The self-cultivation of the female supporting role of the evil party

Immediately, Jing Sixing's brothers and elders carried the coffin, and the funeral procession set off with great momentum.

Some parts of Jing’s house are indeed very old-fashioned and traditional. The funeral process is actually no different from traditional funerals except for the presence and grandeur of the attendees.

And now is the final burial, and then enshrine the spirit card.

In the mausoleum that belongs exclusively to the Jing family, due to customs, Jing Cheng, who did not attend the funeral, just held an umbrella and watched from a distance where the ground was being broken.

And her surroundings, that is, all the unmarried women in the Jing family, although they could not attend the funeral, they also came to see them off for the last time.

And most of them looked in Jingcheng's direction intentionally or unintentionally, and those who had a better relationship were talking in low voices.

"She's just hot like Jingcheng, she feels so cold and glamorous... she seems a bit difficult to get along with."

"So why did she come back? Didn't she escape all those years ago?"

After all, Jingcheng has been away for 5 years, and he has not returned to the imperial capital during the process. There are also some underage or just grown-up girls present, so the memory of Jingcheng is naturally a little fuzzy.

And those who can still remember Jingcheng are thoughtful, guessing her real intention when she comes back.

In short, after the burial, the funeral officially ended, and those who came to express condolences from non-family members also left slowly.

And Jingshen finally had the time to come to meet Jingcheng alone.

This is also the first time the father and daughter have met in five years.

Looking at the thin and haggard middle-aged man with gray temples, Jing Cheng couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

Compared with the impact, he is much older.

After all, time is not forgiving.

She bowed slightly and said.

"Father."

It was said that even though Jing Shen was obviously aging, he could vaguely see a rare smile on his handsome face back then.

"Come back..last night..why didn't you come..see me?"

It was still the hoarse voice like a broken bellows.

But Jingcheng said.

"It was getting late when we arrived, so I didn't come to disturb your rest."

But just as she finished speaking, perhaps because the wind was a little cold on a rainy day, Jing Shen couldn't help coughing a few times.

Seeing this, Jing Cheng also knew it in his heart. After all, due to the experience of being poisoned in the early years, the unmentionable disease left behind by Jing Shen, although it would not affect his life, his physique was inevitably not as good as before.

Jingcheng picked up the windbreaker in the hand of the bodyguard at the side, and slowly put it on.

She said lightly.

"If you are not in good health, try not to blow cold wind."

Although he already knew it from the report, after seeing Jing Cheng who was much more mature and stable than before, Jing Shen still showed a gratified smile.

Really grown up.

But then, thinking of something, Jing Shen's smile slowly fell again, and after sighing, he said.

"Tonight..there will be a family dinner..remember to come.."

Hearing this, Jing Cheng also naturally understood the seemingly vague deep meaning in his words.

It was quite fast. Originally, Jingcheng thought that he would have to wait at least two days, but he didn't expect to be so impatient.

It seems that some people have been stepped on their tails because of their own return.

147. What Are You?

After Jing Shen finished speaking, he left.

And Jingcheng naturally understood his deep meaning.

No one had troubled her before, and it was also because she was at a funeral after all, and the occasion was wrong.

And after the funeral is over, the impatient people behind her will naturally attack her.

Not surprisingly, it should be at this so-called family dinner tonight.

Jingcheng was looking forward to some tricks they could play.

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Time came to night, and the sky was still misty with a touch of rain.

Inside the mansion of the Jing family, there are countless luxurious and top-notch vehicles. Acquaintances who meet each other from time to time greet each other and walk in together.

Tonight is the family banquet of the Jing family, and it is also one of the rare dinners where almost all the direct line members of the Jing family are present, except for the annual festival.

After all, there used to be people everywhere who couldn't get back because of urgent matters, but this time it was only because all the people who were away from the funeral of Jing Sixing came back to express their condolences that they could fully gather together.

And they are all members of the direct line, collateral lines are not qualified to attend this dinner.

However, even if it is only direct descendants, there are still a large number of descendants. After all, the descendants of Jinglongxiang can have 10 lines, and the members of these 10 lines have spread out. Until now, the house is already full of descendants. In addition to the female family members, there must be a rough calculation. Dozens of people.

And these dozens of people also represent the pinnacle of power in the entire imperial capital.

Inside the mansion, although there is still a long time before the family banquet starts, many people have already arrived in the luxurious and spacious wing hall.

However, those who were present at this time were basically members of the third generation or direct female family members. As for the second generation, such as Jing Cheng's father, they were all discussing other important matters in the tea room.

Jing An Yao, on the other hand, was sitting in a certain position, looking at the entrance from time to time, as if waiting for someone to arrive, but also as if she was a little worried.

At this moment, she was suddenly embraced from behind by a pair of white and tender arms.

"Little An Yao, do you miss me!"

Listening to the charming voice full of laughter, Jing An Yao naturally knew who it was.

"We haven't seen each other for a month, Second Sister."

Hearing this, Jing Lianyue seemed a little surprised, but actually her pretty eyes were full of fun.

"Hey! It's only been a month! I feel like I haven't seen Xiao An Yao for a long time! I miss me so much!"

After finishing speaking, she put her fair cheeks on the top of Jing An Yao's head and rubbed them.

