Chapter 34: Thought about the ancestral hall

Mo Xiang blinked and expressed doubts about Ji Lingxue’s words. Her family master was now falling out of favor. Wang Chen didn’t wait to see her stay in her natal family. The younger sister robbed her of her husband and status. The master was instigated by his wife to think about the master’s ancestral hall. Who else will let them out at that time?
Ji Lingxue turned his head and glanced at the darkening sky outside, stretched out his fingers and began to count down, "Five...four...three...two...one..."
Only two dull voices came from the door, and the two guards guarding the ancestral hall closed their eyes and fell to the ground, not knowing what happened from beginning to end.
A long figure stood floating at the door, the green clothes was illuminated by the setting sun, and the youth's white face was dyed with vitality, "Hey, the sun is down, are you hungry?" Speaking evilly, holding the fragrant chicken legs and swaying , Enough to pull the value of hatred.
Mo Xiang twitched his mouth and asked Ji Lingxue with his eyes: Master, this is the one who has come to take us out, and the young master seems to be here for a joke.
Ji Lingxue smiled and said, "Of course I'm hungry. I'll treat you to dinner for the sake of helping me once." He pointed to the two guards who fainted at the door.
Ji Mingyang raised his head and patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, they won't be able to wake up in four hours!" When he fell asleep, he raised his feet and stepped on the heads of two unlucky ghosts who had fainted.
Mo Xiang twitched the corner of his mouth, and mourned for a second of silence for the two hapless guards.
The Wangshan Tower in the capital is overcrowded, not only because this building can enjoy the panoramic view of the capital, but also because there are many literati calligraphy in this building, which attracts many scholars and scholars.
Standing on a wall, Ji Lingxue looked at the handwriting of Long Feifengwu on it, and suddenly became interested, picked up the brush on the side, and the next moment the hand holding the pen was held by Ji Mingyang.
Ji Lingxue raised her head and raised her eyebrows to look at Ji Mingyang who also stared at her in front of her, "What's the matter?"
Ji Mingyang looked at Ji Lingxue with a look at the orangutan, and whispered, "What are you going to do?" If the crowd was recognized, it would be a joke.
Ji Lingxue said, "I see many people write on it, and I want to write too."
Ji Mingyang hurriedly pulled Ji Lingxue into the box, "You should eat well. As for the inscription on the wall, don't even think about it. I don't want to be embarrassed with you."
Ji Lingxue looked down at the brush in her hand, twitched at the corner of her mouth, and finally said nothing.
Mo Xiang honestly stood behind Ji Lingxue, making meals for her from time to time.
Ji Mingyang put down his chopsticks and said, "Sister, I think you are different from before?"
Ji Lingxue raised her eyebrows, "Really?"
Ji Mingyang said: "Did you deliberately hide yourself before? Madam treated you to you today, what are you going to do? You really don't know what Chen Wangfu is."
Ji Lingxue put down his chopsticks, and gracefully picked up the handkerchief Mo Xiang handed over and wiped his mouth: "The good show is yet to come."
Ji Yuqing is not kind to her first, and it is not her style to sit and wait for death. These accounts must always be calculated.
Ji Lingxue said, "Since you are back, did you go to see your biological mother?"
Ji Mingyang lowered his head, his eyes a little sad, "I have been, my mother, she still does rough work like a rough maid, and my father probably forgot about her..." The words fell, and the hands on the table couldn't help but clenched. fist.
Ji Lingxue said: "I think the backyard of Ji Mansion is too deserted, how can the Feng family be alone?"
Hearing this, Ji Mingyang raised his head and looked at Ji Lingxue, "What can you do?" As long as he can regain his biological mother's favor, he will recognize her as an older sister and protect her for life.