When Ye Ling returned from the palace during the day, he fell asleep. In the middle of the night, he woke up.

Ye Ling turned her head and saw Xue Qing lying on the table without moving. She was a little thirsty and planned to get up and find some water to drink.

While sitting up, a white thing in front of her eyes fell down slowly. Ye Ling looked closely and was scared to death! It was half a piece of paper money she had been sandwiched in the book during the day, pressed under the pillow, and warded off evil spirits!

Ye Ling flipped open the pillow and saw that there was no trace of the piano score? For a moment, she even suspected that her own memory was confused!

When she turned around and saw the window open and the cold wind blew in, Ye Ling's expression suddenly sank! Although she was a "ghost", she didn't believe that there were really ghosts in this world, and someone must be at work! Half of the paper money stuck on the pillar in the mourning hall was hit by someone with internal force! Someone came to this room tonight, took away the book under her pillow, and pasted the paper money stuck inside on her forehead!

"Damn it!" Ye Ling cursed in her heart, pinched the paper money that fell on the quilt, thinking in her heart, don't let her know who was doing the trouble these two days. At that time, she would definitely put paper money on the man's body, lit the fire, burn half of each piece of paper money and left half, which would not scare him to death!

Ye Ling got out of bed, went to the table, drank a cup of cold tea, but did not ask Xueqing to get up, and then closed the window, went back to bed and continued to sleep. She counted the sheep when she couldn't sleep, and forced herself to fall asleep because she urgently needed to regain her energy and didn't know what was going on tomorrow...

Yun Yao's body was to be buried in the mansion for seven days. Yesterday, a group of old monks from Huguo Temple came to recite the scriptures for a long time. From today on, people came to worship one after another.

After everyone worships, they will say to Ye Ling, "The Princess's Day" and Ye Ling nodded gently to thank him.

When he heard Kong Yu's voice, Ye Ling looked up at him and saw that Kong Yu's right arm was wrapped in white cloth and hung around his neck, looking very injured.

"Take care of Lord Kong." Ye Ling said with "concern".

Kong Yu looked at Ye Ling coldly and walked out of the mourning hall with his colleagues, his face as smelly as a stone in the pit.

Xue Qing came to deliver water to Ye Ling and whispered the gossip she heard: "The princess, the Minister of Rites, heard that she was sleepwalking last night. She ran to the mansion naked and shouted, and broke her arm. Some people said he was a ghost!"

Ye Ling's eyes flashed slightly. No wonder Kong Yu looked at her with anger. She said yesterday that Ye Sheng's ghost would go to find Kong Yu. At night, Kong Yu encountered a strange thing and hurt himself. Time coincided with her assassinating Kong Yu, which made Ye Ling instinct that there was the perverted thing about sticking money on her forehead...

"Princess, the third princess is here." Xue Qing's voice became nervous.

The third princess of Southern Chu, Chu Lingyun, is the number one admirer of Wang Yunyao. If Yun Yao hadn't been sick, the position of the Princess of War would not be Ye Ling's turn.

The other guests who worshipped the festival only avoided the big red and green clothes, while Chu Lingyun was wearing a plain white dress and did not wear any ornaments. If she wore a small white flower on her head, she would look more like a dead husband than Ye Ling.

After Chu Lingyun worshipped Yun Yao, she turned her head with tears on her face and looked at Ye Ling like a cold arrow!

Without waiting for Chu Lingyun to say anything, Ye Ling shook her body, closed her eyes and fell on Xue Qing...

"Princess! Come quickly, the princess fainted!" After Xue Qing finished speaking, two more maids came in and took Ye Ling away.

As for Ye Ling's mother's family behind, the people from Zhongyong Hou's mansion came, but Ye Ling did not see him. Zhongyong Hou's wife proposed to visit Ye Ling. Xue said that Ye Ling was weak and needed to rest, so she declined.

So, Ye Ling was resting in bed for the next three days, and deeply regretted her stupidly forcing her to keep the spirits for Yun Yao in the previous few days.

Ye Ling combined the memory of the original owner in her mind and her current situation, and after careful analysis, she thought that her once a delicate lady who died of both her parents, a miserable princess who was widowed the day she entered the door, and the next thing she should go is the path of a bitter little white flower. For example, the third princess glared at her and fainted, and when she came back, she lay down comfortably and lie down to sleep, which was simply more enjoyable!

Who dares to bully her in the future? Her father who died on the battlefield and her husband who made great achievements but died young will all be brought out and occupy the moral high ground in minutes. Let Kong Yu and others go to the devil!

Thinking of this, Ye Ling felt much more relaxed. She was an orphan in her previous life, and she ran a flower shop on the surface. The sweet flower girl in the eyes of outsiders, and secretly a bounty hunter who was both black and white, and she was well versed in the way of pretending to be a pig and eating tiger.

