Happy Marriage

Mrs. Hou's words, like a heavy hammer, slammed Yu Jingyun's heart: "An Sheng is not the one who clings to power!"

"Even if it's not!" Mrs. Hou took a step back: "Then what is her intention? Marry a woman who doesn't care about her as a wife, do you think she will concentrate on the affairs of the Hou residence for you? Luo Bing has a deep love for you, so You don't like a good girl, but you want to hurt Luo Bing for her. Jingyun, you are too confused!"

Yu Jingyun pursed his thin lips tightly, and his whole body was full of anger: "If I liked her, I would have liked her long before I met An Sheng. If I don't like her, I don't like it, and I can't come! Even if I don't have An Sheng, I still don't like her! She is so rude Willful, arrogant and domineering, do you think she is qualified to be the prince concubine of the Hou residence and take care of the affairs of the Hou residence?"

Ling Luobing suffered from his merciless ridicule, and was already in tears: "You have always been so kind to me, and it was only after Xia Ansheng appeared that you changed your mind."

"It's unreasonable!" Yu Jingyun felt that if he continued to argue, he would not be able to hold back the anger in his heart, and he would say something cold and hard: "That's all I have said today, Ling Luobing, from now on, Stay away from An Sheng, don't let me see you again to embarrass her!"

He walked away angrily.

Ling Luobing was stunned in place, crying with shame and anger.

Mrs. Hou hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her: "Don't cry, don't cry. With my aunt here, I will definitely support you, and I won't let that girl succeed."

"Now that Brother Jingyun is determined, what else can I do?"

Mrs. Hou Ye smiled slightly: "Jingyun is stubborn here, so let's start elsewhere. It's just a little girl's film. Is there nothing we can do about her?"

Ling Luobing stopped crying, looked at Madam Hou, and asked suspiciously, "Auntie, what do you mean?"

"Last time you came to Hou Mansion, didn't you tell me that this Xia Ansheng has two younger sisters, who are on the same level as her?"

Ling Luobing nodded: "Her two younger sisters came from her stepmother, and the mother and daughter all regard her as a thorn in their side, thorns in their flesh. The three women were all overwhelmed, unable to breathe."

Mrs. Hou raised her hand and stroked Ling Luobing's hair, her face full of love: "The daughter-in-law that my aunt has recognized from beginning to end is you, don't worry, as long as the emperor can let go, the seat of the prince's concubine is still yours, run not fall.

As for Xia Ansheng, we don't need to do anything, we just need to give her stepmother a little courage to kill someone with a knife. Wouldn't it be better than the two of you and I who worked hard and complained in front of Jingyun? "

When Ling Luobing heard Mrs. Hou's consolation, she finally broke into a smile: "I know that only my aunt treats Luo Bing the best. Whatever I need to do, my aunt can tell me."

Mrs. Hou smiled dotingly: "crying and laughing, at first glance, you are still a child. You don't have to do anything, just ask that Xia Ansheng's stepmother to come to me, and you just watch the fun. That's good. With so many of us, is it possible that we can't subdue her, Xia Ansheng?"

When Yu Jingyun met An Sheng again, he didn't say anything about Ling Luobing that day, but he was more concerned about her.

An Sheng knew very well that Mrs. Hou Ye obviously did not like to see her. Although Mrs. Hou Ye never showed her disgust with Xia Ansheng in front of the old lady, on the contrary, except for today's anger, her voice was fierce. , is usually peaceful.

However, it was well known that Mrs. Hou was fond of Ling Luobing. She summoned Yu Jingyun, and she had to give a lecture. Yu Jingyun was sandwiched between herself and Mrs. Hou. Although she was firm, she was in a dilemma.

An Sheng felt that although he was only here to live in the Hou Mansion, he had already tasted the war between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in advance.

Mrs. Hou didn't want to see her. Even if she did marry into Hou's mansion in the future, the relationship between the two could not be reconciled, and even continued to deteriorate because of her prejudice. Then, Yu Jingyun got along between the two, and was exhausted sooner or later.

This kind of relationship is the hardest to maintain. It's like holding a cup of hot boiling water. When it gets hot, it will naturally be lost. No matter how precious the teacup is, it is not as important as how you feel.

She smiled wryly and sighed, seeing Yu Jingyun who was embarrassed and sad, she really couldn't bear to insist on leaving, which made him even more embarrassed. So, stay for now.

When Yu Lingsu was in danger, she actually stepped forward to speak for herself, and helped her discover the truth of the matter, which made An Sheng feel grateful to her, and the two became friends.

Two days later, Yu Lingsu brought the gift from the old lady, a set of peacock blue bats dotted with emeralds, a set of gold and jade inlaid with immortals and congratulations, two gold and rubies inlaid with rubies, and a pair of emerald-dotted buoys. Cloisonne blue red coral earrings, a dazzling pile.

Yu Lingsu smiled with frowning eyes: "I ordered someone to take out these jewelry to find someone and carefully clean them up before they were delivered to you."

