After separating from Song Heng, Song Ziyu went to Fuyun Pavilion, while Song Ziling returned to his yard. After returning to the room, Song Ziling lay down on the soft couch. Perhaps it was because he had walked a few more steps,
He felt that he was a little hungry again, so he asked the boy to tell the people in the kitchen to cook him two roast chickens.
Because Song Ziling liked to eat late-night snacks at night, his considerate second mother ordered that someone be on duty in the kitchen every night.
"Er Niang, Er Niang," Song Ziyu ran into Lin Qingxue's room like a gust of wind.
Lin Qingxue, who was taking off her makeup and hair and preparing to take a bath and go to bed, heard Song Ziyu's voice, and a look of boredom flashed in her eyes. This stinky girl would definitely be up to no good if she came to her at this time.
"Why are Ziyu here?" Lin Qingxue, who was sitting in front of the dressing table, turned around and looked at Song Ziyu tenderly and asked.
Song Ziyu walked forward, squatted on the ground, hugged Lin Qingxue's waist and said delicately: "Er Niang, I'm going to attend the flower viewing party tomorrow hosted by the daughter of the Minister of War, please give me the flower skirt!
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The corners of Lin Qingxue's mouth kept twitching. She guessed right. This stinky girl came to her, and it was really up to her.
She couldn't spend a lot of money to make that floral skirt. She had never worn it once. She wanted to wear it during the Mid-Autumn Festival night banquet in the palace. This stinky girl actually wanted to ask for it from her today.
Lin Qingxue held back her anger and said softly: "Didn't you make a lot of beautiful new clothes?"
Since entering the General's Mansion, she has made more than a dozen clothes for this stinky girl, and the materials and workmanship are both excellent.
Song Ziyu pouted and said, "I don't want to wear those clothes to the flower viewing party. Erniang, your floral dress is beautiful and noble. It's just right for me to wear to the flower viewing party."
Lu Lu, who was standing next to Lin Qingxue, saw that her daughter was reluctant to give the floral skirt to the eldest lady, so she said: "The eldest lady's floral skirt is made according to the size of the little madam. I'm afraid you won't be able to wear it."
Lin Qingxue also said: "It's not that I don't want to give it to you, it's because you and I have different bodies, I'm afraid you won't be able to wear these clothes."
"It doesn't matter," Song Ziyu raised her head, looked at Lin Qingxue innocently and said, "The maid Hongyu in my courtyard knows how to change her clothes. I'll take them back and let her change them overnight tonight."
Lin Qingxue's smile froze on her face. This damn stinky girl is really a vampire. If she has something good, this stinky girl will get it for her. Last time it was a crystal head noodle, and now it's a flower skirt.
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Seeing that she was silent, Song Ziyu looked at her suspiciously and said, "Why, Er Niang is reluctant to give it to me?"
"How, how could it be," Lin Qingxue smiled softly, touched Song Ziyu's head, bit her back molars and said, "Why can't my second mother be reluctant to give it to you?"
At this moment, Lin Qingxue wanted to slap this stinky girl to death.
Lin Qingxue was completely self-inflicted because she used these things to win over Song Ziyu in the first place, which made Song Ziyu willing to hurt his own mother for her.
Therefore, Song Ziyu took it for granted and she could only endure it.
"I knew that Er Niang was the best to me." Song Ziyu said happily, leaning her head on Lin Qingxue's thigh.
Lin Qingxue closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then gestured to Luzhu, telling her to get her clothes.