Chapter 568 571:

All kinds of famous flowers are blooming in the garden of Marquis of Wu'an Mansion, and they are extraordinarily vibrant in spring.

He Zhiyan and Lu Xiang were admiring the flowers, and some young ladies couldn't stay in the Qunfang Hall anymore, so they came out together.

"Sister Yan, I'm a little tired, let's find a place to sit." Lu Xiang said suddenly.

"Go there." He Zhiyan pointed to a place in front of the garden, and said, there was a stone table and a few stone benches there.

The garden of the Hou Mansion is not too big, so no pavilion was built.

When Lu Xiang said this, a group of people instantly understood what she meant: she wanted to be quiet for a while.

"I heard that throwing pots are being played in the front yard, Xiangxiang, don't you want to play?" He Zhimin looked at her and asked.

In an open space in front of the vertical flower gate connected to the backyard, the sons and young masters gathered together to throw pots.

"No, Miss Wu will take everyone there." Lu Xiang smiled faintly: "

He Zhimin smiled embarrassingly: "Then... that's fine."

My heart was burning with jealousy.

Her attitude was so friendly, but Lu Xiang turned a blind eye and refused her in front of so many people.

Although others didn't think there was any problem, He Zhimin still felt like being slapped in the face.

No matter how annoyed He Zhimin was, Lu Xiang pulled He Zhiyan and Lu Qiao away from these people.

"Liu Liu, ask someone to bring you tea and some food." He Zhiyan ordered the maid after sitting down.

Liuliufu responded, "Yes, Miss."

"Why haven't you seen Mrs. He?" Lu Qiao asked He Zhiyan, resting her chin with both hands.

He Zhiyan laughed, and said: "You don't know my old lady, she is the birthday star today, and she won't come out to meet guests until the last moment."

The implication is that the old lady wants to put on airs.

Lu Qiao understood instantly, and said, "Sister Yan, your grandmother should be able to make a fuss."

Listening to Lu Qiao's description, He Zhiyan smiled slyly and said, "It's quite capable of tossing, but she doesn't bother to toss me."

She was oppressed by her stepmother, so the old lady didn't pay much attention to her. After all, it was of no benefit to her a sick child, and it just saved her from going to pay her respects every now and then.

Liuliu came back soon, followed by a few maidservants, each holding a tray in their hands.

Several people put tea and snacks on the table one by one.

While speaking, I saw a tall and fair figure walking towards this side.

Lu Xiang looked at the visitor in surprise: "Brother Yi, why are you here?"

As far as she knew, the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion had nothing to do with An Guogong, at least the relationship was not so good that people from An Guogong's mansion came to celebrate Mrs. An's birthday banquet.

Song Yanjun walked up to Lu Xiang's side. He had a fair face, handsome features, and a soft light in his black pupils. He was personable and had an outstanding temperament.

He lightly smiled and touched Lu Xiang's head: "I didn't plan to come, but I heard that you were there, so I came. How is it? Did anyone bully you?"

Looking at Song Yanjun's concerned eyes, Lu Xiang felt warm in her heart: "Thank you brother Yi for your concern, I'm fine, no one bullied me."

"I just arrived, and when I learned that you have arrived, I will come to see you first. I am in the front yard. If there is anything to do, call someone to come to me at any time. Do you know that you should pay attention?"

"Understood." Lu Xiang didn't think too much, and responded obediently, only thinking that Song Yanjun was loving and caring for his sister as an elder brother, so he didn't forget to tell everything, never thought that Song Yanjun heard that He Zhimin hated her. As for those who might plot against her and be fooled over by someone.

All kinds of famous flowers are blooming in the garden of Marquis of Wu'an Mansion, and they are extraordinarily vibrant in spring.

He Zhiyan and Lu Xiang were admiring the flowers, and some young ladies couldn't stay in the Qunfang Hall anymore, so they came out together.

"Sister Yan, I'm a little tired, let's find a place to sit." Lu Xiang said suddenly.

"Go there." He Zhiyan pointed to a place in front of the garden, and said, there was a stone table and a few stone benches there.

The garden of the Hou Mansion is not too big, so no pavilion was built.

When Lu Xiang said this, a group of people instantly understood what she meant: she wanted to be quiet for a while.

"I heard that throwing pots are being played in the front yard, Xiangxiang, don't you want to play?" He Zhimin looked at her and asked.

In an open space in front of the vertical flower gate connected to the backyard, the sons and young masters gathered together to throw pots.

"No, Miss Wu will take everyone there." Lu Xiang said with a faint smile: "

He Zhimin smiled embarrassingly: "Then... that's fine."

My heart was burning with jealousy.

Her attitude was so friendly, but Lu Xiang turned a blind eye and refused her in front of so many people.

Although others didn't think there was any problem, He Zhimin still felt like being slapped in the face.

No matter how annoyed He Zhimin was, Lu Xiang pulled He Zhiyan and Lu Qiao away from these people.

"Liu Liu, ask someone to bring you tea and some food." He Zhiyan ordered the maid after sitting down.

Liuliufu responded, "Yes, Miss."

"Why haven't you seen Mrs. He?" Lu Qiao asked He Zhiyan, resting her chin with both hands.

He Zhiyan laughed, and said: "You don't know my old lady, she is the birthday star today, and she won't come out to meet guests until the last moment."

The implication is that the old lady wants to put on airs.

Lu Qiao understood instantly, and said, "Sister Yan, your grandmother should be able to make a fuss."

Listening to Lu Qiao's description, He Zhiyan smiled slyly and said, "She's quite capable of torturing, but she doesn't bother to toss me."

She was oppressed by her stepmother, so the old lady didn't pay much attention to her. After all, it was of no benefit to her a sick child, and it just saved her from going to pay her respects every now and then.

Liuliu came back soon, followed by a few maidservants, each holding a tray in their hands.

Several people put tea and snacks on the table one by one.

While speaking, I saw a tall and fair figure walking towards this side.

Lu Xiang looked at the visitor in surprise: "Brother Yi, why are you here?"

As far as she knew, the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion had nothing to do with An Guogong, at least the relationship was not so good that people from An Guogong's mansion came to celebrate Mrs. An's birthday banquet.

Song Yanjun walked up to Lu Xiang's side. He had a fair face, handsome features, and a soft light in his black pupils. He was personable and had an outstanding temperament.

He lightly smiled and touched Lu Xiang's head: "I didn't plan to come, but I heard that you were there, so I came. How is it? Did anyone bully you?"

Looking at Song Yanjun's concerned eyes, Lu Xiang felt warm in her heart: "Thank you brother Yi for your concern, I'm fine, no one bullies me."

"I just arrived, and when I found out that you've arrived, I'll come over to see you first. I'm in the front yard. If there's anything to do, call someone to come to me. Pay attention, you know?"

"Understood." Lu Xiang didn't think too much, and responded obediently, only thinking that Song Yanjun was loving and caring for his sister as an elder brother, so he didn't forget to tell everything, never thought that Song Yanjun heard that He Zhimin hated her. As for those who might plot against her and be fooled over by someone.

(End of this chapter)

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