Did the aloof beauty reject the wealthy prince's marriage today?

Chapter 139 On the eve of the wedding, the tired master climbed the wall
On the eve of the wedding, Bai Ling sat in front of the dressing table, looked at the woman in the mirror whose face was not as ugly as the previous two days, and touched her belly.

It seems to have passed.

I can't help but breathe a sigh of relief in my heart.

Fortunately it passed.

Otherwise, I'm afraid the wedding night will be popular.

However, Bai Yunwei's attention was too poor. At first, he thought that Bai Yunwei could come up with some good means, but he didn't expect it to be such a low-level plan to sow discord.

It is estimated that he is also impatient, otherwise he should not have done such a thing.

Yumo came up with the food.

"Girl, Mr. Bai and the old lady are here."

"I see." Bai Ling took a sip of the porridge, her mouth burning a little.

"Girl, I don't understand, why is the girl hiding in the room?"

"Hiding? Are you going to be so straightforward? I'm not hiding in a room. I'm retreating strategically to confuse the enemy." Bai Ling is in a good mood today, perhaps thinking of tomorrow's wedding, she is slightly looking forward to it .

Inevitably, there are too many words.

"Oh~" Yumo nodded half-understood. In this case, there must be a reason for what Miss Biyi said.

In the afternoon, Wen Shuya walked into Bai Ling's room and saw Bai Ling sitting on a chair on the balcony with two cups of tea in her hand, and she was the only one there.

She holds a book in her hand and is reading it.

"Since sister-in-law is here, come and sit down." Bai Ling tilted her head and nodded to Wen Shuya, saying hello.

"You girl."

Wen Shuya sat over and touched the teacup with her fingers. The temperature was just right. It seemed that she knew that she would come, so she prepared tea for herself early.

The temperature of the tea at the entrance is suitable, neither cold nor hot, and the calculation is very accurate.

"Tomorrow you will become a bride. After you get married, if there is anything you are not used to, don't wrong yourself. I see that Fang Qingyan is an easy-going person and treats you well, so he probably won't treat you harshly."

Wen Shuya suddenly put her hand on the back of Bai Ling's hand.

"You were only five years old when your mother left, and then you went up the mountain with your master. You haven't gotten along well with your family all these years, and you're going to marry into someone else's family after you've only been back for a year. To be honest, sister-in-law I miss you."

"Our family, Lingling, is the best girl in the world. She got married early. I don't know how many men in Beijing have to cry."

"Your brother misses you, but it's not good to talk to you personally. You and Wei Wei don't get along. In fact, we all know that it's just that the people or things in the past are all in the past. You have to be forgiving and forgiving, We still hope that you will be more tolerant towards Wei Wei."

When Wen Shuya said this, she was so ashamed that she faced Bai Ling, holding the teacup nervously with both hands, looking away from the tree branches outside the window.

Bai Ling didn't seem to be surprised by what Wen Shuya said, as if she had already expected it.

At this moment, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, but there was no warmth in this smile, and there was only shuddering coldness.

"Tomorrow is my wedding banquet. I'm still looking forward to it in my heart today. Is my sister-in-law sure to say this kind of thing at this time, disturbing my mood?"

Bai Ling picked up a cup of tea, held it to her lips, and took a sip after saying this.

His cool eyes were half closed.

"I don't know if I should say it now, but I'm afraid I won't have the chance to say it in the future." Wen Shuya sighed with difficulty.

If it wasn't for Bai Yunwei's disappointment, she wouldn't have come to touch Bai Ling's mold at this time.

The wedding is imminent, but likewise, the three months between Bai Yunwei and everyone is also imminent. After the wedding is over, I am afraid that there will be big troubles in the Bai family. Wen Shuya just hopes that Bai Ling can let Bai Yunwei relax a little bit at that time. That's all.

"My sister-in-law is right if she is right, and wrong if she is wrong. When did the Bai family's rules become a decoration? I admit that she does have extraordinary talent in embroidery, but she has a wrong mind. She only knows that playing tricks is hard to become a master."

"Our Bai family doesn't need a bully."

Wen Shuya looked at Bai Ling bathed in the sun, holding a teacup in one hand and a book in the other, sitting here, her slender fingers interspersed and turned pages in the book.

Wen Shuya knew that there was no way to adjust this matter, so she got up and left, but when she left, she added a word.

"Actually, Wei Wei has shown her talent in embroidery since she was a child, but you are the one who made her go on the road of embroidery. At that time, she didn't know that you were Teacher Bai. When she saw Teacher Bai's works, The brilliance in her eyes can't deceive anyone, she really worships you and takes you as her goal, but later she gradually went astray..."

Bai Ling tightened her fingertips, even so, so what?

Wrong is wrong.

Embroidery is just embroidery, not a fig leaf for fame and interest.

In the evening, the whole family had the last reunion dinner together. It was obviously a very happy thing, but everyone didn't say much during the whole process, and they were filled with reluctance for Bai Ling.

Bai Ming looked at his father's white hair but looked sad, and raised his wine glass on his own initiative.

"Marriage is a good thing. Pei Juan is a good boy. Where else can I find such a good marriage for my aunt? Let's have a drink together and wish my aunt's wedding tomorrow."

With one person taking the lead, the interest of others will naturally be aroused, and finally it is no longer a dead and silent dinner party.

Especially tonight, after Bai Ling drank two more glasses, her cheeks were dizzy with drunkenness, her cheeks were intoxicatingly pink, leaning against the window and blowing the cool breeze, she felt that the heat in the air was dissipated, and the smell of alcohol also subsided a little.

With winking eyes, she seemed to see a person downstairs, and then that person quickly climbed to the window sill of Bai Ling's room.

If Bai Ling was still drunk just now, she is completely awake now, and he climbed up such a high distance with bare hands.

"You...don't die!" Bai Ling scolded Pei Juan.

Pei Juan pulled Bai Ling over, pressed her into his arms, pinched her chin, and kissed her. The night gradually dimmed, and the moon quietly appeared.

The hazy two figures are kissing forgetfully on the balcony.

Bailing parted her lips embarrassingly, and said in a Yun voice, "Don't you know that we can't meet now?"

"Fuck the rules, I just know I haven't seen you for almost a week, who cares about that."

Pei Juan has always done his own thing, never caring about those things.

Rubbing Bailing's charming red lips with his thumb, his eyes darkened and covered them again, and the line of words came out from between the four lips with an ambiguous voice.

"Don't you miss me?"

All the stagnation in Bai Ling's chest dissipated, she stretched out her arms to hug Pei Juan, and cooperated with Pei Juan's actions indulgently.

If you don't follow the rules, you don't follow the rules.

She misses him too.

(End of this chapter)