Chapter 079 Princess Chu Ling[2]

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For Princess Chu Ling's chagrin, Nangong Bingyu could only hold back her smile and replied in a low voice, "Yes!"

This princess is really interesting. She is not young and has the same hot nature. It can be imagined that she should be a hot woman when she was young.

However, tonight's meal was wonderful. One is the prince, the other is the princess, and the other is the noble concubine who should have died in the past.

Nangong Bingyu wanted to see the two of them appear in front of him at the same time tonight, and his face must be equally wonderful.

Anyway, she can't leave. Nangong Bingyu continued to taste fragrant tea, chatted with Chu Ling, waiting for dinner, and also waited to watch the night's play.

Nangong Bingyu and Chu Ling chatted casually all afternoon, and both of them were pleasantly surprised. Nangong Bingyu did not expect that Chu Ling, the royal princess and general's wife, had also traveled to many famous mountains and rivers in Dajing.

Chu Ling can't believe that this woman, whether it is insightful or dealing with things, has its own uniqueness. The two talked happily, and when they looked at the sky, it turned out to be the sunset. Chu Ling asked Jingyi, who was guarding the door, "Jingyi, has the prince left?"

Jingyi entered the inner room, added tea for Chu Ling and Nangong Bingyu, and replied softly, "No, the prince sat in the front hall for a while, and then saw the servant brought by the owner of Nangong, so he took him to chat. As a result, it was now. And the prince doesn't know what's going on. He is angry in the front hall.

sighed, and Chu Ling asked, "Did the prince say he wanted to stay here?"

"The prince didn't say anything."

Putting down the tea in his hand, Chu Ling stood up and said, "Forget it, it's getting late. Let's leave him here for dinner. Bingyu, let's go. Let's go to dinner.

"Yes." Jingyi led them to the front hall.

Nangong Bingyu followed Chu Ling to the front hall and saw a well-dressed girl pouted and walking around angrily. The woman looks very young, but her small and exquisite facial features have also foreshadowed that she must be a beautiful woman when she grows up.

The fiery red skirt swings back and forth in the front hall, like a flame, bright and striking.

Noticing their arrival, the woman quickly went forward.

Seeing her, the woman bent down slightly and saluted, "My daughter has seen her mother."

Nangong Bingyu didn't make a sound. Chu Ling picked up the woman's hand and smiled and said, "Qinger, the sun is coming out in the west today. You won't appear when you usually have dinner. Why did you arrive so early today?"

"Mother~~~~" Qing'er said coquettishly.

Suddenly turned his head and looked at the woman in green beside Chu Ling. He couldn't help but be a little curious and asked, "Well, is this big sister?"

Chu Ling smiled and introduced, "This is the owner of the Nangong family, Nangong Bingyu." After chatting with Bingyu all afternoon, she was sure that there was no problem for Bingyu to deal with such a little girl.

Qing'er listened to Chu Ling's introduction and unexpectedly shouted, "Nanggong Bingyu? Are you Nangong Bingyu? After saying that, a pair of bright eyes stared at Nangong Bingyu.

Nangong Bingyu is funny. Is she so famous? Looking up slightly, Nangong Bingyu nodded with a light smile and said, "Yes."

Qing'er then took a closer look at the ordinary-dressed woman in front of her. She had long heard that the emperor's uncle had a noble concubine she married for politics, and didn't she hear that she died violently? She was surprised and shouted, "Aren't you dead?"

Such a straightforward cry made Chu Ling raise her eyebrows and look at Nangong Bingyu, but Nangong Bingyu still stood with a smile. For those who didn't know it, it was true that she should die. However, it seems that there is such a saying that she should die regardless of the occasion

Besides, with such an unfinished little girl, she didn't say anything wrong, and there is nothing to be angry about.

Chu Ling was afraid that Qinger was unobstructed and didn't know what else she would say, so she changed the topic and said, "Okay, Qinger, sit down first and ask these questions, okay?"

It was expected that Nangong Bingyu would not leave. Qing'er came to her with a smile and said, "Your concubine, don't blame Yu Qinger. I'm just speaking straightforwardly. Please sit down."

Nang Gong Bingyu was also polite and sat down under the main seat, "Thank you, Miss Chu."

"Don't look outside like this. Just call me Qinger. By the way, can you tell me why you appeared in Jicheng alive?"

"Sometimes, leaving is just another departure monument in life." Nangong Bingyu replied with a light smile.

"So you mean, you are reborn?" Although Qinger spoke bluntly, it did not mean that she also had protein in her head. She had understood Nangong Bingyu's shallow words.

Seeing that Nangong Bingyu only smiled and said nothing, Qinger stopped asking. She turned her head and looked at Chu Ling on the throne, "Well, hasn't the prince's uncle already arrived? Why didn't I see him?"

"He? I guess it will come in a while. What's wrong? Are you in such a hurry to see him?

Qing'er looked out of the door anxiously and said, "Mom, I have something to do with my uncle." She just came back and wanted to see her uncle.

Chu Ling picked up some side dishes for Nangong Bingyu and replied, "Who knows what he just went out to do with that person, and I really don't know when he will come back. Anyway, let's eat first."

Unable to wait for Chu Tiancheng, Qing'er's face was obviously disappointed, but she couldn't eat nothing, so she tasted the small dish in front of her elegantly, frowned slightly, and said with some dissatisfaction, "Well, this food is still the same. Can you change something new? Sister Bingyu, you don't like this dish, do you? Why don't I ask someone to do it again, okay?"

