Chapter 77: Travel

At the beginning of June, the weather was fine, the breeze was slow and the sun was shining. Read novels to the net
Dressed up to wear a new Ling Jing, like a spring hibiscus, with a sweet smile on his face, especially delicate and pretty.
In contrast, Jiang's will be much lower-key. Wearing a good rule is not eye-catching.
Before she left the cabinet, she was also famous for her talents. Every time you go out to be a guest or travel, you must dress up and dress up. After marrying a woman, the heart of this stern is getting weaker.
When Ling Jingyu appeared in front of him, Ling Jingwei and Jiang were both surprised.
Ling Jing嫣 blurted out and said: "Auntie, how do you go out without wearing a new dress?"
It’s hard to get a door, and even a few donkeys are wearing new clothes. Ling Jingwei is wearing an azure-colored Luo skirt to go out... This dress, Ling Jing, at least see Ling Jing 姝 through two times.
not only that!
Ling Jing's face was not applied to the fat powder, and the long hair combed the simplest hair style. Even the flower was not worn, let alone Zhu Xi jewelry.
Simple and plain, almost shabby.
Ling Jingyi smiled in disapproval: "To go out today is to go back to Chuntang, not to go to any party, but not to go to any house to go to the door, it is no problem to wear it."
"You are too simple!" Ling Jing muttered: "Even the beggars around me are more careful than what you wear. If you go out, if you meet an acquaintance, I can show you that you are my cousin."
Jiang is more careful than Ling Jing, and he is tempted to ask: "Auntie, are you worried about the choice of wearing, will attract the attention of the monks?"
Ling Jing laughs and says nothing, it is the default.
Once bitten, twice shy! Last time, if you didn't show your face in front of the gangsters. How can the gangster stare at her?
It’s so simple and simple to wear, and wearing a skull cap to cover your face will never be noticeable again!
Ling Jingwei is still trying to convince Ling Jing to go back to the house to change the new clothes and go out again: "...the sky is still early, you have to change the new clothes and go out yet. You don't have to worry about any other gangsters, Luoyang City is the emperor. At the foot, it’s very peaceful..."
Ling Jing’s face was full, and Zheng Jing said to Ling Jingwei:
Sister Tang. Actually, I am doing this for you. Why don’t you understand my pains?

Ling Jing stunned and listened: "For me?"
Ling Jing姝 did not wear new clothes and did not dress up. How does she relate to her?
"Yeah, it is for you." Ling Jing said with a serious look: "If I put on new clothes and then carefully dress up, everyone will stare at me. I don't care if you are nobody."
Ling Jingwei: "..."
Jiang slammed and laughed.
Ling Xiao also couldn't help but raise his lips.
Ling Jing’s teeth and teeth rushed over and said:
Well, you turned a corner and disliked me. You didn’t look good! Don’t hide, I’m going to kill you now!

......
After the laughter, Ling Jingzhen still did not change the new clothes. Just got on the carriage.
Ling Jingying sat in the position of the car window, carefully paying attention to the street outside the window through the fine bamboo curtain.
Jiang’s sitting diagonally opposite. From her point of view, just to see the quiet side of the face.
White and delicate skin, like the finest sheep fat jade, soft and smooth. Concentrated and appropriate eyebrows. Long eyelashes, slightly curled nose, blushing lips. A small, graceful chin...
Nowhere is not beautiful.
The water is hibiscus, and it is naturally carved.
This kind of beauty. What is the meticulously carved and mechanized powder?
Jiang’s heart sighed in secret.
Women are willing to be born with their own beauty, but they are so beautiful that they are so happy, but they are not necessarily a blessing. If it is a coveted person, I don’t know if Lingjia can protect this peerless pearl.
It’s no wonder that you’re not willing to dress up, and you’re so out of the door.
Ling Jingzhen seems to be aware that Jiang has been watching himself, laughing at Jiang’s: "Tang Hao, how have you been watching me?"
Jiang’s half-truth smiled and said:
I’m thinking, I don’t know who will be blessed in the future, and will return your beauty like this. You will definitely see you as a treasure, and care for you.

Ling Jing blinked a trace of complexity and embarrassment, and pulled the lips and corners: "The feelings of relying on the beauty of the color, after all, not long. The beautiful face, there is also a day of old age. At that time, it is not alive. More bleak."
The tone is light but cool, as if it is not about yourself, but an irrelevant person.
A glimpse of Chiang’s listening, subconsciously retorted:
If you think so, it’s a bit extreme. There are thin men in the world who are greedy and faint and love, but also good men who are serious and unrelenting. A scorpion knocked over a boatman."
Ling Jingwei smiled a little: "What Tang said is. The cousin is a good man who is empathetic and loyal. Tang can marry a cousin, and he is a good luck."
When he mentioned Ling Xiao, Jiang’s cheeks were red and red, and his eyes flashed with happiness.
In addition to the anxiety that she could not be pregnant, her life is almost no regrets.
Ling Jingyu, who has always had a lot of words, after he got on the carriage, he was unsteady and silent, his eyes drifting, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.
After hearing Ling Jing’s words, Ling Jing suddenly said,
Auntie, if you have a person you like in your heart. It’s impossible to marry you as a wife, would you be willing to marry him as a dim room?

Ling Jing’s heart was moving.
Ling Jing is clearly aware of it. The "like person" in her mouth must be Yan Wang.
Yan Wang is the son of Emperor Xu and the most favored young son of the emperor. Among the princes, the limelight is the most powerful, and even more so than the Prince who was quietly raised in the East Palace.
Yan Wang is fifteen years old and has not yet married.
However, the Qianjin official of the district is obviously not qualified to be a prince.
The emperor's side can enter the royal family genealogy, and it can be regarded as a serious royal daughter-in-law. Also qualified to raise children in person. Identity is only under the prince. However, in essence, it is a higher-ranking diverticulum.
Ling Jing's obsession with Yan Wang, the past life has not finished well. If this world can dispel the silence earlier, it is also a good thing for her...
"Do not."
"I don't want to plead for the whole feelings! Don't share your husband with other women! The man who really loves me, I must not be reluctant to grieve me!"
Ling Jing is sure to look at Ling Jingwei, the words are simple and powerful and resolute: "If I really like a person, regardless of his status, I will treat him consistently. He must treat me like this, this life, this life, only I am one, wholeheartedly to me. Otherwise, I would rather not!"
... (to be continued.)