Rebirth of the High Gate Mistress

Chapter 10 Come to pick up your wife in person

 Everyone was watching the rain under the eaves, hoping it would stop.

From afar, a little girl walked over quickly holding an umbrella. She bowed slightly to Lan Ling and said respectfully: "Princess Princess, the Crown Prince of the Zhenguo Palace is outside. He said he came to pick up Mrs. Shen."

With all eyes focused on Jing Shu, Lan Ling was startled at first, then recovered and said with a smile: "I never thought that my great nephew could take care of people."

Jingshu's face turned slightly red: "He is also going out today, just on his way."

Xu Wanning said: "Then let's go first. I brought the bride out today. If our second master is kept waiting for a long time, he will be anxious." As she said that, she glanced at Zhou Zhou with a meaningful look as if she was retaliating. A clear look.

The maid held an umbrella. Jing Shu, Xu Wanning and Lan Ling said goodbye and then left the main hall and headed outside.

The rain was not heavy. After they left, everyone said goodbye and went back in twos and threes.

It wasn’t that they were in a hurry to go home, but hearing that the majestic and solemn Crown Prince came to pick up their daughter-in-law in person really aroused their interest in gossip.

How can a person like Li Ling do such a thing?

 Could it be that Shen Jingshu deliberately arranged this scene to break the rumor that "Li Ling had no choice but to marry her"?

 They have to see it with their own eyes to believe it!

Especially Zhou Qing, who couldn't wait to call the maid to hold an umbrella before Jing Shu and Xu Wanning went out.

The hall that was originally filled with the smell of rouge and fragrance was suddenly filled with flower umbrellas one after another.

Li Ling was sitting in the car and saw a group of female relatives coming out of the gate one after another from a distance. Among the colorful figures, his bride was the most conspicuous.

 It was misty and rainy, and the bride was wearing a green skirt, and her clothes were fluttering in the light rain as she slowly walked towards him.

 Li Ling got up and got out of the car.

The attendant Liang Jin who was waiting outside did not expect that Li Ling would get out of the car, so he quickly held up a large black umbrella to protect him from the rain.

Jingshu walked up to him, her hibiscus-like face even more beautiful in the drizzle.

 She smiled at Li Ling and said, "Why is the prince here?"

 Li Ling did not answer, but stretched out his hand towards her.

Jingshu hesitated for a moment and put her hand on his. He held her delicate hand tightly and helped her onto the carriage. Following that, Li Ling took a step forward and got into the car.

　　This famous Prince Zhenguo is so gentle to this young lady.

With their curiosity satisfied, the ladies all got into their carriages in twos and threes.

Xu Wanning looked coldly at Zhou Qing who was standing in the rain, pretending to be ignorant and asked: "Ah! Why doesn't Miss Zhou get in the car?"

Zhou Qing finally came to her senses in a daze, quickly turned her eyes from Li Ling's carriage, and said hesitantly: "I'm leaving right now."

Zhou Qing was helped by her maid into her carriage. Before she could sit down, she impatiently opened the curtain and stared at the car: the door was tightly closed and nothing could be seen.

Li Ling and Shen Jingshu are the only two people in the car. I wonder what they will do in the car.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of the first time she met Li Ling on the polo field that year.

He was wearing a red polo uniform, riding a snow-white horse on the field, and his handsome and vigorous figure stood out. The scorching brilliance emanating from his body made everyone else lose their luster in front of him.

Once she saw him, she could never forget him.

How it would feel to be held in the arms of such a handsome and majestic man.

 Zhou Qing's face turned red and her body felt slightly warm.

Back to the Zhenguogong Mansion, Li Ling got out of the car first. The road was wet and already had a thin layer of water accumulated on it.

Li Ling stretched out his hand towards her. Just as Jingshu was about to hold his hand and get out of the car, he stopped her and hugged her down.

Ziyun held an umbrella for Jingshu and walked in front. The rain had stopped, and only a few drops of rain foam were still caught in the wind. Li Ling did not hold an umbrella and followed behind. The three of them entered Qingfeng Garden together. Back in the main room, Ziyun went to prepare **** tea for his master.

 Li Ling and Jing Shu were the only two people left in the house. When they came back, Li Ling didn't hold an umbrella. His summer clothes were light and his shoulders were soaked with rain foam.

Jingshu went to the closet to find some dry clothes, brought them to Li Ling and said, "Change out quickly. They are damp and uncomfortable to wear."

Li Ling looked at her, but did not reach out to take the clothes.

Jingshu put down her clothes and undressed him.

He was able to lower his body to pick her up, which was a sign of goodwill to her. It was not easy for a person like Li Ling to do this. She is not a ungrateful person. If he wants to reconcile, she will not take advantage of Qiao again.

 You can't get used to men, but if you perform well, you still need to be coaxed by Tianzao so that you can be more honest in the future.

As soon as she took off her coat, Li Ling grabbed her waist and carried her to bed.

It only lasted two nights, but he was like a vicious wolf, greedily entangled with her in bed.

Ziyun and Bilu made **** tea and returned to the upper room. Seeing that the door to the inner room was closed, Ziyun heard another music playing inside, and made a silent gesture towards Bilu.

“Let’s prepare water.” Ziyun said.

 Biwei was young and did not stay outside at night. She looked confused: "What are you doing preparing water in broad daylight?"

Ziyun didn’t know how to explain this to the child.

“Oh, sister, listen, why does the young lady seem to be crying?” Bilu was surprised when she heard the movement inside.

Ziyun urged: "Don't worry about this, just come with me."

Bilu opened her eyes wide and looked at Ziyun in confusion: "Why do I hear that the young lady seems to be crying and begging for mercy from my uncle? It couldn't be that the young lady offended my uncle a few days ago, and my uncle shouldn't hit our young lady."

 The tips of Ziyun’s ears turned red.

“Sister, listen, the young lady seems to be crying very hard. How about we go in and try to persuade her.” Bilu was really worried that her delicate master would be bullied by the prince.

Ziyun didn't bother to talk to her any more and hurriedly pulled her out of the main room: "You don't need to prepare water, and you don't have to mess around here. Go and rest somewhere cool."

Jingshu was finally carried to the bathroom by Li Ling. After soaking in warm water for a while, she felt like she was alive again.

Her face was flushed, her almond-shaped eyes were moist, and her feather-like eyelashes were covered with tiny drops of water. She looked at Li Ling, who was also soaking in the tub, and said, "That's it for today, okay?"

 The tone was soft, with a hint of pleading.

　　Perhaps she had really worked hard just now. Seeing how tired she was, Li Ling nodded.

When she saw that he finally agreed, she smiled faintly at him, her tender little face glowing brightly.

 He leaned towards her again.

“Li Ling, how could you go back on your word?”

Jingshu cried even harder this time.

Note: There are many wives in Zhenguogongfu in the article. To distinguish them, each of them has their own surname.

Jingshu’s surname is Shen, so she is called Mrs. Shen.

Although women in ancient times took their husband's surname, in order to distinguish them among large families, they also used the woman's surname when addressing them.

 (End of this chapter)