Chapter 221 My Lucky

The Song family was still so calm, as if the stagnant water that had been silent for many years in the ancient pond, even if a stone was thrown into it, it would only sink silently.

Ling Youyao suppressed the sourness that surged in her heart, forced a smile, and said, "Mom, the prince and I are here to see you. Are you getting better recently?"

Still no answer.

At this time, Fu Mingjue bowed to her and said in a cold voice: "Why didn't your mother-in-law say since she agreed to meet?"

Hearing this, a crack finally appeared on Song's indifferent face. She slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were dull, as silent as a dry well, which made people's hearts shake.

Ling Youyao stared at her in a daze, stammering her lips, unable to say a word.

Such eyes look very much like Ling Qingwei.

Song's plain eyes only glanced at Ling Youyao briefly, then fell on Fu Mingjue, and said in a deep voice: "I'm like this all year round, why bother asking more? Now I've asked An, if nothing happens, go back."

After saying that, he closed his eyes again and gently twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand.

Ling Youyao wanted to speak but stopped, so she subconsciously looked at Fu Mingjue, but the other party just pulled her down and had no intention of leaving.

Seeing this, Hongliu brought the tea that had been prepared earlier. Song did not speak out, but just sat there quietly, as if he had acquiesced to stay.

The mist lingering in the teacup blurred Fu Mingjue's eyebrows and eyes, only those pair of ink eyes as deep as the sea. He said: "My mother-in-law has been trapping herself in this small courtyard for four years, have you ever thought about going out to take a look?"

Hearing this, Ling Youyao's heart was shocked, and she didn't expect Fu Mingjue to be so direct.

Hong Liu, who was serving beside him, was also surprised.

Fu Mingjue walked into the Ling family's gate with Ling Qingwei, covered in blood. When Song saw it, he cried heartbrokenly and fainted several times. After waking up, he heard the news of Ling Qingwei's death. Since then, he has completely stepped down and locked himself in the room and recited sutras and worshiped Buddha all day long.

No one knows how Song's family survived the past four years.

Now Fu Mingjue tear opens the wound that she had finally healed again, undoubtedly forcing her to remember those painful memories.

Song clasped the Buddhist beads and trembled slightly, trying to keep calm, and said, "I asked the Buddha, even if my heart was free, how could I get trapped?"

Fu Mingjue smelled the faint sandalwood in the room, and a mockery appeared in his eyes, "Since my mother-in-law doesn't want to go out, I might as well let Yao'er come to accompany you all the time." The seemingly respectful tone showed a bit of commanding power.

Ling Youyao's eyebrows moved slightly, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings. She knew that Fu Mingjue was for her.

When Song heard this, his eyes were not fluctuating, and he said, "Yao'er has married you as a wife. He should stay in the palace to do his best to do his mistress's duties. I am used to purity. One more person means more disturbance."

As she said that, she stood up slowly, and Hongliu hurriedly supported her.

Ling Youyao also stood up and looked at Song, looking a little at a loss. She called out "Mom" and then disappeared.

Song looked at her indifferently, without saying anything, and passed by her. When she reached the door, she said softly: "It's getting late, go and spend more time with your father." After that, she took Hongliu away.

After she left, Ling Youyao recovered and seemed uncertain, repeating Song's words again: "My mom just said that I would spend more time with my father?"

Fu Mingjue walked out with her in his arms and said, "Since my mother-in-law has spoken, let's stay here today."

"Ah?" Ling Youyao blinked, unable to believe it.

"Look at what I do?" Fu Mingjue's eyes were filled with smiles and said, "I promised my father-in-law to play chess with him tonight."

"So you have discussed it with your father a long time ago." Ling Youyao curled her lips, but her heart was warm. In the past, she always felt that Fu Mingjue was too cold, but now she is becoming more and more reasonable.

Then he heard him say, "There is nothing to do in the court these days. If you want to stay for a few more days, it's OK."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true." The two of them said as they walked out of the yard.

Song looked at the intimate appearance of the two of them, his eyes moved slightly. He stopped here for a long time before he walked back with heavy steps, and murmured in a low voice: "It's good, it's good."

As the cold wind blew down the snow on the branches, it made a muffled sound on the ground, swallowing her whisper. Looking up, I saw that the red plum in the yard was blooming brightly under the clear sunlight.

After Fu Mingjue and Ling Youyao decided to stay at the Ling family tonight, Ling Yu was very happy and asked someone to prepare a large table of dishes, which was more sumptuous than on New Year's Eve.

Ling Qingyan was also very happy and said to Ling Youyao excitedly: "I thought you were not at home for the New Year this year, so I didn't even ask anyone to buy fireworks. Since you have to stay here tonight, I will ask Mo Shu to buy fireworks later, let's set it off together."

When Ling Youyao heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up and she nodded repeatedly.

Yin Zhu and Lu Bao heard the conversation between the brother and sister, and had no choice but to hold their foreheads: The princess is naughty and asked the young master to bring it out!

Fu Mingjue, who was talking to Ling Yuwei, glanced at the two of them quietly, silently put their words into their ears, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Seeing this, Ling Yu couldn't help but smile: "Yao'er is a rash person. She has been protected by Qingyan and Qingwei since she was a child, and she has never been punished. If she causes trouble, the prince can come and tell me."

"You don't have to worry. If she causes trouble, I will bear it. No one can touch her at all."

When His Majesty gave the marriage, Ling Yu was worried that Ling Youyao would suffer grievances when marrying into the royal family. Now, when he heard Fu Mingjue's words, his heart was completely lost. "Yao'er can get the prince's love so much, it is her blessing."

Fu Mingjue looked at the beautiful and beautiful face, and the corners of his lips were slightly bent, just like the warm sun in the middle of winter, shining straight into his heart. His voice was extremely light, as if he sighed: "It is also my blessing to have a wife like this."

Ling Yuwei was slightly stunned when he heard this sentence, but saw the young man in front of him lower his eyebrows and eyes. The drowsy twilight fell on his cold face, half bright and half dark, and it became deeper and deeper.

The court officials' evaluation of King Jing was mostly ruthless and ruthless, but today's views made Ling Yu feel a little bit changed. What the outside world said was half true and half false.

The dusk is dark, and the lights are gradually burning in the courtyard.

Mo Shu, who was sent by Ling Qingyan to buy fireworks and firecrackers, came back at this time.

In addition to fireworks, Mo Shu also brought a lamp back and handed it to Ling Youyao like a treasure. He smiled and said, "On the way back, I happened to see someone selling lanterns. I thought the lady would like it, so I bought it, but this was all paid by the young master."

Ling Qingyan pretended to be disgusted and said, "Go away, don't show your kindness here!"

Mo Shu smiled with a thick face, "Okay, I'll move out the fireworks now!"

"Tsk, this kid!" Ling Qingyan rolled his eyes unhappily.

Ling Youyao held the rabbit lantern with bright eyes and smiled, "Thank you brother."

"All right, don't say thank you. If you have any bad things in the future, just don't call me." Ling Qingyan was still scared of what happened last time in Huixianlou.

Ling Youyao promised: "Don't worry, there won't be a next time."

"That's good!"

Looking at Ling Qingyan's elegant side face, Ling Youyao couldn't help but bend her lips. That's it, but every time she spoke, Ling Qingyan would still help. Since she woke up in the water, the Ling family has treated her very well. Such a relationship was something she had never wanted before.

Although the road ahead is still stormy, I feel at ease knowing that there is someone behind me.
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