The Concubine’s Daughter Comes Around

the other side.

"Prince Kai, the gift is ready." The **** held a tray covered with a red curtain in both hands.

Wu Jiming opened the corner of the red curtain, glanced at the contents inside, waved his hand to let it out, and got on the carriage.

"Call ..." The carriage stopped steadily at the government house.

As soon as Wu Jiming woke up to the carriage, he saw Dong Feixue kneeling in front of the county main house. It was unknown, "Fei Xue, what are you?"

"His Royal Highness, I ..." Dong Feixue knew that Wu Jitian had arrived at the prompt of the girl-in-law. At this moment, when he saw him questioning, he made a tear like Xizi, and turned his head silently without saying a few words.

Wiping silently, his shoulders trembled slightly.

"Back to His Royal Highness, my lady accidentally offended Lingyue County Lord, and she was punished by my countywoman to kneel here until sunset.

How can you suffer this kind of pity, please be pity for my lady, and please intercede with Lord Lingyue County for her. Dong Feixue went to her knees before Wu Jiming with tears.

Wu Jiming looked at Dong Feixue, who was shaking her head and shoulders, and felt pity.

At this time, Dong Ling, who was informed by Wu Jiming's arrival, came to the door to welcome people, "His Royal Highness, please inside."

"Ling Yue, Miss Dong can't kneel for so long as a weak woman, and it's unintentional to offend you. I wonder if you can forgive her in my face?" Wu Jiming stepped forward

Before Dong Ling, he smiled politely.

Dong Feixue raised her head halfway, her eyes glowing with water, she said generously: "His Royal Highness, please don't make your sister embarrassed. I am sensible and offended my sister. This punishment is what I should

Accepted. "

"Fei Xue, what's this?" Wu Jiming felt even more pity. He walked to Dong Feixue and wanted to help her, at the same time he said to Dong Ling: "You are the same sisters, why bother?

So true. "

"Oh! What a sister!" Dong Ling chuckled, and disdainful eyes hit Wu Jiming.

This remark made Dong Feixue, who had planned to stand up along Wu Jiming's strength, freeze and froze there.

"His Royal Highness, do you know how she offended me?" Dong Ling looked at Dong Feixue with a smile, "She, but she wants to speak well to me in the public and think that I don't

You should show up here, and do something to me. Do you say I should forgive her? His Royal Highness. "

Wu Ji obviously did not expect that Dong Ling would ignore his face and was embarrassed for a while.

"Furthermore, I am also the emperor's close kin. Isn't she dissatisfied with the emperor?"

At this point, Dong Ling laughed again and said, "Yes, my sister really looks pitiful. Don't kneel, get up. I hope my sister can wipe it clean later

Eyes, know who can offend, and who can't offend, otherwise there is no such good luck this time. "

Hearing that Wu Jiming's complexion was better, "Ha ha, is Ling Yue right?"

"Thank you, sister, there are a lot of adults, don't care about Fei Xue."

Seeing Wu Jiming's attitude, Dong Feixue gritted her teeth, but still had to show a sincere thanks, but she was holding her handkerchief on the dark side, her knuckles were white.

Dong Ling ignored Dong Feixue at all, and she turned to Wu Jiming and said, "His Royal Highness, please go inside."

Wu Jiming waved behind him, striding into the county's main house, Dong Feixue quickly followed his steps, seemingly afraid that Dong Ling would prevent her from entering.

After noticing this, Dong Ling rolled her eyes secretly. The **** of the Prince's House offered the present, and she let her followers pick it up and followed into the county main house.

"His Royal Highness."

As soon as she entered the side room, Dong Ling saw those noble families who came to congratulate her. Most of the sons and noble guests gathered around Wu Jiming and waited until they were almost embarrassed. Dong

Ling Cai came to the crowd, "Thank you all for coming to congratulate me today, I set up a banquet in the garden, and please everyone to move."

Everyone had come to have a good relationship with Dong Ling, and there was nothing wrong at this moment.

In the garden, there is no need to wait for Dong Ling to arrange a position. Everyone has chosen the position according to the high and low levels. Dong Feixue took a seat next to Wu Jiming. Everyone saw that Wu Jiming did not.

No opinion was revealed.

"His Royal Highness, this looks good, do you taste it?" Dong Feixue deliberately clothed dishes for Wu Jiming in front of the public.

"It tastes good." Wu Jiming praised after he tasted it, and smiled at Dong Feixue, "Don't patronize this palace, you eat too."

Dong Feixue smiled sweetly and shook her head slightly: "Thank you for asking Xue Fei below the palace. Feixue is grateful to serve Her Royal Highness."

Wu Jiming squinted at Dong Feixue with a smirk in his mouth. "It's just a matter of raising a hand. The sun outside is so big. This palace can't bear to see such a beautiful woman suffering outside."

"Your Highness, you are very kind to me." Dong Feixue was fascinated by Wu Jieming, and she blushed, her face slightly lowered toward him.

The shyness of the beauty is the most touching. Looking at Dong Fei's face as a peach flower, her tenderness is like water, but Wu Jiming remembered Dong Ling's refutation of the minister's British spirit in the hall.

Thinking that he couldn't help looking up at Dong Ling, she found that she didn't pay attention to him at all. She was just talking to the people around her, and her heart suddenly became dissatisfied.

Who else was more important at the party than him?

"Your Highness, try this." Dong Feixue saw Wu Jiming frowning at Dong Ling, and she took his gaze back again, and was very proud to see him smile at her.

An hour later, the banquet went away and everyone left.

"His Royal Highness." Dong Feixue saw that Wu Jiming had been standing still, and had an idea in her heart, and was about to ask euphemistically.

Wu Jiming bluntly said: "Fei Xue, I still have something, you should go back to Dong Fu first."

Dong Feixue froze, and reluctantly answered, got up and left.

After half a quarter of an hour, Dong Ling, who had taken away the others, came to Wu Jiming, "His Royal Highness, is there anything else?"

"There is something important." Wu Jiming nodded and waved his hand to make his subordinates back a distance.

Dong Lingning stared at him, waiting for him.

"Most of the noble ladies in this capital are meek and feminine. You are the only one who combines the masculinity and femininity of a woman. It is unique and better than all the ladies you have seen in this palace.

, Even better than some men, and since you appeared in Beijing, this palace feels that life has different ups and downs. Wu Jiming laughed, showing admiration for Dong Ling in his tone

No doubt.

Dong Feixue, hiding in the rock, has a scary complexion. Why is the prince feeling good about the dead bitch? It is her who is familiar with the prince.

The nails are still unknown in their flesh.