When An Xilin heard her cousin praising her, she suddenly smiled slightly and a blush appeared on her face. That smile was as delicate as a daffodil, like a fish and a goose falling, "Only my cousin thinks Lin'er is beautiful."
An Xilin frowned as if she had something unhappy, sighed and said softly: "Today Lin'er was rude in front of the fourth prince and the eldest prince. Now my mother is not happy with her father, and she even beat her for no reason. Twenty boards, the eldest sister doesn’t take my mother seriously, which is understandable. After all, she is just an aunt. She said that she would also suppress anyone who came out of the Prime Minister’s Palace. Lin’er couldn’t get angry with this tone. Her mouth was full of disdain. Lin'er's grandfather, even though Lin'er repeatedly tolerated it, he still couldn't get angry."
Lin Ji secretly wondered if her aunt was quite capable, so how could she be treated so badly?
Hearing this, his face was filled with dark clouds. Is the eldest lady of the Anping Marquis Mansion so sharp-tongued? He hadn't returned to Beijing for two years, and he didn't know much about these things in the back house, but he said calmly and slowly: "My cousin said that there was a Master Yuan today, and she even invited Master Wen here. Please be more careful. .”
Seeing Lin Ji's interest, An Xilin told what happened today one-third true and seven-half false, telling An Xiyue that he was very scheming. But the arrogance and debauchery in the eyes of Master Yuan are vividly depicted.
Only now did Lin Ji secretly smell something out of it. He smiled lightly and said, "The young master my cousin mentioned is not a simple person. He is the only one who can be appreciated and judged by Master Wen."
An Xilin frowned and was shocked again. Did she offend some big shot today? But why does that person seem to be working together to punish her? The eldest sister doesn’t know that person either.
I asked casually: "Who is he?"
Lin Ji remembered that day when the He family's young master was killed on the street, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly: "Nangong Yuanyi, the eldest son of Prince Yu's palace, is the only one who is liked by Taifu Wen the most. As for his appearance, Miao Jiang There is a magic that can make a face and change the appearance."
An Xilin opened her beautiful eyes in surprise and said calmly: "There is such a magical thing. Can this kind of magic change anyone's appearance?"
Aunt Lin has never been out of the courtyard and is no more knowledgeable than the men. She has never heard of or seen making a dough for others.
Suddenly, his eyes turned cold, and he smiled at Lin Ji and said: "Ji'er, let's show some respect for my aunt. My aunt can't bear this tone. That little bitch is going too far to bully others. Just because she's the eldest daughter. Bullying like this, after all, my father is the prime minister, and I also have the support of my maternal family."
An Tingjun said: "How can it be so magical? It requires someone with advanced martial arts skills to use internal force to fit it together, and making a piece of dough is worth tens of thousands of gold. How can ordinary people afford it? I'd better give up this idea."
Lin Ji smiled faintly, his handsome face full of vicious and murderous aura.
Lin Wan was the daughter of her grandfather and a foot-washing maid. The foot-washing maid was eventually taken to her aunt, but within a few years the foot-washing maid slowly died of illness, so Lin Wan was raised in her grandmother's name, and her status was considered Noble, but in the end he resigned himself to becoming pregnant with Lord An's bastard. After giving birth to his eldest son, he was taken away from his house.
Back then, he heard his mother talk about this. Lin Wantian was so beautiful that she was originally going to be given to someone else as a concubine. But unexpectedly, she became pregnant before she could give her away. His grandfather had no choice but to let her go. She followed Mr. An and entered the An Mansion because Lin Wan had the means and lived a comfortable life. She was even more prestigious than the mistress. I heard that she later took charge of the house. How could she ever see her in such a miserable state.
Lin Ji had never called Lin Wan Aunt before. He glanced at An Xilin and An Xilang and said calmly: "Aunt, don't be impatient. Killing a chicken with a bull's knives. Leave this matter to Ji'er, who will definitely vent her bad breath on my aunt's behalf. "
Lin Wan also knew that dealing with the people of the Lin Mansion was like seeking the skin of a tiger, but she had no choice. She had no strength of her own. Only by relying on her maternal family could she survive and her three children would have hope in the future.
An Xilin naturally didn't understand the reason, but if she could really suppress An Xiyue to vent her anger on her behalf, she would be very happy.
Hearing Lin Ji say this, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and his eyes became cold. It was best to have their cousin to support them, so a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "It's best Make her disappear."
Lin Ji did not expect that this cousin, who had not seen her for two years, was usually gentle and weak, but today she had a ferocious expression on her face, and her eyes seemed to be filled with poison.
At this time, Lin Ji's handsome face was seen smiling a little deeper, as if a dazzling beam of light shot into An Xilin's eyes.
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Ruixueyuan.
An Xiyue was calm and generous, sitting beside the old lady. How could An Xiyue be so close to her grandmother in her previous life? She smiled lightly at the old lady and said softly: "My granddaughter heard from Sister Lin that my grandmother is not feeling well. Can you please call the doctor?" Have seen it."
I saw the old lady's silver hair combed dignifiedly. She was wearing a navy blue cotton-padded jacket and a rabbit velvet gold-trimmed skirt underneath. She had a cheerful smile on her face. "Girl Lin is making a fuss too. Grandma is in good health." very."
Mother Liu looked at her and smiled happily. They said that the eldest lady was too dull to make the old lady happy, but it didn't look like it now. She stepped forward and brought a cup of tea for the eldest lady, put it on the coffee table and said slowly: "Old lady, I haven't been here these days. I was thinking about eating and drinking, but it seemed fine, so I didn't ask for a doctor."
"Hey, I forgot about this. The fresh fish soup cooked by Feng's mother is the most delicious. Ask her to try it. Maybe it will suit my grandmother's appetite." An Xiyue smiled playfully.
The old lady looked at her somewhat different granddaughter and smiled lovingly. She heard that she had been praised by Master Wen this morning and had gained face for the Anping Marquis. She smiled from ear to ear and said, "Don't bother me. Don't listen to Mother Liu's nonsense. No matter what you bother to do, people are like this when they get old, and nothing they eat tastes good."
An Xiyue saw that the old lady's face was a little ugly, as if she was really sick, so he deliberately turned cold, slapped the old lady's hand, held it in his palm, and said angrily: "Grandma, you must take care of yourself, so that my father will be away from home." Only when you are busy can you feel at ease. My granddaughter doesn't want to let her grandmother suffer, so she should ask the doctor to take a look."
Suddenly a flash of crystal light appeared in the old lady's eyes, as if there was a mist of water. She was old and useless. Who cares about the good or bad of an old woman? She was a little uncomfortable hearing such heartwarming words from her granddaughter, but She looked at her granddaughter with sincerity in her eyes. The eldest son had always been the most filial, but he was getting busier and busier and couldn't even see anyone all day long.
It’s true that time is not forgiving.
Jiang Shuangren was very clever. After hearing what the eldest lady said, he took the initiative to invite Mother Wu to the old lady's small kitchen.
An Xiyue looked at the old lady with sad eyes, held her hand with a playful smile, and said softly: "Grandma, no matter how old she is, is still as beautiful as a flower."
Suddenly, the old lady laughed, and instantly wiped away the gloom in her eyes. She saw An Xiyue's face with a calm expression, and said: "Yueer also knows a little about the art of Qihuang. Back then, my grandfather resigned and returned to Pingcheng. , I sent a lot of medical books to my mother for safekeeping, and Yue'er has also read a few of them."
