MTL - After Reincarnating, an Evil Consort Only Wants to Torture Scums-Chapter 564 567：

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The more he talked, the more He Zhimin felt aggrieved, and he threw himself into Madam Wu'an's arms and cried out of breath: "I...I put down my body and took the initiative to make friends with her, but she didn't...do not give her any face at all. , still rush... chase me away..."

  Mrs. Wu'an Hou was angry and distressed when she heard this.

  Well, Lu Xiang, you actually slapped their mother and daughter in the face like that.

"She hasn't married into the royal family yet, so she dares to be so rampant. Do you really think that the position of the eighth imperial concubine is a certainty? Hmph, let's see, sooner or later my mother will make her regret it." Mrs. Wu Anhou gritted her teeth and let go. As for how to make Lu Xiang regret it, she didn't know, but if she didn't say something about this meeting, she would almost faint from anger.

  He Yu frowned, glared at Mrs. Wu Anhou, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, can you teach your daughter a little bit?"

   "I'm talking nonsense?" Madam Wu'an raised her head and said angrily, "Master Hou, my daughter has been bullied like this, yet you still speak for Lu Xiang."

   "Don't make trouble." He Yu didn't want to quarrel with Mrs. Wu'an Hou, and he couldn't.

  My wife doesn't know anything about court affairs, so he can't let her do such nonsense.

His life and future depend on the eighth prince, he is very likely to be the emperor, then Lu Xiang is the mother of a country, but he cried to death when he was rejected, not to mention that Lu Xiang didn't say anything To put it bluntly, besides having a good relationship with Yan'er, it is true that she is not familiar with others.

  He Yu really couldn't understand the resentment and resentment in the hearts of his wife and daughter.

   "Yan'er is not feeling well, can you ask the doctor to have a look?" He Yu suddenly asked Mrs. Wu Anhou.

Mrs. Wu Anhou's eyes flashed slightly when she heard the words, and then she said confidently: "Why didn't you invite me, but you don't know her body is weak since she was young, and the doctor just said that it is good to take care of her. I am not afraid of her recuperation." Was it because she was disturbed that she was told not to come out casually?"

  He Yu nodded clearly, without any doubts about Madam Wu Anhou's words.

  Although his wife doesn't like the eldest daughter very much, she has never done anything vicious to her. He Yu himself grew up under the hands of his stepmother, so he doesn't ask his wife to treat the eldest daughter as her own.

   It was also Mrs. Marquis Wu'an who pinched He Yu's fear of trouble. No matter how harshly she scolded He Zhiyan in private, her behavior in front of He Yu was remarkable.

   "I'll go see Yan'er, and you should try to persuade your daughter, it's not a problem." He Yu said, then turned and left.

  He Zhimin looked at the back of his father leaving, and was stunned for a moment: "Mother, is father not caring about his daughter?"

  Why did you go to He Zhiyan?

  A woman's sixth sense told her it was for Lu Xiang.

  He Zhiyan was kneading dough in her small courtyard. When she heard the voice of the maid in the courtyard saying hello, she paused, casually wiped her hands on the handkerchief beside her, and walked out of the small kitchen.

   "Father."

  She blessed herself slightly, saluted and called out.

  He Yu looked at the slim daughter in front of him, and smiled slightly: "What are you doing?"

   "Just kneading dough, ready to make plum cake."

   "It's not that I'm unwell, why don't you lie on the bed." He Yu asked with concern.

  He Zhiyan glanced at He Yu meaningfully, with a trace of bitterness on the corner of his mouth: "Thank you for your concern, it has been healed after so many days."

  It is true that she is weak, but it is not so sick that she cannot get out of bed every now and then, not to mention that in more cases, her mother deliberately locked her up.

  Dad...

  Forget it, I knew from a young age that I shouldn't force it. It's not that my father doesn't love her, but that he doesn't ask too much about the rear house. Her basic necessities, food, housing, transportation, illness and discomfort, naturally have the mistress to worry about.

   "Well, you have been weak since childhood, so you must pay more attention. Tell your mother what is missing."

   "My daughter knows." He Zhiyan responded gently.

   After speaking, there was a moment of silence in the air.

  He Zhiyan looked at the way He Yu frowned tightly, and guessed that he must have something to say: "Dad, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Don't lock yourself in the house, go out more, your grandmother's 60th birthday will be in a few days, you can invite your close sisters to come to the mansion to have fun, you are not related to Miss Lu Well, you haven't congratulated her on such a big event as being married to the eighth prince, right? The relationship between friends must be maintained. Don't be indifferent. Just invite her to the banquet. Your mother has prepared all the posts. , I'll have someone bring it to you later."

  He Zhiyan was dazed from the beginning to the end.

  Father came to tell her about inviting Lu Xiang to the banquet in person, it must be because He Zhimin was rejected.

   "Okay, Dad, but if she doesn't want to come, I can't help it." He Zhiyan said.

   Now he can leave the house in a straight and bright manner, and he doesn't have to worry about He Zhimin following him, she will naturally not refuse.

  She can send posts, but she will not force Lu Xiang to come or not.

  He Yu thought about it and nodded.

  He really wanted to invite the Eighth Prince, but it would be too high-profile. The eldest daughter and Lu Xiang are on good terms, and it would be normal for her to come to the grandmother's birthday banquet.

  He Yu didn't think that Lu Xiang would refute He Zhiyan's face.

  …

  The next day, He Zhiyan took Liuliu out of the house and went to Lu's house.

  Different from the indifference towards He Zhimin, He Zhiyan's arrival naturally received warm hospitality from Lu Xiang.

   "I said those things to He Zhimin yesterday, and I guessed that they would let you come." Lu Xiang laughed.

  He Zhiyan felt warm in her heart when she heard this: "You don't know that He Zhimin went home crying yesterday, it seems that he is very angry."

   "Did Mrs. Marquis Wu'an make things difficult for you?" Lu Xiang asked with concern.

  He Zhiyan smiled and shook her head, "No, my father suppressed it. Thanks to you, I can come out."

"That's good."

   "But my father said that my grandmother's 60th birthday, let me invite you to participate, Xiangxiang, would you like to come? It doesn't matter if you don't want to come, I made it clear to my father." He Zhiyan asked.

   "Okay." Lu Xiang nodded without hesitation, but He Zhiyan was taken aback for a moment.

   "You don't hesitate any longer?"

  Lu Xiang chuckled lightly: "It's not a dragon's pond or a tiger's den, so why hesitate, let alone if you ask, I have no reason to refuse."

   No matter how you say it, it’s hard to let your good sister go back.

  Living under Mrs. Wu Anhou is hard enough, so it's even more important to make Wu Anhou look at her with admiration.

  Since Marquis Wu An wanted to invite her to a banquet, she would naturally go.

  Even if it is not for He Zhiyan's sake, it is also for the sake of Marquis Wu'an standing behind the eighth prince. He Zhiyi is a capable general under Chu Jinyan, so the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion naturally has to deal with it.

  He Zhiyan heard Lu Xiang's words, and rushed over to hug her arm: "Xiangxiang, why are you so cute?"

   To have such a bosom friend in this life, the ancestral graves are full of smoke.

   "I accept your compliment." Lu Xiang lifted her chin slightly and said with a smile.

  This tsundere little appearance makes people feel even more pitiful and loving.

  He Zhiyan couldn't help rubbing her face.

  (end of this chapter)