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  Ling Jingxu entered Ling Jingyan's boudoir.

  This boudoir is not very large, but it's decorated with great care. The carved wooden bed has a dresser next to it for storing clothes, which is much larger than usual. The dressing table is adorned with bright silk flowers and exquisite hairpins.

  Ling Jingyan sat in front of the dressing mirror, pursing her lips, with an obscure and uncertain expression.

  Ling Jingxu walked up to Ling Jingyan's side and said in a low voice, "Yan sister, I'm here."

  Ling Jingyan didn't look at Ling Jingxiao, but instead turned her head and ordered: "All of you retreat, no one is allowed to come in without my order."

  The maids responded in unison and retreated together.

  Bai Yu looked at Ling Jingxu with concern before retreating. Looking at the situation, Eighth Miss was indeed very angry this time! The young lady had better be careful in her response.

  Ling Jingxuan patted Bai Yuxi's hand and smiled reassuringly. Don't worry, I can handle it.

  After the door closed, there were only two people left in the house: Ling Jingxu and Ling Jingyan.

  Ling Jingyan seemed to be intentionally stubborn, neither turning her head nor making a sound.

  Ling Jingxu didn't rush either, just standing behind Ling Jingyan, waiting for her to speak first.

  It turned out that Ling Jingyan was obviously not as calm as Ling Jingxiao. After a while, she broke the silence with a stuffy tone: "You don't say a word."

  Ling Jingxiao pretended to be helpless and smiled: "Yan Tangjie, obviously you deliberately called me over and said you had something to say to me. You've been unwilling to open your mouth, how would I know what you want to say?"

  As soon as the conversation started, Ling Jingyan also stopped being reserved and turned around with some indignation, staring at Ling Jingxuan: "You're so smart, how can't you guess why I came to find you?"

  She certainly guessed it.

  It's all for the sake of being seen in a different light by the King of Yan.

  However, Ling Jingyan didn't say it clearly, and Ling Jingyu also didn't expose this layer, deliberately pretending to be silly: "Sister Yan, don't play tricks on me. If you have something to say, just say it directly. There's no one else here, only the two of us. No matter what you say, only the two of us will know. I guarantee that I won't reveal a single word to anyone, even if Ah Xiao asks.

  But how could she bring herself to say it?

  Ling Jingyan glared at Ling Jingxiao's innocent and lovely face, both angry and wronged: "You clearly know what I want to say, but you're pretending to be stupid... You're bullying me!"

  Tears that had been held back for half a day. ← Baidu search → [Wǔ shū?] At this time, it was like opening the floodgates, and they flowed out with a whoosh.

  Ling Jingyan wiped away her tears with her sleeve, but before she could even dry them off, more tears gushed out. Looking disheveled and pitiful, she kept repeating a few words over and over in her mouth.

  "You bully me..."

  Others cry with a gentle and delicate manner, like pear blossoms in the rain. But Ling Jingyan cries loudly and painfully, tears streaming down her face without any restraint, a complete mess.

  Ling Jingxian let out a soft sigh and coaxed in a gentle voice, "Yes, yes, it's all my fault. I was wrong to bully you. How about you hit me to vent your anger?"

  Ling Jingyan continued to cry, sobbing: "I've liked Yan Wang for several months. Today I went to Dingxiang Building specifically hoping to see him. I didn't expect that when I saw him, he couldn't remember who I was, but he paid extra attention to you... and even had someone deliver an invitation card to you..."

  "What's most hateful is that you actually don't want it. Why doesn't he remember me, why doesn't he take another look at me? Why didn't he send a wedding invitation to me..."

  "It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, the King of Yan wouldn't have ignored me..."

  "You're bullying me. I hate you, I don't like you anymore..."

  Ling Jingyan cried and spoke in a stuttering tone, but accidentally choked on her own saliva. Her face suddenly turned bright red as she violently coughed.

  Tears on my face have not dried yet, and now I've got a runny nose, don't even mention how pathetic I look.

  A hand brought a silk handkerchief in front of her eyes.

  Ling Jingyan took the silk handkerchief, wiped away her tears and nose with a look of venting her anger, and then blew her nose hard. She crumpled up the silk handkerchief in annoyance and stuffed it back: "I don't want your fake kindness, take it back!"

  Ling Jingxu: "......"

  At your age, you're still throwing tantrums like a child of a few years old.

  Ling Jingxu felt both angry and amused. With an unchanged expression, she placed the silk handkerchief on the dressing table and gently patted Ling Jingyan's back to comfort her: "You've cried for so long and scolded me for so long, shouldn't your mood be better now?"

  Yes, I've cried and scolded already.

  She's being so unreasonable. Ling Jingxu didn't say a word! If she doesn't take the hint, she'll really be asking for trouble.

  Ling Jingyan bit her lip, and after a while, she reluctantly opened her mouth to say: "Ah Jiao, I know today's matter is not your fault. It's just that my heart doesn't feel good, so I vented my anger on you. Sorry!"

  ......

  Ling Jingyan indeed has a quick temper and occasionally throws tantrums, but she is kind-hearted. It's impossible to get angry with her.

  Ling Jingxu smiled slightly, moved a stool over and sat down beside Ling Jingyan. She said warmly: "We are biological cousins, with the blood of the Ling family flowing through our veins, even if we were to break bones, they would still be connected by tendons! How could I possibly be angry with you?"

  "Now that it's out in the open, don't try to deceive me anymore. What exactly is going on between you and Prince Yan?"

  Ling Jingyan is a straightforward person, she can't hide her words at all. She has been keeping this secret in her heart for several months, and it's actually very hard to bear. Now that Ling Jingyu already knows, there's no need to hide it anymore.

  Ling Jingyan said in a low voice:

  "Last December, I was at home feeling bored and pestered my older brother to take me out for a walk. My brother took me to Nan City and we went to Dingxiang Building for lunch. On the third floor, we ran into several young masters who were drunk and they began to mock me recklessly."

  "Big brother was very angry, but he was alone, while the other side had three or four people."

  "It was probably the noise that startled the noble guest in the Listening to Bamboo Pavilion. The noble guest was displeased and ordered someone to open the door, chasing away those drunken young masters."

  "My brother and I naturally want to thank you, esteemed guest..."

  It's already clear without saying anything more.

  That noble guest was none other than Yan Wang, who had come incognito to Dingsheng Tower to dine.

  It's only natural for girls to have fantasies and good feelings about a hero saving a beauty. And the young master of Yan Wang is such a handsome, elegant, carefree and charming young man.

  From that day on, the figure of the King of Swallows was deeply imprinted in Ling Jingyan's young heart.

  "Ah-shu," Ling Jingyan's eyes welled up with tears again, and she choked out: "I've grown up so big, but I've never liked someone like this before. I think about him every day, secretly inquiring about all the news related to him, racking my brains just to see him once. But didn't expect... didn't expect that he doesn't even remember me..."