Zheng Ling suddenly felt as if a burst of thunder had struck his head. He was so frightened that he turned to stone.

Her fear of Yu Qianqian was an instinctive reaction.

Yu Qianqian's face had atrophied muscles, and her withered yellow eyes glared at Yan Zhengling fiercely. Yan Zhengling felt as if he had seen a ghost and was frightened.

"Mom." She shouted tremblingly.

"Yan Zhengling, I have given the chalcedony to Zhuma. It is Zhuma's private property, and you are not qualified to ask for it." Yu Qianqian was sitting in a wheelchair, but her aura was very cold.

Zheng Ling explained in a soft voice: "Mom, this chalcedony jewelry has my name engraved on it. The chalcedony also contains my and brother Jue's hair knot. It is not appropriate to give it to Zhuma. I will give it to you again later.

Two jewelry pieces that are exactly the same as Zhuma’s, okay?”

Zhuma said happily, "Okay."

Zheng Ling was very angry, but because the other party was an elder, he had to swallow his anger.

Yu Qianqian sneered: "You have Han Jue's hair? Wouldn't that be just right? This chalcedony was given to Zhu Ma, which means that Han Jue and Zhu Ma are destined to grow old together."

He turned around and told Zhuma, "Zhuma, consider this chalcedony as a betrothal gift from my future mother-in-law to you. Please keep it safe for me."

Yan Zhengling turned around and looked at Yu Qianqian. Xiuyi's face was full of dissatisfaction with Yu Qianqian.

"Mom, what else do you have to say?" The restrained emotions were rolling inside her body, she couldn't express her anger, and her chest was sore and blocked with anger.

"Fengxian, let's go." Zheng Ling turned around and was about to leave.

But Yu Qianqian angrily shouted at her, "Stop? Yan Zhengling, did I let you go?"

An unbelievable light shone in Zheng Ling's pupils. It was true that Zhan Hanjue had always wanted to arrange a replacement wedding. It seemed that he had indeed mentioned this matter to Yu Qianqian.

But, had Yu Qianqian ever mentioned to him about concubines marrying together? If so, how did Brother Jue respond?

The huge emotional reaction soon caused Zheng Ling's body to become disordered. His body temperature regulation was disrupted and his nervous system was disrupted. Zheng Ling gradually felt that he was breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Yan Zhengling, I heard from Jue'er that he wants to arrange a make-up wedding for you? I'm thinking, why don't you marry your wife and concubine together?"

Zheng Ling asked excitedly, "Then how did he answer you?"

"I am her mother, and he listens to me the most."

"Does Brother Jue know about this?" Zheng Ling's body became a little floaty, like a weightless fallen leaf.

Yu Qianqian said: "Of course he knows."

Glancing at Zheng Ling's trembling body, Yu Qianqian was extremely disgusted, "Look at you, with your fragile body, Han Jue didn't divorce you, he just missed his old relationship. Do you think you look like Han Jue?

How can you satisfy such a strong man?"

Zheng Ling felt a little short of breath, covered her chest and turned around to run away.

Zheng Ling said: "Impossible."

Yu Qianqian didn't expect that her alienation plan would be ineffective. Once the plan failed, she tried another plan, "Yan Zhengling, Han Jue does not need to ask for your opinion when marrying a concubine."

Fengxian was so frightened that she quickly hugged her, "Sister Zhengling, what's wrong with you?"

Zheng Ling grabbed Fengxian's hand and said excitedly: "I'm fine, Xianxian, I'm about to have a panic attack. Put me on the ground quickly."

She was afraid that she would fall in front of Yu Qianqian and let Yu Qianqian see the joke because her body was weak.

She ran for a while when suddenly her vision went dark and she knelt down.

Fengxian laid her down on the grass. Seeing that although Zheng Ling fainted, her breathing was still steady, and Zheng Ling seemed to be very experienced in panic attacks, Fengxian could barely maintain her composure.

It didn't take long for Zheng Ling to really recover.

Fengxian hugged her and cried bitterly, "Sister Zhengling, you scared me to death."

Zheng Ling sat up weakly and said weakly: "I probably have my grandfather's disease."

Fengxian opened her eyes in horror, "What did you say?"


Chapter completed!