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After hearing Feng Yunzheng's words, Princess Eleven was startled. She slowly raised her head and asked, "Why? Why can't I be tempted by the [Linked Formula]? "

"Because …" Feng Yunzheng looked at the Eleventh Princess' young face and couldn't bear to tell him the truth. In the end, he said, "You're still young."

When Princess Eleven heard him say this, she stopped talking and lay back and slept with her eyes closed.

As for the Xiao family, she did not wait for the incense, but instead had a new concubine. The new concubine was originally the daughter of a county magistrate in Spirit State, Lin Xianxue, but for some reason Lin Xianxue had caught a severe cold on her way to the capital, so the people of the Lin Clan could only send her back to Spirit State.

The new aunt was also from Spirit State, but the daughter of a rice shop owner, Ling Shuang'er, seventeen years old, slim and weak, with the elegance and elegance unique to Jiangnan women, was now called Auntie Ling.

When Madam Xiao saw Auntie Ling, she said coldly, "The merchant's daughter? "She reeked of copper, was petty, and couldn't even show her face. Rong Xue really didn't have a good impression of her."

She didn't let her go to the west yard, but had already asked the first wife to set up a courtyard. The first wife had originally arranged for the Emerald Bamboo Institution to be a little further away from her father's study, but Father thought that her mother would rather be at the Ink Tomb Academy than be with her. The first wife felt that her daughter's words were reasonable, so Aunt Ling was finally sent to the Ink Tomb Academy.

As for the ones that lived next to the Ink Tomb Courtyard, they were the Xiao family and Lian Shiya's Clear Spring Courtyard.

Since ancient times, almost all men liked fresh ones. Moreover, Madam Ling had a good voice and knew how to sing a Jiangnan melody …

It's just a small Spirit State County, Pan Gu to this day, Gu shui going through the city to create the taiji form, a Tianyue Mountain in the north, and Fuxi (that) Ge Xuan (that) all (yadu) welcoming each other.

When the melody was sung, it was pleasant to listen to, captivating others' hearts. Coupled with the soft movements of the body, it was even more amorous. In an instant, Lian Yan Qing felt a sense of freshness.

Thus … During her first month here, Yan Qing spent half of his time in the Ink Tomb Courtyard, but only once at the Xiao family's place.

At this time, the Xiao Clan's people at the side of the courtyard coldly said:

"A clown, an insignificant skill. This kind of trick is just a trick of the show. I really don't think much of it. Something that cannot be played out will be refreshed very quickly."

However, this time, even Yan Qing didn't know what was going on. Not only did the freshness not disappear, it even increased the number of days they spent in the Mortal Tomb Court. On the other hand, the Xiao Clan simply didn't come anymore.

The first madame even sent people over to reward Auntie Ling with some things.

"Mother, didn't you say that father's freshness would soon pass? "Why is this little slut getting more and more powerful? Look at her, she came to pay her respects to you two days ago, and then only went to visit her mother. You're an equal wife after all, and your status is much higher than hers." Lian Shiya's heart was furious when she saw the Ink Tomb Academy becoming more and more lively.

"Humph!" The Xiao family's old patriarch sneered and said, "It's time to let her know who the person inside Clear Spring Academy is."

Today after lunch, Madam Xiao went to Auntie Ling's courtyard, dressed in a brocade satin coat with red gems and red threads. She wore a blue grey mouse cloak and a bright red long skirt. Her red hair was plastered across her forehead, making her look luxurious and affluent.

When he saw the Xiao family entering the courtyard with such a posture, he was startled and hurriedly bowed as he said:

"Madam."

Lady Xiao's gaze swept past her and the mama and the servant girl standing there. Zhen mama took a few steps forward, raised her hand, and slapped the two servants hard in the face, and scolded,

"Your dog eyes have gone blind. Madam is here to listen to Madam Ling's melody. Hurry up and bring the chair over."

"Madam, please spare my life." The two servants quickly kneeled down.

Aunt Ling's face suddenly paled. From the start, her melody had only been heard by Prime Minister Ling, but now —

Mistress Xiao looked at Aunt Ling and asked, "What's wrong?" Auntie Ling sang so well in such a minor tune, so I came over to listen to it.

"No, no, concubine …" This humble concubine will sing now. " Madam Ling's eyes reddened as she spoke hastily.

The two servants quickly moved a chair over to invite the Xiao Clan to take a seat. The Xiao Clan's clan head sat upright as if he were a guest beneath the stage, and said:

"Let's begin."

"Yes." Auntie Ling coughed lightly and said, "Treading in the spring, the most beautiful one is Peach Blossom. Peach blossoms fill the sky with morning clouds, and water gently pats the grass on both sides of the river. Wild path (that one) Zhang Song (that one) came back a few times late."

"Wait …" Madam Ling had just finished singing when she was interrupted by Madam Xiao. "I'm thirsty. Go get me a cup of tea."

"Let this servant go." Guo mama at the side hurriedly said.

"Pah!" Senior Servant Zhen raised her hand and slapped her again. "Old slut, did Madame allow you to speak?"

No matter how young and how troublesome she was, she knew that Madam Xiao had purposely come here today to cause trouble. However, she had heard of how powerful this Madam was; her brother was the renowned Duke of Xiao, and she had been promoted from an aunt to a equal wife. As for herself, this lady didn't have any backing, so if she wanted to survive in the Prime Minister's house, it might not be enough for her to receive the love of the Prime Minister.

She bowed towards Madam Xiao and said, "Your humble concubine will go pour tea for Madam now." Saying so, she walked into the room, carried a cup of tea to the front of the Xiao family, and respectfully said:

"Madam, please have some tea."

The Xiao family's old patriarch didn't extend his hand out to receive it. Instead, he disdainfully sneered and said, "Indeed, a small family came out of a small house. Doing what the servants do is more important than singing."

Aunt Ling's face was burning red, but she didn't dare say anything. She could only lower her head and serve the tea.

Lady Xiao finally caught it, but before she could even touch the teacup, she suddenly threw it at Auntie Ling's face. "It's too cold. Do you want me to die from the cold?"

"I, I …" Aunt Ling's face was suddenly splashed with water, but she could only bear it. She went back to her room to drink another cup. This time, she didn't extend her hand to receive it, but used the back of her hand to touch the edge of her blanket.

"Senior Servant Zhen, can you teach Madam Ling how hot tea looks like?"

"Yes sir!" Senior Servant Zhen then left. Not long later, she brought out a kettle that was still steaming. She lifted it up and poured it into the cup in Aunt Ling's hands.

"Ah, so hot!" The boiling water splashed onto the back of Aunt Ling's hand. She was so frightened that her hand loosened. The cup fell to the ground with a 'pa' sound and shattered into pieces.