Chapter 75 Behavior

When the Duke of Zhen came closer, he noticed that there was another handsome man with red lips and white teeth. He hesitated and said, "Who is this..."

"This is Jiang Ling." Ming Huazhang introduced him before Ming Huashang, "The eldest son of Marquis Jiang'an."

Duke Zhenguo realized what was going on and his expression became serious: "So you are the son of Marquis Jiang'an. I am sorry for the insolence."

Jiang Ling was used to being yelled at by his own father, and he did not expect Ming Huazhang and Ming Huashang's father to be so...kind. He hurriedly returned the greeting: "Duke Zhenguo, you are embarrassing me. You are the elder, how dare I accept your greeting?"

Duke Zhenguo exchanged a few pleasantries with Jiang Ling, asked a few dry questions about Marquis Jiang'an's health, and then said nothing more.

Their mansion, which had no sense of existence, could not compare with the powerful Marquis Jiang An. The Ming family and the Jiang family had no dealings, and even the Duke of Zhenguo did not know when the Ming Huazhang siblings became so familiar with the son of Marquis Jiang An.

When Madam Ming heard that the son of Marquis Jiang'an was there, she also got out of the car with the help of her granddaughter and maids, followed by the second and third wives. The female family members' eyes swept over Jiang Ling and then fell on Ming Huashang, with hidden deep meanings in their eyes.

I haven't heard that Erlang is close to the prince of Jiang'an Marquis, so he came here for Ming Huashang? The prince actually brought Ming Huashang to stand on the ceiling of the Jiang family, doesn't this mean he is meeting his parents?

The Second and Third Madams both had some embarrassing expressions on their faces. Old Madam Ming was also very concerned about this matter. She asked Ming Huashang calmly, "Second Madam, you should not receive rewards without merit. Why are you standing in the Jiang family's shed? It's impolite."

Jiang Ling didn't think much about it and said casually, "Don't blame her, old lady. I saw them on the street and called them over."

Madam Ming said slowly, "Master Jiang is truly a brave and chivalrous man. Second Madam, how did you get to know Master Jiang? I didn't even know about this."

Ming Huashang and Jiang Ling were used to fighting in Zhongnan Mountain, and no one took it seriously when they stood in Jiang's shed. Now, after hearing her grandmother's meaningful question, Ming Huashang slowly changed her mind.

Oh no, could grandma have misunderstood? No, she and Jiang Ling?

Ming Huashang was in a complicated mood, and she tactfully said, "Grandma, you misunderstood. Prince Jiang and I are not familiar with each other."

How could she stand in the Jiang family's tent if she was unfamiliar with the place? There were so many people on the street, why didn't the prince Jiang show kindness to others? Madam Ming didn't believe this and continued to ask, "Thank you very much, prince. This child didn't go out often before. She just came to Chang'an and she is unfamiliar with the place. I was worried that she would not know the way. Fortunately, there is the prince. Thank you for your help."

Jiang Ling was about to say "you're welcome" when Ming Huazhang stopped him and said, "Grandmother, you forgot that Second Mother went to Deye Temple to practice. I just brought her to Chang'an yesterday. Today is the second time she and Lord Jiang have met. Lord Jiang and I have met several times at Feihong Villa. Lord Jiang is willing to help me out today. He is really a man of character."

Jiang Ling was stunned by what he said: "Second meeting?"

Ming Huazhang turned around and looked at him calmly: "You forgot that when we met Princess Taiping at Feihong Villa, Er Niang was also in the hall. But there were so many people at that time, so it's normal that you don't remember it."

Jiang Ling responded slowly: "Ah? Oh, yes, it turns out that you and your sister were also at the Feihong Banquet."

They saw each other every day during this period, and Jiang Ling almost forgot that they had gone to Mangshan together at the beginning of the year and met each other there.

Madam Ming was inexplicably disappointed when she saw Jiang Ling's performance. It was obvious that they were not familiar with each other. She actually expected Ming Huashang, a little waste who only knew how to eat and drink, to show some wisdom. She was really blinded by greed.

Ming Huazhang felt that if Jiang Ling stayed any longer, he would be exposed, so he said calmly, "Prince Jiang, Marquis Jiang An just sent someone to tell you to return home as soon as possible. Why don't you leave?"

Jiang Ling looked at Ming Huazhang with a speechless look. If there was something to do, call Jiang Ling. If there was nothing to do, just call him Prince Jiang. Ha, if he interfered with them again next time, he would be a dog!

Jiang Ling left angrily. After the others had gone far away, Duke Zheng asked tentatively, "Shang Shang, you and Lord Jiang..."

Ming Huachang felt a toothache just hearing this assumption, and quickly interrupted: "Father, what are you thinking? I don't know him well, we haven't even spoken a few words, it's impossible."

Duke Zhenguo sighed, not knowing whether to be relieved or regretful: "I was overthinking. I heard that the eldest son of Marquis Jiang'an was domineering, and I thought he was a playboy. I didn't expect that when I saw him today, he was handsome and talented. He is indeed a good-looking young man."

Ming Huazhang coldly interrupted the Duke of Zhen's praise: "Father, you think too much, he is just a playboy."

Duke Zhenguo could only hold back his regret and sigh: "Yes, it's rare to be so great. Our Shangshang is smart, lively, and considerate. There is definitely no shortage of men who want to marry her. Oh, by the way, Shangshang, weren't you at Deye Temple? Why did you come out?"

When Madam Ming heard that Ming Huashang and Jiang Ling were not in that kind of relationship, she became cold and returned to the car with the help of Ming Yu. When the Duke of Zhenguo asked questions, the attendants of the second and third rooms around him pricked up their ears at the same time.

