I am a Good Man

Today, the Xiangfu is very lively, with red lanterns hung at the door, and dignitaries are constantly walking inside carrying gifts.

"I wish the old lady a long life." The visitor handed his hands and said openly.

"Master Wang, please come inside, please." The speaker was wearing a light blue embroidered green smoke skirt with a few gold hairpins on his head, a jade bracelet on his hands, and a grand dress, smiling warmly.

"Good, good." Lord Wang invited in, looked at the person standing on the side, and called out, "Mrs. Ling."

Madam Ling nodded and pursed her lips and chuckled lightly, making people dazzling. She is quite similar to Ling Yu. At this time, she is wearing a plain dress and embroidered with blossoming peonies, revealing a faint and elegant face. Shi Fendai, the skin is pale and red, and the lips are covered with a faint red lipstick.

Even if she had given birth to two children, she still seemed to be shy of a young girl, with a graceful waist, and with a light smile, she looked more dignified and elegant.

Mrs. Ling is a real lady from a famous family.

On the other hand, Auntie Zhang, who is greeting visitors enthusiastically, is the niece of Mrs. Ling. She was born in a small business man. She was the master of Ling Wei as a concubine. Now she has two sons.

"Master Li." Aunt Zhang smiled when she saw the carriage door being opened, "Mrs. Li is here too, please, please come inside. The table will start in a while."

Mrs. Li was selling face, smiled and looked at Aunt Zhang, while Madam Li smiled distantly, her eyes set aside, and a new smile appeared, "Mrs Ling, long time no see."

"Ruixiang, is the young man okay?" Madam Ling answered naturally.

The two are close friends in the boudoir, and they have been in contact all these years. The other party has just given birth to a son.

"It's fine." Mrs. Li replied cheerfully, and she said as she walked in, completely ignoring Aunt Zhang.

As a regular wife, she naturally stood on the same front with Madam Ling. Old Madam Ling and Ling Wei didn't know what to think, and gave the housekeeping power to a concubine.

How can you be patient, isn't it a concubine?

Aunt Zhang saw Madam Li's movements, and looked at Madam Ling who was standing aside, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes. It was this soft and weak appearance that caused the prime minister to pity her all these years, and finally really let her. Gave birth to a son.

When Ling Wei had only her two sons in the past, Ling Wei obviously had high hopes for her son, and she did well. Since the birth of Yang Ruo's son, it was obvious that Ling Wei wanted to train him.

A mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and Yang Ruo's child is promising, then her child will always be just a bastard, a **** that others look down upon!

However, this Ling Yu married into the royal family, and now he is unfavorable. Some people are watching jokes. Don't mention too much disgust for the old lady Ling, and often nagging with her.

Obviously she is better than Yang Ruo and can take care of the family well, just because she is a concubine, these ladies think she is inferior!

The more she thought about it, the more unbalanced her heart became. She smiled and walked towards Madam Ling, pretending to say casually, "Hey, the table will start soon, will Xiaoyu be back?"

"The old lady is thinking about her."

Hearing this, Madam Ling, who was chatting with Madam Li, turned a bit better, looked at the intersection where Ling Yu might appear, and worried, "Yu'er said that he would come back with the prince."

"Then the best." Aunt Zhang continued to laugh, smirking from the bottom of her heart.

No one in the city knows that King Xian intends to marry Concubine Mo Gui, Ling Yu married the King Xian Wang did not pay attention to her at all, did not return to the door to disrespect tea, and now he even said that King Xian would accompany her back.

Wanting to save face is not like that, and being careful is even more embarrassing.

Before Madam Ling spoke, Aunt Zhang continued to raise her voice, "Sister, since Xiaoyu and the prince are coming back together, let's wait here."

When I heard that King Xian had returned, many people looked at the intersection.

Prime Minister Ling also had a lot of power in his hands. The second prince, the fifth prince, and the eighth prince would also come to celebrate their birthdays. If they couldn't come, they would give gifts, but Ji Yang was different.

