The news that Miss Feng Mansion was attracted by King Jin quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys, and everyone was talking about it, and everyone knew about it.
As soon as Feng Hongluan and He Jixiang stepped into Feng Mansion, He Jixiang's wet nurse ran over in a hurry, as if she had been waiting at the door for a long time.
"You two ladies are finally back. Master Ling is waiting for you two in the second lady's room. You two have been waiting for quite some time. You two should go quickly."
It seems that both Ling Che and Dong already know what happened on the road today, but they probably don't know yet which lady it is rumored that King Jin is attracted to Miss Fengfu.
Ling Che was worried about Feng Hongluan, and Dong was worried about He Jixiang. When the two anxious people came together, the whole mansion was also anxious, so as soon as the two of them came back, they hurriedly invited them over.
All the way to Xianyun Pavilion, thinking of meeting that bitch, Feng Hongluan really wished he had a knife in his arms. The moment he saw it, he could pierce Ling Che's heart with one knife.
Send him to the underworld of the King of Hell and descend to the eighteenth level of hell.
But she knew that this would be too cheap for Ling Che. He had tortured her for six years. She had loved him so much. For him, she had acted coquettishly to her father again and again, trying to get him an official position in the court.
, most of the dowry he brought with him helped him buy a family property and support his mother as if he were an old Buddha.
Over the years, she has observed the three obediences and the four virtues and devoted herself to the Ling family. Even when he said that he was busy with official duties and tired and did not want to have sex, she tolerated him time and time again. She endured it for a full six years, not wanting to get such a result.
She was so stupid in that life that she should have seen through a man who was unwilling to sleep with her.
To him, she is just a stepping stone, a ladder for him to rise to the top. Once she has no use value, even if she is burned alive in a raging fire, he will not have any sympathy.
She wanted to take back the bone-gnawing pain bit by bit. She wanted to see him, Ling Che, how miserable and impoverished he was, crouching at her feet, wagging his tail and begging for mercy like a dog.
Hatred was suppressed to the bottom of her heart. The moment she saw Ling Che's anxious face, she tried her best to bring up a happy smile on her lips.
"Brother Ling, why are you here?"
Her tone was cheerful, as happy as any time she saw Ling Che before.
Compared to her relaxation, Ling Che looked worried and nervous: "Did you bump into Prince Jin? I heard people in the streets talking about it."
Feng Hongluan became a little embarrassed, like a child who had done something wrong: "I bumped into him, and I hit him..."
"What?" Mrs. Dong jumped up, "You kid, how could you hit King Jin? He is the emperor's brother!"
"Me!" Feng Hongluan had a look of grievance on his face, "He was the one who made the move first. I waited for the prodigal son and I was so angry that I made the move."
"Then they said that Prince Jin was coming to propose marriage, and what they were proposing was..."
"It's me!" Before Ling Che could finish speaking, He Jixiang answered quickly as if he was feeling guilty. Feng Hongluan could clearly see a hint of hurt in Ling Che's eyes. He stared at He Jixiang.