Chapter 565: Your grandmother is quite capable
Lu Xiang had a perfect smile on his face, but his heart couldn't help but shudder, and goose bumps covered his arms.
"Why don't I see Sister Yan?" Lu Xiang looked around and asked with a smile.
The smile on Wu'an Marquis's wife's face froze for a moment, then she smiled again and said, "I was afraid that she would be tired, so I didn't ask her to come out to entertain the guests. I was just waiting for you to come. You know, Yan'er is weak, and I usually don't want her to be tired! Ruyue, go and ask the eldest lady to come."
Lu Xiang; “…”
hehe!
Can’t bear to see He Zhiyan tired?
She is really shameless. She can say all this without blushing or getting angry. People who don’t know her would think she is such a kind and gentle stepmother.
"Why are you talking while standing? Please invite Miss Third to sit in the Qunfang Hall." Mrs. Luo suddenly said.
This remark was secretly accusing the wife of Marquis Wu'an of being inconsiderate, as she would not let guests stand here to chat. It also served to highlight her thoughtfulness and virtue.
The wife of Marquis Wu'an glared at Luo without leaving a trace.
Bitch, she actually ran up to her and pointed fingers at her.
"Look at me. I'm so happy when I see you. Sit down and have some tea first. When Yan'er comes, I'll let Minmin take you around. In spring, the flowers in the garden are in full bloom. It's a perfect time to enjoy them." Lady Wu'an Hou smiled at Lu Xiang, suppressing her anger.
As she spoke, she pushed Luo with her elbow, and Luo took a few steps back. After she stood firm, she saw the wife of Marquis Wu'an taking Lu Xiang away. She was so angry that she almost bit her teeth to pieces.
"Useless thing, are you a piece of wood? Why don't you take this opportunity to build a good relationship with Lu Xiang?" Luo was so angry that she had no place to vent. When she turned her head and saw her expressionless daughter beside her, she raised her hand and patted her, saying angrily: "Mother has taken the trouble to pave the way for you, but it is all for your future happiness. Learn from He Zhiyan. Since she hooked up with Lu Xiang, even your eldest aunt has been afraid of her. If she can be as close to you as a sister, it will be easier for you to gain a foothold in the Anguo Mansion."
When He Zhimiao heard the last part, a hint of disgust suddenly appeared in her indifferent eyes. She bit her lip and struggled like a trapped beast, and said angrily, "Are you doing this for my own good or for your own good? If you like Lu Xiang so much, why don't you ask your son to marry her back?"
"You stupid girl, how can you be so ungrateful?" Luo's face turned blue with anger, and she hit her hard on the back again: "If you still want to stay in the mansion, you should be obedient. You are my biological daughter, how can I harm you?"
Marry Lu Xiang? She's dying.
Didn’t you see that Prime Minister Liu’s son was beaten half to death by the Eighth Prince when he came to propose marriage? The Emperor was furious and severely punished Liu Chengyu, even depriving him of his honors and fame, and forbade him to enter the court for life.
Could she joke about her son's future?
"Heh..." He Zhimiao looked at Luo with dim eyes and sneered.
Her biological mother only had eyes for herself and her son, and her daughter was just a pawn that could be sacrificed for the family at any time.
It would be fine if he wanted to use her, but why did he have to let her seduce Song Yanjun?
Even though he was the prince of Anguo and the nephew of the Queen, and had a noble status, no woman who married him would live long. What was the point of her wanting this short-lived wealth and glory?
He Zhimiao felt unwilling, but could not resist.
Various famous flowers are in full bloom in the garden of Wu'an Marquis Mansion, which looks particularly vibrant in spring.
He Zhiyan came slowly and said, "Hello, mother." Then she greeted everyone.
"Are you feeling better?" asked the wife of Marquis Wu'an with concern.
In front of outsiders, no matter how much she hated He Zhiyan, she couldn't show it, otherwise she would be disrespecting the reputation of the Marquisate. It didn't matter if He Zhiyan was embarrassed, but it would affect her and her daughter.
He Zhiyan nodded in agreement: "Much better."
"That's good. The flowers in the garden are blooming. You can take Miss Lu San for a walk."
"Yes, mother."
"Mom, I'll go too." He Zhimin said.
Madam Wu'an Marquis smiled dotingly and said, "Go ahead, go ahead. Anyone who wants to go can go. There's no need to be restrained."
After hearing this, many people could no longer sit still. Seeing He Zhiyan and Lu Xiang leaving the Qunfang Hall, they followed them out.