An Sheng is also incapable of being refined. He looks at these pleasing things, but he rarely wears them on weekdays.

No wonder Leng Nanxian always called her a financial fan.

She smiled: "What are you bothering to do? These jewelry are too expensive, and I rarely use them on weekdays."

Yu Lingsu sat down opposite her unceremoniously, and poured a cup of tea to moisten her throat: "These are the rewards of the old lady, and I'm just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha. There are so many faces and faces, I'm too picky. , you are not too old-fashioned."

An Sheng has been looking at Huadian carefully: "This atmospheric thing is not as fashionable as the fashionable colors on the streets, but it is always eye-catching. Miss Lingsu has a good eye."

Yu Lingsu raised her cheeks and looked at An Sheng with a mysterious look: "The guy who went to get this hairpin brought me back a shocking news, do you want to hear it?"

An Sheng raised his eyes: "What's the matter, still selling off like this?"

Yu Lingsu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and widened her eyes: "You should remember that flower girl who came to the mansion to recognize her relatives a few days ago."

"How could I have forgotten what happened just a few days ago?" An Sheng smiled: "What happened to her? Could it be that the third young master has changed his mind?"

"Crazy!" Yu Lingsu suddenly came up with these two words, which shocked An Sheng.

"What did you say? Who's crazy?"

"Hua Niang is crazy, Brother Hui is dead."

The hairpin in An Sheng's hand landed on the table with a "snap": "It's so good, how could it be crazy? Did something happen?"

Yu Lingsu gave a soft "um": "Just the day before and night, I heard that her neighbor's stove was not properly covered, sparks burst out, ignited the firewood beside the stove, and then a big fire started.

The wind was strong outside the city, and the fire quickly spread by the wind. You know, that Hua Niang's house is an oil mill, and there is a lot of oil piled up in the house. So the fire couldn't be controlled and it started immediately.

On that day, Brother Hui happened to come to play in the oil mill, and he stayed in the oil mill at night without leaving. Together with Hua Niang's parents and a brother, they were all burned alive inside. Hua Niang couldn't bear this blow for a while, and people went crazy. Now she is running all over the street, looking for her brother Hui everywhere, and still calling out to Shi Ziye all the time. So, it just reached our ears. "

An Sheng couldn't help feeling horrified, and even turned pale: "When the fire broke out, didn't the neighbors scream for help?"

"The neighbor's kitchen is next to the back wall of the oil mill. When the neighbors found out, they shouted loudly. The house collapsed and couldn't be rescued." Yu Lingsu said regretfully.

A beautiful home, but overnight, the family was destroyed, and the Hua Niang, who had just suffered a series of blows, and then watched her loved ones being swallowed up by the fire, how could she not be heartbroken?

Four lives!

An Sheng was silent for a while, feeling very sad for Hua Niang.

Yu Lingsu also sighed lightly: "It's just a sin, Hua Niang has promised that she will not come to the door of the Hou's mansion again, but she still can't escape."

An Sheng raised his face and asked suspiciously, "Escape what?"

Yu Lingsu hurriedly kept silent and covered up: "It's nothing, it's just a moment of emotion\"

"Do you mean to say that this fire was deliberately done by someone?"

Yu Lingsu said hesitantly: "It's a bit too coincidental, and I'm talking nonsense."

But An Sheng was shocked. In fact, she didn't need Yu Lingsu to remind her, she also had speculations in her heart, but she didn't dare to speak boldly.

It was indeed too coincidental. The oil mill is not in trouble early, not in the evening, but it was just a few days after the flower girl came to the door to recognize her relatives. Is it really a coincidence?

The existence of Hua Niang and children obviously hinders the interests of some people, so it cannot be tolerated.

She thought of the third young lady who gritted her teeth and had to force a smile that day, the third young master with a ruthless face, the concubines who watched indifferently, and the righteous Mrs. Hou.

The more I think about it, the colder my heart becomes.

I only knew that Hou Fuer was intriguing and treacherous, but I never thought that behind this quiet and peaceful nature, there was such a ruthless and dirty method!

How innocent the child is!

The lady is also pitiful.

A matter that has died down has to end with a few lives in the end.

Who is it, so ruthless?

An Sheng's face turned pale and shuddered.

Yu Lingsu carefully coveted An Sheng's face, and explained in a low voice: "If a person wants to take charge of such a large family of Hou Mansion, there will always be many difficulties that cannot be expressed. In order to take care of the interests of Quan Hou Mansion, some sacrifices are compelled to do so. I have seen a lot. Now, for these **** things, I naturally don't take it as a surprise, I'm used to it."

The meaning inside and outside of her words is undoubtedly telling An Sheng that the person behind is Mrs. Hou.

An Sheng was even more frightened, but he didn't dare to say much, so he could only bury the fright in his heart.

"Perhaps, it's really just a coincidence? After all, isn't the source of the fire clear? It was caused by the neighbor's inadvertent, and it was the oil mill, and it was on fire." An Sheng didn't want to say more, and said perfunctorily.