When Madam Ling mentioned Ling Xiao, her face was filled with pride.
This was the first time in hundreds of years that the Marquis' Mansion had a military commander, so he should be the center of attention. Ling Xiao had always been the person Ling Qingwan admired the most.
"That's right." Ling Feng responded, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.
“Among all the young masters in the Marquis’ Mansion, Xiao’er is the most capable. If the emperor treats him badly, his grandfather will not agree.” Old Madam Ling is very confident in Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao can dominate the battlefield, so why should he be afraid of not being able to make a name for himself in the court
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When the servant was adding tea to Ling Qingwan's cup, he accidentally spilled it. Not a drop of the scalding hot tea spilled onto Ling Qingwan's legs, causing her to scream in pain.
"What are you doing!" Ling Xiao stood up, walked quickly forward and pushed the servant to the ground, then supported Ling Qingwan.
"It was my negligence. Please don't blame me, Master and Madam!" The servant trembled and immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
Ling Xiao didn't care at all, the only thing in his eyes was Ling Qingwan's safety.
"Call the doctor quickly!" Ling Shen ordered the maid.
"No, no." Ling Qingwan hurriedly stopped Ling Shenshi and waved her hand to shake off the remaining tea stains on her clothes. "It's just a burn, nothing serious, no need to see a doctor."
Those who were close to Ling Qingwan all stood up, and those who were far away also leaned over to look in Ling Qingwan's direction.
The doctor doesn't need to see him, but he still has to change his clothes. Ling Xiao helped Ling Qingwan turn around and saw that the servant was still kneeling on the ground. Ling Xiao kicked him and kicked him two or three meters away.
"You are such a blind man. If anything happens to Wanwan, I will never forgive you." Ling Xiao rebuked sternly.
The servant lowered his head and couldn't help but admit his mistake to Ling Xiao.
Ling Qingwan glanced at the servant from the corner of her eye and clearly saw him look at Ling Xiao cautiously, with a deep meaning flashing in his eyes.
It seemed that she couldn't hold back her temper after hearing everyone praising Ling Xiao. Ling Qingwan snorted calmly.
"My second sister is a girl after all, so I have to avoid suspicion when it comes to changing clothes." Ling Chuchu left the table and walked over to the two of them. "If you don't mind, I'll take my second sister to the backyard to take care of it."
Ling Xiao paused after hearing this. He was only concerned about Ling Qingwan's safety, so why didn't he think of this? He slapped his head and took a half step back. Ling Chuchu squeezed past Ling Xiao's position and took Ling Qingwan's arm in a familiar manner.
Ling Qingwan suppressed her inner disgust, calmly left the hall and went to the backyard.
The mansion was very large, and the two walked for a while before passing the back garden.
In early spring, all these flowers and plants will be in full bloom. At that time, the back garden will be full of spring colors, and the sight of a sea of colorful flowers will be overwhelming. Ling Qingwan looked around, and the courtyard pavilions and dead tree branches were all covered with a layer of white snow.
Fortunately, Tokyo City is not like Mobei. Although it is cold, it is not that severe.
"There are many people in the Marquis' Mansion, and there are countless rules and etiquette to follow every day. The Seventh Prince will return to the capital in a few days, and my eldest brother will be busy too. If there is anything you don't understand or if you are not satisfied with it in the mansion, you can tell me." Ling Chuchu took the initiative to show goodwill to Ling Qingwan.
It was not her fault that she had misjudged him in her previous life. Ling Chuchu was so easy-going and spoke so sincerely that no one could see any flaws. Ling Qingwan nodded slightly.
"I have just arrived at the Marquis' Mansion, and there are indeed many things I don't know. I hope you will bear with me in the future." Ling Qingwan was neither humble nor arrogant, and tacitly agreed to be on good terms with Ling Chuchu.
"My name is Chuchu. Logically, you should call me sister. But in private, we can just call each other by our names." Ling Chuchu said gently.
"Qingwan." Ling Qingwan replied indifferently.
The two of them unknowingly came to Ling Qingwan's bedroom. The room had been cleaned up in advance by Ling Shen's people, and all the household items for her daughter were prepared.
With her delicate hands, Ling Qingwan picked out the clothes in the sandalwood cabinet and put on the plainest one.
After dinner, Ling Shen took Ling Qingwan to chat about daily life for half an hour before reluctantly letting Ling Qingwan go back to her room to rest.
It was already dark, and the moonlight was shining brightly, shining through the cracks in the window and falling on Ling Qingwan.
Ling Qingwan was sitting in front of the dressing table, staring blankly at herself in the mirror.
Even now, Ling Qingwan was still a little dazed and couldn't believe that she had really come back to life and returned to the Marquis' Mansion, the first time she had returned to her ancestral home.
They were all still alive, and the Marquis's mansion was still as prosperous and prestigious as before.
“Boom boom boom.”
Ling Qingwan was absorbed in her thoughts when she heard a knock on the door.
"Come in." Ling Qingwan didn't even turn her head.
Qiao'er walked in, followed by four or five maids. They were dressed in lotus-root powder cotton and linen clothes, stood in a row with expressionless faces beside Qiao'er.
"Miss, it's getting late. Let us help you take a bath and wash up." Qiao'er said to Ling Qingwan.
Afterwards, one of the maids stepped forward and took off the hair ornaments on Ling Qingwan's head. The other maids were carrying water and preparing a change of clothes for Ling Qingwan, doing their work in an orderly manner.
Qiao'er waited on the side, awaiting Ling Qingwan's instructions.
The water in the tub was steaming hot and wet, making one feel limp all over. Ling Qingwan stretched out her feet and tiptoed on the water.
"Who released this water?" She turned around and glanced at the maids in front of her.
"To answer the young lady, it is this servant." A maid stepped forward and answered.
"How am I supposed to wash it after it's been permed like this?" Ling Qingwan's tone was stern, with a strong hint of reprimand.
"I usually prepare the water like this, and the ladies in other rooms never felt it was too hot." The maid frowned and muttered something, looking quite unconvinced.
"They are them, and I am me." Ling Qingwan immediately retorted to the maid, not giving her any face at all. "Change the bucket of water."
“But…” The maid was unwilling and raised her eyes to argue with Ling Qingwan.
"What are you talking about? The eldest lady told you to change, so you change. Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Qiao'er scolded angrily, urging the maid to move faster.
The maid had no choice but to change the water in the bathtub again.
Ling Qingwan crossed her arms and watched the maidservants carry water back and forth.
In her previous life, she was timid and loved by her wife and brother, but even the older servants in the mansion dared to bully her. In her new life, Ling Qingwan would never let herself be wronged again.
By the time Ling Qingwan finished her bath, an incense stick of time had passed.
Rose petals floated on the milky white warm water. Ling Qingwan raised one hand and gently brushed the water across her neck, collarbone and wrist.
Her skin is as white as cream, her body is fragrant, and the room is filled with a hazy spring atmosphere.
"I didn't expect that the Seventh Prince also has a hobby of stepping on flowers." Ling Qingwan spoke suddenly.
The man outside the window was surprised, with a sharp look in his eyes. Then, the window opened, and a crow-black figure tumbled in.
Ling Qingwan moved even faster. She reached out and grabbed the clothes, and before she had time to wipe them, she stood up and wrapped herself tightly.