Wu was embarrassed and then smiled awkwardly: "There are still several princes in the palace who haven't gotten married."

Ling Ning said indifferently: "First, I haven't considered whether to agree to King Jing in this marriage. Second, even if the eldest aunt has this intention, she should ask King Jing if he is willing to marry his elder sister. I can't be his master."

Wu's tone: "As long as you explain this to King Jing clearly, he should agree."

Ling Ning paused slightly, his eyes fell on Wu's face, and the temperature in his eyes dropped to freezing point little by little: "But why should I do this?"

Wu's expression froze.

"Turn my own marriage to give it to the 18-year-old concubine who has not yet married? Don't my aunt think this request is too much?"

Wu's expression sank: "Ling Ning——"

"It's too much for me or King Jing."

Ling Ning doesn't like to be silenced with others, and speaking more in line with the style of a military general: "I am the legitimate daughter of the Ling family, and the concubine sister is the concubine daughter of the big house. King Jing is a prince with a noble status. How could he willingly marry a concubine daughter with a wife?"

Wu frowned: "Although Shuang'er is a concubine's daughter, she can be kept in my name. What's the difference between it and the legitimate daughter?"

Ling Ning did not answer her question: "When King Jing sent someone to propose marriage, he clearly said that 'Ling Ning, the second daughter of Ling's family,' and the eldest aunt insisted on pushing out her daughter. Don't she feel that she was trying to get married so much?"

Wu's expression calmed down and looked at Ling Ning with a bad look.

Ling Ning smiled coldly: "If my aunt feels that her behavior is appropriate, she can go and discuss it with her grandmother. Why do you have to come to me to make things uncomfortable?"

"Ling Ning, I'm just discussing with you. What's your attitude?" Wu was unhappy. "Even if you are the daughter of the second wife, you shouldn't treat your elders like this. There's no rules at all!"

"If the aunt knew the rules, she would not have made such ridiculous requests." Ling Ning said, turning toward her yard, "I have something to do and can't talk to my aunt for more, so I'll leave first."

Wu stood in the distance, watching her leave, her face turned pale with anger.

What a ignorant thing!

"Girl." The close maid Ayun followed Ling Ning and whispered, "The eldest lady is used to being domineering. If you talk to her like this today, will she hold a grudge?"

Ling Ning returned to his Ningshuangyuan, cleaned his face and hands under the maid's service, changed into loose clothes, leaned down on the soft couch in front of the screen, and spoke indifferently:

"If she didn't cut off her hopes once, she would just be entangled every day, and I wouldn't bother with her."

The maid Awan came up with hot tea and nodded after hearing this: "The girl is right, but the eldest lady is not a person who gives up easily. Does the girl have a solution?"

A solution to the problem?

Ling Ning held the teacup expressionlessly, thinking about how to completely solve the problem, but he heard from the maid outside: "Girl, the big girl is here."

Ling Ning frowned and looked up.

Ayun muttered: "The big girl is here quickly. Is this the one who flew over after practicing light skills?"

As soon as the words came to an end, a woman in light blue clothes slowly stepped into the threshold, with a slender figure, a delicate and delicate face, and a perfect smile on the corner of her lips.

It was Ling Shuang, a big girl from the Ling family.

"Sister A Ning." Ling Shuang walked like a lotus, with a weak figure, and a bit pitiful charm on her face. "I heard that my mother had found you just now, so I felt sorry for it, so I came over to talk to you."

Ling Ning maintained a reclining posture without moving, and smiled faintly: "Sister also thinks that aunt's request is too much?"

Ling Shuang's expression froze, then frowned weakly: "As a daughter, I dare not argue with my mother, after all, she is my elder."

"Yeah." Ling Ning nodded, "So you think her request was too much, but it's hard to blame her. I understand what you mean."

Ling Shuang smiled and said, "..."

Ling Ning raised his hand: "Sit down."

Ling Shuang took a light breath and quickly recovered her smile: "Thank you, Sister A Ning."

The maid brought her a pear blossom wood stool and placed it in front of Ling Ning.

Compared to Ling Ning's casual and idle sitting posture, Ling Shuang, who was sitting upright and deliberately posing in an elegant and weak posture, seemed much more restrained.

The maid poured her a cup of tea, and Ling Shuang thanked her politely.

She always looks like this in the Ling family. She looks soft and weak, kind and polite, and is particularly fond of people.

However, women in the deep courtyard are best at disguising. Whether they are really kind or hypocritical can't be seen in a day or two, and they will naturally be able to tell if they are too long.

"The reason why my mother came to find Sister A Ning was because I was old and my mother was worried that I would not be able to meet a good marriage in the future, so..."

Ling Shuang glanced at Ling Ning quietly, hesitated for a moment, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "My mother is worried about my marriage all day long, and I can't stop my mother from loving her daughter. I hope my sister will not be too worried."

Ling Ning said indifferently: "I'm not very careful."

What the aunt meant was better than anyone else, and she didn't have to be too careful at all.

Ling Shuang lowered her eyes and stared at the tea foam floating on the tea surface, her voice a little bitter: "But speaking, I am indeed a little older, so it's not my mother's fault."

Ling Ning said indifferently: "That's because my elder sister used to be too high or too low, so she wasted her good years."

Ling Shuang defended softly: "It was my mother who wanted to tell me a satisfactory marriage, but a good marriage is hard to come by. After this wasted time, it was delayed to the eighteenth."

"Marriage matters cannot be delayed," Ling Ning said, nodding thoughtfully, "With the lessons of my elder sister, King Jing and I should have resolved the marriage as soon as possible."

Ling Shuang's hand holding the teacup tightened, and the overflowing tea splashed on the back of his hand, and several red dots instantly appeared on the back of his white hand.

Ling Shuang covered the handkerchief in his hand and said with a frozen smile: "Sister A Ning has agreed to King Jing?"

"I didn't think about it yet." Ling Ning just pretended not to see her lose composure, and her voice was quiet and quiet. "But the eldest sister is right. A woman's youth cannot be wasted. She can still pick others when she is fifteen or sixteen years old. After she is seventeen, she can only choose others when she is seventeen."

As the legitimate daughter of the military general family, Ling Ning certainly would not have such superficial thoughts.

But the person sitting in front of him was Ling Shuang.

Since she had to ask for a good marriage, or even tried to snatch the marriage from others, Ling Ning didn't mind making her feel blocked.

Ling Shuang's smile became more and more stiff. She couldn't help but hold the veil in her hand, but she still had to work hard to maintain her elegant demeanor:

"Sister A Ning said it very well. Now I am a living example, I just feel sorry for my mother and worry about me..."

As he said that, his eyes were red involuntarily.
Chapter completed!