The eldest daughter of the group pet, she is full of luck

Chapter 1222 Who is playing the piano?
"You go down first."

Lin Qingluo waved her hand, signaling the maids to step back first.

"Yes."

The servant girl who was accompanying her understood, took two steps back, and exited the warm pavilion in an orderly manner.

"Qingluo, what's going on?"

Mrs. Zhen Guogong felt that something was wrong, and her heart skipped a beat, with a bad premonition.

Ye Xue'e and Mrs. Lin also surrounded her, showing shocked expressions.

"What happened in the posthouse two days ago is related to the Western Chu Kingdom."

Lin Qingluo did not hide anything and told the truth truthfully.

"God."

Ye Xue'e was quite frightened, and her face turned pale: "How could there be such a vicious person?"

"No wonder Brother Yun would stand up for her. This matter is truly a disaster."

Mrs. Lin Er knew the truth, and she felt a little sympathy for the princess of the Western Jin Dynasty.

"It's about the relationship between countries, how does Brother Yun plan to deal with it?"

Mrs. Zhen Guo is worthy of being Mrs. Jiangmen, she thinks farther and more thoroughly.

"The prince of the Western Jin Dynasty was filled with righteous indignation and vowed to destroy Xichu and seek justice for his sister."

Lin Qing said truthfully: "He discussed with the fourth brother and wanted to join forces with Feng Qi to send troops together, attacking back and forth, and deal a fatal blow to the King of Western Chu, completely eradicating future troubles."

Mrs. Lin's nerves suddenly tensed up: "Did Brother Yun agree?"

Lin Qingluo's eyelids drooped slightly: "For now, not yet."

"Appeal."

Mrs. Lin Er quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Second aunt, do you agree to send troops?"

Lin Qingluo's five senses are keen, and she can still clearly sense her emotional changes without raising her eyes.

"Since ancient times, beauty has been a source of trouble, and it is this kind of woman who makes men angry for her and triggers wars."

Mrs. Lin's words showed her disgust for war, and the little sympathy she had just raised for the princess of the Western Jin Dynasty disappeared in an instant.

"Brother Yun can't make the decision by himself when we send out troops, we wait for the old man to speak."

Ye Xue'e saw it clearly, and persuaded softly: "Don't be anxious, and don't get angry with Brother Yun because of this matter, and hurt the harmony between mother and son."

"That's it."

Mrs. Zhen Guogong's wife is partial to her grandson, and her mother-in-law's prestige is fully displayed: "Brother Yun has worked hard to deal with the government affairs for Qingluo. He is already very tired. Don't pull him back and let outsiders see the joke."

"daughter in law."

Just as Mrs. Lin wanted to defend herself, Ye Xue'e quietly tugged at her sleeves, signaling her not to say anything more.

The corners of Mrs. Lin's mouth twitched a few times, and she closed her mouth embarrassingly.

"Since this matter is related to Xichu, let's forget about Princess Xichu."

Mrs. Zhen Guogong nodded in satisfaction, and then assigned tasks to the two daughters-in-law: "You two also go to the garden and choose a few suitable candidates for Brother Zhou from among the noble daughters in the capital city."

"it is good."

Mrs. Lin Er was depressed and was about to go out to get some air, so she readily agreed.

Ye Xue'e wanted to relieve her, she agreed with a smile, and walked out of the Nuan Pavilion with her.

"Qingluo, you can go out and play too."

Mrs. Zhen Guogong looked back at her little granddaughter, and the corners of her eyes were wrinkled: "You don't need to stay here with my old lady."

Just as Lin Qingluo was about to speak, at this moment, the melodious and pleasant sound of the piano came from the garden.

The beautiful melody like green pearls falling on a jade plate has attracted people to stop and look around, looking for the elegant and charming figure of the player.

The breeze blows, the sound of the piano floats, and suddenly, flocks of birds fly from all directions.

Led by the little kingfisher, it sang cheerfully and crisply, following the melody-like sound of the piano, circling over the town's mansion.

"Who is playing the piano?"

Mrs. Zhen Guo was fascinated by what she heard, and stood up from her chair.

"Qingluo goes to the garden with grandma."

Listening to the cheerful birdsong, Lin Qingluo understood, and secretly encouraged her grandmother.

　Thank you, Little Fairy, for your monthly pass.

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(End of this chapter)