Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Chapter 13 If it was really designed by Ling Rou, what would you do?
As long as she thinks that her baby has been destroyed, Ling Yue becomes irritable.And this kind of irritability is like grass, and it can't be eliminated no matter what.

Originally, she wanted to go to Yuming Temple again, but Qian Yingying actually came to her, insisting that she opened a new restaurant, and she wanted to accompany her to try it no matter what.Seeing her eager eyes shining, as if the restaurant opened today and closed down tomorrow.

Just take it easy and relax.

When I got there, I realized that the new restaurant that the foodie was talking about was Linxianju.

The place where the original owner confided his sorrows to Li Muyun.

It was also the place where she broke with Li Muyun.

"Yue'er, why are you so dazed? Didn't you expect me to find this good place?" Qian Yingying pulled her to a place by the window, overlooking the bustling street.

It's been a few days since Ling Yue has not fully appreciated the human fireworks of this era.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, quiet amidst the noise.

Although it is based on a rockery, it is next to a stream.

Knowing that she didn't have breakfast, Qian Yingying offered some fragrant tea and snacks: "Let's make a meal first, and let's have a big meal at noon. I know you can't save any money, don't worry, sister please!"

Ling Yue has black hair, so she knows the original owner?

But to be honest, she did not bring any money.

After eating a piece of cake and drinking tea, she said with a smile, "Yingying, you are so bold, you really deserve your surname."

Last name?

money?
Qian Yingying was furious, and she stretched out her finger and tapped her forehead: "You know how to make fun of me. By the way, I came to you today to ask you why you don't like Li Muyun suddenly? He looks so good-looking!"

Ling Yue only thought that she liked to eat, but she didn't expect to gossip like this.

A faint sentence came: "I only found out a few days ago that the guy likes Ling Rou, and you and I have been together."

Firstly, she hated Ling Rou's pretentiousness, and secondly, Qian Yingying was not an outsider, so she no longer concealed it.

Qian Yingying's mouth opened wide, and Ling Yue reached out to close it.

She frowned, and snorted: "No wonder that woman was so abnormal yesterday, she was so shy and reluctant to speak! Since they saw each other, why didn't they tell you directly? You have been a nymphomaniac for so long , suffer the humiliation of those gossips!"

Ling Yue felt warm when he saw her filled with righteous indignation.He laughed and said, "Anyway, I already made it clear yesterday, let's let those dirty things go."

Qian Yingying repeatedly said "hmmm" and sighed: "At first, I thought that if you didn't like it, I would accept that Li Shizi. Let's see now, forget it."

Ling Yue said seriously: "Yingying, stop thinking about it. He is not a good person, don't be fooled by his appearance."

Qian Yingying sighed again: "It can only be forgotten."

She raised her head suddenly, her eyes became resentful: "Yue'er, you are treating me badly."

Ling Yue was taken aback, where did this start?
Qian Yingying curled her lips and said, "You didn't even ask me who I met and what happened when I returned to my hometown this time. You used to ask me everything in detail, and you could analyze it for me in a logical manner. Although those opinions It’s better not to say it.”

Ling Yue: "."

Qian Yingying covered her mouth and smiled: "You're kidding. Even if you don't ask me, you still have to tell me. My mother said she would take me back to my hometown to see my grandfather, but she actually let me meet people."

"Meet someone? Who is it?" Ling Yue became interested, and said with a smirk: "Could it be that your aunt asked you to meet your future husband-in-law?"

Qian Yingying's face flushed, and she stretched out her hand to slap her: "I saw it once from a distance, and I can only say that it looks good."

"Gone?"

"Apart from appearance, what else can I tell?" Qian Yingying thought her question was really strange. Could it be possible to ask her to look at knowledge?

Can she see it?

Ling Yue said "Oh": "Which son is that? Do you have any fame?"

Qian Yingying said: "The grandson of my grandfather's family friend, what is his name is Han Ming, he is a scholar, and he will go to Beijing to take the exam this year."

Ling Yue pursed her lips and smiled: "Look at you, I don't like it anymore."

Qian Yingying only said that she didn't feel moved, and told her mother truthfully.After Mrs. Qian scolded her for being short-sighted, she stopped mentioning it. Originally, she was supposed to stay in her hometown for five days, but she changed it to three days before returning to Beijing.

The two little girls were talking about themselves, only to hear the stairs being trampled loudly.

Just as Qian Yingying was about to scold someone who had no eyesight for being so unruly, the one who didn't have eyesight came straight to her.

"Qian Yingying, Ling Yue, you two can do it, dare to bully my sister!"

Qian Yingying originally planned to maintain a ladylike demeanor, but when she heard this, she immediately took the case.

"Zhang Yulang, did you not take your medicine when you went out? You searched all over the street, and it was your sister who bullied us both. It's just that her ability couldn't match her ambition, and she reaped the consequences."

Zhang Yulang became angry with embarrassment: "I don't care about that, I only know that my sister was drunk and passed out when she came back yesterday. She has never drunk like that. If it wasn't for Ling Yue, how could she drink a bottle of wine?"

Ling Yue looked at the young man in front of him, and he was really irritable as the book said, and he didn't even make sense.

Hearing that he put the crime on himself, his face was full of displeasure.

"Your sister is arrogant and deliberately provocative. Everyone in the poetry club can see clearly. Mr. Zhang, you are here to find fault with us, isn't it justified?"

A diner nearby happened to hear about yesterday's poetry meeting, and interjected: "I heard that Ms. Zhang wants to compare poetry with wine, and if she doesn't drink, she won't let her go. Who knows that I lost."

Zhang Yulang blushed and spat at the man.

Straightening her waist again, she said to Ling Yue: "That's not all my sister's fault. It was your sister Lingrou who gave her the idea, why should she stay out of it?"

When Ling Yue heard this, she was secretly happy.

However, he still spoke for his sister on the surface: "Young Master Zhang, you can't talk nonsense. My family is Rourou, who is beautiful and intelligent, and values ​​sisterhood very much. How could she do such a thing? I can understand that you stand up for your sister, but you Wrong my sister, I will not agree to 1!"

Zhang Yulang heard it clearly the day before yesterday, and seeing Ling Yue started to be serious, he snorted rather forcefully: "If it is really Ling Rou's design, what should you do?"

"How are you going?"

"Then let her drink a bottle of wine too, no, two bottles!"

Not to mention two bottles, even ten bottles of Ling Yue would be happy.Anyway, it wasn't her who drank it, so the one who eats the inside out should also be taught a lesson, so as not to think that she is easy to bully!

Seeing her agree, Zhang Yulang smiled complacently.

"You wait here, I will find Lianxin, and I will go to the prime minister's mansion with you to confront her face to face!"

Hearing the loud sound of the stairs being stepped on again, Ling Yue felt that the sound was really heavenly.

Qian Yingying's big eyes were full of admiration: "Yue'er, you're broken, when did you become so smart? You're going to kill someone with a knife!"

Ling Yue sighed leisurely: "Brain is a good thing, I hope you have it too."

Qian Yingying's pink fist hit her body, and she even made jokes so fresh and refined.

Poured her a cup of tea: "I've never seen Lingrou look deflated, anyway, I'm bored, I'll go with you."

(End of this chapter)