Luoyang Brocade Chapter 89: Solution (1)

Is there anything more embarrassing than the indifference of a loved one?

What's more sad than being forgotten?

The memories she carefully treasured with joy were not worth mentioning to King Yan at all. He couldn't remember who she was at all.

Ling Jingyan covered her face with her hands, tears pouring out from between her fingers.

Ling Jingshu did not comfort her this time, and her voice was calm and calm: "Actually, it's not a big deal."

Ling Jingyan's whole body trembled, and she didn't care to cry anymore. She angrily accused: "What you said is too much. It's not a big deal to you, but to me, it is a big deal!"

Ling Jingshu looked at Ling Jingyan with a somewhat cold gaze: "Even if he remembers you, so what?"

Ling Jingyan: "..."

Ling Jingyan was choked and speechless.

"Even if he remembers you, he still has a good impression of you. Will he marry you as Princess Yan?"

Ling Jingshu's pretty face was expressionless, and her voice was a bit colder: "He is the legitimate son of Queen Xu, and his status is more noble than that of Prince An and Kang. When it comes to holy family members, he even surpasses those in the royal family. The prince resting in the East Palace. The only one who can compete with him is the emperor's grandson."

"Queen Xu must be particularly careful when choosing a concubine for King Yan. As a fourth-rank official in the uncle's district, there is no way you can be the concubine of King Yan."

"In fact, you know this very well. Even if King Yan looks at you differently, he will only marry you as a concubine. Are you willing to be a concubine?"

Ling Jingyan bit her lips hard, and there was a deep mark on her dry lips.

Of course she is not willing to give in!

"Let's put this aside for now. Even if you are willing to wrong yourself, your uncle and aunt will definitely not agree." Ling Jingshu's tone was very determined.

Ling Jingyan was stunned for a moment, and then she squeezed out a few words: "Why did you say that?"

Ling Jingshu twitched the corners of her lips and asked instead, "Cousin Yan. Why did the eldest brother ask for his cousin's wife to marry him?"

Ling Jingyan thought for a moment and replied uncertainly: "Although my cousin is a concubine, she was raised in front of my aunt's mother. She is both talented and beautiful, and has a good family background. Of course she is a good match for my eldest brother."

Ling Jingshu smiled: "You are right, my cousin is beautiful and smart. She and my cousin are a match made in heaven. However, there were more than just these reasons why my uncle deliberately sought this marriage. ”

"My cousin-in-law comes from the Chiang family. Although she is not a direct descendant of the British Duke, she is the one with the closest ties to the British Duke's family. The late Empress Chiang, my cousin-in-law has to call her great-aunt. Although Empress Chiang is not here now Although the relationship between His Royal Highness the Prince of the East Palace and my uncle’s family has never ceased.”

"Uncle wants to use this marriage to get involved with the East Palace. How could he allow you to marry King Yan."

Ling Jingyan seemed to have been hit hard in the chest by a punch, her face suddenly turned pale.

Ling Jingshu was so calm that she was almost cold. Then she revealed the most heartbreaking fact for Ling Jingyan: "What's more, King Yan has no special affection for you. Everything is your unrequited love and wishful thinking. Even if you are willing to be a concubine and your uncle gives in, King Yan will not Marry you."

Ling Jingyan: "..."

To the point! Every sentence touches her most vulnerable and sad place.

The tears that have stopped. It came out again in an instant.

Ling Jingyan cried so hard that she was hoarse. She cried until she lost all strength, then lay on Ling Jingshu's shoulder and continued sobbing.

Ling Jingshu felt distressed when she saw Ling Jingyan crying so sadly and despairingly.

However. The short-term pain is worse than the long-term pain.

Rather than getting stuck deeper and deeper in the future, it would be better to cut off Ling Jingyan’s unnecessary obsession as soon as possible.

......

No matter how thick the door panel is, it can't stop Ling Jingyan's crying. Not to mention. Ling Jingyan cried intermittently for a long time.

When Bai Yu heard this, she couldn't help but feel worried secretly.

She did not feel sorry for Ling Jingyan, but she was thinking about Ling Jingshu in her heart.

Ling Jingyan cried so miserably, to outsiders, it looked like she had been bullied by Ling Jingshu... If the eldest wife and eldest master found out, they would probably turn their anger on Ling Jingshu.

Bai Yu pondered for a moment, then quietly moved to the side of the maid Bitao, and whispered: "Bitao, Miss Eight has been crying for almost half an hour. I don't know what is going on inside, so why don't we two go there? Knock on the door and ask."

Ling Jingyan has six maids serving her. Eighteen-year-old Bitao is the first-class maid.

After hearing this suggestion, Bi Tao shook her head repeatedly and whispered: "You must not knock on the door. We ladies usually care about face the most, but now we don't know why we are crying so sadly. It's best for us to pretend that we don't know. If If you talk too much when you knock on the door, the lady will definitely become angry. Then we will not get any good results."

Bai Yu frowned slightly: "Are we going to just keep listening and wait?"

Bitao nodded vigorously with a sincere expression.

The other maids nodded in unison.

Bai Yu: "..."

Bai Yu silently swallowed the words that reached his lips.

After waiting for a while, the crying at the door finally stopped.

......

Ling Jingyan cried for a long time, and her voice was already dumb from crying.

At this time, I finally stopped crying and just sat there in a daze, motionless. A pair of eyes were red and swollen, and their gaze was dull and unfocused.

Ling Jingshu's shoulders were wet, mixed with tears and snot... That's all, this was not the time to worry about it.

"Cousin Yan, you have been crying for so long, you should feel better now!"

Crying is the best way to vent your frustration. After crying for so long, no matter how much pain there is, it's time to vent it out.

Ling Jingyan hummed weakly.

Ling Jingshu looked at Ling Jingyan and suggested sincerely: "It's getting late. Auntie will ask someone to come and ask us to have dinner soon. You can just find an excuse and say you have a headache or stomachache. , don’t go to the aunt’s place. ~IndoMTL.com~ The eyes are swollen like peaches, and they look so weak and depressed. Anyone with eyes can tell that something is wrong.

Ling Jingyan hummed again.

Ling Jingshu stood up: "You have a good rest, I'll go back and change clothes. I'll be with you again tomorrow."

Ling Jingyan nodded silently.

Ling Jingshu turned around and left. Just when her hand touched the door latch, a sentence suddenly came out from behind her: "Ah Shu, actually you are right. Everything is just wishful thinking on my part. King Yan doesn't remember who I am, so he treats me I don’t like him at all. I should forget about him as soon as possible."

Hearing what Ling Jingyan said, Ling Jingshu breathed a sigh of relief and felt quite pleased: "You are right to think so..."

"However, I have liked him for so long, and I probably won't forget it for a while. Give it to me the name card he gave you! When I miss him, I will take it out and take a look."

Ling Jingshu: "..." (To be continued.)