The Queen Mother's Kitchen Knife

Chapter 241 Visiting the Yang Mansion (7)
Listening to Mrs. Yang's words, Tang Jingyue reached out to take the silk flower in Minfang's hand, and then seemed to really be unable to bear the weight of the silk flower, so she casually threw it on the ground, looked up at Mrs. Yang, and nodded: "Yang Madame is right."

Before Mrs. Yang's complexion eased, Tang Jingyue said again: "So I want to take a good rest today, but the Yang family's three invitations are really hard to refuse."

Twisting the handkerchief to soften the forehead, her appearance is delicate and pitiful.

This is really like the Yang family crying and begging Tang Jingyue to show her face, but the invitation card yesterday morning, the invitation card yesterday afternoon, and the invitation card before entering the door today, add up to three are enough to show that Yang The warmth of home.The fact is that, if the Yang family were not too enthusiastic, Tang Jingyue would not have come, and they should be "resting well" at this time.

Madam Yang's face froze.The businessman's wife will not hide her sensuality.In an instant, the expression of apology was vividly played.

"I don't know that Miss Hua is weak and tired, so can Miss Hua go to the guest room to rest for a while?"

I don't know what's tricky about Yang's guest room.Tang Jingyue stopped looking at Mrs. Yang, but looked at Yang Han with a smile on her lips, and waved her hand: "Miss Yang San, let's play, I'll just watch."

While speaking, he had classified himself into the category of the elders, the wives. Watching Yang Han and the others play was like watching the juniors play.

Yang Han couldn't help but his face turned dark.

Seeing that Tang Jingyue was so difficult to deal with, Huang Luanli and Lu Yihe naturally stood up to help.

Huang Luanli only said: "I think Sister Rongyue has a ruddy complexion and is in good health, but I'm afraid it's just that she's not active. Sister Rongyue plays a few more laps with her sisters, and she'll get excited after a while!"

Tang Jingyue looked at her: Are you going to beat you up?
Lu Yihe also echoed with a ladylike temperament: "I heard that Sister Rongyue is very talented, and I don't know who of the sisters is lucky enough to see it. Today, Sister Rongyue should have a little fun with the sisters, and it will be good for the body."

Such contradictory words can also be said, Tang Jingyue can only give Lu Yihe an appreciative look.The preface is still saying that I heard that she is very talented, but I don't know who among the women present has seen it before. Since so many people have never seen it, who did Lu Yihe listen to?
Huang Luanli and Lu Yihe's words were echoed by many women.The people who didn't understand it really felt that what these two people said was quite right, every word and every word was Miss Hua.

"Slaves pass flowers, slaves pass flowers, Miss Hua also plays a few laps, maybe she will be refreshed."

"Yes yes yes."

Under everyone's advice, Tang Jingyue nodded: "Okay." It's not that she bowed her head under pressure, but seeing the appearance of Huang Luanli and Lu Yihe, Tang Jingyue really wanted to write a poem.

Seeing that Tang Jingyue agreed, as if afraid that Tang Jingyue would go back on her word, Yang Han immediately signaled the maid to bring out another silk flower and ring the bell.

After a few rounds, by coincidence, Tang Jingyue was not crossed once, but Yang Han, Huang Luanli and Lu Yihe were all crossed, and Yang Han was crossed twice.These three people are all well-known talented women in Futian City, so it is natural for them to write poems in a trivial way, and everyone is fast and good, making others praise them again and again, and showing off their limelight.

Hearing the ringing of the bell by the servants, he casually looked at the silk flower that was being passed around in everyone's hands.It's the sixth lap, it's her turn, right?Tang Jingyue thought so.

Isn't it just to set off?
Sure enough, this round, the moment Minfang took the silk flower, the bell suddenly cut off the sound as if someone had its tongue pulled out.

(End of this chapter)