As for this, although her cold face remained unchanged, there was also a hint of helplessness in Jing An Yao's eyes.

After all, she said before that she was really not good at dealing with her second sister.

But Jing Lianyue didn't masturbate for too long, and then sat next to Jing Anyao.

At this time, she finally showed the whole picture.

A black dress with slanted shoulders, thick and long wavy hair casually draped over her shoulders, narrow and long smiling eyes, extremely beautiful appearance, and even more charming demeanor, even if she didn't deliberately put on an air, but from her gestures, she still showed it naturally. A different kind of charm comes.

Although they are sisters, she is different from Jing Cheng's cold and indifferent and Jing An Yao's coolness and tranquility. She seems to fully explain the word charming and charming, and her frowns and smiles touch people's hearts and souls, as if unintentionally will make you fall in.

While the key is glamorous, she also has an elegant and charming atmosphere, which will not make people feel too charming, and it complements each other.

At this time, Jing Lianyue also smiled again.

"So little An Yao, do you miss my sister~"

Hearing this, Jing Anyao knew that she was teasing her, so she didn't intend to pay any attention to it.

And the fact is indeed the case, Jing Lianyue likes to tease this younger sister, after all, isn't it very interesting to see the super cold younger sister showing other expressions!

And at this moment, a clear voice of joy suddenly came from behind the two of them.

"Sister Lianyue! Sister An Yao!"

Hearing this, the two of them turned around, and it was the delicate and lovely Jingqi sparrow, swinging its slender twin tails, bouncing towards it.

Seeing this, Jing Lianyue hugged her up.

But just as she was about to finish speaking, a movement not far away interrupted her.

I saw a gracefully dressed woman with a slightly mean expression in her eyes talking about something, while the relatives around her stopped her and signaled her not to say anything.

In this regard, the woman said proudly.

"Why don't you let me say it! I didn't say anything wrong. Didn't she run away with her tail between her legs, and now she's back with her tail between her legs? No one dared to tell you!?"

Immediately, the atmosphere in the hall where his voice could be heard became a little quiet.

After all, everyone knows who she is talking about.

Hearing this, Jing An Yao's complexion turned cold.

As for Jing Lianyue, holding Jing Qique in her arms, she watched the scene with great interest.

She knew the woman who said this, and she was the daughter of her sixth uncle, Jingyu.

In the early years, because of certain things, she was severely taught by Jing Cheng, which was very embarrassing in short, so naturally she always held a grudge, but she dared not speak out.

It wasn't until Jingcheng lost power that he jumped out to slander and ridicule everywhere.

But that was only in private, as for why she dared to say this in public, especially when many direct descendants were together, it was also because she was already married to the Shentu family.

Although it is a political marriage, it is also for the purpose of strengthening the relationship between the two families, so her identity is naturally different from the past.

Jingyu continued.

"Am I right?"

After finishing speaking, she even spread her hands innocently, the mockery in her eyes was full of sarcasm.

But at this moment, the door of the wing hall was suddenly slowly pushed open.

After seeing the person coming, the atmosphere suddenly froze, and everyone subconsciously fell silent.

And in Jingyu's eyes, there was also extremely strong hatred in an instant.

After Jing Cheng casually glanced at the scene behind the circle, his tall and slender figure slowly walked in on his own.

As for Jingyu, she wanted to stand up excitedly, but was firmly pressed down by her friends beside her.

But when he watched Jingcheng pass him by without even looking at him with a ignorant attitude, Jingyu finally couldn't suppress the long-standing hatred in his heart.

"Yo, if I didn't know you, then I thought it was the Heavenly King Laozi who came."

Jingyu's shady voice broke the atmosphere of silence.

Jing Cheng also stopped, and looked back at her with a dull gaze.

"Isn't it? Who is this painting for a party? It's just a lost dog."

Jingyu has been waiting for this day for a long time. Five years ago, Jingcheng was in full swing, so she naturally had no way to avenge her.

But now it's different from the past, she's already married to the Shentu family, and Jingcheng is just a lost dog, so she wants to return all the shame she once had!

Jingyu said again with extreme sarcasm all over his face.

"But as far as the lost dog is concerned, your acting skills are quite good. The way you acted just now almost made me forget that you used to run away with your tail between your legs."

"And who told you to come, get out, you are not welcome here!"

Yu Luo, Jing An Yao not far away, her face was as cold as ice, she immediately picked up the water glass, ready to get up and pour it on Jing Yu.

But before she stood up, she suddenly heard the echo of clear and crisp applause.

Looking at Jingyu who fell to the ground in response, Jingcheng retracted the smooth back of his fanned hand, his eyes were condescending, his indifferent expression did not change from the beginning to the end, he just looked down from above.

Her red lips parted slightly, and what she spit out were indifferent words without any warmth.

"What are you, just make irresponsible remarks to me."

148. Do you know your mistake, Jingcheng?

The luxury hall occupies a huge area and accommodates almost the entire third generation of the Jing family and the female family members of the direct line, and suddenly fell into a silence that could be heard falling needles.

Jing Cheng's expression was indifferent, as if he had just done something trivial, his eyes were still condescending.

On the other hand, Jingyu, who was covering her flushed side on the ground and her face full of disbelief, didn't come back to her senses at all, her eyes were puzzled, but also seemed a little frightened.

God knows what she just went through.