Just in the plum garden, King Rui looked at him with obsessive eyes and the jealousy that the third sister smiled on the surface but could not hide. Lin Ziting saw it clearly. After returning to her yard, she changed into a happy smile on her face and snorted coldly, "Just because of you, a concubine, still want to fight with me?"

"Hello, Madam." The maid's respectful voice came from the door.

Before Lin Ziting could get up, the eldest wife of the Lin family, Zhong, came in. Now the ruler of the Lin family, after sitting down, asked, "Ting'er, where did you go just now?"

"I didn't go anywhere, I just went around the Meiyuan." Lin Ziting said distractedly.

How could Zhong not know about the movements of the Lin Mansion, especially the big thing about King Rui coming down from the mansion?

Lin Ziting raised her beautiful chin, her posture was like a proud peacock, and she said coquettishly: "Mother, I did nothing, it was His Highness Rui who insisted on..."

"Yeah?"

Of course, Lin Ziting knew Lin Zimei's thoughts and said disdainfully: "Of course, she is so happy that she pleases His Highness Prince Rui, but whenever I appear, which of Prince Rui has her in his eyes?"

Lin Ziting is beautiful, has a graceful talent and a higher heart. Whether it is Zhong or herself, the ideal husband in her heart is not Xuanyuan Rui, but this does not prevent Lin Ziting, who has always been sought after by noble sons, enjoying the vanity of being favored by the noble prince. Of course, I will not forget to attack the ambition of the ambitious Lin Zimei. What you, Lin Zimei, want to be unworthy in my eyes, is not worth mentioning. Which one is higher or lower, do I still need to say?

The hundred-year-old ginseng sent from the Rui Mansion on the table was lying on the exquisite red silk cloth in the brocade box. Zhong saw it and his eyes were filled with a pride. But after all, she was no longer the age of Lin Ziting who liked to show off. She quickly put away her smile and warned lightly: "King Rui and Princess Jiangxia had a long engagement. You should not get involved in this kind of thing in the future, so as not to implicate your innocent reputation."

Lin Ziting curled her lips and disagreed, "Ting'er understands."

"Zimei is from a low-brow, has a small aura, and has a poor vision. You don't have to take such idiots to heart. It's okay for your daughter to play at home on weekdays, but you have to remember that your vision cannot be just about these trivial matters. The opponent's number of tricks is too low, which will reduce your value." Zhong reminded meaningfully when he saw that his daughter didn't care.

Lin Ziting was slightly stunned, her pretty face turned red, "Daughter understands." Suddenly, she remembered something again, "By the way, I heard that the old lady will let Princess Jiangxia live in our mansion, is this really true?"

It is impossible for Zhong to have never heard of the anecdotes in Beijing now. At this moment, his face was light, his eyes were cold, neither eager nor cold, and he could not see what he was thinking in his heart. "Princess Jiangxia has a noble status and has his own residence. However, if the old lady has a good face and insists on taking her to live in the mansion, it is not a big deal. My mother will arrange it herself at that time. You don't have to worry about such things."

"What am I worried about?" Lin Ziting didn't take Princess Jiangxia seriously at all, and said with a giggle: "But Zimei is afraid there will be a good show."

After saying that, his eyes looked like autumn water and glanced at the hundred-year-old ginseng in front of him, "Early spring, send this ginseng to my sister."

The maid Muchun immediately wrapped ginseng quickly, "Yes."

"Is my sister better?"

When talking about the eldest daughter of the Lin family and Lin Ziyu, Zhong lost his good face and said indifferently: "Isn't it the same as before?"

Lin Ziting knew that her sister made her mother unhappy, and immediately changed the subject obediently, and a light of expectation and excitement appeared on her face. "Speaking of this, I can no longer remember the princess' cousin's appearance, but does my mother still remember it?"

"I saw it when I was a child, but now I'm afraid my appearance has changed a lot." When talking about the Jiangxia Palace, Zhong's mood was not good. In addition to Lin Ziting, the daughter who is the best in the capital, she also has the eldest daughter Lin Ziyu, a lady from a noble family, and is from a noble family. She is over 10 years old, but she is still alone in her younger sister, which is also a big stranger in the capital.

With Lin Ziting's radiant daughter, Zhong did not want to mention Lin Ziyu. She really didn't understand why the difference was so big even though it was born to a mother? Ting'er was her own pride, but Yu'er was really too unsatisfied, so Zhong didn't want to mention her on weekdays, and Lin Ziyu's presence in the Lin Mansion was also very weak.

Zhong did not take Princess Jiangxia to heart, but a stupid little girl could not become a climate. It was just that Lin Ziyu was really a bit of her own heart. Looking at her dazzling daughter in front of her, she curled her anger and smiled comfortably, "This year's Lantern Festival, your sister is afraid she won't go again. My mother has made a few jewelry for you, and you can pick it up."

"Thank you, mother." Lin Ziting raised her signature smile with a straight face, which was intoxicating.
Chapter completed!