Ugly Beauty: The Second Miss Waste

Chapter 332
Qingcheng looked at this scene and shook his head.

What kind of person raises what kind of daughter, Lin Zhixuan only cares about running, but doesn't want to keep Lin Jingyuan in danger.

But what does this have to do with her?

This is the only way for the prime minister's family.

She jumped down from the roof lightly, and no longer cared whether the prime minister was alive or dead.

Qingcheng went directly to the third lady's residence, she wanted to see if the second lady was really chanting sutras for Yue Xiu or something.

Qingcheng has not set foot in the residence of the third lady for a long time in his memory.

The third lady likes to be quiet, and the yard where she lives is also very quiet.

The room was decorated like a temple for her to chant scriptures and Buddha.

In Qingcheng's memory, the third lady suddenly changed her temperament and liked to worship the Buddha, and she worshiped the Buddha for ten years.

When the sky was getting dark, Qingcheng carefully avoided everyone and found the third lady's yard.

She was on the roof watching a piece of rubble being lifted, looking at the scene below.

The people below were eating, the second wife, the third wife, and Lin Yiqing were all sitting at the same table.

"Sister, Mr. Xiang is sick in bed now, so you really don't want to visit him?" The second lady seemed to be in good spirits, not like what the servants said.

"No need, it's my sister that Xiangye wants to see at this moment." The third lady replied lightly, without taking the second lady's words to heart at all.

The second lady smiled awkwardly, but didn't say much.

After the meal, the second lady suddenly said: "Sister, sister is bothering you here, but elder sister should also rest in peace, and sister will go back now."

The third lady just hummed, and didn't care at all whether the second lady wanted to leave.

The second lady felt bored and didn't say anything anymore. After dinner, she went back to her yard with her maid.

Seeing this, Qingcheng quietly followed behind her.

"Ma'am, you see that Xiangye is sick in bed now, should you serve Xiangye, why are you wasting time with the third lady?"

The maid who was wearing blue clothes next to the second lady suddenly spoke. It seemed that she should be the second lady's confidant maid, otherwise she wouldn't ask such a question so brazenly.

"What do you know? Xiangye is sick, but he won't be able to wake up for a while. Maybe this illness will cause him to sleep for a long time. He should know his body well, so the head of the Xiangfu will definitely think about it carefully." Who do you want to give it to. Don’t look at her now, she doesn’t care about world affairs, she seems to be forgotten by the whole world. She was the favorite of Xiangye back then. If I don’t come to check her words, how do I know if she will come out to fight for the power of the family? .”

The second lady thought she was very clever and explained to the servant girl that the eldest lady was dead, and the remaining son did not know if it was Lin Jingyuan's own.

At this time, the most likely person Lin Jingyuan trusted most was the third wife who had a young son.

If the third wife intends to come out to fight, where can she go to fight with only one daughter?
Fortunately, the third lady did not have such thoughts.

"Ma'am, do you want to go see Mr. Xiang now? Mr. Xiang is bedridden. If you don't go, it doesn't make sense."

The maid in Tsing Yi reminded her again.

"Why don't you look at it? Of course you have to look at it. Madam, I'll go back and change a piece of clothing first, and then I'll sort it out." The second lady walked towards her yard gracefully, feeling good no matter how she felt.

Listening to the conversation between the master and the servant, Qingcheng sneered again and again.

(End of this chapter)