The Fourth Lady

Chapter 301 An Old Friend (Ⅰ)

Looking at the expression on Qingyan's face, Suyun didn't say what he really thought. He knew that

Qingyan had grown up and had the ability to protect herself, but in his eyes, she was still a child.

Looking at the expression on Suyun's face, Qingyan suddenly remembered that there was exactly the

same expression on Qilian Yvjun's face in her dream last night. Then she held Suyun's hand and said,

"father, don't worry. I'll finish everything on the premise of keeping myself safe."

Hearing her words, Suyun nodded and said, "I believe you."

After breakfast, Qingyan left for the house of the Shizi's mansion, which was three blocks away from

here. On her way, she had a snap in the carriage.

Early in the morning, Murong Jingxuan had helped them to prepare the banquet. After all, it was the

first time for her to hold a banquet in. Therefore, Murong Jingxuan arranged the whole banquet himself.

All the people were his subordinates, leaving no chance for his inferior concubine and her two sons to

touch the things in the banquet.

"Mom, Murong Jingxuan didn't even give us a chance. What do you think we should do?" Looking at Jv

Yvping, Murong Jingchang said helplessly, "if we miss this opportunity, we don't know what we can do it

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Looking at the busy figures in the yard, Jv Yvping shook her hand helplessly. "Murong Jingxuan has

arranged his men here. It's inconvenient for us to get involved in this matter, so we have to give it up

this time."

Hearing what Jv Yvping said, Murong Jingchang and Murong Jingxin shook their heads helplessly.

"Mom, if we miss this opportunity, we really don't have any other chances."

Of course, Jv Yvping knew what they really meant. But now they had no chance at all, especially under

such a circumstance.

"Listen to me, we'll find an opportunity to kill him. As long as Zhongli Jingshu dies, I'll be his wife, and

you'll be the eldest so. It's not a problem to deal with Murong Jingxuan," Looking at Murong Jingchang,

Jv Yvping said grimly, "I don't believe that Zhongli Jingshu can get luck all the time."

"I understand." Murong Jingchang and Murong Jingxin exchanged a glance with each other and left.

Taking a look at Murong Jingxuan, who was still busy with his work, Jv Yvping turned around and left

too. But the moment she turned around and was about to leave, a figure suddenly appeared beside

Murong Jingxuan.

"Master, that woman wanted to deal with your mother." "What should I do?" Fengqing asked

respectfully.

"She does not have the ability to do that." Murong Jingxuan snorted. He looked at Fengqing and said in

a low voice, "if you want to do something, just do it."

"I understand." As soon as Fengqing finished speaking, he disappeared in the air.

Just then, a servant came to him and told him that Qingyan had arrived at the gate of the mansion.

Hearing the news, Murong Jingxuan put down the things in his hands and went out immediately.

Before he reached the gate, he caught sight of Qingyan. He walked up to her quickly, and with a broad

smile, said, "you're here. I thought you might be the last one to come."

"How? I prepared a gift for your mother after all," Qingyan replied, smiling at him.

Thinking of the cakes that Qingyan prepared for him yesterday, Murong Jingxuan said with a smile,

"Those cakes? You are such a good cook, and I can't believe you make such exquisite cakes."

"Don't be garrulous." Qingyan rolled her eyes at Murong Jingxuan. With a smile, she turned to the

seven girls standing behind him and said, "Have someone to take boxes so I can ask them to return

home."

Murong Jingxuan asked someone to take the boxes from the girls, and Qingyan asked the carriage to

send them back.

"Jingxuan, take me to your mother now." Qingyan said in a relaxed tone, looking at Murong Jingxuan.

Looking at the expression on Qingyan's face, Murong Jingxuan took her hand and said, "let's go. I

guess my mother should be waiting for you, too, but she didn't expect you to come so early."

Qingyan looked at Murong Jingxuan and smiled.

Murong Jingxuan led Qingyan to where Zhongli Jingshu lived. Right then, Zhongli Jingshu was

standing under a tree, thinking about something.

She didn't come back to her senses until she heard Murong Jingxuan's voice. And the moment she

saw Murong Jingxuan, she saw Qingyan standing beside him.

Murong Jingxuan held Qingyan's hand and took a step forward. When Qingyan saw Alina, Zhongli

Jingshu greeted her in a polite way, "nice to meet you, your highness."

Zhongli Jingshu looked at Qingyan and shook her head. It seemed that she was hallucinating. Su

Qingyan and Qilian Qingyan looked totally different, but just now she could clearly overlapped them.

"Are you Miss Qingyan? The imperial concubine once mentioned you to you." She said with a smile,

"you are such a considerate girl."

"It's my honor to be praised by her." "I heard from Jingxuan that today is your birthday. So I prepared a

small gift for you. I hope you like it." Qingyan said calmly.

The seven of them stood in front of the princess and naturally opened the boxes.

Lady Shun Qing walked towards the takeout box and widened her eyes at it. It was her favorite five

color cake and she hadn't had such a piece of cake for many years. It was made by her best friend

Melissa.

And now, the five color cake appeared in front of her again in such a way.

Looking at the five-color cake in front of her, she immediately picked up a piece and started to eat it

without hesitation. It tasted the same, as if she had gone back to many years ago.

She put the rest cake aside and walked up to Qingyan. "How did you make it? Who taught you that? "

Qingyan smiled at her and said, "Since Morong Shizi invited me to the mansion, and I've always been

thinking about what gift I should give you. In my dream, I got a master's guidance and made five-color

cake."

Jingshu held her hand and asked, "have you ever seen his face?"

Looking at the agitated Jingshu, Qingyan said calmly, "I didn't see her, but she just kept saying that this

is your favorite pastry. I guess you should like it very much, so I made it."

Jingshu couldn't conceal her excitement. "Did you know her name?"

Looking at her, Qingyan continued with a smile, "she said her name is Qilian Qingyan."