Chapter 720

"Miss Wu, you're back! The food is ready. Would you like to eat now or later?" red apricot smiled and asked.

The girl is a smart girl. She knows Leng Qingyan's identity. The servant girl behind her seems not so smart, and her raw is not as top-notch as red apricot.

"Eat now!" Leng Qingyan walked into the room when he spoke. When he entered the door, he found that the curtains in the room had been replaced. There were light pink curtains hanging in the room. Although they were not very expensive cloth, they were embroidered with Leng Qingyan's favorite hibiscus flowers.

Leng Qingyan liked the flower as soon as she saw it. She walked into the door and saw the braised meat in the Jade Butterfly on the table. She liked it even more.

The braised pork in brown sauce was braised pork in brown sauce as like as two peas in the memory.

"The meat made by Aunt Lu is really delicious." Leng Qingyan smiled.

"You girl really have a mouth. I'll know it was made by me as soon as you eat." an old woman with gray hair walked in from the door. Her face was well maintained. Several servant girls helped her into the door.

Aunt Lu is Leng Xiangyu's third wife, that is, Leng Qingyang's mother. This woman used to live very badly because her son Leng Qingyang was not liked by Leng Xiangyu. Leng Qingyan was very liked by Leng Xiangyu at that time, so she often helped her. After a long time, the two people had feelings.

"Aunt Lu, how have you been these years?" Leng Qingyan put down his chopsticks and looked up at Aunt Lu.

"My son is promising now. You see, I'm still doing well!" Lu Cuiping squinted and smiled kindly. She grabbed Leng Qingyan's hand and began to ask for warmth.

Leng Qingyan has a sentence that matches her words. After saying a word to her from time to time, there is no following. Most of the time, Lu Cuiping is talking.

"After you entered the palace, my garden was deserted. Alas! You've suffered so much these years..." Lu Cuiping looked at Leng Qingyan with pity and reached out to touch two tears.

Leng Qingyan comforts Lu Cuiping and looks at her. She is the only one of Leng Xiangyu's three women who survived. Leng Qingyan's adoptive mother died early. Leng Qingfeng's mother was killed by her adoptive mother. Lu Cuiping is a woman who doesn't compete. Bai zhantang said that she has lived a peaceful life in her own small yard these years.

Although life is hard, she is content with contentment. Her little daughter Leng Qingting is also happy under her lap. Now Leng Qingyang's potential returns, she will live better. Today, Lu Cuiping is wearing a brown sleeved crane coat. Three strings of round white jade beads hang straight to her waist. Her sharp chin is also much more round. Her eyes are as calm as before. It seems that there is nothing for her to draw.

"Aunt Lu, I'm OK in the palace, but I'm sorry for Qingya's sister..." speaking of Leng Qingya, Leng Qingyan's eyes burst into tears. She was very sad.

"Qingya's child is also a blessing. Alas! Not to mention her, I heard that you and Chen also have a son. Can the child be brought?" Lu Cuiping's eyes flashed and patted Leng Qingyan's back with her hand.

It's jun'er again!

Leng Qing Yan's heart is alert. Since she came to Leng's house, Leng Qingyang asked her about jun'er. Now Lu Cuiping also came to inquire about jun'er. She doesn't know how jun'er is. Leng Qing Yan is uncomfortable when she thinks of jun'er.

Jun'er is a hard-working child. Now she doesn't know where jun'er has been taken by Bai Qing. With a twinkle in her eyes, she pulls out her hand, pretends to be sad and says, "jun'er is blessed and dead!"

Speaking of the coldness behind, Yan just squeezed out two tears to cry. Lu Cuiping comforted her tears and left with her people.

After Lu Cuiping left, Leng Qingyan immediately stopped crying, picked up the braised meat on the table and put it in her mouth. The red apricot standing beside him silently remembered what Lu Cuiping had just said.

"You all step back! I want to stay alone for a while." Leng Qingyan asked the servant to step back after dinner.

She sat in front of her bed and looked silently at the room full of newly bought furniture. These furniture are very good. But it didn't make her feel warm as before. Just like the layout of this room. The whole room is strange now.

Everything has changed. The only person who hasn't changed is her. With a slight sigh, Leng Qingyan opened the quilt and lay in. She didn't sleep well. It was getting late when she woke up.

After red apricot dressed her up, she went out of the yard.

Leng Qingyan came to Leng's yard for the first time. Although he lived in this house for ten years, he never had time to visit.

Leng's house is not too big, but it is already a very big house in Jiangnan. Each of the three in and out courtyards has a small back garden, which is cool and breezy. Because he is the owner, he is assigned the largest yard.

The second master of Leng family is a very business minded person. He separated from Leng Qingfeng early. The house he was assigned to is also a good location in Jiangnan. Later, his family moved to the capital city and never returned to the south of the Yangtze River.

Because the second master Leng has separated from Leng Qingfeng. Therefore, he was not affected by the cold wind. He still did business in the capital and did it well. His little daughter married a rich businessman in the capital.

It seems that the three young masters of the Leng family only have Leng Qingfeng. They don't mix well. The original position of clan leader and the most valued son are gone. Now Leng Qingfeng is equivalent to remembering to be in the Leng family. His position is sensitive.

Leng Qingyan walks through the second yard and sees Leng Qingya's yard. Leng Qingya's yard is more than twice as big as Leng Qingyan's yard. Everything inside is clean. Obviously, Leng Qingfeng pays great attention to his sister.

Leng Qingyan saw this yard, he would think of the once cool and elegant. There were no weeds in the yard, and the exquisite swing was spotless. Leng Qingyan stared at the swing, and his eyes were wet.

"Sister ~" cried out in a low voice. Tears fell like pearls with broken lines. Leng Qingyan's hand gently touched the swing, and tears fell on the swing.

"Sister, if only you were still there." Leng Qingyan sat on the swing and swayed high in front. She was like flying, but she didn't feel happy.

Leng Qingyan sat on the swing, and his mind was full of pictures of being with his sister. Remembering the picture of swinging with her sister, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but bring up a smile. I really miss my sister!

If only my sister were still there.

Leng Qingyan swings the swing very high, and the rope suddenly breaks. When Leng Qingyan is about to fall and a dog gnaws at the mud, one hand firmly catches her body.