The Lord God is kneeling on the washboard again

At this time, Xing Xuanli also noticed them. She just glanced at Nangong Qing and Shui Ling'er and turned her head away. She softly asked the maid beside her, "Who are those two?"

The maid explained, "Young Madam, the one in the aqua blue dress is Nangong Qing, a daughter of a branch of the Nangong clan. The other one is Shui Ling'er, the young lady of the Shui family, who has been infatuated with the young master for many years. But don't worry, young madam, the young master has never even looked at her. I'm afraid he doesn't even know what's going on with her."

Xing Xuanli nodded slightly, "So that's how it is." Her face remained calm.

At this time, Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) was practicing calligraphy in the study. Seeing Xing Xuanli still sitting in the courtyard admiring the koi in the pond, he put down the pen in his hand, picked up his cloak and walked towards the courtyard. On the way, he met Nangong Qing and Shui Ling'er who were coming to the house.

When Nangong Qing and Shui Ling'er saw Yun Mohan (Nangong Han), a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.

Nangong Qing was the first to salute, "Young Master."

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) frowned slightly, "What are you doing here?"

Nangong Qing hurriedly said, "Young Master, I...I'm here to pay my respects to the old man."

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) snorted coldly, "Greetings? I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Shui Ling'er, who was standing by, was momentarily dazed by Yun Mohan's (Nangong Han) cool and handsome face. Her heart kept beating, thump thump. She mustered up the courage to walk up to Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) and block his way.

She pinched her throat and lowered her head, not daring to look at Yun Mohan (Nangong Han), and said shyly: "Young Master Nangong, you are back, so I went to the mansion to see

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) glanced at Shui Ling'er and said calmly: "Who are you? Why are you blocking my way? I am tired of you.

Shui Ling'er suddenly raised her head, her eyes slightly red, "Young Master Nangong, I am Shui Ling'er, I have been waiting for you to come back."

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) still looked indifferent, "I haven't heard of it, don't block the way."

Shui Ling'er bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes, "Young Master, do you really not know how I feel about you?"

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) said impatiently, "What does this have to do with me? Get out of the way!"

At this time, Xing Xuanli came over, "Husband, don't be angry."

Yun Mohan's (Nangong Han) expression instantly softened, "Li'er, you're here."

Shui Ling'er looked at Yun Mohan (Nangong Han)'s gentleness towards Xing Xuanli, and her heart was filled with jealousy and resentment.

Xing Xuanli looked at Shui Ling'er and said softly, "Miss, please make way."

Shui Ling'er glared at Xing Xuanli fiercely, "It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, Young Master Nangong wouldn't have treated me like this."

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) shouted angrily, "How dare you! If you dare to be rude to my wife again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Shui Ling'er was so frightened that she trembled all over and had to give way.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) hugged Xing Xuanli and left, leaving Shui Ling'er crying silently on the spot.

She stared intently at Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) hugging Xing Xuanli as they left.

She murmured, "I have liked him since I was a girl, and I have liked him for so long. In order to wait for him, she rejected other young men from aristocratic families." But she waited until he was married to someone else.

Shui Ling'er's voice was filled with endless sorrow and despair, and her body was trembling slightly, as if she would fall down at any moment.

"I've given so much, but he never even looked at me straight in the eye." Tears blurred her vision, but she was unaware.

"I thought my sincerity could move him, but I didn't expect him to be so heartless." Shui Ling'er's voice became lower and lower, until it was almost like silent sobbing.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, ruffling her hair, but it could not blow away the pain and obsession in her heart.

At this time, the old housekeeper came out and said to Nangong Qing, "Miss Third, please go back. You don't need to come to pay your respects to the head of the family anymore." The old housekeeper glanced at Shui Ling'er, who was grieving beside him, and said with disgust, "Miss Shui, your appearance will make the world think that my young master is a heartless man. Miss Shui, my young master has never had any contact with you before. Not now, and certainly not in the future."

Nangong Qing's face turned pale, "Old housekeeper, this..."

The old housekeeper waved his hand and said, "Miss San, please stop talking and leave quickly."

Shui Ling'er raised her head, her face covered in tears. "Why do you say that? Is it wrong for me to love him?"

