Chapter 13: Troublesome Zhao Ruo [II]
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Lu Zhu heard what Zhang Ruo said, and heard the comments of the people around him, his face flushed with anger, and he glared at Zhang Ruo.
Zhao Ling just smiled indifferently, and said loudly. "Unfortunately, I am not you, so I won't do this. I am not at fault for being disfigured and divorced. Why should I be wronged for the mistakes made by others? What about yourself? Isn't it the people who made mistakes that should repent?"
She looked at Zhang Ruo with piercing eyes. Facing the sharp eyes, Zhang Ruo felt a little flustered, as if the secret she had carefully hidden had been understood by her.
She remembered Zhao Ling, who had been so committed in front of her before, but why she looked different now? She approached a few steps in anger, raising her hand and trying to fan her face. This was her usual action to the former Zhao Ling. Every time Zhao Ling saw her raised her hand, she either lowered her head to beg for mercy or shed tears to pretend to be pitiful. But now Zhao Ling was no longer what she used to be.
Zhang Ruo's slap in the face at every turn was really undesirable! Zhao Ling thought to herself. She grabbed the hand raised by Zhang Ruo, her eyes turned cold, and she said coldly. "Second sister, with your current physical condition, I think it's better for you to stay quietly in the house."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ruo's face changed slightly, did she know that she was pregnant.
"What's the matter?" At this moment, a male voice came, and he walked into a man in a purple brocade robe, with a long body and a handsome face. It was Meng Yun, the son of Rong Wang. Meng Yun stared at Zhao Ling gloomily, grabbed Zhang Ruo's hand, and asked aloud. "Are you alright?"
When Zhang Ruo saw the visitor, she pitifully yelled. "Meng Yun, you are here." After all, she wanted to break free of Zhao Ling's control, but couldn't do so. Hence, Pear Blossom said to Meng Yunce anxiously. "Sir, save me!"
Meng Yunce frowned and said to Zhao Ling. "Miss Zhao, what are you doing? As the eldest sister, how can you let your action with your sister go so far!"
Zhao Ling smiled, and whispered in Zhang Ruo's ear. "If the second sister wants to marry into the Royal Palace smoothly, I suggest you settle down before you marry."
After speaking, she let go of Zhang Ruo's wrist. She smiled at Meng Yun, and said. "Nothing to worry about. Ruo was not being sensible. And I, the older sister, was giving her some advice so that she could understand things better. Second sister, don't you think so?"
Zhang Ruo glared at Zhao Ling unwillingly, walked to Meng Yun's side, pulled his sleeves and said, "My dear, let's go." If she is unmarried and pregnant, her reputation will be ruined. Well, let alone marrying into the Royal Palace. Maybe she really would spend her lifetime in the temple. Therefore, she had to accept this loss today. But sooner or later, she would get it back. Zhao Ruo thought viciously in her heart.
Meng Yun was stunned by Zhao Ling's smile, and when he recovered, Zhang Ruo was already dragged away.
Opposite Zhao Ling in Qing Youju, two men were seating by the windows in the upstairs, watching the scenery. They had the same abundant elegance, and were handsome and truly extraordinary. The man in the white shirt raised nice eyebrows, took a sip from the tea bowl in his hand, and said jokingly, "A Heng, is this your stupid, timid and incompetent future princess? The rumors of the truth are becoming less and less credible."
The man on the other side called "Aheng" was not sitting on a chair, but a wheelchair. He was dressed in a black shirt, which made his face pale and cold. Although sitting in a wheelchair, the aura on his body was a bit more aggressive than the white-clothed man opposite. He opened his lips lightly, and said coldly. "It seems that the strength of Woyun Villa is not as good as before. If Lao Zhuang is alive in the sky, he will surely die seeing this."
The man in white was Yun Yi, the current owner of the mysterious Woyun Villa on the rivers and lakes. As he listened to the man opposite, his face changed slightly and he shouted to him. "Meng Yuan, ...how pathetic your mouth is getting more and more poisonous. Wait and see, this son will go and give your future princess your secrets. Turn it over and I'll let you see the strength of my Woyun Villa."
"No need, this prince will take care of things by himself." The man in Xuan Yi, namely Xuan Wang Meng Yuanheng, handed Yun Yi a warning look of "Don't worry about meddling" and whispered, "Chang Dong."
Immediately after a gust of wind blew, and in the blink of an eye, a boy in Tsing Yi was standing expressionless behind Meng Yuan, silent like a shadow.
"Let's go." As soon as Meng Yuan's voice fell, Chang Dong pushed his wheelchair away, and didn't even look at Yunyi who was drinking tea together with them just now.
Yun Yi was no stranger to the way he got along with his master and servant. He touched his chin, looked at the back of Meng Yuan's departure, and looked at Zhao Ling, who was walking slowly downstairs, and smiled deeply.
Laughter, the future Princess Xuan seems to be not simple.. It appeared that there could be good shows in the future, and the days ahead would definitely not be as dull and boring as they are now.
