Mo Xiang blinked indicating her scepticism towards Ji Ling Xue's words, her mistress had currently lost favour, prince Chen did not want her to go home, her younger sister had stolen her husband and position, the master had been instigated by the madam to lock her up in the ancestral hall to reflect on herself, who would let them out now?
Ji Ling Xue turned around to watch the sky as it gradually turned dark, extending her fingers she began to count down, "Five...four...three...two...one..."
Two deep grunts came from outside the doors, the two guards watching over the ancestral hall fell to the ground unconscious, they didn't know what had happened to them, a tall silhouette stood at the doorway conceitedly, his green clothes were lit up by the sunset, vitality showing on the young man's clear and fair face, "Hey, the sun is setting, are you hungry?"
Speaking with an evil delight he took out a delicious drumstick waving it about, it was really hateful.
Mo Xiang's lips raised, using her eyes to question Ji Ling Xue: Mistress, this is the person who will let us our, the young master seems to have come to mock us.
Ji Ling Xue smiled: "Of course I'm hungry, since you've helped me once, I'll treat you to a meal." Having spoken she pointed at the two unconscious guards by the door.
Ji Ming Yang raised his head patting his chest he said: "Don't worry, they won't wake for another 8 hours!" Lifting his leg he stepped twice on the two unfortunate guards' heads.
Mo Xiang's lips twitched, observing a moment of silence for the two unfortunate guards.
The capital's Wangshang restaurant was packed with people, not only because you can admire a panoramic view of the city from this restaurant, but also there were quite a few treasured calligraphy scrolls left behind by scholars, attracting a number of students and elegant scholars.
Ji Ling Xue stood by a wall, looking at the bold cursive calligraphy on it, suddenly she became inspired, picking up a writing brush, the next moment her hand holding the brush was held by Ji Ming Yang.
Ji Ling Xue raised her head with brows lifted looking at Ji Ming Yang in front of her who was also staring at her, "What is it?"
Ji Ming Yang gazed at Ji Ling Xue like she was a orangutan, saying quietly: "What are you doing?" If someone recognised her in such a public place, she would definitely make a fool of herself.
Ji Ling Xue said: "I saw a lot of people had written on it, I also want to."
Ji Ming Yang hurriedly pulled Ji Ling Xue into the private room, "You should just eat properly, don't even think about what's written on the wall, I don't want to make an exhibition of myself with you."
Ji Ling Xue lowered her head to look at the brush in her hand, the corners of her mouth lifted, she didn't say anything more in the end.
Mo Xiang loyally stood behind Ji Ling Xue, from time to time picking food for her.
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Ji Ming Yang placed his chopsticks down saying: "Sister, I feel you're too different from before."
Ji Ling Xue raised an eyebrow, "Really?"
Ji Ming Yang said: "Did you deliberately act the way you did before? Madam treated you like this today, what are you going to do about it, are you really not going back to the prince's residence?"
Ji Ling Xue put her chopsticks down, gracefully wiping her lips with the handkerchief Mo Xiang handed her she said: "The best part of the show is yet to come."
Ji Yu Qing was the one who was heartless to her first, she wasn't the type to sit and wait for death, this debt will nevertheless be repaid.
Ji Ling Xue said: "Since you've come back, have you seen your birth mother?"
Ji Ming Yang lowered his head, sadness in his eyes, "I've seen her, my mother is still doing hard labour like a crude maid, father has probably long forgotten her..." Having spoken, his hand resting on the table couldn't help clutch into a fist.
Ji Ling Xue said: "I feel like the rear courtyard of the Ji residence is too quiet, how can madam Feng rule over it alone?"
Ji Ming Yang lifted his head to look at Ji Ling Xue having heard her, "You have a way?" So long as his birth mother can once again be favoured, he would recognise her as his sister, protecting her in his lifetime.
Mo Xiang blinked indicating her scepticism towards Ji Ling Xue's words, her mistress had currently lost favour, prince Chen did not want her to go home, her younger sister had stolen her husband and position, the master had been instigated by the madam to lock her up in the ancestral hall to reflect on herself, who would let them out now?
Ji Ling Xue turned around to watch the sky as it gradually turned dark, extending her fingers she began to count down, "Five...four...three...two...one..."
Two deep grunts came from outside the doors, the two guards watching over the ancestral hall fell to the ground unconscious, they didn't know what had happened to them, a tall silhouette stood at the doorway conceitedly, his green clothes were lit up by the sunset, vitality showing on the young man's clear and fair face, "Hey, the sun is setting, are you hungry?"
Speaking with an evil delight he took out a delicious drumstick waving it about, it was really hateful.
Mo Xiang's lips raised, using her eyes to question Ji Ling Xue: Mistress, this is the person who will let us our, the young master seems to have come to mock us.
Ji Ling Xue smiled: "Of course I'm hungry, since you've helped me once, I'll treat you to a meal." Having spoken she pointed at the two unconscious guards by the door.
Ji Ming Yang raised his head patting his chest he said: "Don't worry, they won't wake for another 8 hours!" Lifting his leg he stepped twice on the two unfortunate guards' heads.
Mo Xiang's lips twitched, observing a moment of silence for the two unfortunate guards.
The capital's Wangshang restaurant was packed with people, not only because you can admire a panoramic view of the city from this restaurant, but also there were quite a few treasured calligraphy scrolls left behind by scholars, attracting a number of students and elegant scholars.
Ji Ling Xue stood by a wall, looking at the bold cursive calligraphy on it, suddenly she became inspired, picking up a writing brush, the next moment her hand holding the brush was held by Ji Ming Yang.
Ji Ling Xue raised her head with brows lifted looking at Ji Ming Yang in front of her who was also staring at her, "What is it?"
Ji Ming Yang gazed at Ji Ling Xue like she was a orangutan, saying quietly: "What are you doing?" If someone recognised her in such a public place, she would definitely make a fool of herself.
Ji Ling Xue said: "I saw a lot of people had written on it, I also want to."
Ji Ming Yang hurriedly pulled Ji Ling Xue into the private room, "You should just eat properly, don't even think about what's written on the wall, I don't want to make an exhibition of myself with you."
Ji Ling Xue lowered her head to look at the brush in her hand, the corners of her mouth lifted, she didn't say anything more in the end.
Mo Xiang loyally stood behind Ji Ling Xue, from time to time picking food for her.
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Ji Ming Yang placed his chopsticks down saying: "Sister, I feel you're too different from before."
Ji Ling Xue raised an eyebrow, "Really?"
Ji Ming Yang said: "Did you deliberately act the way you did before? Madam treated you like this today, what are you going to do about it, are you really not going back to the prince's residence?"
Ji Ling Xue put her chopsticks down, gracefully wiping her lips with the handkerchief Mo Xiang handed her she said: "The best part of the show is yet to come."
Ji Yu Qing was the one who was heartless to her first, she wasn't the type to sit and wait for death, this debt will nevertheless be repaid.
Ji Ling Xue said: "Since you've come back, have you seen your birth mother?"
Ji Ming Yang lowered his head, sadness in his eyes, "I've seen her, my mother is still doing hard labour like a crude maid, father has probably long forgotten her..." Having spoken, his hand resting on the table couldn't help clutch into a fist.
Ji Ling Xue said: "I feel like the rear courtyard of the Ji residence is too quiet, how can madam Feng rule over it alone?"
Ji Ming Yang lifted his head to look at Ji Ling Xue having heard her, "You have a way?" So long as his birth mother can once again be favoured, he would recognise her as his sister, protecting her in his lifetime.
