MTL - After Reincarnating, an Evil Consort Only Wants to Torture Scums-Chapter 565 568：

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  There was a perfect smile on Lu Xiang's face, but his heart couldn't help but tremble, and goosebumps covered his arms.

   "Why didn't you see Sister Yan?" Lu Xiang looked around and asked with a smile.

The smile on Mrs. Wu'anhou's face froze slightly, and then she smiled again: "I was afraid that she would be tired, so I didn't ask her to come out to entertain guests, I just waited for you to come. You know, Yan'er is weak, and I can't bear it on weekdays." She is tired! Kisaragi, go and invite the eldest lady."

  Lu Xiang; "..."

hehe!

  Reluctant to let He Zhiyan get tired?

   Sure enough, she has a big face, and she can say all this without blushing or panting. People who don't know her will still think she is such a kind and gentle stepmother.

   "Why are you standing up and talking, please invite the third lady to sit in the Qunfang Hall." Luo Shi suddenly said.

   These words secretly accused Mrs. Wu Anhou of being inconsiderate, how could she let the guests stand here to chat, and by the way, let's set off her thoughtfulness and virtuousness.

  Mrs. Marquis Wu'an gave Luo Shi a sneaky look.

  Bitch, actually ran up to her to point fingers.

"Look at me, I'm happy when I see you. Sit down and have a sip of tea. When Yan'er arrives, let Minmin show you around. In spring, the garden is full of flowers. It's just beautiful. Time." Marquis Wu An held back her anger and smiled at Lu Xiang.

   As she spoke, she pushed Luo Shi with her elbow, and Luo Shi was pushed back a few steps by her. After standing still, she saw Mrs. Wu Anhou taking Lu Xiang away, and she almost gritted her silver teeth in anger.

"Useless thing, are you a piece of wood? Why don't you take this opportunity to have a good relationship with Lu Xiang?" Luo Shi was full of anger and had nowhere to vent his anger. When he turned his head and saw the expressionless daughter beside him, he raised his hand and patted Lu Xiang. She sighed, and said with hatred: "Mother bothered to pave the way for you, but it was all for your future happiness, learn from He Zhiyan, ever since she climbed up to Lu Xiang, even your eldest aunt has been afraid, If she can feel like a sister with you, it will be easier for you to gain a firm foothold in the Duke An's Mansion."

When He Zhimin heard the last word, a look of disgust suddenly appeared in her indifferent eyes, she bit her lips, like a trapped wild animal struggling non-stop, and said angrily: "Are you doing it for me or for yourselves? If you like Lu Xiang so much, tell your son to marry her back."

"You **** girl, why are you so ignorant of good and evil?" Luo Shi's face was livid with anger, and he slapped her **** the back: "If you still want to stay in the mansion, just be obedient, you are a mother My dear daughter, mother can still harm you."

  Marry Lu Xiang? She doesn't want to die.

   Didn’t you see that Liu Xiang’s son was beaten to death by the eighth prince? The emperor was even more furious and severely punished Liu Chengyu.

  Can she joke about her son's future?

   "Heh..." He Zhimiao looked at Luo Shi with faint eyes, and sneered.

  Her biological mother only had herself and her son in her eyes, and her daughter was just a **** that could be sacrificed for the family at any time.

   Various famous flowers are blooming in the garden of Marquis Wu'an Mansion, and they are extraordinarily vibrant in spring.

  He Zhiyan and Lu Xiang were admiring the flowers, and some rich ladies couldn't stay in the Qunfang Hall anymore, so they came out together.

   "Sister Yan, I'm a little tired, let's find a place to sit." Lu Xiang suddenly said.

   "Go there." He Zhiyan pointed to a place in front of the garden, and said, there was a stone table and a few stone benches there.

  The garden of the Hou Mansion is not too big, so no pavilions were built.

  When Lu Xiang said this, a group of people instantly understood what she meant: she wanted to be quiet for a while.

   "I heard that throwing pots are being played in the front yard, Xiangxiang, don't you want to play?" He Zhimin looked at her and asked.

  In an open space in front of the Chuihua Gate connected to the backyard, the princes and young masters gathered together to throw pots.

   "No, Fifth Miss will take everyone with me." Lu Xiang said with a faint smile: "

  He Zhimin smiled embarrassingly: "Then... that's fine."

   But my heart was burning with jealousy.

  Her attitude is so friendly, but Lu Xiang just turned a blind eye and rejected her in front of so many people.

  Although other people don't think there is any problem, He Zhimin still feels like being slapped in the face.

  No matter how annoyed He Zhimin was, Lu Xiang pulled He Zhiyan and Lu Qiao away from these people.

   "Liu Liu, ask someone to serve tea and some food." He Zhiyan ordered the maid after sitting down.

  Liu Liufu responded, "Yes, Miss."

   "Why didn't you see Mrs. He?" Lu Qiao asked He Zhiyan, resting her chin in both hands.

  He Zhiyan laughed, and said: "You don't know this old lady in my family. She is a birthday star today, and she won't come out to meet guests until the last moment."

   The implication is that the old lady wants to put on airs.

  Lu Qiao understood it instantly, smashed her tongue and said, "Sister Yan, your grandmother should be quite able to make trouble."

  Listening to Lu Qiao's description, He Zhiyan smiled slyly and said, "It's quite capable, but she doesn't bother to torment me."

