"Eleventh Prince."

Ling Yuheng curled his emotions and smiled on his face, and his eyes were covered with disgust and impatientness in his eyes.

"Why are you in a daze here alone? My father is talking to Yu Jiazhengjun, why haven't you been there together?"

Ling Xixing looked at the group of people sitting together and talking with Junhou not far away. Among them, the one who was dressed the most dignified in the crowd was Zhengjun from Yu Xiang's family.

Yu Zhengjun and Junhou were handkerchiefs, and the two of them were in a good mood, so they had the sign of begging Ling Yuheng to Yu Yin.

Yu Yin is also one of the best among the younger generation of young ladies. Except for not being the eldest daughter, there are no one else who can compare with each other.

The emperor and the queen were also very satisfied with Yu Yin, but later something happened to Ling Yuheng, Yu Yin grew older and Prime Minister Yu once mentioned the marriage of the child in front of the emperor. The emperor felt guilty and wanted the eleventh prince to marry the Yu family for the thirteenth prince.

Although this matter has not been made public, many insiders are aware of it.

So Ling Xixing has always been thinking about this marriage, for fear of a change.

Today, as soon as he came over, he saw Yu Zhengjun sitting next to Junhou, and went over to invite An, but Junhou did not leave him to talk together as usual.

As a junior, he didn't dare to force himself forward.

Then he thought of using Ling Yuheng to find out what they were talking about. He was really scared, afraid that the marriage would eventually return to Ling Yuheng.

Thinking of this, Ling Xixing's eyes looking at Ling Yuheng also had a little hatred.

If it were in the past, Ling Yuheng would naturally not be able to detect it.

But he has been paying attention to Ling Xixing's words and deeds now. He has never missed every expression of his expression, and naturally he can see clearly the disgust and hatred that flashes through his eyes.

Ling Yuheng sneered in his heart, he wanted to use himself again!

"I'm not interested in what they say, it's better to be fun to stare at the flowers here!"

He curled his lips disdainfully, Ling Yuheng withdrew his gaze and continued to fiddle with the green chrysanthemum under his command.

Ling Xixing was stunned, but he didn't expect Ling Yuheng to say this.

In the past, when Yu Zhengjun entered the palace, although Ling Yuheng was not very enthusiastic, he would always talk aside. What's wrong today?

Didn’t Jun’s wife ask him to come over?

In fact, Jun Hou had intended to marry the Yu family before, so every time Yu Zhengjun entered the palace, he would take Ling Yuheng to sit together for a while.

Now that he knew his son’s thoughts, there was no need for Jun Queen to force her to match her son and the Yu family, so Ling Yuheng didn’t want to go, so he wouldn’t go.

"This flower is certainly beautiful, but it is not as 100 or 100% as Heng'er. After a long time, Heng'er has become more and more beautiful."

Ling Xixing's words were full of sourness. Looking at the handsome side face of the young man, his hands that were placed beside him clenched into fists, his eyes full of jealousy.

Queen Jun was the number one beauty in the capital back then, so his son's appearance would naturally not be bad.

I used to be young and had not grown up yet, so I didn’t think there was anything. Now, looking at it, I’m already a beautiful woman who is fascinating.

In terms of identity, he is not as beautiful as Ling Yuheng's legitimate birth, and in terms of appearance, he is not as beautiful as Ling Yuheng.

The only thing he can do is his intelligence.

Ling Yuheng is a brainless idiot. He may not be able to live well even if he marrys into the Yu family. How can the big house and the second house be together?

Yu Yin is not a fool. As long as she thinks about it carefully, she will know who to choose.

Besides, Ling Yuheng has been missing for nearly two years, but who knows that he is still innocent?

How could the Yu family marry an illegitimate person into the mansion?

Ling Xixing did not forget that he was looking for someone to sell Ling Yuheng to the Red Chamber Chu Pavilion.

Thinking of this, Ling Xixing's clenched fists loosened a little again, and the purse in his arms made him feel hot.

I don’t know if Yu Yin entered the palace with Yu Zhengjun, he wanted to see her.

"My father is pretty, so Heng'er is naturally not bad either. Isn't the Eleventh Emperor's brother the same as your father?"

Ling Yuheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and Ling Xixing almost couldn't hold back with just one sentence.

What does this little fool mean?

His father was just a small palace servant back then. He was appointed as a servant, and he did not have much position until his death.

Is Ling Yuheng ridiculing him?

Ling Xixing forced himself to calm down and was about to say something else, but Ling Yuheng had already thrown away him and ran towards the person coming.

"Uncle Xuanyan."

Ling Yuheng's face turned red with excitement. Those who didn't know thought he was going to welcome Mr. Xuan Yan. Only Xuan Yan knew that this little prince was waiting for the person behind him.

But the people in the Imperial Garden are full of talk. Although Xuan Yan is unwilling to speak too much, he has to care about the reputation of the little prince.

"The person has come and cannot be thrown away. Your Highness runs slowly."

Mr. Xuan Yan rarely teased him. The little prince bit his lip shyly and then secretly glanced at the woman behind Xuan Yan.

Su Qiruo smiled faintly. Although she didn't say anything, she seemed to say everything.

Ling Yuheng felt that his uneasy heart suddenly calmed down, especially when he met the woman's doting eyes, his heart was filled with joy.

Today she wore a new plum blue dress and a snow-white belt around her waist, which made her complexion look more rosy. With her full body, she made her flowers lose their color.

Ling Yuheng always knew that his benefactor's sister was pretty, but he didn't expect that she was so outstanding that the ladies of the aristocratic family were compared in front of her.

Even his royal sister is not as handsome as her.

Ling Xixing kept paying attention to Ling Yuheng. When he saw him running towards Mr. Xuan Yan, he couldn't help but take a look in that direction.

The woman is noble and eye-catching, with a faint smile on her lips and a pampered look in her eyes. Who is this person?

Who is she watching?

When did such a beautiful lady appear in Beijing? Why hasn't he seen her before?

When Ling Yuheng saw that Su Qi had not spoken to him, he did not dare to speak first. He just watched her go with Mr. Xuanyan to pay tribute to Junhou from afar.

As she went further and further, all the gazes that fell on her fell into Ling Yuheng's eyes.

Ling Yuheng felt uncomfortable. He didn't like other men to look at his benefactor sister like that.

My sister belongs to him, and he belongs to him alone.

Ling Yuheng's eyes fell on Ling Xixing unexpectedly. Seeing that he was also staring at his benefactor's sister in a daze, the little prince's eyes burst into a bit of coldness.

When Junhou saw Su Qiruo coming, he did not deliberately introduce her identity as the lords of the aristocratic families around him. He just said a few words enthusiastically and asked her to go out for fun by herself.

The lords on the side were curious, but no one took the initiative to ask about the woman's identity.
Chapter completed!