Last night I found out that the third young lady was not dead and returned home. Although the young lady looked unhappy, it was not as bad as it is now.
Now……
"Miss..." Bingyue spoke tentatively with gritted teeth.
"Haha, betrothal gift." Ling Ruolan sneered. There was an indescribable coldness in that smile.
"Miss, I'm just offering the betrothal gift. You still have time to deal with it..." As long as the Third Miss hasn't married into the Regent's Palace, it's still easier to take action. Even if she marries into the Regent's Palace, with the identity of a Miss, if she wants to plot to get rid of the Third Miss, she can still find an opportunity.
Ling Ruolan just laughed again with an ambiguous tone.
Bingyue had absolutely no idea what her young lady was thinking.
But she was also very aware of the reality, and said with some concern, "Miss, according to the Third Miss's usual style, Huichun Hall was destroyed like that, and people were injured. She will definitely not let those who smashed and destroyed things off easily. But..."
Ling Ruolan sneered again, "But this time she didn't shed any blood at all. Instead, she asked the government officials to get rid of those people."
"I don't understand..."
"What's there to not understand? If Ling Jing had fallen for such a superficial trick, she would have died countless times."
Bingyue thought about it and agreed. If the Third Miss really attacked those ordinary people, it would probably arouse public indignation!
This is fundamentally different from the previous times when the Third Miss took action.
After all, overnight, ordinary people in the capital now all thought that the thousands of ordinary people on Mount Jiuyi were killed by the Third Miss for no reason. Not a single corpse was found, and the government and the court helped to conceal it.
This matter is not to be taken lightly at all.
If blood is shed at this time, the whole Kyoto might riot!
Let’s not talk about this matter for now. After all, it’s not our own lady who is behind this.
As for another thing, Bingyue was very worried.
"Last night, the Third Miss went to the master's room when she returned home. I'm afraid her medical skills cannot hide the 'strangeness' of the master..."
"So what?" Ling Ruolan didn't care about this at all.
"Miss, if Miss Three tells the master that he was... poisoned by a Gu." He lowered his voice for the last three words before continuing, "The master has always hated Gu. Miss Five gradually lost the master's favor, including Madam, who was disliked by the master since the Gu was applied. I am afraid that if the master finds out about you..."
"So what if they found out about me?" Ling Ruolan's beautiful eyes flashed with disdain, "I'm not Ling Yanran, and even less my mother. We made the same mistake, but Dad won't do it to me."
She curled her lips for a rare moment, "Sometimes, people's preferences are just so strange, aren't they? Without enough likes and love, no matter how others treat you, it won't matter to you. With enough likes and love, even if someone does something unforgivable, you will choose to give in and forgive again and again."
She laughed softly, "What can I do? Compared to Ling Jing, Dad really has no principles. He naturally likes me more."
Although Bingyue has always been loyal, after all, as a slave, there is no other choice but to be loyal.
Only when the Lord honors his servants will he be honored.
But at this moment, I don't mind feeling so cold that my scalp is tingling.
It was because the young lady knew that the master liked her the most and loved her the most as his daughter. That was why she acted recklessly time and time again, and this time she even used and hurt the master himself without any scruples.
How...how cold and indifferent.
Bingyue thought about it and realized that she was just a maid and had little use value.
But, you can't think like that. What will happen to her if she is completely useless in the future?
When I thought of this, I shuddered for no reason.
I dare not have any other extra thoughts. I dare not have any second thoughts!
After Ling Ruolan said these words, she seemed to feel a lot better.
"Where's my piano?"
Bingyue immediately took out the zither, and soon, the yard was filled with the melodious and beautiful sound of the zither.
When Baili Feiyue and others returned to the general's mansion, Ling Sheng's father was lying in bed and unable to get out, and Aunt Lan was in the yard at the moment.
The yard was a bright red area filled with boxes.
Outside the General's Mansion, the guards and carriages from the Regent's Palace that had delivered the boxes were still neatly parked by the side waiting.
