Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 29 Aunt Yang, easy-going personality
"Jing'er, if I remember correctly, you should be married to the Fourth Prince this year, right?"

She still remembered that Wen Shi asked her sister-in-law, the current emperor's younger sister, the eldest princess Xuanyuanxuan, to help her find a good family. Later, she heard that it was the current emperor's fourth prince, who was supposed to get married this year.

Murong Jingxue is a concubine, so she was not able to get into the royal family, and she is still the fourth prince and concubine, all thanks to the eldest princess.

She has been staying in Jingxin Nunnery, so naturally she doesn't know that Murong Jingxue has been divorced by the Fourth Prince.

Murong Jingxue showed embarrassment and smiled awkwardly, "Grandmother, I have nothing to do with the fourth prince."

After finishing speaking, he roughly talked about the matter between her and the fourth prince.

After listening to what Murong Jingxue said, the old lady couldn't help but sigh.

For the fourth prince, it will definitely feel very unfair. He is the fourth son of the current emperor, and there are countless women who want to marry him, but he never thought that the current emperor would marry him with Murong Jingxue. Let's not talk about it Murong Jingxue was only the daughter of a concubine from the Prime Minister's family, and the fact that Murong Jingxue was a fool alone would be unacceptable to the Fourth Prince, and it seemed that it would be a matter of time before the marriage was terminated.

But the strange thing is that the fourth prince didn't retire the engagement sooner or later, but decided to withdraw the engagement at the moment when the sedan chair was approaching. This matter was very strange and unexpected.

"Grandmother." While the old lady was thinking, Murong Jingxue raised her skirt and knelt down to the old lady again.

"Jing'er, talk when you have something to say."

"Grandmother, in a few days it will be Grandmother's [-]th birthday. Jing'er knelt down and begged Grandmother to go back with Jinger."

Old Madam Murong turned the prayer beads in her hand silently, "Jing'er, get up first."

"If grandma doesn't agree, Jing'er won't get up." Murong Jingxue was very determined, she had already made up her mind that if the old lady didn't agree to go back to the prime minister's mansion with her, she wouldn't get up.

"Mother." During the stalemate between Murong Jingxue and the old lady, a woman in light blue clothes walked in with thick gauze wrapped around her arms. It was Murong Tianrong's wife, Mrs. Yang.

"Rui'er, what are you doing here if you're not resting on the bed?" the old lady said angrily.

"Mother, I'm fine, and the injury on my arm doesn't hurt anymore." Yang responded with a smile, and quickened her steps towards Old Madam Murong, "I heard that someone is coming from the Prime Minister's Mansion, so I came to see it."

When seeing the two kneeling on the ground, Yang shook the old lady's arm, "Mother, look, you just let your granddaughter just kneel on the ground and not get up!"

When she just walked to the door, she had already heard the conversation between the old lady and Murong Jingxue.

Murong Jingxue seemed to see the dawn, and the aunt in front of her seemed to be a lobbyist, "Jing'er pays auntie a visit."

"Jing'er." Yang smirked and knelt down, "Come on, let Auntie take a good look."

Murong Jingxue raised her head and observed the person in front of her. She was wearing a light green tube top dress and a white gauze dress. Three thousand blue silks were tied up lightly with a seven-orifice exquisite hairpin. Her skin was almost fair. Transparent, willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of almond eyes full of smiles, a tall nose, and moderately thick red lips slightly raised.

"Mother, this Jing'er looks exactly like Wen Shi's younger sister! He looks like the same person. If there are differences, the only difference is that Jing'er is three points more beautiful than Wen Shi's younger sister." Yang Shi smiled charmingly, and the dimple sank slightly.

"Auntie, stop making fun of Jing'er."
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(End of this chapter)