Portable Space: Reborn Female Cultivator

Chapter 729 Small World 21
Now it's really embarrassing for Lingyue. To be honest, she really doesn't know what is the purpose of coming here?This place is similar to the ancient times of China, with rigorous dogma and many rules.But there are also some differences, for example: Xiuyuan's crying.

Lingyue shook her head, "I don't know yet, but it should be soon." She was facing the garden, and a strong fragrance of flowers blew in the breeze, Lingyue frowned slightly, she never liked this A strong smell, not to mention a faint smell of blood mixed with it.

"Let's go back." Lingyue stood up. She never liked to meddle in other people's business, but since she was already caught up in it, she didn't mind doing something good. She looked at the brightly blooming garden with wisps of ferocity in her eyes. Running rampant in front of my eyes.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. It seemed that the Wu family in Jiangcheng was not as prosperous as it appeared on the surface.She remembered that she once saw a sentence in the world, behind the glamor is either vicissitudes or filth. I don't know which kind of Wu Mansion belongs to?

"Mom, do you think it's strangely cold here?" Qing'er touched her arm, stood beside Lingyue and looked around carefully.

Lingyue looked at the sky and murmured seemingly unintentionally, "The wind is blowing, and the thunderstorm is coming soon."

Hearing Lingyue's words, Qing'er also raised her head and looked towards the sky, "It's clear that the sky is cloudless, where is the wind blowing? How can there be thunderstorms? Mom, are you reading it wrong?"

Lingyue turned around and looked at Qing'er, "Qing'er can't just look at the surface, for example, this garden, what can you see?"

"Flowers, the flowers here are more beautiful than other places." Qing'er replied without thinking.

"What else?" Lingyue put her eyes on the flowers, but took out a gauze scarf from her wide sleeve and hung it on her face to reduce her inhalation of the strong breath.

"Anything else?" Qing'er frowned, "Those flowers are planted according to different types, and..." Qing'er suddenly remembered something, and looked at Lingyue in disbelief, as if asking her to give her the correct answer. s answer.

Lingyue didn't look back, but nodded, "Let's go back, what's going on, I think we'll have an answer tonight." After finishing speaking, she took the lead to walk outside the gazebo.

In the afternoon, Qing'er and Lingyue were resting in their respective rooms. In the evening, Mrs. Wu sent someone to invite them to the hall for dinner, saying that it was to cleanse them up and apologize, and hoped that they would show respect.

The so-called hospitality is hard to come by, let alone in other people's homes, Lingyue and Qing'er joined Xiran Qiuqiu on the other side after a little preparation, and followed the people sent by Mrs. Wu to the hall.

"Guests, please take your seat." Mrs. Wu had already been waiting outside the hall, and when she saw them coming, her well-maintained face was filled with a deep smile, as if the unhappiness in the afternoon hadn't happened at all. .

Qing'er let out a cold snort, and walked straight into the hall, showing the unruly and capricious temper of the young lady.Lingyue was easy to talk, although she had an indifferent and alienated smile on her face, she said in her mouth, "The old lady is too polite, we are juniors, why should I trouble you to wait for us here? Please first." The tone was humble, and Compared with Qing'er's slap in the face, Lingyue's attitude undoubtedly gave the Wu family a big sweet date that couldn't be tasted.

(End of this chapter)