C20 Lee's Cochlea

"If you have peace of mind, Tung, Grandmother will demand justice for you in this matter." The old lady spoke up.

Bai Ruotong held the soup grandma tightly and nodded with tears in her eyes.

Mrs. Zhang saw that the old lady had been dismissed by Bai Ruotong with a few words, so she felt very unhappy. She laughed and said, "Old lady is right. Ruotong is the direct descendent of the Western General's Estate.

It was my fault for not being considerate. I will call Dr. Liu to ask him to come and have a look at Ruotong. This is not a good sign. We have to see for what reason. "

"You said something that makes sense." The old lady glanced at Zhang and sighed.

"However, it's good that Prince Rong personally sent us back yesterday. Do you need me to prepare some gifts for you?" Zhang Shi rolled her eyes and brought the topic to Prince Rong.

Prince Rong came to see them off in person, and many pairs of eyes of the entire household saw him. Who would believe it if they said that the two of them had nothing to do with each other?

When the old lady heard this, her old face turned cold. Bai Ruotong sighed. What was to come, she could not avoid it.

"What do you have to do with Prince Rong, Trent?" The old lady asked.

"Mother is confused. How can a sickly little girl like Tong have anything to do with Prince Rong?" Madame Li, who hadn't spoken for a long time, interrupted, "Mother, could it be that you didn't see the panicked expression when you were facing His Highness yesterday? In my opinion, it's obvious that His Highness has taken a fancy to our Ruotong."

"What are you talking about?" The old lady glared at her. "Rowan, Grandmother asked you a question. Tell Grandmother honestly."

"If Tung did not know Prince Rong before this, he would not have known him." Bai Ruotong said.

"Look, I guessed right. If our Tong Tong looks like a Heavenly Immortal, how could His Highness not be happy? " Madame Li ate a mouthful of tea and laughed presumptuously. Although she was old, she was still well-dressed, and her laughter was like a silver bell.

Bai Ruotong carefully sized up the two people from the Li Clan and Zhang Clan. The identities of these two people were more or less within her guesses. Although Madame Li had been in the Li Residence for many years, she had never had a child. Fortunately, he met a Godly Doctor two years ago. He found a side recipe, an old son, and gave birth to a fat boy.

Even though her mouth was a bit broken, her Mind's Eye was at ease. He was a straightforward person.

The Zhang family had been in the palace for more than three years, and although they were young, they were very shrewd. They were the main culprits that had harmed the main protagonist, Bai Yinling's mother.

"You can't say anything good in your mouth!" The old lady said helplessly. If it was really as Lady Li had said, that Gu Yan Qing had taken a fancy to Bai Ruotong, it was unknown whether or not this matter was a blessing or a curse.

"Grandmother, I have asked all that needs to be asked. If you are not recovered, please allow me to take you back to your room to rest." Bai Chusheng said.

The old lady nodded. "Go on."

When Bai Ruotong saw the old lady finally let out a sigh of relief, she hurriedly stood up. After saluting, she followed Bai Chu and entered the Yongning Courtyard.

Zhang Shi watched the two leave, gritting her teeth. If not for Madame Li's blabbering, the old lady would not have let Bai Ruotong off so easily.

Thinking like this, she glared angrily at Madame Li. When Madame Li saw her gaze, her brows raised as she smiled complacently.

Prince Zhen's Palace, Green Bamboo Courtyard.

"So it turns out to be an ornate purple flower that blooms everywhere ~ It seems like this is the only thing that matters to me ~ The beautiful scenery of the morning is the only thing I can do ~ What pleasure is there in which courtyard ~"

In the embroidery room, Bai Lingyao was humming a little tune as her slender white fingers cut through the silk.

The candlelight of the blue-glazed lamp was bright and dim, reflecting her delicate face, and the red lily on her forehead was even more tender in the orange candlelight.