Rebirth of the High Gate Mistress

Chapter 60 Since she hit you, just take it easy

Ling Xiao came over again during dinner and said that Li Ling had ordered someone to come back to send a message that he would be home late and would not be able to come back for dinner.

Ziyun happily agreed and said, "I know." He turned to look at Jingshu and smiled happily.

 My lady was able to reconcile with her uncle, and her efforts were not in vain, because she was in a good mood, and she was particularly attentive to the dinner.

Jing Shu glanced at her and asked, "Why did the prince suddenly come back last night?"

Ziyun smiled awkwardly, took a mouthful of food and put it on the small plate in front of Jingshu: "How do you know this servant? It must be my uncle's wish. I don't want to get angry with you, for fear that you will be wronged."

 Can he think for himself? If he really didn't want to get angry with her, he wouldn't have kept a cold face after coming back last night.

Jingshu asked again: "You should tell him what happened in the garden."

Only Ziyun knows about this matter, who else besides her?

Ziyun also knew that he couldn't hide it from her, so he replied: "It was indeed my slave who told my uncle. I don't want to see any rift between you and my uncle because of this. Why don't you just talk to me about it?"

The dissatisfaction between her and him was not just due to the incident in her garden where she was angry with the old woman. It was a pity that she could not ask him and Qingluan clearly today.

 She must ask him clearly when he comes back in the evening.

Having just seen Li Ling's attitude towards her, Jing Shu also saw that he still cared about her, so she was reassured that even if he had Qingluan in his heart, he would never abandon her.

The position of the mistress of the Gaomen is still stable.

With her status secured, Jingshu has less worries. Now she was determined. If Li Ling really still had Qingluan in his heart, she would also find a way to get Qingluan out of his heart.

 She has to decide on the position of the mistress of the high family, as well as Li Ling's person and his heart.

The position of the mistress of the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion is so prominent, and Li Ling is such an outstanding man. How many noble ladies are thinking about this.

Since she hit her hand accidentally, why not hold it properly?

Jingshu didn't say anything more and ate her dinner quietly. Ziyun breathed a long sigh of relief when she saw that the lady didn't blame her for it.

 At night, Jingshu was waiting for Li Ling while handling the accounts. After waiting for a long time but not waiting for him to come back, she finally couldn't hold on any longer, so she put out the candle and went to bed.

She was lying on the pillow with her eyes closed, concentrating, but she was thinking about how to talk to Li Ling about Qingluan later.

She was concentrating on thinking about things when she was unexpectedly taken by a big hand, and then she fell into someone's strong arms.

Jingshu asked: "Why didn't I hear anything when you came back?"

Li Ling replied: "The prince invites you, so it's hard to refuse. You're late when you get home. I thought you were fast asleep, so I took off my robe outside and patted you to wake you."

"How can I sleep? Didn't I have something to say during the day?" As she spoke, Jingshu broke away from him and sat up on the soft pillow at the head of the bed.

 As if he had to talk things through clearly today.

Li Ling also stood up obediently and sat next to her on the bedside.

 Looking like he was all ears.

Jingshu was about to speak when she smelled the sweat on his body when he came over and said displeased: "Didn't you wash up?"

 Li Ling took his inner coat and put it under his nose, smelled it, and replied: "When I was reviewing the cavalry today, I went out to demonstrate it myself. I was sweating. I was afraid of disturbing you when I came back, so I didn't wash it."

Jingshu said with a hint of disgust: "Go and wash up first."

Li Ling replied: "If you have anything to say, please say it first. I will go wash it after you finish speaking. You said during the day that you still have something to say. I have been thinking about it all day." After that, he stretched out his hand. Holding her little hand: "After all, is there anything else to say?"

Jingshu pulled her hand away in disgust, covered her nose and said, "I really can't stand the smell of sweat. You go and wash up first." After that, she pushed him out of bed: "Put on more saponins." , take it easy to get rid of the smell of sweat.”

