Lu Qingtang had already thought of this, and then said to Shui Lingxun's girl: "Step back first, your girl and I have something to say."
After the maid retreated, Lu Qingtang stood up.
She walked up to Shui Lingxun and said softly: "I'm not here to accuse you, I'm here to chat with you, don't be afraid."
Just two days ago, according to His Majesty's decree, the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent Guanglu Temple to hold a birthday banquet for the Princess Regent and Princess Xu at the same time in the Wenxi Building, the largest building in Yanling City.
Both families understand what His Majesty means, which is to reconcile them.
But how can such a thing be reconciled? Even if King Xu is generous, the regent is embarrassed.
The past was mentioned again, and even if the regent and his wife didn't say anything, the sensible Shui Lingxun knew that it was her fault.
Now that Lu Qingtang mentioned it to her, Shui Lingxun naturally felt a little sensitive.
She is escaping.
"I know that you didn't do that on purpose. You didn't want Mo Xinyu to be hurt so badly, right?" Lu Qingtang put his arm around her trembling shoulders.
Shui Lingxun shed tears, big drops falling on her clothes. She shook her head, "I didn't mean it. I really just pushed her lightly and she fell. Then I ignored her. It took me a while to realize that Mo Xinyu's face was scratched."
After saying that, she leaned on Lu Qingtang's shoulder and began to cry. The way she sobbed was heartbreaking.
"You mean, you pushed her and she wasn't injured?" Lu Qingtang seemed to sense that something was wrong.
Shui Lingxun raised his head and looked at her, his big watery eyes were red, "I'm not sure either. After I pushed her, I turned around and left."
She was a little confused at first. How could a five-year-old and an eight-year-old be able to push?
Later, Lu Qingtang asked clearly. Mo Xinyu had been weak since he was a child, and he looked like he was five or six years old when he was eight years old.
Shui Lingxun, on the other hand, comes from a medical family and grew up in the Yaowang Valley in southern Yunnan. He was as strong as a seven or eight-year-old when he was about five years old.
In other words, Shui Lingxun's gentle push might push Mo Xinyu hard.
But it's only possible.
And it is also possible that Mo Xinyu fell down later. After all, he was pushed down at that time, and the attack should have occurred at that time.
Lu Qingtang prefers the latter.
After comforting Shui Lingxun for a while, she stopped crying.
The little girl's tears fell quickly and were put away quickly.
The two of them had snacks together when they suddenly heard a servant coming to report that the regent and his wife had returned, with Mo Zeshen following behind them.
Why is he here? Shouldn't he be in the Yamen?
"I have already agreed with King Xu that their whole family will attend the banquet at Wenxi Tower." Mo Zeshen walked slowly.
The regent next to him was sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed by a servant. After listening to Mo Zeshen's words, he nodded slightly and said, "Prince Lao Chen and Princess Chen are really ashamed to work so hard for our family. My little girl is so young. What happened at that time, I didn’t expect to cause such a big disturbance.”
"However, my third uncle...please ask the regent and the princess to be patient and give my princess some face. After all, this is her first time hosting such a big banquet." Mo Zeshen said tactfully.
The regent nodded repeatedly, "It must be for nothing. For this leg alone, our whole family has to thank Princess Chen. Now when it rains, my leg doesn't hurt at all. This is all due to the princess's medical skills."
"Yes, Prince Chen, don't worry, we will definitely put the overall situation first." The Princess Regent also agreed.
As they talked, they had already arrived in the main hall. After sitting down, they continued to chat, and the servants came forward to serve tea.
Mo Zeshen picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and then said: "Actually, the third uncle's intention is to cure Xinyu's face, and the rest is nothing. My princess has been busy for several days, and she said that she is already cured. Eight, you can rest assured."
"Is that true?" the Princess Regent said quickly, with obvious joy on her face, "Then don't worry, I have always felt sorry for Princess Anhua, thanks to Princess Chen for having such medical skills."
The regent was also surprised, "Then why haven't you heard anyone say anything about this? This is our fault, but we didn't expect to trouble the princess. This..."
"The regent and the princess don't have to be like this. In fact, we also say it's about the two children so as not to offend each other. In the final analysis, it's about the government." Mo Zeshen told the truth.
The regent smiled and said, "Prince Chen is right."
The regent princess on the side put down the tea cup in her hand and asked Mo Zeshen: "Prince Chen, when will your princess come to my house next time? The last time she came to see my husband, she only took a quick look, but I was still thinking about it. Pull her to say a few more words. Last time at His Majesty's birthday banquet, I was really happy to see the princess regain her appearance."
"When the banquet at Wenxi Tower is over, won't we all be able to see my family, Prince Qing and Prince Regent, having dinner alone?" Mo Zeshen smiled proudly.
Anyone who compliments his woman on her beauty will be proud of her.
What's more, Lu Qingtang is completely different now than before.
He originally liked Lu Qingtang, and she became so beautiful. He wished he could hold her in his arms every day and tell everyone that she was his wife when he went out.
When Shui Lingxun heard that the regent and the others were back, he pulled Lu Qingtang and ran all the way to the front hall.
Lu Qingtang was wearing the dress Shui Lingxun picked for her, and she looked like a fairy.
The bright red dress makes her skin whiter and tenderer, and the young woman's unique charm allows her to control this dress better.
When she and Shui Lingxun appeared in the front hall together, everyone was stunned.
Mo Zeshen's eyes were full of appreciation and teasing, and he could tell what was going on in his mind with just one look.
However, the regent beside him subconsciously stood up and murmured: "Rou'er, are you Rou'er?"
"Prince Regent, this is my princess." Mo Zeshen reminded him immediately.
The regent finally came back to his senses. Even the regent princess beside him felt something was wrong, but she didn't say anything.
After Lu Qingtang sat down, he chatted with them for a while. During this period, the regent was absent-minded and looked at Lu Qingtang from time to time.
Lu Qingtang thought it was okay. After all, there was no evil intention in his eyes. It was a kind of longing and reluctance.
But I didn't know him before, so why would he look at me like this?
After bidding farewell to the Prince Regent's Mansion, Lu Qingtang and Mo Zeshen returned to Prince Chen's Mansion.
Sitting in the carriage, Lu Qingtang could clearly feel the cold aura.
Mo Zeshen was jealous.
Marriage requires management, and men also need to be coaxed. Lu Qingtang understands this truth.
She stood up and hugged his neck, her body fell softly into his arms, her solid chest was elastic, and Mo Zeshen easily put his arms around her slender waist.
