Chapter 36: Dongyang Earl's Mansion
The person that the wife of Marquis Jingwei had her eyes on was Qu Ling.
She saw it clearly that day at the Song family.
The eldest princess supported Qu Ling very much, and after she was awarded the title of county lady, she overshadowed her previous reputation in the capital.
He stabbed his stepmother and was sent to Jiangzhou for six years. The Marquis's Mansion ignored him, but now he says he went there to recuperate. Who would believe it?
There are also rumors that it was a self-torture trick by the wife of Marquis Dingxiang, and it is probably the work of the eldest princess.
She felt that Qu Ling was a suitable wife for Chi Yuan.
Given her status, no one would accuse her as a mother of being harsh on her son.
Children without mothers are always pitiful. If you try to win her over, you won't be afraid that she won't be on the same page with you.
The most important thing is that Qu Ling is close to the eldest princess, and if Chi Yuan marries her, he will implicitly be in the eldest princess's camp.
The Crown Prince and the eldest princess were arguing fiercely. Although the Emperor was trying to smooth things over, he was secretly on the side of his own son. When the time came and the petition was submitted to Chi Yuan requesting that he be named the Crown Prince, no one would be happy.
The wife of Marquis Jingwei felt much better.
It’s not that she doesn’t love Chi Yuan.
That was the child I had been waiting for for a long time.
Even if he lost his position as the crown prince, he still had an official position. With his ability, he would be promoted in the future. He also had a county lady's wife, so he had no worries at all.
You should give in to your younger brother.
"Go and ask if Miss Qu is married?"
Since the imperial decree of enthronement had not been issued, she could not call her the county lady directly.
The servants received the order and dared not disobey, and they all got busy.
Little did she know that she was not the only one thinking about Qu Ling.
On the day of Qu Lianxue's funeral, the wife of the Duke of Dongyang sat next to the old lady.
Seeing Su Yi, Qu Ling's eyes lit up and she came up to hold her hand affectionately, "A Ling has really grown up, she looks just like her mother."
"Whose family is this lady from?" Qu Ling avoided him directly, holding up her skirt and snuggling up to the old lady.
She knew him.
How could I not recognize him?
In her previous life, she was desperate and had to seek help at the door of Dongyang Marquis' Mansion.
Too bad I didn't even get through the door.
A woman with a face full of flesh came out to send her away. "Our mistress said that although the girl has lost her mother, she still has her father and grandmother. The girl is not disciplined and brought men into the house, causing a lot of trouble. Our uncle's family is weak, and we are not scavengers."
She had never thought of marrying into the Dongyang Marquis's Mansion, but she just hoped someone could speak for her when she was isolated and helpless.
In fact, why would the Dongyang Marquis' Mansion care about her?
In order to seize my mother's dowry, they almost killed her.
Fortunately, the eldest princess protected me, so I was safe.
For my mother, marrying into the Dingxiang Marquis's Mansion was like escaping from death.
People like that have evil hearts.
In fact, the playboy from the Wang family who forced her to marry was later killed by the eldest princess.
At the same time, it also brought a lot of trouble to the eldest princess. The prince and his party kept an eye on the princess's mansion all the time, and would magnify any disturbance.
At that time, Qu Ling already knew that the eldest princess and Zhao Yuanrong were the only ones in the world who always treated her as a human being.
She quite dislikes herself.
Like a jinx.
The servants in the Marquis's Mansion also said so.
So when the Wang family asked her to arrange a ghost marriage, she didn't want to live anymore.
They might as well all die.
At least this way the eldest princess won't be implicated anymore.
She only killed Dingxiang Houfu
There is no chance to attack Dongyang Marquis Mansion
It's delivered to your door, that's great.
"This is the lady from your mother's family, the uncle's mansion," the old lady introduced. "You should call her aunt."
"I don't recognize her," Qu Ling said, "Even if she's my aunt, how come I never saw her until I was sixteen?"
In a joking tone, "Could it be some relative who came to ask for money?"
As she spoke, her bright eyes looked up and down at the wife of the Duke of Dongyang.
Wearing half-worn clothes and outdated jewelry, she was not rich.
The wife of the Duke of Dongyang cursed in her heart, "What a cunning little bitch."
If all the property of the Bo Mansion had not been taken away by Xu Zhaoyue, how could they have become so poor and in such a shameful state?
"A Ling, don't talk nonsense," the old lady said, pretending to blame, but actually she was not angry. "After all, you are an elder, you should know the etiquette."
Qu Ling lowered his head, making it impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.
"Lianxue's funeral is over. You should go to the ancestral hall to pick up Lianzhi," the old lady said. "Sisters in the same family should get along well."
Noble ladies from aristocratic families are all valuable.
It’s a pity that Qu Lianxue died, and we must make good use of the rest.
Cuilu personally escorted Qu Ling out. "The young lady looks much better than when she first came back. It's true that people are in high spirits when they are happy."
Qu Ling smiled, didn't say anything, and left with Tingqin.
"The girl doesn't seem to like Sister Cuilu very much." Tingqin noticed it.
Qu Ling still didn't say anything, and Tingqin obediently didn't say anything.
"She wants to be the Marquis's concubine," Qu Ling said suddenly as the master and servant walked along the quiet road. "No one likes someone who wants to be their father's concubine."
Tingqin subconsciously asked, "But the young lady is very good to Concubine Miao."
At her aunt's wedding banquet, the girl even defended her.
"She looks a lot like my mother," Qu Ling said. "I've seen her portrait hanging in the ancestral hall. They really look like each other."
Tingqin had never been to the ancestral hall before, and was a little surprised. "Could it be that the Marquis is still thinking about the late Madam?"
Qu Ling didn't understand either.
Why was someone who looked so similar to Xu Zhaoyue brought in?
"He doesn't deserve to remember my mother." Qu Ling walked until he arrived at the ancestral hall.
The gatekeeper saw her and greeted her flatteringly, "Greetings, young lady."
It hadn't been long since then, and the wind direction in the mansion had completely changed.
Qu Ling sighed, power is really a good thing.
"I'm here to pick up the second girl," she said.
"But what does the Marquis mean?" The servant wanted to flatter her, but did not dare to let her in without permission.
The Marquis was really angry. The second girl's hand was swollen from being hit with a ruler, but the Marquis didn't even give her medicine.
No one sent by the madam was allowed in.
"The old lady has already told the Marquis," Qu Ling said, "The fourth lady's funeral is coming up, so it's time to let the second lady out."
"yes."
This is exactly what the servant wants.
The heavy wooden door of the ancestral hall was pushed open.
Qu Ling stood outside the doorway, his eyes fixed on the back of the man kneeling straight.
Qu Lianzhi had been kneeling for three whole days. Her hair was loose and her clothes were wrinkled, but her back was still stubbornly straight.
Qu Ling vaguely saw her former self, but she was not as good as Qu Lianzhi.
When she was locked up in the ancestral hall, she always cried and made a fuss.
I don't know how many times she has scolded those ancestral tablets that are worshipped with incense.
If only I had been braver, I could have burned down the ancestral hall.
They always found a thousand reasons to punish her by making her kneel in the ancestral hall.
"Are you here to laugh at me?" Qu Lianzhi heard the noise and knew who it was without turning around. His voice was hoarse.
"No," Qu Ling walked to Xu Zhaoyue's tablet, "I'm here to take you out."
"Why didn't my mother come to pick me up?"
It has been three days and her mother has not been seen. Qu Lianzhi is a little worried.
Qu Ling, "She's sick, dying."
This time, Song was really sick.
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