The gloomy weather lasted for several days, and it started to rain on the day of Yun Yao's burial. The old saying goes, rain will make the three generations prosperous, which is a good omen, but unfortunately Yun Yao has no descendants.

The day after Yun Yao was buried, Zhongyong Hou Mansion sent a car to pick Ye Ling up and stayed back to his parents' home for a few days. Xue did not mean to ask Ye Ling, so he agreed.

Ye Ling took Xue Qing and Xue Ying onto the carriage and returned to Zhongyong Hou Mansion.

Ye Shengxing's second brother, one brother, the eldest brother Ye Zhao and the third brother Ye Xun have not yet separated.

After Ye Sheng and his wife died, Ye Xun and his wife regarded Ye Sheng's three children as their own, giving everything the best, and being obedient.

In Ye Ling's memory, new materials were included in the mansion, and she always asked her to choose the rest first, and only the rest were given to her cousins. As a result, she became a famous waste beauty in Chujing. She only loved rouge and water powder all day long, and was not good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which was in sharp contrast with Ye Xun's talented and beautiful daughter.

Because of Ye Xun and his wife's "possessment" and "tolerance", Ye Ling's elder sister Ye Ying was accidentally humiliated and pregnant after going out three years ago. She was not punished. Instead, she gave birth to the unknown child of her father. She practiced in Longyue Temple outside the city and did not allow outsiders to speak irresponsible.

Ye Ling's younger brother Ye Jing is only ten years old this year. He is arrogant and willful. He is a little overlord who no one dares to provoke in the Zhongyong Hou Mansion. He has been calling Ye Xun's son more than once in front of outsiders.

Outsiders praised Ye Xun and his wife for being generous, and the original owner once trusted and close to their uncles and aunts very much. But now Ye Ling recalls all the past and only thinks that the original owner is too stupid.

The purpose of Ye Xun and his wife's obvious killing technique is to destroy the three children left by Ye Sheng, but in fact, most of them have succeeded. Some things cannot be looked at the surface, they only look at the results, and they can be seen at a glance.

After retracting his thoughts, getting off the carriage, Madam Wei, who was beside Mrs. Zhongyonghou, greeted him and looked at Ye Ling with a sad look: "It's really a pain in Miss Second, I've lost weight in just a few days. The lady has a guest today, so she asked the second lady to go back to Qiulingyuan to rest first. When the guest leaves, the lady will go to visit the second lady."

Ye Ling nodded, looking depressed.

Madam Wei said that the wife's yard had specially stewed chicken soup for Ye Ling, and asked Xueqing to take it over, and Xueqing followed her away. Xueying supported Ye Ling and returned to Qiu Ling's yard where she lived before her marriage.

Ye Ling entered the door and sat down. A little girl outside called Xueying out, and Xueying ran out.

Ye Ling didn't know why Zhongyong Hou Mansion picked her up at this time. She looked at the room in front of her, and it was luxurious everywhere, but the more she looked, the more vulgar it became. The original owner's taste was really not satisfactory.

"Ling'er." A affectionate male voice suddenly rang behind his back. Ye Ling's hand trembled and almost threw away the teacup in his hand. When he turned around, he saw a young man in a gorgeous costume standing not far away.

With eyes facing each other, the young master of Huafu looked at Ye Ling with a look of distress: "Ling'er, I said that I would marry you as a concubine. Although you were arranged to be Yun Yao Chongxi, he was already dead. In the future, I will take good care of you, but I just apologize for you for the time being. We have our children. When I ascend the throne, I will definitely give you a title."

Ye Ling doubted her ears: "Our...child?"

"I know, Yun Yao died without fulfilling your family with you. I am very happy. Now we can be together without any scruples. I will find more opportunities to meet you and let you give birth to a child as soon as possible, and the Yun family will not find out." Nan Chu Prince Chu Mingheng said, reaching out to hug Ye Ling.

The next moment, a shrill scream sounded, and Chu Mingheng had an embroidery needle tied into a palm of his hand, trembling in pain, but he didn't even know where the needle came out.

Ye Ling stood there and said innocently: "Your Highness, could it be Yun Yao's appearance? It's so terrible!"

Chu Mingheng looked at Ye Ling in a gloomy look, covered his hand, jumped out of the back window and ran away.

Ye Ling's expression was slightly dark. Her uncle and aunt really felt sorry for her. She had arranged a way out for her so quickly.

"Haha..." A low laugh suddenly came from the top of her head. Ye Ling suddenly stood up, rushed out of the door, looked up at the roof, and looked at it. It was empty, and a golden fallen leaves whirlly and landed at her feet.
Chapter completed!