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    Chapter 78

    The British government divided the East Garden and the West Garden.  The British father lived in the east garden, and Mrs. Wei and Zhao Mingzhu lived in the west garden.  Yining's new courtyard is arranged in the east courtyard, right next to Wei Ling's courtyard.  There is a tall rockery at the back and a courtyard with three entrances.  The yard is large and spacious, with tall ginkgo trees planted on both sides of the bluestone brick road, and connected by hand verandas on the four sides.  The scenery is pleasant, warm in winter and cool in summer.

    Wei Ling had already arranged for the maid to serve her, and called her to kneel down and salute.

    Yining took a look and saw that there were two big girls, and more than ten other inferior girls. The total number of the little girls who had just grown their hair and the mothers-in-law who were waiting for them totaled more than thirty people.

    How could she use so many people to serve her!

    Seeing the crowd of people kneeling in the hall, she thought to herself.

    The furnishings in the house are worth thousands of dollars, and it can be seen that there are many valuable things.  While Yi Ning was watching, Zhao Mingzhu walked up to Yi Ning and said with a faint smile: "Sister Yi Ning came late, I don't know. This part of the house has the best scenery. Brother Ting lives first. Because my sister wants to  Come, my old brother moved to the yard next to me and let my sister live."

    Brother Ting?  It must be my younger brother who is only five years old.

    Yi Ning remembered that she had not seen any children just now.

    Wei Ling said: "You haven't met your brother yet. He is only five years old and he is at his most naughty. I was afraid that he would disturb your grandmother's cultivation, so she stayed with me in the East Garden." As he said this, Wei Ling ordered those around him  The steward said, "go and call the Crown Prince."

    After a while, Yi Ning saw a child running in first, followed by a large group of girls and women.  The child was wearing a silk coat and a gold collar around his neck, which seemed to be the same style as Zhao Mingzhu's neck.  He ran very fast, and a tall and fair woman chased him behind him: "My young prince, don't run in a hurry, be careful if the threshold stumbles on you"

    Actually, Wei Ling didn¡¯t marry a wife, but it wasn¡¯t entirely because of Gu Minglan.  Although he had feelings for Gu Minglan, they had faded away after so many years.  In fact, he was away fighting all year round and had no time to take care of his family or marry a wife or have concubines.  Therefore, only a boy born to Tongfang will inherit the British Duke's title in the future.  So he was given the title of Crown Prince as soon as he was born. Everyone in the mansion was afraid of bumping into him. He was very valuable.

    The child stood still, and Yi Ning found that he looked like a smaller version of Wei Ling, only more youthful, with long and thick eyelashes.  He looked at Yi Ning and asked, "Are you the sister they said?"

    Wei Ling was already unhappy to see him running rampant, and his face became even darker when he heard Brother Ting speak like this.  He was away from home all year round, and after Ting Ge's son was born, he lost his biological mother, so he was always taken care of by a wet nurse and the old lady also took care of him.  On the contrary, the people in the mansion doted on him.  It's neither light nor heavy.

    Yi Ning looked at the child's clean face, nodded to him and said with a smile, "I am, so are you Brother Ting?"

    Brother Ting curled his lips, feeling that this sister was very strange.  He was still more familiar with Zhao Mingzhu next to him.  He ran towards Zhao Mingzhu, took her hand and said, "Sister Mingzhu, my girl made me a snowman. It's in the yard outside. I'll take you to see it! It's really nice."

    Standing together, the two look more like siblings, wearing the same gold necklace.  Ting Geer has only been around Zhao Mingzhu since he was a child, so he is naturally close to this only Mingzhu sister.  Zhao Mingzhu has been in the British government for more than ten years, which is naturally unmatched by Yining.

    Mingzhu touched his head and said, "Brother Ting, your sister is talking to you, why don't you answer?"

    Brother Ting held Zhao Mingzhu's hand and looked at Yi Ning with a strange look: "She is not my sister, I don't have a sister."

    "Brother Ting, who taught you to talk like this!" Wei Ling's tone was no longer good.  Looking at him like that, I really wanted to grab Brother Ting and beat him up.

    Yi Ning knew in her heart that it was not easy for a child to suddenly accept that she had an extra sibling.  They are still very wary of strangers.  She stood beside Wei Ling and said nothing. No matter what she said, it would not be good.

    Brother Ting became even more unhappy after hearing what Wei Ling said, and his voice became louder: "You picked her up from outside, I don't have a sister!"

    Wei Ling's face was gloomy and he said coldly: "If you talk like this again, you will kneel down in the ancestral hall. Yi Ning is your biological sister."

    He originally wanted to see the two siblings loving each other, but when he saw his son pulling Zhao Mingzhu, he spoke coldly to Yi Ning.  He just felt uncomfortable.

    Brother Ting was stubborn for a moment, and the girl behind him felt distressed. No one dared to say a harsh word to the young prince at home.  Still under the intimidation from Wei Ling's eyes, Brother Ting reluctantly shoutedp; The eyes of the ladies present lit up a little, and they looked at Zhao Mingzhu with even more envy.

    They had already heard the news and knew that the old lady wanted to betroth Zhao Mingzhu to Cheng Lang. This was simply the envy of others.

