Xiao Lingyue narrowed her eyes slightly: "My son comes from an upright family, what does my father mean by this?"
"They are just the offspring of rural commoners!" Shen Zhijiang said with a look of contempt on his face.
"My father was born as a footwasher back then, didn't he become a marquis? Why do he look down on other people's backgrounds now?" Xiao Lingyue smiled lightly, but the words she spoke were stinging.
Shen Zhijiang himself was a concubine, and his biological mother's identity was even more humble. She was just a foot-washing maid whom the old Marquis favored on a whim.
If it weren't for the decline of Yin and Yang in the Shen family, the old Marquis would have only one son.
The title of Marquis of Nanyang will not fall to him.
A foot-washing maid is not as good as an ordinary civilian. What right does he have to look down on Beibei?
"You!" Shen Zhijiang's face turned pale!
"Why are you making such a noise so early in the morning?" The old Marquis also felt that his face was dull, and he glared at Xiao Lingyue and said, "If you want to take your son there, please pay attention to the propriety of your words!"
Xiao Lingyue raised her lower lip sarcastically and said no more.
This early in the morning, she was too lazy to argue with anyone, but there was someone who was very mean-mouthed and wanted to pick fights even if nothing happened.
Under the shock of the old marquis, Shen Zhijiang did not dare to say anything. He glared at Xiao Lingyue and his son, then threw up his sleeves angrily and walked toward the carriage.
The old Marquis is also ready to get in the car.
Just then, a pleasant tinkling sound came.
Shen Yuting hurriedly held up her skirt and walked out of the house: "Grandpa, daddy, I'm late."
Old Marquis and Shen Zhijiang turned around and were shocked.
Xiao Lingyue blinked and almost laughed.
"Yu, Yuting... why are you dressed like this?" Shen Zhijiang was so shocked that he stuttered.
"Isn't this good-looking?" Shen Yuting was still confused.
Xiao Lingyue couldn't hold back her laughter until her stomach hurt.
She turned around and saw that the old Marquis's calm face was turning blue with anger and his beard was trembling. He turned around and strode over, and slapped Shen Yuting hard: "Evil! Who asked you to dress like this? Do you want to
Are you going to kill the Shen family?"
"ah!"
Shen Yuting screamed and was beaten to the ground, her hair spread out, and the dazzling ruby gold hairpin fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
The wound on her face was not healed, but she no longer wore a thick curtain hat. Instead, she wore an extremely exquisite and gorgeous gold mask, which was also inlaid with small and exquisite rubies, which was obviously a pair with the jewelry on her head.
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Not only that, she also wore a vermilion brocade fairy skirt, her shoes were decorated with fiery red patterns, and with the gold hairpin jewelry on her head, her whole person looked bright and extraordinarily gorgeous.
If it were normal, this outfit would naturally be very eye-catching, and you would be noticed at a glance when standing in a crowd.
but.
In a situation like Sheng Ji, it would be inappropriate!
Who would wear a gorgeous red dress to worship their ancestors? Isn’t this a clear taboo?
Xiao Lingyue never expected that Shen Yuting would be so stupid and ignorant.
Doesn't she know what it means to be jealous?
Otherwise, how could she dare to run out happily dressed like this?
This matter has nothing to do with Xiao Lingyue.
She happily stood aside and watched the fun.
"Grandfather, I... what did I do wrong? Why did you hit me?" Shen Yuting still felt wronged, covering her cheeks and her eyes were red. Popular 『』