  She was oppressed by her stepmother, so the old lady didn't pay much attention to her. After all, it didn't do any good for her a sick child, and it just saved her from going to pay her respects every now and then.

  Liu Liu came back soon, followed by a few maids, each holding a tray in their hands.

   Several people put tea and snacks on the table one by one.

   While speaking, I saw a tall and fair figure walking towards this side.

  Lu Xiang looked at the person in surprise: "Brother Yi, why are you here?"

  As far as she knows, the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion has nothing to do with An Guogong, at least not so good that people from An Guogong's mansion came to celebrate the old lady's birthday banquet.

  Song Yanjun walked to Lu Xiang's side. He had a fair face, handsome features, and a soft light in his dark pupils. He was personable and had an outstanding temperament.

  He lightly smiled and touched Lu Xiang's head: "I didn't intend to come, but I heard that you were there, so I came. How is it? Did anyone bully you?"

  Looking at Song Yanjun's concerned eyes, Lu Xiang felt warm in her heart: "Thank you brother Yi for your concern, I'm fine, no one bullied me."

   "I just arrived, and when I learned that you have arrived, I will come over to see you first. I am in the front yard. If there is anything to do, call someone to come to me at any time. Do you know that you should pay attention?"

"Understood." Lu Xiang didn't think too much, and responded obediently, only thinking that Song Yanjun was loving and caring for his sister as an elder brother, so he didn't forget to tell everything, never thought that Song Yanjun heard that He Zhimin hated her. As for those who might plot against her and be fooled over by someone.

   Various famous flowers are blooming in the garden of Marquis Wu'an Mansion, and they are extraordinarily vibrant in spring.

  He Zhiyan and Lu Xiang were admiring the flowers, and some rich ladies couldn't stay in the Qunfang Hall anymore, so they came out together.

   "Sister Yan, I'm a little tired, let's find a place to sit." Lu Xiang suddenly said.

   "Go there." He Zhiyan pointed to a place in front of the garden, and said, there was a stone table and a few stone benches there.

  The garden of the Hou Mansion is not too big, so no pavilions were built.

  When Lu Xiang said this, a group of people instantly understood what she meant: she wanted to be quiet for a while.

   "I heard that throwing pots are being played in the front yard, Xiangxiang, don't you want to play?" He Zhimin looked at her and asked.

  In an open space in front of the Chuihua Gate connected to the backyard, the princes and young masters gathered together to throw pots.

   "No, Fifth Miss will take everyone with me." Lu Xiang said with a faint smile: "

  He Zhimin smiled embarrassingly: "Then... that's fine."

   But my heart was burning with jealousy.

  Her attitude is so friendly, but Lu Xiang just turned a blind eye and rejected her in front of so many people.

  Although other people don't think there is any problem, He Zhimin still feels like being slapped in the face.

  No matter how annoyed He Zhimin was, Lu Xiang pulled He Zhiyan and Lu Qiao away from these people.

   "Liu Liu, ask someone to serve tea and some food." He Zhiyan ordered the maid after sitting down.

  Liu Liufu responded, "Yes, Miss."

   "Why didn't you see Mrs. He?" Lu Qiao asked He Zhiyan, resting her chin in both hands.

  He Zhiyan laughed, and said: "You don't know this old lady in my family. She is a birthday star today, and she won't come out to meet guests until the last moment."

   The implication is that the old lady wants to put on airs.

  Lu Qiao understood it instantly, smashed her tongue and said, "Sister Yan, your grandmother should be quite able to make trouble."

  Listening to Lu Qiao's description, He Zhiyan smiled slyly and said, "It's quite capable, but she doesn't bother to torment me."

  She was oppressed by her stepmother, so the old lady didn't pay much attention to her. After all, it didn't do any good for her a sick child, and it just saved her from going to pay her respects every now and then.

  Liu Liu came back soon, followed by a few maids, each holding a tray in their hands.

   Several people put tea and snacks on the table one by one.

   While speaking, I saw a tall and fair figure walking towards this side.

  Lu Xiang looked at the person in surprise: "Brother Yi, why are you here?"

  As far as she knows, the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion has nothing to do with An Guogong, at least the relationship is not so good that people from An Guogong's mansion came to celebrate the old lady's birthday banquet.

  Song Yanjun walked to Lu Xiang's side. He had a fair face, handsome features, and a soft light in his dark pupils. He was personable and had an outstanding temperament.

  He lightly smiled and touched Lu Xiang's head: "I didn't intend to come, but I heard that you were there, so I came. How is it? Did anyone bully you?"

  Looking at Song Yanjun's concerned eyes, Lu Xiang felt warm in her heart: "Thank you brother Yi for your concern, I'm fine, no one bullies me."

   "I just arrived, and when I learned that you have arrived, I will come over to see you first. I am in the front yard. If there is anything to do, call someone to come to me at any time. Do you know that you should pay attention?"

"Understood." Lu Xiang didn't think too much, and responded obediently, only thinking that Song Yanjun was loving and caring for his sister as an elder brother, so he didn't forget to tell everything, and never thought that Song Yanjun heard that He Zhimin hated her. As for those who might plot against her and be fooled over by someone.

   "Miss He, Xiangxiang, please take care of me." Song Yanjun suddenly turned to look at He Zhiyan again, and said with a gentle smile on his handsome face.

  He Zhiyan Wan'er smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you are welcome, I should take care of Xiangxiang."

  This elder son really dotes on his younger sister.

   Song Yanjun left without staying.

  (end of this chapter)