When Su Yi Huanhuan came back and saw this situation, she understood what was going on.
Is this the Regent’s betrothal gift?
Their eyes once again fell on the little baby in Baili Feiyue's hand.
The little kid looked up at Baili Feiyue.
Baili Feiyue received his gaze, but she was a little worried when she looked at the boxes in the yard. The general's warehouse couldn't hold them.
Aunt Lan came over at this moment and said, "Miss San, there are many empty rooms in Qingfeng Pavilion. Why not put it directly in your Qingfeng Pavilion?"
Feeling the little baby's fingers pulling her hand tense again, Baili Feiyue had no choice but to accept it.
After all, I promised him, "Okay."
At this time, the young master became active, "It's very heavy, mother, can I ask the guards to come in and help?"
Gold and silver must be heavy!
Baili Feiyue touched his head and nodded.
Standing around were Aunt Lan in plain clothes, the other maids and servants, and even the young ladies of the Ling Mansion who had not left yet to watch the fun.
When I heard the title "Young Master", all kinds of thoughts and shock filled my mind.
The guards of the Regent's Palace worked very efficiently and it took them half an hour to move.
Although Suyi and Yinghuan both suffered minor injuries of varying degrees, as soon as they returned to Qingfeng Pavilion, they did not rest at all and started to clean up the house very quickly.
Although the house was clean, there was nothing much to clean up.
Soon, Qingfeng Pavilion was bustling with life again.
While those guards were busy, Huanhuan actually managed to make some pastries, and Suyi also made some fruit tea that the little kid liked to drink.
The little prince, who usually didn't say a word, seemed like a different person when they served him cakes and fruit tea.
Although he was not as intimate as he was with Baili Feiyue, he was quite polite and said thank you.
Su Yi and Ying Hua were both flattered.
However, the little doll didn't stay for long.
After all the guards had moved, he held Baili Feiyue's hand and reluctantly whispered, "Mother, I have to go back home first."
"Go ahead, and be careful on the road."
"Yeah." The little baby rubbed against her arms again, then walked away, looking back every few steps.
After the little doll left, Su Yi ran up again, "Miss, wuwuwu, do you know that I was worried to death..."
Let’s not talk about the whole story here.
Outside the general's mansion, a little kid in a black jacket got on the front carriage.
As soon as he entered the carriage, he was completely different from the soft and cute little boy in front of Baili Feiyue.
Looking at the man in the carriage with a baby face who couldn't hold back his smile, he said coldly, "Very funny?"
Xiangyang touched his nose and said, "Ahem, no, no."
Tsk tsk, that’s scary.
The aura of changing his face in the blink of an eye was terrifying, and at such a young age, his determination to achieve his goal was also terrifying. Xiangyang knew a little about the character of their young prince.
However, today in front of Miss Ling San, those acts of weakness, coquettishness, pretending to be pitiful, pretending to be scared, etc., simply surprised him!
He almost fell headfirst to the ground!
The stimulation he felt was no different from red rain!
The scariest thing is, he did it!
He could attack people's weaknesses accurately. Although it's hard to say he took advantage of them, he did take advantage of Miss Ling's liking for him.
Not only that, Miss Ling San has a personality like that. If you provoke her, she will not respond to any hard or soft tactics. If you don't provoke her, she will obviously respond to soft tactics and not hard tactics.
This point was also clearly seen by the young master of this family.
The little kid in black robe didn't even look at Xiangyang.
The little hands in the sleeves were kneading dough dolls.
He held it tightly, even though he knew that what he showed in front of her was real and true. But he was playing tricks...
He didn't want to play tricks on her, he didn't want to.
But, he wanted her to be his mother more.
I really want to.
I really want to...
Mother, if she comes to her senses and realizes what has happened, she will forgive him, right?
You won't hate him, will you?
Subconsciously, he squeezed the dough doll a little tighter, but then he remembered something and let go suddenly.
Can't break it...
At this time, the outside world in Kyoto was in chaos again.
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