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Lu Zhu heard what Zhang Ruo said, and heard the comments of the people around him, his face flushed with anger, and he glared at Zhang Ruo.
Zhao Ling just smiled indifferently, and said loudly. "Unfortunately, I am not you, so I won't do this. I am not at fault for being disfigured and divorced. Why should I be wronged for the mistakes made by others? What about yourself? Isn't it the people who made mistakes that should repent?"
She looked at Zhang Ruo with piercing eyes. Facing the sharp eyes, Zhang Ruo felt a little flustered, as if the secret she had carefully hidden had been understood by her.
She remembered Zhao Ling, who had been so committed in front of her before, but why she looked different now? She approached a few steps in anger, raising her hand and trying to fan her face. This was her usual action to the former Zhao Ling. Every time Zhao Ling saw her raised her hand, she either lowered her head to beg for mercy or shed tears to pretend to be pitiful. But now Zhao Ling was no longer what she used to be.
Zhang Ruo's slap in the face at every turn was really undesirable! Zhao Ling thought to herself. She grabbed the hand raised by Zhang Ruo, her eyes turned cold, and she said coldly. "Second sister, with your current physical condition, I think it's better for you to stay quietly in the house."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ruo's face changed slightly, did she know that she was pregnant.
"What's the matter?" At this moment, a male voice came, and he walked into a man in a purple brocade robe, with a long body and a handsome face. It was Meng Yun, the son of Rong Wang. Meng Yun stared at Zhao Ling gloomily, grabbed Zhang Ruo's hand, and asked aloud. "Are you alright?"
When Zhang Ruo saw the visitor, she pitifully yelled. "Meng Yun, you are here." After all, she wanted to break free of Zhao Ling's control, but couldn't do so. Hence, Pear Blossom said to Meng Yunce anxiously. "Sir, save me!"
Meng Yunce frowned and said to Zhao Ling. "Miss Zhao, what are you doing? As the eldest sister, how can you let your action with your sister go so far!"
Zhao Ling smiled, and whispered in Zhang Ruo's ear. "If the second sister wants to marry into the Royal Palace smoothly, I suggest you settle down before you marry."
After speaking, she let go of Zhang Ruo's wrist. She smiled at Meng Yun, and said. "Nothing to worry about. Ruo was not being sensible. And I, the older sister, was giving her some advice so that she could understand things better. Second sister, don't you think so?"
Zhang Ruo glared at Zhao Ling unwillingly, walked to Meng Yun's side, pulled his sleeves and said, "My dear, let's go." If she is unmarried and pregnant, her reputation will be ruined. Well, let alone marrying into the Royal Palace. Maybe she really would spend her lifetime in the temple. Therefore, she had to accept this loss today. But sooner or later, she would get it back. Zhao Ruo thought viciously in her heart.
Meng Yun was stunned by Zhao Ling's smile, and when he recovered, Zhang Ruo was already dragged away.
Opposite Zhao Ling in Qing Youju, two men were seating by the windows in the upstairs, watching the scenery. They had the same abundant elegance, and were handsome and truly extraordinary. The man in the white shirt raised nice eyebrows, took a sip from the tea bowl in his hand, and said jokingly, "A Heng, is this your stupid, timid and incompetent future princess? The rumors of the truth are becoming less and less credible."
The man on the other side called "Aheng" was not sitting on a chair, but a wheelchair. He was dressed in a black shirt, which made his face pale and cold. Although sitting in a wheelchair, the aura on his body was a bit more aggressive than the white-clothed man opposite. He opened his lips lightly, and said coldly. "It seems that the strength of Woyun Villa is not as good as before. If Lao Zhuang is alive in the sky, he will surely die seeing this."
The man in white was Yun Yi, the current owner of the mysterious Woyun Villa on the rivers and lakes. As he listened to the man opposite, his face changed slightly and he shouted to him. "Meng Yuan, ...how pathetic your mouth is getting more and more poisonous. Wait and see, this son will go and give your future princess your secrets. Turn it over and I'll let you see the strength of my Woyun Villa."
"No need, this prince will take care of things by himself." The man in Xuan Yi, namely Xuan Wang Meng Yuanheng, handed Yun Yi a warning look of "Don't worry about meddling" and whispered, "Chang Dong."
Immediately after a gust of wind blew, and in the blink of an eye, a boy in Tsing Yi was standing expressionless behind Meng Yuan, silent like a shadow.
"Let's go." As soon as Meng Yuan's voice fell, Chang Dong pushed his wheelchair away, and didn't even look at Yunyi who was drinking tea together with them just now.
Yun Yi was no stranger to the way he got along with his master and servant. He touched his chin, looked at the back of Meng Yuan's departure, and looked at Zhao Ling, who was walking slowly downstairs, and smiled deeply.
Laughter, the future Princess Xuan seems to be not simple.. It appeared that there could be good shows in the future, and the days ahead would definitely not be as dull and boring as they are now.