Li Ling put on his shoes and reluctantly went to the bathroom. After rinsing his hands clean, he got on the bed and raised his arms to put the sleeves of his pajamas in front of her and said, "That's it this time." Finally seeing his wife nodding, Li Ling Leaning on the soft pillow at the head of the bed, with one leg stretched out and the other half bent, he pulled his little wife into his arms and asked: "Say it, say all the things I didn't have time to say during the day, If there is anything I didn't do well that made you feel wronged, tell me everything."

Jingshu broke free from his arms, sat face to face with Li Ling, and asked with a serious face: "Have you always been carrying Qingluan in your heart?"

She was not going to beat around the bush anymore, this time, she had to ask clearly in person.

Jingshu "looked" at him quietly. She couldn't see the expression of the person opposite her in the dark night. Of course, she didn't have to cover up her emotions.

At this moment, she was glad that when she wanted to ask him about this during the day, he hit her at random. Now, under the cover of darkness, it is better for the two of them. If Li Ling really couldn't let go of Qingluan, he wouldn't be embarrassed by her questioning him like this. She could also use this dark night to cover up his out-of-control emotions if he had another woman in his heart, so that she would not lose her noble demeanor in front of him.

Jingshu waited for his answer quietly, but the person opposite was silent.

 The room was dark and quiet, so quiet that Jingshu lost her patience.

Just when she couldn't help but want to question him again, Li Ling suddenly got up and got off the ground, walked to the table in a few steps, and lit the candle on the table with a fire stick.

Jingshu looked at his behavior inexplicably.

Li Ling walked over step by step carrying the candlestick. The candle was specially made by someone because Li Ling was worried that she would hurt her eyes while doing accounting at night. The candle was tall and big, and the wick was thick. Once it was lit, it would be brighter than ordinary candles. Light up brighter.

Li Ling walked to the bedside holding the candlestick and frowned heavily: "You actually think so, then I have to make it clear to you."

He held up the big candle stupidly, as if he was afraid that the dark light would make it unclear.

In the dark night, her eyes suddenly met the light. Jingshu subconsciously covered her eyes and asked: "That's all you say, why click on it? It makes your eyes uncomfortable."

 Li Ling reacted when he saw his wife's behavior. He put the candlestick on the footrest under the bed and said nonchalantly: "I just want to explain it to you."

Jingshu sighed helplessly, sat upright again, and looked at Li Ling intently, waiting for his answer.

Li Ling's hair was still half-wet because he had just taken a shower. He was wearing a snow-white coat, his black hair was hanging down, and he exuded a faint scent of soap locust.

He stood by the bed, looked at Jingshu and asked, "During the day, when you told me about 'Shangzhu', did you mean Qingluan?"

Jingshu nodded solemnly.

Li Ling looked at her with disbelief and said with a sneer: "How could you think so? How old is Qingluan? He is still a child."

"She's not a child. She'll have haircuts after the Chinese New Year." Jing Shu stared at him, her tone indifferent, but she didn't want to give him any excuse.

It suddenly dawned on Li Ling, and he murmured: "Jin Yan is now a teenager, and Qingluan is older than Jin Yan."

Jing Shu didn't have time to tell him this, and asked: "Do you have Qingluan in your heart? If I hadn't fallen into the water and been rescued by you and lost my reputation, would you have married her? Even if you marry me now, Can you still not forget her?"

 After listening to a series of questions from his young wife, Li Ling finally understood the knot that was tangled in his wife's heart.

A smile appeared on his originally serious face, and he stretched out his hand to scratch the tip of his wife's nose: "What nonsense are you talking about? Qingluan is my sister, how can you think about that?"

Jingshu opened his hand and rolled her eyes at him: "It's not unusual for cousins ​​to be together. Just answer me honestly whether you have feelings for her or not."

Li Ling immediately stopped smiling and said resolutely: "No."

After finishing speaking, he saw that his young wife was still sullen. Li Ling raised three fingers at her as if he was worried that she wouldn't believe him: "If I am trying to trick you"

After listening to his words, Jingshu's heart suddenly brightened up. She quickly grabbed his hand and said angrily, "If you don't have it, you won't have it. Why are you swearing!"

 (End of this chapter)