C7

"Shuang Er, let's go, Mother must be tired of waiting," Fang Yu said as he held Ling Shuang's hand and walked into the inner courtyard of Cheng Jin Tang.

Ling Shuang never thought that Fang Yu would actually appear, she looked at Fang Yu's handsome side, and truly felt the warmth from his palm, the bit of ice in her heart slowly melted.

However, this brat definitely had the ability to make people angry and not pay with their lives. It was just that with such eloquent words, he was more than enough to deal with Fang Family and the group of bitches.

"What are you thinking about?" Fang Yu smiled, "Could it be that you are moved by my righteous words? Shuang Er, "he said in a low voice, with a hint of charm," how about you promise me your life?

Ling Shuang struggled free from his grasp, and used her elbow to smash it into Fang Yu's ribs. Fang Yu immediately felt a heart-wrenching pain, but he still smiled calmly, it was just that the muscles on his face were twitching intensely.

The servants around were all dumbstruck. Ling Shuang and Fang Yu's actions seemed to carry some intimacy with each other, as if they were married couples who had been together for many years.

Ling Shuang also noticed the strange gazes from all around and quickly retracted her gaze. She actually had a bad premonition, that Fang Yu's intention in marrying her into the Fang Family was far from just acting.

Ling Shuang followed Fang Yu into the main hall of the Cheng Jin Tang. Black paint covered the floor as the heavy curtains were embroidered with rich peonies. In the next twelve sets of rosewood with ivory floral glass partitions separated the pavilion.

He could see shadows of people inside, a little girl had long walked out quickly to welcome Fang Yu and his wife in.

The moment Ling Shuang walked into the Warm Pavilion, she heard a series of gasps for air, as well as suppressed ridiculing laughter. Ling Shuang's attire did indeed look a little out of place. It was obvious that she was treated as a target of ridicule by the people in the Warm Pavilion.

Ling Shuang didn't mind in the slightest as she looked at Mrs Fang, who was sitting in the middle. Mrs Fang was dressed in a silk gown embroidered with silver peonies and had a long face and narrow eyebrows.

"Greetings to mother!" Fang Yu pulled Ling Shuang along and bowed.

"There's no need to be so polite. Take a seat!" From Mrs Fang's expression, Ling Shuang could see a hint of suppressed disgust.

That year, Fang Xiu Wen had become an official in Heyang County and had raised an outer room, giving birth to Fang Yu. After that, the Mrs Fang magnanimously brought Fang Yu and his son back to the Fang Residence. Unexpectedly, half a year later, Fang Yu's birth mother died of illness.

Fang Yu had to be handed over to Mrs Fang to personally raise, but the five-year-old Fang Yu had to escape the Fang Family several times, and was even going against the Mrs Fang at every turn.

It was only until eight years ago when Fang Yu almost died of an illness and when a villager sent a message to him, that he finally remembered his son who was raised in the countryside.

After the child was caught, his body was extremely weak, and his actions had become unrestrained. He had basically become a cripple.

Not long after, Fang Heng also brought Ling Wan and walked into the main hall, after bowing to the Mrs Fang, he sat opposite to Ling Shuang, but his expression was extremely indignant.

Ling Shuang frowned, was this Fang Heng retarded? He was the one who betrayed Ling Shuang, and the one who caused Ling Shuang's death was him as well.

"This must be Second Sister-in-Law?" A pretty girl who was leaning beside Mrs Fang and wore a red dress with a bun on it laughed as she looked at Ling Shuang. Her expression, however, held a little contempt.

"Second Sister-in-Law's attire is indeed … Hehe … It's very different. "

Didn't that mean she was acting vulgar? Ling Shuang didn't mind, and casually said: "I've stayed in the army camp for too long, I'm already used to this kind of attire."

"Oh, really? Second Sister-in-Law and the other men in the army camp eat and live together with great difficulty. "

"Why do you have to work so hard to help His Majesty?" Ling Shuang laughed coldly to herself, this Fang Yue did not let go of the opportunity to mock her.

Fang Yue had always been relatively close to Ling Wan, and with Ling Wan's ability to make friends with others, it naturally helped Ling Wan a little. Unexpectedly, Ling Shuang didn't mind her taunting at all and completely ignored him.

She could not help but pursed her lips and continued to ask with great interest: "I wonder if Second Sister-in-Law's personal guard in the military camp was male or female?"

Ling Shuang raised her phoenix eyes slightly as she looked at Fang Yue, and said slowly, "I never thought that little sister would be so interested in these matters. If little sister is so interested in men, next time, I'll bring you to the military camp to gain some experience. "

"You …" Fang Yue's face immediately became unsettled, no matter how domineering she was, he was still a young miss. After all, Ling Shuang had stayed at the border for too long, so he had never heard of such a joke.

"Yue'er," Mrs Fang's face showed unhappiness, but he forcefully endured the humiliation Ling Shuang would give his daughter, and turned to Fang Heng: "Heng`er, tomorrow's poetry gathering for the Fang Palace, you should discuss it with your father."

"Yes sir!" Fang Heng bowed and nodded.

"Mother, I'm already married. Tomorrow will be a day where Shuang Er will recognize all the relatives and friends of the Fang Family," the Fang Yu who had been silent the entire time suddenly said.

The people in the room were all surprised. Fang Yu had never participated in the Fang Residence's official banquet, he preferred to stay at the Qin Residence.

In other words, the reason why Mrs Fang did this was to find a good marriage relationship with his daughter Fang Yue, and to pave the way for his son Fang Heng's future career.

It was just that he did not expect Fang Yu to join in this time, the Mrs Fang did not react at all. Instead, the Auntie Du beside him laughed: "Second Young Master, stop messing around, you never liked these kinds of things. Wouldn't it be boring to go there?"

"Since when did Auntie Du take over? "I still don't know, excuse me," Fang Yu said with a charming smile, as the coldness in his eyes deepened.

"Hehe …" Second Young Master laughed awkwardly. He was Mrs Fang's concubine and because he gave birth to Second Miss, Fang Fei, he was taken away by his aunt and had always been his wife's trusted aide. He didn't expect to be pushed back by Fang Yu the moment he stuck his head out.

"Forget it, since you want to go, then go! It's just that at that time, don't throw Fang Family's face, "Mrs Fang waved her hand in disgust.

If such a thing happened every day in the future, she would really be unable to bear it. Fortunately, Mrs Fang and Fang Yu were tired of looking at each other, so she naturally did not come over to pay her respects frequently.

After returning to the Southern Garden, Cha Zi and Yan Hong's lips moved as if they had something to say.

Ling Shuang swept her eyes across Fang Yu: "If you two have something to say, say it, Young Master is not an outsider either."