After Reincarnating, an Evil Consort Only Wants to Torture Scums Chapter 510

Chapter 510 512: I hope my sister will like it

"No." Lu Xiang looked at Yun Zhe and said, "If she could really influence Duke An's thoughts, she wouldn't come to give me power."

Besides, this matter is decided by the empress.

Take a step back and say, even if An Guogong really doesn't like her, he won't make things difficult for himself.

But she never thought of competing with Song Zhenzhen for the favor of An Guogong and his son, but Song Zhenzhen didn't think so.

If no one offends her, she won't offend anyone.

If Song Zhenzhen insisted on making her an enemy, then she would never sit still.

Yun Zhe looked at his calm and indifferent young lady, and nodded blankly.

Miss said no, then definitely not.

An Guogong personally went to Xiangguo Temple to ask the abbot to calculate an auspicious time to recognize Lu Xiang as his daughter, and this matter could not be delayed, so he chose five days later.

Because of the tense battle in Changcheng, Duke An should not make a fuss. He only entertained important relatives and friends, but the ceremony of recognizing the daughter was never perfunctory.

"Second Miss, the Duke of the State said that on that day, you can call your close friends in your boudoir, and after the recognition ceremony is over, you will have a banquet in the mansion."

The manager of the Duke's Mansion smiled and conveyed the Duke's explanation to Lu Xiang.

The adoptive daughter is also a daughter, with Song Zhenzhen in front, Lu Xiang is known as the second young lady in Anguo Gongfu.

"Okay, let's take a trip to see if there is labor and strict management." Lu Xiang said.

Guanshi Yan hurriedly said: "Second Miss, you are serious, these are what a slave should do, and I will leave."

"Steward Yan, go slowly, Brumy Moon, send off Steward Yan."

Wuyue responded, walked up to Guanshi Yan, and stuffed him with a heavy purse: "Guanshi Yan, please."

Steward Yan put his purse into his sleeve calmly, and walked out with Wuyue with a bright smile.

On this day, the sun was soft and warm, shining on the ground through the bare branches.

An Guogong's mansion has been busy since the morning.

Although there were no lights and festoons, it was full of joy.

In a beautiful small building, An Guogong directed the maidservants to place precious peony vases in the house, which is a special scene in this winter.

"Zhenzhen, it really is your Huizhi Lanxin, this peony flower adds a lot of beauty." An Guogong praised with a smile.

Song Zhenzhen showed a gentle smile, and said sweetly: "Sister Xiang'er and I are lucky to be my father's daughter in this life. I want to give something good to my sister, I hope my sister will like it."

The peonies are specially raised by Song Zhenzhen in the greenhouse, carefully cared for by people, and they are extremely precious in winter.

An Guogong looked at his sensible daughter, and couldn't help showing a look of relief: "You have such a heart, I think Xiangxiang will definitely like it."

"Then I'll borrow my father's good words." Song Zhenzhen stuck out her tongue playfully, and took An Guogong's arm affectionately.

She has a cute and naive appearance, which is very cute.

An Guogong raised his hand and touched her head: "The guests are coming soon, today is a good day for Xiangxiang, please treat her carefully."

"Dad, don't worry." Song Zhenzhen smiled and said, "I'll go to the front yard to see if Sister Xiang'er is here."

"Okay, let's go."

Song Zhenzhen left happily.

However, when he left the Chuihuamen, a shadow of prey flashed uncontrollably in his eyes.

Seeing no one around, the maid Liuxiang said indignantly: "Miss, why is she so interested in that Lu Xiang? Miss peony has only planted more than a dozen plants, and you are reluctant to pick them yourself, but you pick them just to decorate her house." half of her life, and she is not the daughter of the Lu family, why should she live in our mansion."

A look of ferocity appeared on Song Zhenzhen's face, and it quickly dissipated: "If she wants to live, let her live. I want to see how long she has to live here."

If Lu Xiang wants to argue with her so much, let her know who is in charge in the Duke An's mansion.

"Hmph, that is, from the past to the present and from now on in this mansion, there are only you, the master, the princess." Liu Xiang hummed softly.

The Song family is a century-old family. Although An Guogong is in power in this generation, there are also many elders in the clan.

A grey-haired old lady came out of the carriage tremblingly on her crutches, and the strict manager followed her side as if facing a formidable enemy, just in case the ancestor fell if she was careful, it would be a disaster. Something big happened.

When Song Zhenzhen saw the person coming, she hurriedly greeted him happily, and kindly supported the old man's arm: "Grandma, please slow down."

The old lady is old An Guogong's biological aunt, and she is the closest elder of An Guogong.

"Zhenzhen, my good grandson." The old lady first squinted at Song Zhenzhen, recognized him, and smiled until the creases on her face were wrinkled into chrysanthemums. The meaning of joy.

Song Zhenzhen only felt that her skin hurt from the old man's rough palms, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and she was annoyed for no reason, but she couldn't show it.

This dead old woman's hands are rougher than the bark of a tree, how can she hold her own hand with her face.

Liu Xiang sensed her master's impatience, and hurriedly stepped forward respectfully, "Mrs. Tai, this servant will help you."

The old lady snorted, pushed Liu Xiang away with her elbow, and said dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter with you, slave, how can you be presumptuous if the master doesn't say anything, go away, go away, I just want Zhen Zhen to support you, Zhen Zhen Zhen oh?"

Song Zhenzhen almost couldn't hold back the smile on her face: "Grandma likes me, I'm too happy to be happy."

Said, joyfully helped the old lady walk to the mansion.

She is the majestic young lady of Duke An's mansion, but this dead woman actually treats her like a maid.

If she wasn't my father's aunt, I wouldn't bother to talk to her.

It's just a married daughter, and I don't know what my father thinks of her, so respectful to her.

Which of the old immortals in the clan was not polite and polite when they saw her, holding her and coaxing her, but every time I saw this old woman, I had to hold her in reverse.

"Grandma, be careful on the steps."

"Eh, good."

"Auntie, grandma is exhausted after sitting in the carriage for so long, shall I take you to a break?"

"Not tired, not tired." The old lady smiled and shook her head, and then she didn't know what to think, and suddenly said with a tiger face: "Is your father out of his mind, how can you recognize other people's daughter for no reason? Isn't it enough for you?" ?”

Hearing this, Song Zhenzhen showed a hesitant expression appropriately: "Grandma, you know, my father values friendship the most, as long as it is something my aunt says, he never refuses to agree, that Lu Xiangxu is There must be something special about it, that's why my aunt likes it so much.”

As she spoke, she lowered her head a little lonely.

Seeing this, the old lady immediately felt that there was something inside.

(end of this chapter)

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