Rebirth of the High Gate Mistress

Chapter 82: Brothers and sisters are still good at charioteers

With the gurgling sound of the guqin coming from behind the screen, the banquet for Qingluan Jiefeng 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 had finished dealing with it and cast her naked eyes over again.

Any woman would not be happy to see another woman thinking of her man like this, and Jingshu was naturally not immune to this.

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

Qingluan had a dull look on his face and only replied with two words: "It's acceptable."

Jingshu saw her expression of indifference towards him, so she smiled and said nothing.

She turned her head to look at Li Ling who was sitting next to her, and saw that he was sitting upright, drinking wine by himself, his fingers tapping lightly on his legs casually to the rhythm of elegant music, listening intently, his wife and Qingluan were talking. This simple conversation didn't seem to reach his ears, and he never glanced up at his cousin who was looking up at him secretly from beginning to end.

 “Cousin.” Qingluan finally couldn’t hold back anymore and looked at Li Ling and called out.

Li Ling was still immersed in the beautiful music and couldn't extricate himself. Qingluan's soft call did not pull him back.

 “Cousin.” Qingluan called him with a louder voice.

This time, everyone in the banquet hall heard Qingluan's voice, and Li Ling could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb.

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

When she came to the banquet, she did warn him to talk to Qingluan less and look at her less, but it was not such a "little" method. Jingshu was really helpless against this straight husband who would act stupid from time to time.

Seeing Li Ling look at Jing Shu and ask questions, everyone's eyes involuntarily fell on Jing Shu.

Jingshu glared at Li Ling and said, "It's my cousin calling you."

Qingluan's eyes dimmed, she smiled awkwardly, looked at Li Ling and said, "I remember that my cousin has never been very fond of music, singing and dancing. Today's music is just ordinary. How come my cousin is so fascinated by it?"

Li Ling was silent for a moment, his eyes moved from Jing Shu, but did not fall on Qingluan. Instead, he looked blankly ahead and said lightly: "Your sister-in-law loves Yale, but I only love the house and the bird."

After saying that, he turned his head, picked up the wine cup, and started tapping his fingers to the rhythm of the music in a decent manner.

Looking like one who is infinitely intoxicated, with an attitude of not being disturbed by others.

Seeing Li Ling like this, Qingluan's originally wet eyes were almost flooded. She bit her lip tightly, fearing that her tears would fall down and she would no longer have the courage to talk to the cousin she longed for.

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

It is really incredible that such a cold and serious man like his second brother can actually say such words as "love the house and the bird" in public.

 Her second sister-in-law is really amazing!

Not only the third girl, Li Xian and Xu Wanning were also surprised when they heard Li Ling's words.

Li Xian looked at his second brother and thought angrily: No wonder he had to ignore his own future in order to please his wife a while ago. At the moment, it seems that Mr. Shen is really fascinated by this. Even a romantic scholar like him, even if he is obsessed with a beauty like Mei Niang, he can never say the words "love the house and the bird" in public.     No future! Unexpectedly, this younger brother married a wife and turned out to be such a loser.

 Xu Wanning is an outspoken person. After listening to Li Ling's words, she smiled and joked: "I didn't expect that our 'Bing Liao' would change so much after marrying a daughter-in-law."

 Li Ling smiled sheepishly at the eldest sister-in-law: "If there is any change, eldest sister-in-law should not make fun of it."

 Xu Wanning covered her mouth and smiled, moving her gaze from Li Ling to Jing Shu beside him, and then joked: "My younger siblings are still good at chauffeuring."

Before Jingshu could reply, the third girl sitting at the top was surprised: "Cousin, what's wrong with you? Why are you still crying?"

Everyone looked at Qingluan. Qingluan quickly covered the veil and said perfunctorily: "Okay, why should I cry?"

She frowned and grinned awkwardly at the crowd: "It's this wine. This wine is too strong and it chokes me."

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

The old lady quickly agreed and left. The old lady continued: "Let the music players stop. Listening to such music makes people feel unhappy. Let's change it to something festive."

 The old lady gave an order, and the slow music suddenly stopped. After a while, the sound of chirping gongs and drums sounded. Accompanied by the drumbeats, a man in green clothes walked from behind the screen to the stand, his hairpin trembling, his sleeves turned over, and he began to sing.

 The old lady loves her granddaughter, and naturally no amount of pain is enough. As for what to listen to and what to see, no one would care about these trivial matters. Anyway, the imperial cousin is a guest and will go back after staying for a few days. As long as they can make their grandmother happy, no one cares about the trouble.

Seeing that things had changed, Li Ling naturally couldn't pretend to have a wide range of interests, so he simply turned sideways and drank by himself.

Jingshu took the initiative to talk to Qingluan when they were listening to Yale just now. Even though she was treated with a cold face, she naturally had no time to ask for trouble.

Furthermore, seeing that she was so annoyed by Li Ling that she shed tears just now, I didn't dare to provoke her anymore. If she couldn't hold it back and started crying in public, the old lady would naturally blame her.

Jingshu didn't like drinking, so she only focused on eating. The waiter knew that she liked roasted chicken, so he put a plate on her face.

The roasted golden meat is slightly shiny with a hint of oil, and it is sprinkled with sesame and peanut crumbs. It makes people salivate just looking at it.

Jingshu picked up the knife on the plate, cut off a piece, and took a bite. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was really delicious. She couldn't help but take the knife to cut it again. Seeing this, Li Ling on the side took the knife from her hand, skillfully cut off thin slices of roast meat from the chicken, and placed them one by one on the small plate in front of her.

Jingshu ate deliciously and looked up at Li Ling with a smile.

Seeing his young wife's greedy appearance, Li Ling also arched his eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "Is it delicious?"

Jingshu nodded towards her, but before she could say the word "delicious", she heard the old lady above her say in shock: "Okay, what's going on?"

Then the third girl made a strange and sarcastic joke: "Playing music makes you sad, and listening to the opera also makes you cry. Cousin, are your tears too worthless?"

 (End of this chapter)