The little ancestor of the family

Chapter 208: The Lady's Name Is on It

After hearing this, Leng Qingyu quickly raised his eyes and looked above the woman's head.

When Ning Yuer saw that several people had discovered her, she quickly turned around and was about to leave.

Ding Qiao was quick-witted and quick-handed, and stepped forward to stop her as she just stepped out of the palace gate.

"I'm sorry I bumped into you. Are you hurt anywhere?"

While apologizing, Ding Qiao reached out and held her arm.

On the surface, he was checking to see if she was injured, but in reality he was controlling her and preventing her from leaving.

"I'm fine, let go!"

Ning Yuer was a little flustered.

She tried to break free from Ding Qiao's hand, but failed.

At this time, Leng Qingyu and Ye Xinran also came up.

Leng Qingyu looked at the hairpin on her head and recognized it as hers at a glance.

She winked at Banxia, ​​who immediately stepped forward and held him down, shouting, "You've been spying on us for a long time, why are you running away in such a hurry?"

Seeing that she couldn't break free, Ning Yuer simply stopped running.

She stretched out her hand and pulled at her dress, then said with a calm expression, "This girl is so unreasonable. You and I are strangers. I came here to burn incense and worship Buddha. Why am I spying on you?"

"You still dare to quibble. You were clearly peeking at my wife and my daughter just now!" Banxia said.

Banxia's voice was quite loud. When she said this, the people around who were preparing to burn incense stopped entering the hall and stood outside the hall to watch the fun.

Ning Yu'er wanted to refute it, but when she saw more people looking over here, her eyes suddenly turned red and she said:

"Don't go too far and accuse me of spying on you for no reason.

Ling'an Temple is such a big place, it's inevitable that people will meet each other as they come and go.

Is it true that only the ladies and ladies of your mansion can come to this place, and we poor people cannot come here?"

He spoke with great grievance, and tears accidentally fell from his eyes after he finished speaking.

She is petite to begin with, and now looking even more pitiful in this state.

When the women who came to burn incense together saw this, they felt pity for him.

"Buddhism is a quiet place, and in the eyes of the Buddha, there is no distinction between the rich and the poor.

You wealthy families usually show off your power, but now in front of this palace, are you going to bully others by taking advantage of your power?"

"That's right, you think you're great just because you're rich!"

"Whose family is this? It's so shameful for them to make a scene in a place like this!"

"It seems to be from Jing'an Marquis Mansion!" Someone in the crowd recognized Leng Qingyu.

"Really? How could the wife of Jing'an Marquis's mansion do such a thing?"

Seeing that the discussions around him were unfavorable to his wife, Banxia became even more angry:

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who bullied you?"

"Banxia!" Leng Qingyu stopped the maid.

He stared at Ning Yuer's face and asked, "Do you know us?"

When Ning Yuer saw Leng Qingyu talking to her, her noble and elegant appearance aroused all the jealousy and hatred in her heart.

Her eyes were red, and she tried her best to suppress her emotions, and whispered: "I have already said that Madam and I have never met!

Madam, I just happened to pass by here, please let me go, I have young children at home..."

"Since you don't know me, how did you just tell me that we were from a marquisate?"

Leng Qingyu asked without waiting for Ning Yuer to finish.

"I……"

Ning Yuer then remembered that she was so excited just now that she blurted out the word "Marquis' Mansion".

The crowd watching also reacted.

"Yes, it was this lady who first recognized that the person across from her was from the Marquis' Mansion, right?

How did you recognize him? Can you tell where he is from just by his clothes? "

"How is that possible? How can you recognize him just by his clothes?"

"She just said she didn't know him, so she actually knew him, right?"

Everyone turned their eyes to Ning Yuer again.

Ning Yuer was nervous and bit her lip, about to cry.

"I just said it casually. Who knows whether you are from a marquis's mansion or a royal mansion? You are different from common people like us anyway."

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Leng Qingyu actually felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Could this be the mistress that Lu Tingen kept outside?

She had just returned to the capital and hadn't had time to go to Yongning Alley to see anyone, but she ran into him like this?

Her palms were sweaty and her body was shaking slightly.

Ye Xinran noticed something was wrong with her mother and reached out to support her.

Leng Qingyu finally recovered a little and said to Ning Yuer, "You keep saying you don't know me, so why are you wearing my dowry hairpin on your head?"

Ning Yuer was shocked when she heard Leng Qingyu's words.

She subconsciously reached for the hairpin on her head, but Ding Qiao was quick to pull it off her head.

Ning Yuer's eyes were really furious now. She reached out to grab the hairpin, but Ding Qiao dodged it.

Ding Qiao handed the hairpin to Leng Qingyu, and Ning Yuer immediately shouted, "This hairpin was clearly given to me by my husband, when did it become yours? In broad daylight, in the clear sky, are you going to snatch my token of love in front of the Buddha?"

Banxia was almost laughing at her anger, and couldn't help but retort, "Your token of love? When your husband gave it to you, did he tell you that this hairpin had my wife's name engraved on it?"

"What's your wife's name?"

Now it was Ning Yuer's turn to be frightened.

She was stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "Impossible, there is no name on it!"

"Why am I confused?" someone in the crowd said.

"Are there any words?"

"If there really is a name on it, then this woman is really good at pretending!"

Leng Qingyu handed the hairpin to Banxia and motioned her to show it to everyone.

Banxia took the hairpin from its owner and gently twisted the head of the hairpin with her fingers. It suddenly opened up, like a small plum blossom in full bloom.

There is a word engraved in the heart of the plum blossom: "Yu".

When everyone saw this, they all took a deep breath.

“There are actually words!”

“There are really words!”

"That woman is lying!"

"She was crying from the beginning. It turns out she was just pretending to be pitiful!"

"You actually lied in front of the Buddha. You will be struck by lightning!"

Before everyone finished talking, Leng Qingyu asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"

With the facts before her eyes, Ning Yuer really had nothing to say.

Leng Qingyu continued, "Since it was given to you by your husband, please ask your husband to come out. I would like to ask where your husband got the things in my storehouse!"

"I..." Ning Yu'er stammered, "My husband is doing business in another place and is not in the capital at all."

"That's okay."

Leng Qingyu said, "It doesn't matter whether he shows up or not. I now suspect that you stole something from my storehouse, and I'm going to report you to the police.

If you have anything to say, go and talk to the officials!"