Ming Huashang smiled awkwardly. They might not believe it if she told them, and she actually didn't know either.

Ming Huazhang took over the topic again, speaking for Ming Huashang: "I was the one who brought her down from the mountain. Father and grandmother finally moved back to Chang'an after many years. It would be inappropriate for her to be absent for such a big event, so I brought her back. When I left the temple, I had already asked the abbot for permission. The abbot said that as long as one is sincere, one can practice Taoism anywhere. It just so happens that there is a quiet courtyard in the northeast of the Zhenguogong Mansion. I plan to let her move back home and practice Taoism in the mansion."

The Third Lady was not surprised to hear this. The ceiling that Ming Huazhang had renovated was in disarray, but the Third Lady easily figured it out. This must be because the First Wife saw the rejuvenation of the Li family and wanted to get close to them, so she sent Ming Huashang to the Deye Temple to practice, hoping to please the Crown Prince and the Prince of Xiang by using the name of Princess Anding. Unexpectedly, Ming Huashang was too weak to bear the hardship of the Taoist temple, and she clamored to go home, so Ming Huazhang had to make up a pretext for practicing Taoism at home and bring her back.

All of a sudden, the Third Lady looked at Ming Huashang with eyes full of understanding. Ming Huashang was speechless and could only keep smiling.

Very good, this reason fits her image of a lazy but good-for-nothing. I guess she won't have to explain it anymore in the future.

Duke Zhenguo was very happy to hear this. He had not agreed to send Ming Huashang away in the first place, but she was the one who made a fuss and insisted on leaving. Now that she had come to her senses, it was great. Duke Zhenguo no longer had any ambitions in his life. As long as his children were by his side, that was enough.

The Duke of Zhenguo said happily, "Okay, you've been standing outside all day, your mouths are dry, if you have anything to say, let's go home and talk. Let's go back home!"

Ming Huashang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Ming Huazhang had already ordered people to pull the previously stranded carriage over, helped her get on it, then lightly jumped onto the horse and escorted the huge palace team towards Changxingfang.

Across Suzaku Street, Su Xingzhi looked at the Ming family from afar. It was the first time that Su Yuji had seen a real royal family in her life, and she was deeply shocked by the royal procession that stretched for miles. She was about to marvel at the royal pomp with her brother, but when she turned around, she found that Su Xingzhi was staring at the other side, his eyes fixed for a long time.

Su Yuji looked in the direction of his gaze and saw a group of elegant ladies boarding the carriage leisurely, accompanied by fragrant breezes and servants. Although they were walking on the same land, they seemed to be living in another world.

In the clouds, Su Yuji saw a tall and slender young man standing in front of the carriage, helping a young girl get on.

Su Yuji quickly recognized that it was the Ming family of the Zhenguo Mansion.

It was not that she recognized him, but Ming Huazhang's figure was so outstanding that he could be recognized at a glance even across the Zhuque Tianjie, which was more than fifty feet away.

As for the girl he was escorting, there was no doubt that she was the famous dragon-and-phoenix fetus and the only young lady of the Zhenguo Mansion, Ming Huashang.

Su Yuji felt a little awkward and couldn't help asking, "Brother, what are you looking at?"

Su Xingzhi came back to his senses and shook his head calmly: "Nothing."

Su Yuji didn't believe it, stared at his expression and asked, "You seem to be very concerned about the twins of the Ming family? Why?"

Su Xingzhi's heart sank, his lips moved, but he finally suppressed his anger and said lightly, "No way. We just rented the yard, and we still have a lot of things to buy. Let's go to the West Market to have a look."

Su Yuji looked at him. After being together for many years, she was very familiar with his little habits. Su Yuji immediately felt that he was lying.

Why? Is it because of Ming Hua Zhang or Ming Hua Shang?

Su Yuji looked at the hand that Su Xingzhi stretched out to her, and finally held it, choosing to trust him unconditionally.

Since her grandmother's death, the two of them have depended on each other and moved from Taiyuan to Chang'an. Su Xingzhi has long become the most important person in her life.

Su's mother was in poor health. After giving birth to Su Yuji, she developed a chronic illness and was bedridden until she died when she was four years old. Her father also passed away early, and in those years, only her grandmother and her siblings were at home. As her grandmother was old, Su Yuji remembered that most of the time, it was Su Xingzhi who took care of her.

He held her hand and walked along the country fields. After patrolling the fields, he would hold her hand and take her home, just like he did today.

After his father died, all the family affairs fell to Su Xingzhi. He had to take care of his grandmother, negotiate with tenant farmers, and handle the Su family's farm affairs. In his spare time, he also had to study and learn calligraphy and take care of Su Yuji. When Su Yuji was young, Su Xingzhi even helped her to tie her hair.

They depended on each other as siblings, and they had never been apart even after entering Xuanxiaowei. Su Yuji believed that Su Xingzhi would not lie to her, and if he didn't say anything, he must have his own reasons.

Su Yuji stopped asking questions. Once she entered the West Market and saw the dazzling array of goods, her attention was immediately diverted.

She was skilled in comparing prices from three different stores and bargaining with vendors. Su Xingzhi let Su Yuji arrange this matter. He stood by and watched her fierce side, her face softened, but he couldn't help feeling guilty.

She should have been like those high-class ladies across the street today, never having to worry about money in her life. He wanted to tell her the truth several times, but he could only bear it when he remembered his grandmother's instructions before she died.

If he worked harder and got an official position, he could let her live a life without worries about food and clothing. Su Xingzhi was in a trance, and suddenly his eyebrows froze, and he felt an unusual gaze.

Someone is following them.