"This..." Mrs. Rong showed hesitation.
Dongfang Jing then continued, "If you don't want to, I can only go and take refuge with my second mother. My father always dotes on my second mother. Once my aunt loses power, my father will live in the second mother's room every night. In the future, if the second mother If it grows bigger, then the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Duke's Mansion of the Fuguo will never see each other again! Concubine Rong will always grow old and look bad, how many years can the Duke's Mansion of the Fuguo be prosperous?"
As soon as Dongfang Jing said this, Mrs. Rong couldn't help but look at her with admiration.
"Just do as you want!" Old Madam Rong's eyes turned hard, "I will send someone over there, try my best to do it neatly, and save Yue'e's pain! She is so immortal, I am afraid it will be uncomfortable In that case, let's help her!"
Dongfang Jing smiled, "It's fun to talk to the old lady, unlike the old lady, who makes people feel very strenuous every time."
After finishing speaking, she took a step back, bowed to the old matriarch Rong, and said, "Old matriarch, if there is nothing else, Wan Yun will leave first."
"Okay, go slowly." Mrs. Rong smiled and watched her leave.
Before a cup of tea, Rong Yin had already come to the backyard in a wheelchair. Seeing that the door of Mrs. Rong's elegant house was closed, she couldn't help frowning.
Yi Nanfang pushed the wheelchair, pointed to Jin Qiu who was standing outside the door, and said, "Master, is this maid the one we met at the door just now?"
Rong Yin raised his eyes, glanced quietly, pursed his lips and said, "Exactly."
He narrowed his eyes, lost in thought. It seems that the girl's ability is not small, not only broke into the gate of Fuguo Duke's mansion, but even the grandmother took special care of her, and even dismissed all the slaves, just to have a word with her alone.
"Eldest young master, why don't you go down and call the door?" Yi Nan said, "The old lady always loves you, so she will definitely open the door."
Rong Yin shook his head, held the peach blossom cake in his hand, and said calmly, "It's okay, let's just wait under this nanmu."
After a while, Dongfang Jing pushed the door and left with Jinqiu. She stared forward the whole time, and did not see the man under the nanmu on one side at all.
Rong Yin is one of the most beautiful men in the capital. Even with a pair of stumps, countless girls are crazy about him. Every time they see him from a distance, they will scream, but this time...
Yi Nanfang couldn't help but tsk-tsk out, "Master, what kind of eyes does that girl have that she didn't see you?"
"What's so strange about this?" Rong Yin laughed at himself, "I'm sitting on a wheelchair, and I'm already shorter than ordinary people, so it's reasonable for her not to be able to see!"
"Young Master!" Yi Nanfang couldn't help frowning after hearing what he said. His young master is always like this, especially minding his stumped limbs...
"Let's go, grandma should be in a hurry." Rong Yin ignored him, but exerted a slight force in his palm, and pushed the wheelchair towards the direction of Yafengju.
"Is Yin'er here?" Old Madam Rong put away the resentment on his face and replaced it with kindness.
Rong Yin handed the peach blossom cake to Yi Nanfang, and asked Yi Nanfang to deliver it to the old matriarch, and then said, "Grandma, Yin'er went to Xia Shangshu's mansion today to do business, and when he came back, he passed the market and happened to see Guixiang Pavilion, remembering grandma loves to eat peach blossom cakes, so I bought some back—”
"Yin'er has a heart." The old lady Rong looked satisfied, "Although your legs and feet are inconvenient, you are much more filial than your second brother!"
Rong Yin smiled and said nothing.
The old matriarch Rong took a bite of peach blossom cakes, then suddenly remembered something, and said coldly, "Yin'er, grandma has something to do, I'm afraid I want to ask you to do it—"
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