The current Wu'an Marquis Mansion is half of the original one, and the other half is under the control of Old Madam He, who uses it as a residence for her son. At the beginning, He Xiong was very powerful and had the help of the old lady, so He Yu could not stop him.
Therefore, the garden is not big, and there is no pavilion. The scenery is not bad, but it is not amazing. It is not as beautiful as the Lu family's garden, let alone the Qiao family's.
However, those who came to celebrate Old Madam He's birthday today were not from wealthy and powerful families with deep political backgrounds. Most of their mansions were not even as big as the Marquis Wu'an's Mansion, so many people were strolling around the garden with great interest.
Of course, what interested them was Lu Xiang.
The chattering sounds in her ears made Lu Xiang's head buzz. These were obviously people she had never seen in her past life or this life, but they seemed to be very familiar to her.
"Sister Yan, I'm a little tired. Let's find a place to sit down." Lu Xiang suddenly said.
She really couldn't stand it anymore. These people were not tired of talking, but she was tired of listening.
"Let's go there." He Zhiyan understood instantly and pointed to a place in front of the garden and said, where there was a stone table and several stone benches.
When Lu Xiang said this, everyone immediately understood what she meant: she wanted to be alone for a while.
"I heard that people are playing pitch pot in the front yard. Xiangxiang, don't you want to join in?" He Zhimin thought for a moment, walked up to her and asked.
In an open space in front of the hanging flower gate connected to the backyard, the young masters gathered together to play tossing pots.
"No, Miss Fifth, please take everyone there." Lu Xiang said with a faint smile.
He Zhimin was rejected, the corners of his mouth froze slightly, and then he smiled awkwardly: "Then...then okay."
But jealousy burned in my heart.
Her attitude was so friendly, but Lu Xiang turned a blind eye and rejected her in front of so many people.
Although others didn't think there was anything wrong, He Zhimin still felt slapped in the face.
No matter how angry He Zhimin was, Lu Xiang pulled He Zhiyan and Lu Qiao away from these people.
"Liuliu, ask someone to bring tea and some food." He Zhiyan instructed the maid after sitting down.
Liuliu Fushen responded, "Yes, Miss."
"Why haven't I seen Madam He?" Lu Qiao asked He Zhiyan, holding her chin with both hands.
He Zhiyan laughed and said, "You don't know my old lady. Today is her birthday. She won't come out to see guests until the last minute."
The implication is that the old lady is putting on airs.
Lu Qiao understood instantly and smacked her lips and said, "Sister Yan, your grandmother must be quite capable."
Listening to Lu Qiao's description, He Zhiyan smiled slyly and said, "She is quite capable of making trouble, but she doesn't bother to make trouble for me."
She was suppressed by her stepmother, so the old lady didn't pay much attention to her. After all, there was no benefit in competing with a sick girl like her, and it also saved her the trouble of paying respects to her stepmother every now and then.
Liuliu came back soon, followed by several maids, each holding a tray in their hands.
Several people placed tea and snacks on the table one by one.
As he was speaking, a tall and fair figure was seen walking towards him.
Lu Xiang looked at the newcomer with some surprise: "Brother, why are you here too?"
As far as she knew, the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion and the Duke of Anguo had no dealings at all. At least, their relationship was not so good that people from the Duke of Anguo's Mansion came to celebrate the old lady's birthday.
Song Yanjun walked up to Lu Xiang. He had a fair and smooth face, handsome features, and a soft light in his dark pupils. He was graceful and had an outstanding temperament.
He chuckled and touched Lu Xiang's head: "I didn't plan to come, but I heard you were here, so I came. How is it? Has anyone bullied you?"
Looking at Song Yanjun's concerned eyes, Lu Xiang felt warm in his heart: "Thank you for your concern, brother. I'm fine. No one bullies me."
"I just arrived and I learned that you were already here, so I came to see you first. I'm in the front yard. If you need anything, feel free to ask someone to come find me. Just be careful, okay?"
"Got it." Lu Xiang didn't think much about it and responded obediently. She just thought that Song Yanjun loved and cared about his sister as a brother, so he didn't forget to remind her about everything. She never thought that Song Yanjun was deceived by someone because he heard that He Zhimin hated her and might plot against her.
"Miss He, I'll have to trouble you to take care of Xiangxiang." Song Yanjun suddenly turned his head to look at He Zhiyan, and said with a gentle smile on his handsome face.
He Zhiyan Waner smiled and said, "You are too polite, my lord. It is my duty to take care of Xiangxiang."
This prince really dotes on his sister.
Song Yanjun left without staying long.
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