Lu Zhu heard what Zhang Ruo said, and heard the comments of the people around him, his face flushed with anger, and he glared at Zhang Ruo. Zhao Ling just smiled indifferently, and said loudly. "Unfortunately, I am not you, so I won't do this. I am not at fault for being disfigured and divorced. Why should I be wronged for the mistakes made by others? What about yourself? Isn't it the people who made mistakes that should repent?" She looked at Zhang Ruo with piercing eyes. Facing the sharp eyes, Zhang Ruo felt a little flustered, as if the secret she had carefully hidden had been understood by her. She remembered Zhao Ling, who had been so committed in front of her before, but why she looked different now? She approached a few steps in anger, raising her hand and trying to fan her face. This was her usual action to the former Zhao Ling. Every time Zhao Ling saw her raised her hand, she either lowered her head to beg for mercy or shed tears to pretend to be pitiful. But now Zhao Ling was no longer what she used to be. Zhang Ruo's slap in the face at every turn was really undesirable! Zhao Ling thought to herself. She grabbed the hand raised by Zhang Ruo, her eyes turned cold, and she said coldly. "Second sister, with your current physical condition, I think it's better for you to stay quietly in the house." Upon hearing this, Zhang Ruo's face changed slightly, did she know that she was pregnant. "What's the matter?" At this moment, a male voice came, and he walked into a man in a purple brocade robe, with a long body and a handsome face. It was Meng Yun, the son of Rong Wang. Meng Yun stared at Zhao Ling gloomily, grabbed Zhang Ruo's hand, and asked aloud. "Are you alright?" When Zhang Ruo saw the visitor, she pitifully yelled. "Meng Yun, you are here." After all, she wanted to break free of Zhao Ling's control, but couldn't do so. Hence, Pear Blossom said to Meng Yunce anxiously. "Sir, save me!" Meng Yunce frowned and said to Zhao Ling. "Miss Zhao, what are you doing? As the eldest sister, how can you let your action with your sister go so far!" Zhao Ling smiled, and whispered in Zhang Ruo's ear. "If the second sister wants to marry into the Royal Palace smoothly, I suggest you settle down before you marry." After speaking, she let go of Zhang Ruo's wrist. She smiled at Meng Yun, and said. "Nothing to worry about. Ruo was not being sensible. And I, the older sister, was giving her some advice so that she could understand things better. Second sister, don't you think so?" Zhang Ruo glared at Zhao Ling unwillingly, walked to Meng Yun's side, pulled his sleeves and said, "My dear, let's go." If she is unmarried and pregnant, her reputation will be ruined. Well, let alone marrying into the Royal Palace. Maybe she really would spend her lifetime in the temple. Therefore, she had to accept this loss today. But sooner or later, she would get it back. Zhao Ruo thought viciously in her heart. Meng Yun was stunned by Zhao Ling's smile, and when he recovered, Zhang Ruo was already dragged away. Opposite Zhao Ling in Qing Youju, two men were seating by the windows in the upstairs, watching the scenery. They had the same abundant elegance, and were handsome and truly extraordinary. The man in the white shirt raised nice eyebrows, took a sip from the tea bowl in his hand, and said jokingly, "A Heng, is this your stupid, timid and incompetent future princess? The rumors of the truth are becoming less and less credible." The man on the other side called "Aheng" was not sitting on a chair, but a wheelchair. He was dressed in a black shirt, which made his face pale and cold. Although sitting in a wheelchair, the aura on his body was a bit more aggressive than the white-clothed man opposite. He opened his lips lightly, and said coldly. "It seems that the strength of Woyun Villa is not as good as before. If Lao Zhuang is alive in the sky, he will surely die seeing this." The man in white was Yun Yi, the current owner of the mysterious Woyun Villa on the rivers and lakes. As he listened to the man opposite, his face changed slightly and he shouted to him. "Meng Yuan, ...how pathetic your mouth is getting more and more poisonous. Wait and see, this son will go and give your future princess your secrets. Turn it over and I'll let you see the strength of my Woyun Villa." "No need, this prince will take care of things by himself." The man in Xuan Yi, namely Xuan Wang Meng Yuanheng, handed Yun Yi a warning look of "Don't worry about meddling" and whispered, "Chang Dong." Immediately after a gust of wind blew, and in the blink of an eye, a boy in Tsing Yi was standing expressionless behind Meng Yuan, silent like a shadow. "Let's go." As soon as Meng Yuan's voice fell, Chang Dong pushed his wheelchair away, and didn't even look at Yunyi who was drinking tea together with them just now. Yun Yi was no stranger to the way he got along with his master and servant. He touched his chin, looked at the back of Meng Yuan's departure, and looked at Zhao Ling, who was walking slowly downstairs, and smiled deeply. Laughter, the future Princess Xuan seems to be not simple.. It appeared that there could be good shows in the future, and the days ahead would definitely not be as dull and boring as they are now.
