I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

Lu Mingqin, who had just sent Song Wei back, happened to hear this and said calmly, "No matter how urgent it is, it's not urgent right now. Eldest sister is about to give birth and it's hard for her to work. Let's not disturb her for now, right, Fourth Sister?"

At this moment, she was standing beside Lu Mingyang, staring at the wooden box. The box was even closer to her, but it was a pity that it was not hers.

Lu Mingyang nodded. She didn't dare visit her sisters. How could someone who didn't even attend her father's or siblings' funerals expect her to visit? She probably wouldn't even have time to hide.

After getting a positive answer, Lu Mingqin could no longer stay and said, "I have something else to do," turned around and left, and Aunt Liu hurriedly followed.

Why, why can she receive the gift from Brother Yuanrui.

Lu Mingqin had been sulking all the way, and only when she entered Qinfang Pavilion did she dare to let out a fuss. She said bitterly, "Did you do what I asked you to do?"

Even if she is no longer qualified to marry Brother Yuanrui, she cannot let her get away with it.

"It's done, it's done." Aunt Liu suddenly came to her senses: "Qin'er, you are smart. Wait until her reputation is ruined and she can't get married. You will definitely get a larger share of the dowry."

Lu Mingqin glared at her mother with disdain: "Prepare some good gifts. I'll go see my eldest sister tomorrow."

Now, the only one she can rely on is her elder sister, and she hopes that her elder sister can find a good husband for her.

But, Brother Yuanrui, she really can't bear to leave.

……

At night, sitting in the warm quilt, Yang Nian'er hugged the wooden box and looked through it, "Second sister, the young lady's jewelry is really beautiful, as beautiful as she is."

Lu Mingyang crawled into bed and closed the wooden box. "I'll find a chance to send it back in a few days."

"Why send it back?" Yang Nian'er hugged the box tightly.

"I won't feel at ease if I don't receive any reward without doing anything." Lu Mingyang patted his sister's shoulder and lay down to sleep.

Yang Nian'er put the wooden box inside, hugged the person next to her, and said with a smile: "Second sister, you should find someone to marry as soon as possible. You can still get 15% of the family fortune."

She had originally thought she could live here with her second sister forever, but she had only dreamed for half a day. But apart from this large house, she felt nothing. After all, the little she had left was a wealth that she had once been unable to achieve.

With a bang, Lu Mingyang hit her head, "You forgot, I'm engaged."

"What's so good about Tian Qing? He even came to you to break off the engagement just to not join the army." Thinking of this, Yang Nian'er got angry: "I think the young man we talked about today is pretty good. It wouldn't be bad to have him as my brother-in-law."

Lu Mingyang's mind suddenly popped up again, "Brother Qing is already very good. No one is perfect, so we shouldn't be too harsh on others."

Speaking of this, the face of King Ningyuan flashed in my mind.

He seems to be a good person. He could obviously ask the Queen Mother directly for marriage, but he still comes to ask me first, which shows his sincerity.

Yang Nian'er nodded in confusion and urged, "Then let him get married quickly."

"But where can I find him?" Lu Mingyang was also worried. She was actually a little tempted by the 15% of the family fortune. "Forget it. I have something else to do tomorrow."

"what's up?"

"See the doctor."

In the teahouse, Leng Lingfeng leaned against the back of his chair with his legs crossed, leisurely playing the flute in his hand. On the square tea table, there was a cup of cold Biluochun tea.

The servant who poured tea was furious when he saw him like this.

"Sir, if you can't afford tea, please stand aside and listen. I'm not stopping you from listening, but please don't take up space and prevent others from having tea."

Leng Lingfeng tapped the table lightly, his face calm: "I'm lighting a tea!"

"You ordered tea. You listened for an hour, and then ordered a cup of tea. Not only did you not refill it, you also refused to let others share the table."

This was the scene Lu Mingyang saw when he entered. The waiter's furious behavior and Leng Lingfeng's leisurely demeanor formed a sharp contrast.

She felt that if she came in a little later, the long-spouted kettle in the second-hand man's hand would pour water all over his face, so she walked over with a smile.

"My two hundred taels of silver were spent so quickly, and you can't even afford a cup of tea?"

Leng Lingfeng looked up at the girl wearing a veil and smiled playfully.

"Girl, you're not satisfied yet, you still want more?"

"Shut up!"

Lu Mingyang slammed her palm on the table. If she hadn't needed him, she would have wanted to slap him to death. This person was truly unique in being so despised by everyone.

"I have a patient at home and I'd like you to take a look." She explained her purpose.

"See? Here comes the silver!"

Leng Lingfeng looked at the waiter and ordered proudly, "Good tea and delicious snacks, serve as you please."

He was tall and thin, sitting on a chair with his feet dangling in the air, swaying unsteadily, looking like a cynical playboy. How could such a person be the apprentice of a miracle doctor?

Lu Mingyang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he simply grabbed his collar and carried him out.

"Hey, hey, hey, who is so rude when seeking medical treatment as you are?"

Being held like this by a little girl was truly humiliating. Leng Lingfeng struggled to free himself, frantically adjusting his clothes that had been pulled out of shape, and said in embarrassment, "I don't want to watch it anymore, I don't want to watch it anymore."

Lu Mingyang stopped and turned to ask, "Sir, are you the disciple of the legendary doctor Zhang Jingzhi?"

Leng Lingfeng snorted coldly: "With your attitude, you still want to find my master? Don't even think about it."

Lu Mingyang glanced at the river beside him and smiled faintly: "Sir, I'm sorry!"

Yang Nian'er pushed the noisy person into the river.

"I can't... Gulp... Gulp..."

Leng Lingfeng's head rose and fell in the river.

Yang Nian'er thought of her brother and couldn't help but feel a little worried: "Second sister, will anything happen?"

"No way, the water isn't even as high as his legs."

Lu Mingyang looked over and saw that the washing was almost done, so he handed over a long pole and pulled the person up.

The once dashing young man in blue was now drenched, tangled in waterweed and mud. Lu Mingyang leaned forward slightly to sniff, then retreated in disgust.

"Nian'er, smell it again."

Yang Nian'er circled around Leng Lingfeng, sniffing left, right, up and forward.

"What are you doing!"

Growing up, I have always been the one to fool others, and I have never been fooled by anyone.

Leng Lingfeng, who was sitting on the ground, clenched his fists angrily, but when he saw that the person in front of him was just a little girl, he silently loosened his fists.

Yang Nian'er walked back to Lu Mingyang and said, "Second sister, yes, there is a herbal smell on your body that I haven't washed off."

"Mr. Leng, please get up." Lu Mingyang put on a smiling face and went to help Leng Lingfeng up attentively.

"You guys are sick," Leng Lingfeng waved them away in disgust, "You want me to treat you? It's impossible!"

After that, he turned around and left.

Lu Mingyang blocked his way and bowed repeatedly, "Mr. Leng, there are simply too many charlatans out there. For the sake of the patient's safety, I have no choice but to inconvenience you. Mainly because you don't look like a doctor who saves lives, so you can't blame me entirely."

"Or is it my fault?"