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Chapter 202 Absurd

Chapter 202 Ridiculous

Su Lingxi stayed in the study for a long time, but in the end she couldn't get an accurate answer.

She was the only legitimate daughter in Duke Yuguo's palace, and it was never up to her to decide on her own marriage.

Su Yuming was dissatisfied with Ji Shuyu and naturally looked down upon his background. The Queen Mother was eager to grant Su Lingxi a marriage because she was afraid that she would still miss Fu Mingjue.

The snow fell silently in front of the court. Su Lingxi looked at the silvery white ground, her eyes were cold. Some people seemed to be high and mighty, enjoying all the glory and wealth, but they couldn't even fulfill the simplest wish.

Every time I think of Ling Youyao, in addition to hatred, there is also a bit of envy. She tried so hard to get what she couldn't get, but Ling Youyao could get it easily.

The so-called injustice is reflected here.

Xiaotang gathered her cloak and comforted her softly: "Girl, it's late at night, shall we go back?"

Su Lingxi curled her lips and said lightly: "Tell me, if I were the only legitimate daughter in Duke Yu's palace, would my father's attitude be different?"

"Girl, what are you talking about?" Xiaotang looked at her in confusion, "Although there are other young ladies and gentlemen in the house, you are the serious legitimate young lady. How could there be other legitimate daughters?"

Su Lingxi smiled coldly: "Have you forgotten Ling Ling? She is also my father's daughter."

"But..." Xiaotang was speechless and said hesitantly: "Girl, no matter what, her surname is Ling, I still take your face into consideration."

Even though Ling Ling is dead, Su Lingxi feels sick whenever she thinks of her. Whether it is Ling Qingwei in the past, Ling Youyao now, or even Ling Ling, they are all so disgusting!

Ling Qingwei died, Ling Ling also died, and now only Ling Youyao is left.

The cold wind was biting, but Su Lingxi's heart gradually became hot. Everything depends on man-made things. If the plan fails, there will be a second time. She does not believe that Ling Youyao can be so lucky every time.

"Let's go, I want to go to the palace tomorrow."

After a night of wind and snow, the capital city was covered with a thick layer of snow, the majestic palaces were wrapped in silver, and the red walls and white snow contrasted with each other, creating a unique flavor.

Ling Youyao took advantage of the snow to enter the palace to visit the queen.

When I arrived at Fengyi Palace, I happened to see Mrs. Wu, Mrs. Zhongyi Bo, coming out of it.

"My wife has met the princess."

Wu has a kind face, wears an indigo jacket, holds a pair of gold and jade bracelets on her hands, and the chain on her chest is also golden, not to mention the hairpin ring on her bun, which is all gold.

"Madam, there is no need to be polite," Ling Youyao gave her a hand, "Madam, you have just met the Queen. I wonder if the Queen has rested now?"

Mrs. Wu was not familiar with Ling Youyao, so when she saw her being so friendly, she put down her guard: "Yes, the imperial doctor came just now, and he is probably asking for Ping An's pulse at the moment."

"Is that so? Madam, is she leaving the palace now?"

"Well," Mrs. Wu nodded, with a hint of sadness on her face, "I still have something to do in the house, so I left."

Ling Youyao noticed this subtle change in her eyes and did not ask any further questions. She just agreed.

At this time, Qing Dai happened to come out of the palace, blessed her body, and said to Ling Youyao: "Princess, please go to the side hall to wait first, Imperial Physician Sun is taking the pulse of the empress."

"good."

When the two entered the side hall, Yin Zhucai asked: "Princess, are you familiar with Mrs. Liu?"

"I'm not familiar with him," Ling Youyao said with a faint smile on her lips, "but the eldest son of Uncle Zhongyi is quite famous in the capital."

Uncle Zhongyi fought with the late emperor in his early years, and was wounded on the battlefield. He has been childless. He thought that this would be the case for the rest of his life, but who would have thought that in his later years, he suddenly got a son. Unfortunately, the child was frail and sick since he was a child, and Uncle Zhongyi and his wife have been

He took good care of himself, was afraid of being bumped into, and responded to his son's requests. It was in this way that he developed Liu Hongxin's arrogant and playboy temperament.

Now Liu Hongxin is over 20 years old, but he has never married a wife. Instead, he has a house full of beauties, eating, drinking and having fun all day long.

Originally, Mrs. Wu turned a blind eye to her son's ridiculous things, but recently Liu Hongxin did something extraordinary.

Yin Zhu asked curiously: "What's going on?"

Ling Youyao took a sip of tea and said, "Not to mention that he kept more than a dozen concubines in his room, and was entangled with Chun Xing from Huixian Tower. He even promised to redeem her body and welcome her in.

"

Fortunately, Chunxing was vigilant and did not completely believe Liu Hongxin's words, so she tried to find out his sincerity. Who would have thought that this test would reveal the big secret——

It turned out that Liu Hongxin had kept a house full of beauties just to cover up, and the real favor was the servant girl hiding in the room. After Chunxing learned about this, she made a big publicity, and in the end it was Wu who used money to silence her.

That's when it calmed down.

Not many people knew about this. Ling Youyao also asked Mu Xiaoxiao about Chun Xing when she was visiting Ji Shuyu that day.

After listening, Yinzhu couldn't calm down for a long time and said: "Uncle Zhongyi only has such a son. If he is really the uncle Zhongyi's house, wouldn't he want to be..." Jue?

She didn't say the last two words.

Ling Youyao understood what she meant and said, "That's why Wu went to the palace to see the Queen before the matter was exposed."

Yin Zhu felt that Mrs. Wu was so evil-hearted. If she really married someone else's girl, wouldn't she be harming her for the rest of her life?

"Ms. Wu has a plan in mind, but she may not agree with it." Just seeing Wu's look, he knew that she must have returned without success today.

Yinzhu sighed: "I don't know which girl is so unlucky that she would marry into Uncle Zhongyi's house."

"Well," Ling Youyao smiled, "After she pushed the Ji family, it will be Uncle Zhongyi's turn." She had already received the news that Su Lingxi would enter the palace today, and she was probably already in Yanfu Palace at this time.

Inside.

Yin Zhu stared at her for a long time, and then said with emotion: "Princess, I find that you are becoming more and more like the prince."

"What?" Ling Youyao almost choked at her words.

While they were talking, Qingdai's voice came from outside the door: "Princess, the Queen, please come into the palace to talk."

Ling Youyao put down her tea cup and stood up to go out. When she came out, she happened to see Sun Fuzhi coming from the palace carrying a medicine box. Their eyes met in the air. Sun Fuzhi paused in his steps and raised his hands in salute: "I see you, Princess."

"Get up," Ling Youyao looked at him calmly, "Is your health okay?"

"Go back to the princess, the queen is in good health."

"That's good." Ling Youyao stared at his eyebrows quietly, as if trying to find the familiar feeling from last time.

Sun Fuzhi felt her hot gaze, and there was no trace of fluctuation on his face, and he said: "I will take my leave first."

He had just taken a few steps when Ling Youyao suddenly stopped him: "Mr. Sun."

Sun Fuzhi turned around and looked at her, with a tone that was neither salty nor cool: "What else does the princess have to say?"

"It's nothing," Ling Youyao said with a smile, "It's just that the wound on my hand seems a bit deep. I'm worried about leaving scars, so I want to ask you for some ointment to remove scars. I might as well go to the Tai Hospital to find you later."

Sun Fuzhi did not refuse and had no chance to refuse.
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