Nangong Bingyu looked at Qinger's eyes that seemed to speak and replied with a faint smile, "Thank you, Qinger, but you still don't need to be too much trouble, right?"

"No trouble, no trouble! How can it be troublesome? Jingyi, why don't you withdraw quickly and ask the cook to cook another good dish? Qing'er hurriedly ordered.

As soon as the dishes were withdrawn, Chu Tiancheng stepped into the front hall with a tall and straight figure. Qinger remembered the person she was hanging on. He just stepped in and saw him first and shouted happily, "uncle!"

She finally waited for him and got up to meet him. Due to her identity, rules and the girl's shyness, she had to stare at him affectionately.

glanced at the people in front of the table. Chu Tiancheng did not look at Qinger, who was extremely shy and full of joy, but stared at the only figure who could eat happily. He was stunned and shocked, which made him stay there stupidly. It took him a long time to find his voice and asked, "Are you..., a human or a ghost? ?"

Last night, he caught the drizzle in his temporary courtyard in the sunny building. After having sex with the drizzle, he was thinking about whether he should go to find the man in a drunken dream, so that he could retreat in his difficulties and stop pestering him.

However, now the man has not appeared. Anyway, there is a person who should have died - Nangong Bingyu!

However, how can he not be surprised or surprised to see Nangong Bingyu leisurely drinking tea and eating leisurely in the royal sister's house?

Nangong Bingyu slowly looked up and met Chu Tiancheng's peach blossom eyes that looked like the emperor Chu Tianxiao. She didn't seem to be really dead. She asked, "So do you think I'm a human or a ghost?" "Your Majesty!"

When Chu Tiancheng heard this, he rushed up with an arrow, grabbed her wrist with one hand and said fiercely, "Don't pretend to be a ghost in front of me! Say, who are you! Why do you dress up as a noble concubine?"

Nangong Bingyu didn't say anything, but Chu Ling couldn't stand it and said, "Tiancheng, are you a fool or blind? Bingyu is Bingyu. Where did she pretend? Didn't your hand grab her hand? Her hand has a body temperature. If it's a ghost, can you still catch her?

Chu Tiancheng stopped talking in a daze and let go of her hand, but only a pair of sharp eyes always stared at Nangong Bingyu. Nangong Bingyu was seen inexplicably. She came at the appointment and should not have offended his young master. Such "affecative" focused eyes should not be used on her, right?! It should be used in the drizzle.

And Qinger has a puzzled face. What's wrong with uncle? From the moment he came in, he has focused all his attention on the Nangong Bingyu and didn't even look at her. Qinger no longer care about shyness. She got up and pulled his sleeve, let him sit next to him beside him and said coquettishly, "Auncle, you haven't eaten yet. Sit down and eat with us."

Chu Tiancheng raised his hand slightly and pulled back his sleeves. Qinger didn't care. She thoughtfully prepared bowls of chopsticks for him, brought a bowl of warm soup, put it in front of him, and said, "Exuncle, come on, drink a bowl of soup first."

"Bingyu, why didn't you die, but you didn't die, why didn't you send someone to tell me? At least you can still go back to the palace. These days, my brother has missed you and thought that he has lost a lot of weight. Every day after going down, he will go to the weaving yard to see the green bamboo you painted. The royal brother is really moved by you. As soon as Chu Tiancheng saw that Nangong Bingyu was not dead, he also said it, as if he had found a confiding image and made him pour bitter water straight.

However, Chu Tiancheng's iron-blue face made Nangong Bingyu's smile turn into a few soft coughs, but the eyebrows raised and the smile on the corners of his lips still attracted Chu Tiancheng's deep and cold anger, "Why can you still laugh?"

Nangong Bingyu pretended not to know, ignored his compelling sight, lowered her head to taste delicious food, and said, "Your Majesty, have you ever heard a sentence that two people who don't love each other, even if they walk together, they only occupy each other's lives, so why can't you let go?"

"Who doesn't love each other? Doesn't the royal brother love you? Moreover, you have done so much for the royal brother. Don't you love the royal brother?

Nangong Bingyu narrowed her eyes and whispered, "I don't love you."

"But..."

Nangong Bingyu did not let him continue talking and directly interrupted him, "Your Majesty! The noble concubine of Nangong is dead, and sitting in front of you is Nangong Bingyu, who is also the owner of the current Nangong family, not the imperial concubine. The noble concubine of Nangong has died under great poison, which is known to the world. Is it possible that the prince wants to watch the Nangong family be killed all over the house?

Nangong Bingyu's light words successfully made Chu Tiancheng have a gloomy face. The gloomy face made Qinger afraid to make a sound. In this atmosphere, only Chu Ling was completely unaffected. He could still eat himself and listen to the dialogue between the man and woman in front of him.

After Nangong Bingyu finished speaking, he choked Chu Tiancheng so much that he couldn't say a word.

After a while, Nangong Bingyu was very full. She didn't look at Chu Tiancheng's face. She got up and smiled at Chu Ling and said, "Princess, it's getting late. Bingyu has something to do. She has to leave first."

Without waiting for Chu Ling to reply or let Nangong Bingyu reflect, Chu Tiancheng has pulled her arm and walked out of the door, leaving Chu Ling and Qinger, two mothers and daughters with different faces in the front hall, looking at each other on both sides.