As bright as a star: Madam, she is an almighty little princess

Ling Qi almost never wears makeup, but today she put on some light makeup on her face.

Everyone knew in their hearts that Ling Qi was hiding something, and no one exposed it.

Ling Yu took the ankle-length cloak from Ling Mo and put it on Ling Qi, who was dressed in Chinese style. He also took the hand stove prepared by Ling Chu and put it into her arms.

He leaned over and hugged Ling Luye, who was also dressed like a Chinese young master.

"Let's go."

Ling Qi followed Ling Yu and walked towards the car that Ling Chuan had prepared long ago. During the whole process, she didn't even look at Pei Yanxing, who had been keeping his eyes on her since she got off.

"Master, where are we going?" Pei Lin looked at his father who had been sitting on the bench and asked thoughtfully.

"Food!"

Pei Lin stood behind Pei Yanxing, and even without looking at his face, he could tell how hard he had to bite out these two words.

So, Ling Yu's car was followed by a tail, following them slowly into the courtyard of the two elders of the Ling family.

At that time, Mr. Si, who had come from the capital after receiving the news that Ye Xunying had woken up, and Mr. Mo, who had just come after taking his apprentice for "retreat", were sitting in the main hall.

The atmosphere in the living room was a bit serious. The three old men didn't say a word, but only glanced in the direction of the door from time to time.

Mrs. Ling called the waiters around her from time to time.

"Old madam, the temperature in the room has already reached thirty degrees. The princess will not be cold when she comes. The soup is simmering on the fire. The princess can drink it when she comes."

Mrs. Ling, who has always been well-groomed and calm when things happened, was chatting non-stop like an ordinary grandmother caring about her granddaughter.

"Ling Rong." Mrs. Ling shouted again.

The servant who had been with the old lady for many years responded, "Say."

Mrs. Ling, who is over seventy years old, rubbed the heater in her hand and said, "Go ahead and tell me that no one will come to the door tomorrow. Arrange a car and accompany me to the mountain to burn incense in the morning."

Ling Rong agreed, "I'll make arrangements."

No one stopped Mrs. Ling because of her age and the cold weather outside. Mr. Mo said, "I will accompany you tomorrow."

Mrs. Ling did not refuse.

At this time, the waiter outside the door opened the door curtain and said, "Your Majesty, Madam, your Majesty and the princess's car have arrived at the courtyard."

"Ling Rong, go and ask someone to bring Wan'er some warm soup."

Not long after, the brother and sister came in side by side with Ling Luye in their arms.

Looking around, I saw a lonely figure not far behind me.

"Grandpa, grandma, master, uncle." Ling Qi stood in front of the coffee table and called people one by one without saying much, "Wan'er is back to accompany you and the others for the New Year's Eve dinner."

"Great grandpa, great grandma, great master, great uncle, Aye is back too."

The little Zaizi Rang got down from Ling Yu's arms, bowed, and politely called people, but he didn't have the clingy energy that he usually has when meeting people.

Several people responded, and Mr. Ling said, "Just come back."

Four short words, but his eyes never left Ling Qi.

Old Mrs. Ling waved, "Wan'er, bring Aye to grandma's place."

Ling Rong happened to come over with a tray and put it on the coffee table where Ling Qi was sitting next to her. She then reached out to untie Ling Qi's cloak and hung it on her arm. "The old lady has been talking about the princess for a long time. It's cold outside. You and the little girl can't help each other." Young Master, let’s have some soup and some snacks first, the New Year’s Eve dinner is being prepared.”

Ling Qi responded, "Excuse me, Grandma Rong."

Ling Qi and Ling Luye sat down where Mrs. Ling was, and Ling Yu followed suit and sat on the sofa chair beside her.

Mrs. Ling rubbed Ling Qi, "She has lost weight."

He wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Ling Yu shaking his head slightly.

For a moment, there was suddenly no one talking in the living room. Ling Luye, the atmosphere team member, was also absent-minded today. His small face was wilted and he could not show his energy. His sweet mouth that was usually coaxing was tightly closed and he remained silent.

The living room fell into an inexplicable silence for a while.

"Stinky girl, you still know how to come back!" Suddenly, Mr. Mo pretended to be angry and broke the dull atmosphere, "Remember that you have a family!"

"Mo Shan!" Mrs. Ling glared at him.

Mr. Mo didn't take it seriously, "What kind of sister are you glaring at me? If you ask me, I should give this stinky girl a good beating. She ran away from home and became addicted. She didn't even reply to the news. I didn't know that so many people in the family were worried about her. , making myself look like a homeless orphan. I also left the Pei family boy down without saying a word, and look at how tortured they are."

Everyone knew that although Mo Shan was reprimanding, he was also really worried about this person and told Ling Qi that she had a family and someone at home was always waiting for him.

However, Ling Yu still couldn't bear such harsh words to fall on Ling Qi, "Uncle..."

Before he could finish his words, Mr. Si, who had been silent for a long time, also spoke in a deep voice, "Wan'er, Master understands, but he doesn't agree. Let alone others, have you ever thought about what happens to your grandparents if something happens to you outside? What should I do? What should I do if my elder brother, who has been carrying the guilt for so many years, should do it?"

"Are they the ones who owe you? Where is the filial piety?"

"Feng Mian."

"Grandpa Si!"

This was the first time in so many years that someone had so directly laid out the events of that year in front of Ling Qi.

This time, except Ling Yu, even Mr. Ling stopped him.

Si Fengmian didn't answer any more, hid the pain in his eyes, and looked at Ling Qi opposite with a solemn expression.

Ling Qi stood up and walked towards the opposite side of the coffee table where she was standing just now.

Old Mrs. Ling looked at her movements and frowned slightly, "What are Wan'er doing?"

Ling Yu also shouted.

Ling Qi ignored it.

Standing one meter opposite the coffee table, looking at everyone, his knees slowly dropped.

"Xiao Qi!" Ling Yu's pupils suddenly narrowed, he stood up and walked over to help someone.

"Mom." Ling Luye didn't understand what Ling Qi was doing, so he jumped off the sofa and followed Ling Yu, grabbing the corner of his clothes and shouting carefully.

Ling Qi helped Ling Yu's arm go, with a calm and sincere look on her face, "I'm sorry, brother."

Turning his eyes to look at the elders opposite him, he knelt straight on his knees and said softly, "It's because I'm unfilial. I've never shown any filial piety to my grandparents, so I'm worried about you."

Bowing deeply, even a powerful man like Mr. Ling, who had gone through a lifetime of ups and downs, had red eyes.

Mrs. Ling wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and said, "Ayu, help Wan'er up."

Ling Yu loosened his grip, turned around, and pulled the person up from the ground.

"Ling Wanqing, in front of several elders today, if I hear one more apology from you, you don't have to leave silently, I will personally send you out of the Ling family!"

There was uncontrollable anger in Ling Yu's voice, his lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes were red and red.

"Ayu!" Mrs. Ling stopped.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the living room was tense again, Mrs. Ling called out to Ling Rong, "I just saw the Pei family boy outside. Why haven't you come in for so long? Go and invite him in."