Chapter 1387 Return to Beijing 8.

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On the other side, since the old lady fell ill, the first lady and the second lady have been taking care of her at Ruixueyuan. The third lady only goes to Ruixueyuan occasionally because she is "too busy".

At this time, she was seen wearing a luxurious dress and sitting in the pavilion drinking tea and snacks with the third wife's sister, Xiao Song.

I saw Mrs. Song raising her orchid finger, her eyes narrowed with joy, and she was carefully tasting the pastries sent from the Prince's Mansion, and praised: "Auntie is really blessed by Yuan'er. This pastry is soft and delicious. , it melts in your mouth and is so exquisitely made that I can’t even name it.”

In fact, she has never even seen him.

Seeing that her biological sister had an expression that had never seen the world, the third lady's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of pride and complacency, and she said lightly: "It's because Yuan'er is filial. She sends all the delicious and beautiful things home. It's also the prince who cares about her." She dotes on her very much.”

Xiao Song said a little vulgarly: "Sister, I really raised a good daughter. Not only is she beautiful, she is also versatile. She caught the prince's heart and fascinated him. She will have many good days in the future..."

Before the third lady could be proud, Xiao Song continued: "But there are rumors outside that our Yuan'er is so lucky that we can marry the prince as a concubine, and the pheasant lives in the golden nest. In the future, Glory and wealth are naturally great. If we give birth to seven or eight more princes and princesses, then we can just sit back and enjoy the blessings."

The third lady suddenly became unhappy. She snatched the snack from Xiao Song's hand and said angrily: "My two daughters were raised carefully by me. What kind of bullshit luck do you have? Please be more civilized. You know I'm the most annoying." What are you talking about? Vulgarity means vulgarity. It is vulgar everywhere. Daughters from famous families are all very noble. My Yuan'er and Xuan'er are also very noble."

"I didn't say these words, they were said by others." Mrs. Song snatched the snack from the third lady's hand, glanced at her sister sideways, and then looked around at the exquisite bonsai, rockery and other decorations in the yard, with some confusion in her eyes. Jealousy and envy.

When Xiao Song said this, the third lady was even more angry. She knew immediately that it was her sisters-in-law who were talking behind her back.

At this time, An Tingxuan came back from outside. When he saw his mother sitting in the pavilion drinking tea and eating snacks, he was stunned for a moment. He asked about the reason why his mother never went to the old lady's side. Yes, she is sick, and she is afraid that the illness will spread to the old lady.

An Tingxuan heard that his mother was ill and ran back quickly, but he didn't expect that she was here saying such treasonous things to her aunt.

Immediately, An Tingxuan ran over angrily and knocked all the tea and snacks on the stone table to the ground, scaring the third lady and Xiao Song with their eyes wide open.

Little Song also murmured: "Tsk, tsk, sister, is this still the gentle and elegant gentleman in our family? I am afraid that reading has made my brain stupid."

"Xuan'er, why are you so ignorant of etiquette? Apologize to your aunt quickly." The third lady said strangely, these snacks are all used to entertain the little Song Ci family.

An Tingxuan's eyes were cold and he said angrily: "Mother, you know that if the words you just said reached His Majesty's ears, it would bring disaster to our family and lead to beheading."

When the third lady and Xiao Song heard that they wanted a killer, their faces turned green with fear. The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. They had already forgotten what they had just said?

The two looked at each other, and then heard An Tingxuan yell: "Grandma is seriously ill..." He no longer knew whether he should blame his mother.