The old housekeeper snorted coldly, "Miss Shui, there's nothing wrong in loving someone, but it's wrong to pester them endlessly. My young master and his mistress are deeply in love, and they won't tolerate your unreasonable behavior."

Shui Ling'er bit her lip and said, "I don't believe it. How could he be so cruel to me?"

The old housekeeper ignored her, called the maid to escort the Third Miss and Miss Shui out of the house, and turned to go back into the house.

Nangong Qing looked at Shui Ling'er helplessly, "Sister Shui, let's go."

Shui Ling'er stood there in a daze, not moving for a long time.

The maid stepped forward, made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Miss Shui, Third Miss, please come in."

Shui Ling'er still stood there blankly, as if her soul had left her body, and had no reaction to the maid's words.

Nangong Qing gently tugged at the corner of Shui Ling'er's clothes, "Sister Shui, let's go."

Shui Ling'er finally woke up from her dream, her eyes dim and lifeless, "Okay, let's go."

The maid led the way in front, Shui Ling'er and Nangong Qing followed behind. The footsteps of the three of them were particularly clear in the silent courtyard.

At this time in Shui Mansion, Shui Ling'er came back from Nangong Mansion and locked herself in her boudoir. She threw all the treasures in the boudoir to the ground.

The sound of broken porcelain echoed one after another, and the room was in a mess. "Why? Why can't he see me?" Shui Ling'er screamed hysterically, tears streaming down her face.

She picked up an exquisite vase and smashed it against the wall, "Xing Xuanli, it's all because of you!"

The maids outside the door heard the noise, but no one dared to go in and dissuade them.

"I've given so much, but I don't get even a little bit of attention from him!" Shui Ling'er threw herself on the bed and burst into tears.

Her crying was filled with despair and unwillingness, and the whole room was immersed in her sadness.

The eldest wife of the Shui family saw her daughter locked herself in her boudoir and was puzzled. "Didn't this child go with Nangong Qing to the Nangong area to pay her respects to Old Master Nangong? Why did she come back and lock herself in her boudoir and cry so sadly?"

The eldest lady was filled with worry. She hurried to the door of the boudoir and knocked gently. "Ling'er, my child, open the door quickly and tell me what happened."

Shui Ling'er in the room kept crying and ignored the eldest lady's calls.

The eldest lady paced anxiously outside the door, "Ling'er, don't scare me. Tell me if you have any grievances."

Shui Ling'er opened the door, her eyes red, and she choked up and said, "Mother, Nangong Han is back, and he brought a woman back with him."

The eldest lady was startled and hurried into the house, holding Shui Ling'er's hand, "My child, don't cry, don't cry, talk slowly."

Shui Ling'er threw herself into the arms of the eldest lady, "Mother, I have liked him for so many years, but he has never looked me in the eye, and now he has brought another woman."

The eldest lady patted Shui Ling'er's back and said, "Ling'er, what on earth is going on?"

Shui Ling'er sobbed and said, "I went to Nangong Mansion today, hoping to meet him, but he was so cold to me and even showed affection with that woman right in front of me."

The eldest lady frowned, "This Nangong Han is too much. My son is so devoted to him, yet he is so heartless."

Shui Ling'er raised her head, her face covered with tears, "Mom, I won't accept this, I won't accept this."

The eldest lady said, "Tomorrow is Mr. Nangong's birthday. I want to see what the woman Nangong Han brings back looks like."

Shui Ling'er bit her lip and said with a look of grievance: "Mom, I'm afraid that after seeing her, I will be even more sad."

The eldest lady patted Shui Ling'er's shoulder gently and comforted her, "Ling'er, don't be afraid. No matter what that woman does, mother will make the decision for you. The daughter of our Shui family cannot be so useless."

Shui Ling'er nodded with tears in her eyes, "Mom, I understand."

The eldest lady thought for a moment and then said, "You should have a good rest tonight and dress up beautifully tomorrow. We can't lose in momentum."

Shui Ling'er responded, "Yes, mother."

The eldest lady continued, "When we meet that woman tomorrow, if she's not up to the task, Mother will find a way to make her give up."

Shui Ling'er felt a little relieved, "It's all up to mother."