He is the emperor's younger brother, and the queen mother and the first king also indulged him, but he didn't want to see him.

Many people just waited to get close to Ji Yang.

"I don't know if the prince will come." Madam Ling waited for a while, her brows gradually frowned.

She also heard about Ling Yu and felt very sorry for her daughter. Now that the prince is willing to accompany her back, the relationship between the two should have eased a lot, right?

Judging from the news from Mother Xu, the two seem to get along very well.

In the expectation of everyone, a carriage slowly appeared in their field of vision.

The expensive rosewood body is engraved with exquisite patterns, the sweaty BMW is in front, and Xia He Qiuyu sitting in front of the car and the groom from the palace are coming here.

"Yu'er." Madam Ling moved her lips, her eyes were stained with joy, and she took two steps forward.

"Madam, Miss and Uncle will be here soon, don't get excited." The girl next to her reminded softly.

"Yes, yes, we will be here soon." Madam Ling smiled and withdrew her footsteps.

Aunt Zhang looked at the luxuriously decorated carriage, her expression faded from the show, did Ling Yu really win the king? Then her son is not even worse.

She smiled on her face, but her eyes sank.

Why is Yang Ruo so fate?

"Call." The horse pulled the rope, and the carriage came to a halt slowly. The two maids jumped down and reached out to lift the curtain.

Madam Ling smiled. Ling Yu had just gotten married and she was very worried. It was not easy to see each other, and she had been looking forward to it a few days ago.

In her sight, Ling Yu bent over, wearing a light yellow waist todillo skirt, embroidered skirt with a hint of milky white, wearing a pearl hairpin on her head, married woman's dressing and dressing, but still let People feel amazing.

"Mother." Even if Ling Yu was excited, he walked in small steps in Madam Ling's direction.

Xia He lowered the curtain and followed behind her with her head down.

"Yu'er." Madam Ling's eyes were stained with love, and she reached out and pulled her hand.

"Xiaoyu, where's the prince? Didn't you say that the prince is coming back with you?" Aunt Zhang looked at the carriage going to the back door, her eyes were clear, and she looked at Ling Yu pretending to be suspicious.

"Yes, where's the prince?" Madam Ling also returned to her senses.

The person sent by Mother Xu that day said that King Xian said that she would come back with Ling Yu, and she didn't think so much. At this time, Yu Guang looked at the people around her and looked at her daughter again, and was also stunned.

Combining the previous events, she took Ling Yu and walked in, "Mother, it's been a long time since I spoke to you, let's go back to the room first."

Husband is a woman’s god, if Ling Yu keeps on doing this, what can he do?

Ling Yu was dragged into the room by her. As soon as she entered the room, she didn't say anything. Madam Ling had already wiped her tears and sobbed quietly, "What can I do?"

"What do you do?" Ling Yu frowned.

"If this continues, what are you going to do?" Madam Ling looked at her weakly and weakly, "Your father still has some feelings for me, but because you have been infertile for so many years after giving birth to you, your grandmother forced the concubine, but I also have you and your father, but Yuer, what are you going to do?"

Guan thought, she knew what the outsiders were talking about now.

Just like the day when I returned to the door, I lost my face and had to endure cynicism.

"My mother can't wait to help you bear it, but I can't, nor can't." Madam Ling touched her face with tears in her mouth, "My daughter..."

"Mother, the prince said...coming in a while, now he's in the palace." Ling Yu looked at her like this and couldn't help but let out.

"Really?" Madam Ling's eyes brightened, dyed with hope.

"...Hmm." Ling Yu forced a smile.

In fact, she didn't know if it was true, but instinctively believed in Ji Yang.

Madam Ling returned to her mood again, and she took her hand and began to talk about family affairs, Ling Yu looked at each other, she was always so gentle and gentle, it is no coincidence.

With the title of Madam Prime Minister, no aunt has real power yet.

"Mother, is Aunt Zhang still in charge of the accounts in the house?" Ling Yu asked aloud.