling Zihan looked at Ling Yue's figure, which seemed to have lost weight. She tightened her fingers holding the cup slightly, paused for a moment, put down the cup, and then said to Ling Xiu: "The fourth sister is pregnant with the emperor's grandson. Gong is

Sheji naturally recruits more people

It hurts. I heard the girls in the house talking nonsense, saying that after hearing the news, Long Live Lord specially asked someone to give the bracelet given by the monk of Xihua Temple to the fourth sister. It is a rare thing. This, is not it

Do you really feel sorry for the fourth sister?"

Sure enough, Ling Zihan, who refused to suffer any loss, returned the ambiguous "heartache".

However, Ling Xiu didn't seem to care. She raised her chin slightly, her eyes flashed slightly, and she proudly stretched out her flat belly.

Everyone's mentality is as clear as a mirror. Even if they don't say anything, they don't know what to think.

But they still followed Ling Zihan's words, congratulated Ling Xiu, and then presented sachets and blessing bags. Some even took pictures of horses to a certain level and presented various embroideries for children. Some

Tiger head hats, tiger head shoes, and bellybands embroidered with various auspicious patterns.

Collect them all, and when the baby is born, even if you change one piece a day, you won't be the same again for three months.

However, this little bit of joy did not satisfy Ling Xiu at all. She quickly raised the topic again, and it seemed that she would not be satisfied if Ling Zihan was not driven into a rage today.

But she failed several times, and when she was worrying about what to say to light up the ball of soft cotton, she suddenly heard a voice, giving her a chance.

"There are really many happy events in our house this year. The third young lady and the fourth young lady have all found a good marriage. Now the fourth young lady is pregnant again. I wonder if we will hear the good news about the third young lady in a while."

Everyone looked for reputation, and the person who spoke was Aunt Dong, the biological mother of the second girl, who had always disliked socializing with people in this house.

Although her words mentioned the title that Ling Xiu didn't want to hear the most right now, "Fourth Girl", because it touched on her heart, Ling Xiu didn't care, nodded her head in agreement, and turned to Ling Zihan with a smile:

"Look at my sister's rosy face, she must be so well treated by the prince.

Moisturized. Moreover, the affair between my sister and the prince was so well-arranged outside. I didn’t go out for three days, and I didn’t leave the house for five days. I sent my concubine away as soon as I left the house. This shows how kind the Ninth Prince is...

...I love my sister very much! Otherwise, why would it have been delayed until now?"

Ambiguous words convey hostility.

Mixed with it is more envy and jealousy.

She envied Ling Zihan's good life. With a man like Xuanyuan Huang who loved her so much, the ecstasy she felt during the first three to five days of their wedding might not necessarily be true, but just the thought of sending away the concubines was enough to make the world want to share it with other women.

The woman who had the same husband went crazy with jealousy.

Why!

Why did Ling Xiu only get the position of concubine?

Why can't she, Ling Xiu, become the mistress of the house?

Why can Ling Zihan have a grand wedding with a hundred miles of red makeup?

Why does Ling Zihan take advantage of all the good things without giving anything...

She couldn't understand why God had given Ling Zihan so much, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get rid of the injustice caused by her status.

She was dissatisfied, she was angry, she hated God, and she was even more cruel to Ling Zihan.

Turning her eyes, she looked at Ling Zihan sarcastically, wanting to see her make a fool of herself and see her embarrassed.

Don't want to miss any of her expressions.

But what she saw was just a little woman with a happy smile on her face. Even if the smile was just a shallow smile, it was enough to turn people's hearts into spring water and warm their hearts.

That was happiness from the heart, but to Ling Xiu, it was ridicule and irony.

"Just listen to the rumors from outside. How can you believe them all?" Ling Zihan lowered her eyes and played with the lid of the porcelain cup, stirring up the tea foam inside. The curve of the corner of her mouth deepened slightly, and her tone was

She also had an extra smile: "I know very well that the fourth sister is a

How can a smart person believe those foolish words? As for the date of returning home this time, people outside don’t know, and the fourth sister doesn’t know either? The father said a word and took everyone to the Gyeonggi paddock for hunting, and the prime minister was also on the trip.

Of course, the day of returning home will be delayed."

Adhering to the principle of leaving half a sentence behind, Ling Zihan glanced at Ling Xiu, then turned to look at Du Mengxian who was next to her attacker, and the corners of her mouth curved.

Everyone here is a master of fighting in this house. After listening to these few words, they naturally figured out the reason why Ling Zihan came back late. Naturally, the curiosity was gone, so he changed

Picked up a topic and continued chatting.

Just as everyone was chatting away, they suddenly heard the sound of running footsteps.

"Sister! Sister! Found..."

A crisp voice came, and the handsome figure of the young man appeared in everyone's sight.

Seeing the young man running towards Ling Zihan like a gust of wind, he slowed down when he passed by Du Mengxian and looked at her cautiously, like a little white rabbit seeing a big lion, extremely timid.

Helpless look.

"Qingbo, why are you here? Where's the cardamom?" When the boy approached, Ling Zihan stretched out her hand to pull him over, straightened the boy's jade hairband on his head, and asked.

Ling Qingbo didn't answer her, he still looked at Du Mengxian timidly, turned around and threw himself into Ling Zihan's arms, burying his face in her neck. When everyone gasped, he spoke softly in a low voice.

He asked softly: "Bad guy, bad guy... why are you here?"

The voice of a boy in the transformation stage is always a little scratchy, but at this moment, speaking in this tone, it is difficult not to give rise to a desire for protection.

"Don't be afraid of Qingbo, don't be afraid, my sister is here." Ling Zihan coaxed him softly and raised her eyes to look at Du Mengxian, her seemingly apologetic eyes hidden with sharpness.

When he lowered his head to coax him again, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly in a strange way. At the same time, no one saw that Ling Qingbo, who had his head buried, also showed the same expression as his sister, strange and enchanting.

Aunt Dong looked at the siblings present, and then at Du Mengxian. For a moment, something flashed in her eyes. She turned her eyes and looked at her daughter who pursed her lips tightly and her eyes were filled with relief, and shook her head at her.

It seemed to stop her thoughts.

She understands her daughter's thoughts, and she feels sorry for these two siblings who are suffering from fate. But since it is fate, nothing can help. Fortunately, it is fair for God to treat them, and these two children finally have a happy life after all their hardships.
To be continued...