    Yining was talking to her eldest sister in a low voice when she saw a man coming in through the curtain.  He put his hands behind his back, smiled as warmly as jade, and was handsome and elegant.  Wearing a light blue muslin straight skirt, such a figure gives people a radiant feeling when he walks in. He is really like a dragon or a phoenix among people.  Yi Ning has never seen a man prettier than Cheng Lang in these two lives. There seems to be an indescribable affection between his eyebrows. Anyone who looks at it will feel that he is affectionate for her, but he clearly has affection for others.  Everyone is like this.

    Even if Zhao Mingzhu doesn't like Cheng Lang, anyone who is involved with such a character will unconsciously feel superior.

    Especially since Luo Yining is present today.  Everyone else likes Cheng Lang, so she will too, right?

    Zhao Mingzhu raised her head and said more enthusiastically than usual: "Cousin, why are you free to come here today!"

    Cheng Lang smiled and said: "My uncle invited me over and said that my cousin has been found. I happen to have nothing to do today, so I came over to take a look."

    After hearing this, Mrs. Wei stood up and asked Yining: "That's her. Do you think she looks like your uncle?"

    Old Mrs. Wei patted Yi Ning's hand again and said to her: "He is Cheng Lang, the young Tanhua in the past few years. You must have heard of him, right? Now he is a doctor in the Ministry of official affairs. I heard about his reputation  It¡¯s very loud.¡±

    Yi Ning felt that Cheng Lang seemed to be looking at her.  She raised her head and saw the slight smile on Cheng Lang's lips.

    She suddenly remembered the first time she saw Cheng Lang, when he was young and timid, standing in a crowded hall.  No one looked after him, no one even asked him a word.

    Seeing how pitiful the child was, she asked someone to bring him over and treat him to sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

    The little child and this handsome young man gradually overlapped, and it was hard to tell how many complicated emotions were involved.  She smiled and said softly: "Cousin Cheng Lang."

    Cheng Lang nodded politely to her.  His probing eyes swept across her body, and there seemed to be nothing special about her. He withdrew his gaze and smiled at Old Mrs. Wei: "It does look a bit similar. You are doing well now. You have two granddaughters."

    Although I know that I am no longer the person I was in my previous life.  But in front of these scheming people, Yi Ning still felt that she couldn't avoid them all the time.

    Mrs. Wei had a good impression of Yi Ning, but she looked at Zhao Mingzhu, whose face was slightly red.  Hu'er laughed again and said, "I don't know where Brother Ting ran away just now. You can accompany Mingzhu to look for him. This child is playing too wildly. I'm afraid he won't know when the time comes to come back."

    Soon the ancestral hall will be opened to record the family tree.

    The ladies in the room couldn't help but look at Zhao Mingzhu.

    This made her feel even more eye-catching.  What everyone wanted, her grandmother gave it to her so easily.

    Zhao Mingzhu stood up slowly. She saw Cheng Lang standing beside Mrs. Wei, looking at her with a smile.  His gaze fixed on hers gave her the impression that he was a very affectionate man.  At this moment, she actually liked Cheng Lang a little more. He was really a handsome and outstanding man.

    He said politely: "Of course I should accompany my cousin Mingzhu." Yinyan walked to the door and waited for her.

    Zhao Mingzhu and Cheng Lang went out together.  The ladies in the room were inevitably a little discouraged and not as energetic as before.

    Mrs. Wei was relieved to see that the two were in harmony.  She has raised Mingzhu for so many years and really hopes that she will live well.  If she could marry Cheng Lang, she wouldn't have to work hard for the rest of her life.  She turned her face slightly and saw Yi Ning's eyes wandering, not knowing what she was thinking.

    "We are going to the ancestral hall soon, are you nervous?" Old Mrs. Wei asked her.

    Yi Ning shook her head. She just suddenly realized what kind of environment she was in. There was really no way she could avoid it.

    Mrs. Wei asked the women to go out and walk in the yard first to relax.  Pearl stood up with Yining. Yining had not walked through Jing'an Residence yet. She walked along the corridor to the backyard. The courtyard here is deep and the scenery is particularly unique.  She saw that under the railing was a sparkling lake, with a pavilion in the middle, and the snow on the pavilion slowly melted under the sun.  Pearl said from the side: "I'll bring you a porridge. You sit here and watch it. You'll have to stand for a while."

    Yining nodded after regaining consciousness.

    Within a moment, she heard footsteps behind her.

    "You brought it here so quickly?" Yi Ning asked without looking back.

    Someone walked up behind her scornfully and said in a warm voice: "What did you bring?"

    Yi Ning was shocked, the warm breath was almost hitting her ears.  She suddenly turned around and saw Cheng Lang standing tall and tall behind her, very close to her.

    His eyes are as deep as a lake.  There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he sighed softly and in a low tone: "We haven't seen you for many years, but Yi Ning doesn't recognize me anymore?"

    Yining is a little confused. What does Cheng Lang mean?

    It just so happens that he is very good-looking, so when he talks to others at such a close distance, he becomes ambiguous for no reason.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)sp;Yining was shocked, the warm breath was almost hitting her ears.  She suddenly turned around and saw Cheng Lang standing tall and tall behind her, very close to her.

    His eyes are as deep as a lake.  There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he sighed softly and in a low tone: "We haven't seen you for many years, but Yi Ning doesn't recognize me anymore?"

    Yining is a little confused. What does Cheng Lang mean?

    It just so happens that he is very good-looking, so when he talks to others at such a close distance, he becomes ambiguous for no reason.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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