Wang Qiluo left Lu Lingjun with a smile.
Dinner was soon here.Lu Lingjun went to Ningxinyuan to have dinner with everyone, and unexpectedly found that in addition to Qiu Ling, there was also Xing Dairong at the table today.
During this period, Qiu Ling would be called to dine together from time to time, which was not uncommon.
But Xing Dairong was also standing here, which was so strange.
Xing Dairong stood aside, serving food to the old Marquis Qin as his concubine. The old Marquis showed no expression towards her. Perhaps Qin had said something nice to him, but he accepted the fact that she was here.
Lu Lingjun's eyes lit up. Xing Dairong was really good at coaxing people.
Qiu Ling sat aside, but she looked uncomfortable, obviously not used to Xing Dairong being there.
Lu Lingjun said nothing else and sat down warmly.
After a while, Cheng Yunshuo came back from his work.
It is snowing heavily outside and the temperature is low. Cheng Yunshuo goes to work every day and is very motivated.
At first, Qin felt sorry for her son and wanted to ask him not to go for a while. After all, it was an undemanding job, and his promotion to a higher level would be enough to make the family happy. However, the old marquis disagreed.
The Cheng family started out in the frontier outside the Great Wall. Several generations of the family fought their way up from young generals outside the Great Wall, and finally Cheng Yunshuo's grandfather was granted a title and sent to the capital. If the Cheng family had not had so few descendants, all of these descendants would have been sent to the frontier for training.
Seeing that Cheng Yunshuo was eager to work, the old marquis could not let Qin feel sorry for her son and asked Cheng Yunshuo to do things as much as possible.
"Father, Mother, I..." Cheng Yunshuo came into the house and paid his respects to the two elders. He had just finished speaking when he saw Xing Dairong standing in the room.
Xing Dairong saw him coming back and walked up to him with a smile, "The prince is back."
She took off Cheng Yunshuo's coat affectionately and familiarly. They hadn't seen each other for more than a month. When her hand just touched Cheng Yunshuo, he subconsciously avoided it.
"Why are you here?"
Xing Dairong stood there without saying a word, looking at Cheng Yunshuo with watery eyes.
"I asked Aunt Xing to stay for dinner." Qin's voice came, and she answered on behalf of Xing Dairong.
The two were still standing by the door, and Xing Dairong continued to reach out to take off his coat. This time, Cheng Yunshuo did not dodge and let her take off his coat.
It was hard to describe the expression on Cheng Yunshuo's face. It seemed a bit perfunctory, a bit impatient, he was just dealing with it, reluctantly. He didn't want to look, didn't want to look.
There is a vague feeling of an old couple who have grown tired of each other for more than ten years, have no feelings for each other anymore, but are forced to live in the same room and just deal with things.
But Xing Dairong didn't treat him like that.
At least not in appearance.
Xing Dairong had an intimate and flattering smile on his face, and followed Cheng Yunshuo all the way to the table, "My Lord, you must be tired after being out all day today. I specially made a dish for dinner, you can try it later."
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Daily life of the mistress
Historical FictionAuthor: Zhou Dabai Introduction: [A girl from an aristocratic family tears off a girl who travels through time + rebirth + the daily life of an antique and leisurely mistress] Lu Lingjun and his younger sister Lu Hanyi were both reborn. In her previ...