Ling Chu also wondered why Mr. Dong felt guilty about her just now and regretted agreeing to give her to Zhao Jingming as his concubine.

 It turned out to be waiting for her here.

  Seeing her holding the soup but not drinking it, Mrs. Dong felt anxious, but she couldn't show it, lest she get suspicious.

Ling Chu raised his eyes, glanced at Mrs. Dong, suddenly stood up, and brought the soup to her.

“Mom, you’ve been looking bad recently. You have to make a hard trip to Zhao Guogong’s mansion tomorrow. My bowl of soup contains a lot of red dates. You can just eat it to replenish your body and avoid being exhausted.”

Lingchu was sent to Xuanqingguan for foster care by the Dong family since he was a child. The relationship between mother and daughter has always been cold.

Seeing that she suddenly cared about her mother, everyone present was surprised.

   Mr. Dong frowned slightly, almost invisible, "No need, Mom, it's not hard. You have always been in poor health, and it's the time when you are growing, so you should eat more."

“Mom doesn’t want it, so why not give it to third sister. She is younger than me, and as the older sister, I should take care of her.”

Ling Qing looked on puzzledly, a little confused by Ling Chu's sudden show of kindness.

Ms. Dong didn't wait for her younger daughter to speak and directly refused for her. "Your third sister has grown up in the house since she was a child. She has no shortage of this kind of food. You'd better eat it yourself."

Why did this little **** suddenly change her temper? Maybe she discovered something unusual in the soup.

After being rejected twice in a row, Ling Chu was not annoyed. He just looked at Mr. Dong calmly and said, "Since my mother and third sister don't want it, I will give this bowl of soup to my eldest brother. He is not in good health and needs to be replenished." "

 As expected, he is a little **** with a vicious heart.

Ling Hao is her biological eldest brother, how could she bear to harm him.

Even though Mr. Dong was furious, it was obvious that Ling Chu turned around and left with the soup, so he could only suppress his anger.

"Wait a minute, your eldest brother is taking medicine, and this soup is not suitable for him. Since you are filial, I will exchange a bowl with you."

Mrs. Tai’s brows were furrowed. She originally thought that Ling Chu’s sudden show of kindness to Mr. Dong was because he wanted her mother to go to Zhao Guofu tomorrow to get the concubinage documents back.

 But now she saw something was wrong on Dong's face. There seemed to be anger in his eyes, and his tone was wrong.

Lingchu came back with the soup and handed the bowl to Mrs. Dong, "Okay, then, mother, please drink this soup."

Mr. Dong endured her anger and took the bowl of soup lovingly, but did not drink it. She just put it on the table.

Instead, she picked up her own bowl and handed it to Ling Chu, "Sister Chu is filial, and mother is very happy. Then mother will exchange it with you. You can drink this bowl."

Ling Chu didn't move, and Mrs. Dong smiled and wanted to give her the soup.

【Ding! 】

  【Mongolian perspiration drug detected, please pay attention to the host's safety! 】

Looking at the bowl of medicine in Dong's hand, Ling Chu felt sad for the original owner.

Ms. Dong didn't hear the warning from the system, and still advised her kindly, "Sister Chu, the soup is almost cold, drink it quickly."

Ling Chu looked at her steadily, his voice as cold as ice, "Mom, the eldest brother and the third sister are both your biological children. You picked me up, right?"

Dong's heart tightened and she glared angrily, "What are you talking about? You and your eldest brother are twins. When you were born, my mother almost lost half her life."

Lingchu was suspicious. It turned out that what she just said was just casual.

 But now, why did she feel that her mother's expression and tone revealed such a trace of sternness?

"Since I am your biological child, why do you treat your eldest brother and third sister like jewels, but you hate me so much?"

"When did I hate you so much? Even if you were angry with me for fostering you in Xuanqing Temple, you shouldn't have wronged me like this. If you want to blame me, it's your own bad fate. If you hadn't punished your six relatives, I would have Why send you away to foster care.

I can't kill the whole government just because of you. "

Ling Chu sneered, "I wronged you, but you didn't hate me to the bone? Then tell me, what's the deal with the sweat medicine in the soup?" Dong's expression changed, and the little **** really knew it.

 But she did it so covertly, how on earth did she know?

 “What kind of sweat medicine?”

Everyone was looking at Dong and Ling Chu with suspicious expressions when they suddenly heard an angry shout and subconsciously looked out the door.

 Ling Mao and Ling Zong, father and son, walked into the flower hall with frowns and angry expressions on their faces.

At this moment, a sound of breaking porcelain suddenly sounded.

Lingchu turned around.

 In front of Mrs. Dong, two porcelain bowls were broken into several pieces.

 The chicken soup in the bowl is flowing along the table to the ground.

Ling Mao glanced at the messy table with cups and plates with a majestic look, and said coldly, "What kind of sweat medicine?"

 In the flower hall.

 Hush.

 No one spoke.

Ling Zong frowned and glanced at his wife, then turned to glare at Ling Chu, "Sister Chu, what happened? What medicine were you talking about?"

  Although Ms. Dong lowered her head, she felt no fear in her heart.

She had already smashed the soup bowl. Without evidence, the little **** could only settle the matter.

Lingchu did not hide it, "Dad, the chicken soup my mother made me drink just now contained sweat medicine."

"Sister Chu, I kindly asked the cook to make chicken soup to replenish everyone's health. Even if you hate me for fostering you in a Taoist temple and promising you to the prince of Zhao Guogong as a concubine, you can't wrong your mother like this, right?"

“I have already promised you that I will go to Zhao Guogong’s mansion tomorrow to get back the concubine acceptance documents. What else are you dissatisfied with? Do you have to continue to make trouble and make the house restless?”

Lingchu ignored Dong's cry and said coldly to Ling Zong, "Dad, if there is any medicine for sweating, please ask a doctor to come back and test it."

  Even though the bowl was smashed, the soup was gone. But the little bit left at the bottom of the bowl was enough for the doctor to examine clearly. "

Ms. Dong's face turned pale and she regretted why she hadn't smashed the two bowls to the ground just now.

Having been married for many years, Ling Zong could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with Dong's expression.

Ling Zong couldn't bear the anger in his heart, and he felt more and more that his wife's attitude towards his eldest daughter was beyond his understanding, "You gave Chu Jie's son the sweat medicine, what on earth do you want to do?"

“Although I am in charge of Zhongzhi, it does not mean that I administered the drug. After all, Chujie is also my daughter, so how could I drug her for no reason..."

"Who knows if they are planning to wait for me to drink the medicine and then send it to the Duke of Zhao's mansion overnight."

Ling Chu exposed Dong in a cold voice. Seeing that her face was livid with anger, she became more and more suspicious.

“Dad, the eldest brother and the third sister are biological children. Could it be that I picked them up or you gave birth to them with another woman?”

Lingchu couldn't bear to doubt that Mr. Dong was so unhappy with her.

 It is not surprising if he ignores her because of his renunciation.

 But just because he didn't like her, he gave her to someone else as a concubine, and even drugged her. This can be said to be hate.

  What normal mother would do such a thing to her biological daughter?

Ling Zong didn't expect his eldest daughter to ask such outrageous things, so he glared at her angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? You and your eldest brother are twins, both born to your mother."

Lingchu kept staring at her father, but didn't see anything unusual in his expression. (End of chapter)

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