Unfilial daughter
"Dad, she can't be my sister. My sister is mute and can't speak. This person looks like a human but not quite, who knows who she is." Leng Ruxing regained her composure and only felt at ease after confirming that the person in front of her was indeed a human being.
Leng Ruyu is already dead, how can she still come running, and she hasn't spoken in over a decade, how can she still shout so loudly.
Leng Qingxiang glanced at the Second and Third Princes sitting beside him without leaving any trace. They were both savoring their tea carefully, as if this was a family matter that they wouldn't interfere with.
What one fears most is not the open attack but the secret arrow. The more the two princes don't show their intentions, the more they make Leng Qingxuan's heart tremble with fear.
Leng Qingxiang thought for a moment and said, "Isn't Leng Rutong's voice already gone? How can this person speak so smoothly?"
He asked again in doubt: "Who are you after all?"
"Dad, I'm Ruou, daughter has no strength left, can't lift my head again, let Ermei come see for herself." Leng Ruou really had no energy left, feeling her forehead start bleeding again.
Leng Ruxing suddenly stood up, took a glance at the miss beside her who was scared out of her wits, and then looked at the two princes. With so many people in the hall, she wasn't afraid.
She walked over and squatted beside Leng Ruyi, using her little thumb to gently lift up Leng Ruyi's face. After examining it carefully, her expression changed greatly, and she retreated several steps in shock, not expecting that Leng Ruyi was really not dead.
"Second sister, quickly tell Father whether I am the elder sister or not." Leng Ru Xing crawled over, anxiously stretching out her blood-stained hands to grab onto Leng Ru Ling's white and gold-embroidered sleeves, shaking her violently.
Leng Ruxing glared at her disgusting hands, wishing she could strangle her to death right now. It was all because of herself that she hadn't disposed of the body yet. Originally, she had wanted to give her a bad reputation, but unexpectedly left her a thread of life. Leng Ruxing really had good luck.
Leng Ruxing pitifully looked at her: "Sister, how did you end up like this? Let me help you wipe it off." Leng Ruxing said as she took out a silk handkerchief to help Leng Rutang wipe the bloodstains on her face.
"No, no need to, it will dirty Ermei's silk handkerchief." Leng Ruxin hastily refused, but Leng Rusong's hands still roughly rubbed her wound frantically, and she even used those thick fingernails to dig into her wound with force.
Leng Ruxin's face was covered in wounds, and fresh blood was seeping out again, staining her silk handkerchief red. She gritted her teeth in pain: "It hurts, it hurts so much! Second sister knows your intentions, please spare me this once, my face is injured and can't be rubbed carelessly." This Leng Ruxin was truly vicious, she could still bring herself to do this despite being in such a state.
Leng Ruxing withdrew her venomous gaze, stood up and returned to her seat, saying kindly: "Father, it's better to hurry up and find a doctor for elder sister."
"No, I don't want a doctor, daughter now just wants father to take charge for me."
Leng Qingxiang was still puzzled: "How did you suddenly learn to speak?"
Hearing this, Leng Ruyi burst into tears again: "Father, I was forced to do this."
The silent second prince next to him slightly hooked up the corner of his mouth, taking an interest in this suddenly eloquent mute. Not at all annoyed by Cold-as-Lan's sudden intrusion, he instead felt that this dull banquet had finally become lively.
The third prince merely glanced at him lightly, which piqued the second brother's interest in watching the show, and it was unlikely that the matter would be settled so quickly. Anyway, he had nothing to do today. He changed his posture, with one hand propping up his right cheek and the other resting on the back of the chair, a strand of scattered black hair falling across his chest, a pair of captivating peach blossom eyes lazily gazing at Cold Ruoyu, who was lying down without any energy, a few strands of hair covering a third of his face, completely in a posture waiting for the good show to begin.
"You're as clueless as Cold Qing, you really don't know your place. What's bigger than the two princes coming to our estate?"
Leng Ruyan's slender fingers, which were pressed against the floor, revealed a faint blue vein. This father of hers was truly heartless. She was already in such a half-dead state, yet he didn't have a single word of concern for her. He only said that nothing compared to the importance of the prince coming to their residence. Leng Ruyan narrowed her eyes slightly.
She burst into loud wailing again: "Father, father, your daughter is unfilial. Living for 23 years, I was found out to be secretly meeting with someone before my death. It's all because of my weakness, I don't even have the ability to defend myself, and I've brought shame to you and the Prime Minister's residence."
"What did you say!" Leng Qingxiang almost jumped up.
