how beautiful

Chapter 9

Speaking of which, Mrs. Liang really thought it was a bit strange, even if ordinary ladies like red, they would not wear a red dress like this.If there is, it is also the bride, but this young lady does not seem to have any rumors of getting married.Moreover, her tone of voice suddenly made her chill.Granny Liang almost wanted to rub her arm.

Not only Mrs. Liang, but even Mrs. Lan thought it was a bit strange. She said with a smile, "Sister Ling, why do you make all red? Are other colors not good?"

He Ling smiled, and asked strangely: "Is red bad? I feel festive! Maybe I'll be fine if I wear red to celebrate happiness. Besides, blood red, blood red, I think red is exciting."

Lan's fidgeting all of a sudden, she forced a smile out of embarrassment, "You child, what are you talking about. You will be fine naturally."

"Of course I'll be fine." Heling raised her chin slightly, and gave a little blessing, "Mother, Heling is a little tired, so I'm leaving first."

Lan frowned: "Take care of Miss Fifth and go back to rest."

Qiaoyin quickly replied yes.

Looking at He Ling's thin back, Lan felt that nothing was right, and she even wondered if He Ling knew something.However, Dr. Xu shouldn't just talk nonsense!Thinking of this, she looked in the direction He Ling left again, and explained to Granny Liang: "Do as Sister Ling says."

Mrs. Liang smiled awkwardly, and said yes, blood red blood red... Why does the fifth young lady give people a chill on the back of the neck when she speaks.Without delaying here, she hurriedly resigned.

Lan felt weird in this room, but He Ling in that room felt in a good mood. She curled her lips into a smile and hummed a little tune.Qiaoyin didn't say much, just quietly followed behind her.

After returning to the courtyard, she saw that Qiaoyue had come back, she hurriedly blessed her, "I have seen Miss." She had a look of sincerity and fear.

Heling smiled, bent down and raised Qiaoyue's face, she raised her eyebrows innocently: "Look at your frightened face. Qiaoyue, you don't have to do this."

Letting go of Qiaoyue's chin, she looked at Qiaoyin, although she didn't know what happened, but Qiaoyin quickly knelt down.

"See what you are afraid of. In fact, you really don't have to be afraid." After a pause, he played with Ling and braided, "I don't expect you to be very loyal, but I hope you know that if it makes me unhappy, then I can do it , It’s definitely more than you think.” After she finished speaking fiercely, she smiled, “Okay, get up, look at you, what are you doing, kneeling on the ground like this, it scared me.”

Qiaoyue and Qiaoyin got up with pale faces, and Heling said casually, "Let's talk!"

Qiaoyue pursed her lips and said seriously: "The slaves have already done everything. I think everyone should know about it in a few days."

He Ling smiled with satisfaction, "I knew you guys are definitely more capable of handling things than I thought."

Qiao Yue: "Thank you for your compliment, Miss. These are what a servant girl should do."

Sitting on the chair with Ling, swinging her legs, "Should I do it or not, I have the final say." She fiddled with her fingers, "My hands feel a little rough, I heard magnolia petals are great for soaking your hands, Qiaoyue, go give it to me." I'll pick some."

Qiaoyue was stunned, but then she nodded quickly with deep gratitude; "Young maidservant will go now."

Heling smiled and asked Qiaoyin to massage her shoulders. She squinted her eyes slightly and lay on the bed without speaking.

(End of this chapter)