The High Gate Mistress of Rebirth

Chapter 82
Accompanied by the gurgling sound of Guqin coming from behind the screen, the banquet for Qingluan officially began.

Jingshu sat beside Li Ling, and glanced at Qingluan beside the old lady.

Her eyes were always glued to Li Ling, even if the old lady and Xu Wanning chatted with her from time to time, she was done with it, and cast her naked eyes over again.

Any woman will not be happy to see a man who misses her like this, and Jing Shu is naturally not exempt.

Jing Shu lost her appetite, she put down her chopsticks, and looked at Qing Luan's eyes. Although she was tired of her lack of self-respect, she had a polite smile on her face: "Cousin, the piano player invited today Ya Le, do you still agree with me?"

With a wooden face, Qingluan only replied two words: "It's okay."

Jingshu saw that she looked indifferent to her, so she smiled and said nothing.

She looked sideways at Li Ling who was sitting beside her, and saw that he was sitting upright, drinking wine by himself, tapping his fingers casually on his legs to the rhythm of Yale, listening intently, the conversation between his wife and Qingluan This simple conversation didn't seem to catch his ears, and he never even glanced at his cousin who was secretly looking up at him from the beginning to the end.

"Cousin." Qingluan finally couldn't hold back, looked at Li Ling and called out.

Li Ling was still immersed in the beautiful music and couldn't extricate himself, but Qingluan's soft call didn't bring him back.

"Cousin." Qingluan raised her voice and called him.

This time, everyone in the banquet hall heard Qingluan's voice, and Li Ling couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb anymore.

He put down the wine glass, stopped the rhythm of tapping his fingers, but his eyes fell on his wife beside him, and he asked, "What's the matter?"

When she came to the banquet, she did warn him to talk less to Qingluan and to look at her less, but it was not such a "less" way. Jing Shu really had nothing to do with this straight husband who was about to act stupid from time to time.

Seeing Li Ling looking at Jing Shu and asking questions, everyone's eyes fell on Jing Shu involuntarily.
Jing Shu rolled her eyes at Li Ling: "It's my cousin who is calling you."

Qingluan's eyes dimmed, she smiled awkwardly, looked at Li Ling and said: "I remember that my cousin never liked music, singing and dancing, but today's music is not ordinary, why did my cousin listen so engrossed?"

Li Ling was silent for a moment, his eyes shifted from Jingshu, but did not fall on Qingluan, but looked forward emptyly, and said indifferently: "Your sister-in-law loves Yale, but I just love the house and the crow."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head sideways, picked up the wine cup, and tapped it with his fingers in a decent way with the rhythm of the music.

A look of infinite intoxication, an attitude of leaving nothing to be disturbed.

Seeing Li Ling like this, Qingluan's already wet eyes were almost flooded now, she bit her lips tightly, fearing that the tears would fall uncontrollably, and she would no longer have the courage to talk to her longing cousin.

The third girl sitting next to the old lady was stunned by Li Ling's words.

It's amazing that such a cold and serious man like his second brother can say "love the house and the black" in public.

Her second sister-in-law is really amazing!
Not only the third girl, Li Xian and Xu Wanning were quite surprised when they heard Li Ling's words.

Li Xian looked at his second brother, and thought angrily: No wonder a while ago, in order to please his wife, he could ignore his own future.Right now, it seems that she is really fascinated by this Shen family. Even a romantic scholar like him, even if he is obsessed with Mei Niang's beauty, he will definitely not be able to say "love the house and the black" in public.

Nothing!Unexpectedly, this younger brother married a daughter-in-law, and he was so worthless.

Xu Wanning was straightforward, and after listening to Li Ling's words, she joked with a smile: "I never imagined that our family's 'Bingpimple' would change so much after marrying a wife."

Li Ling smiled embarrassedly at his elder sister-in-law: "If there is any change, elder sister-in-law should not make fun of it."

Covering her mouth and smiling, Xu Wanning shifted her gaze from Li Ling to Jing Shu beside him, and then joked: "Your younger brother and sister are good at controlling husbands."

Before Neng Jingshu could reply, the third girl sitting at the top asked in surprise, "Cousin, what's wrong with you? Why are you still crying?"

Everyone looked at Qingluan in unison, Qingluan hurriedly covered her veil and said perfunctorily, "Okay, why should I cry?"

She frowned, and grinned awkwardly at everyone: "It's the wine, it's too strong, it's choking me."

The old lady stroked her granddaughter's back distressedly, and told the woman serving the banquet: "Go and fetch a jug of light fruit wine for the princess."

The mother-in-law quickly agreed to take the order and left, and the old lady continued: "Let the musicians stop too, this kind of music makes people feel uncomfortable, let's change it to something festive."

The old lady gave an order, and the slow music suddenly stopped.After a while, the chirping gongs and drums sounded, accompanied by the drums, a person in Tsing Yi stepped on the stage from behind the screen to the stands, with the beads on his head trembling, the sleeves on his hands flipped, and babbled and sang.

The old lady loves her granddaughter, no matter how much she loves her, she can't feel it enough.As for what to listen to and what to watch, in these trivial matters, people naturally don't care about it. Anyway, this imperial cousin is a guest, and she will go back after staying for a few days. As long as she can make grandma happy, everyone doesn't care about making trouble.

Seeing that he had changed his game, Li Ling naturally couldn't pretend to have a wide range of interests, so he simply turned sideways and drank from the cup.

Just now when Jingshu was listening to Yale, she took the initiative to talk to Qingluan, but she was scorned by others, so naturally she didn't have time to make fun of herself.

Moreover, seeing that she was so annoyed by Li Ling that she shed tears just now, she didn't dare to provoke her again. If she couldn't help crying in public, the old lady would naturally blame her.

Jing Shu doesn't like to drink, so she only cares about eating. Knowing that she likes roasted chicken, the waiter serves a plate on her face.

The golden-roasted meat is slightly oily, and the sesame seeds and peanuts are sprinkled on it, which makes people mouth-watering.

Jing Shu picked up the knife on the plate, cut off a piece, tasted it, it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, it was really delicious, she couldn't help but want to cut it with the knife again.Seeing this, Li Ling on the side took the knife from her hand, skillfully cut off thin slices of roasted meat from the chicken, and placed them one by one on the small plate in front of her.

Jing Shu ate deliciously, raised her eyes and looked at Li Ling with a smile.

Seeing his little wife's greedy appearance, Li Ling also frowned, and asked in a low voice; "Is it delicious?"

Jing Shu nodded to her, but before she could say the word "delicious", the old lady at the head said in surprise: "Okay, what's the matter?"

Then there was the third girl's yin and yang teasing voice: "Ya Le makes you sad, and listening to a play makes you cry. Cousin, your tears are too worthless, aren't they?"

(End of this chapter)