"Madam, get out of the car quickly." Xiang Lan's voice pulled Fu Ling out of her thoughts.

Fu Ling nodded and picked up the car with ease. A chill from the pavement, carried by the cold wind, went straight to the sky, making her tremble all over.

Xiang Lan was about to put a coat on Fu Ling when she saw her walking forward quickly, and after a moment she stopped at the threshold, her tense posture slowly relaxing.

All the Fu family members were waiting respectfully by the door, and Mrs. Ning, the former domineering and arrogant eldest lady, was reluctantly standing among them. Fu Ling's eyes quickly swept through the crowd, and finally he found his mother Zheng's face on the edge of the crowd. figure——

The clothes she was wearing were obviously a little old, but there were no obvious patches. Her messy and dry hair was neatly pulled back behind her head. Her beautiful face, which had no scars but was just slightly pale, was hidden among the simple hair accessories. , the disease is almost invisible.

Sensing Fu Ling's gaze, Zheng looked over everyone's shoulders and looked at Fu Ling in tacit understanding, seemingly relieved.

Seeing that her mother had not been treated harshly during this period, Fu Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, she is now a legitimate Crown Princess. Even if Mrs. Ning is dissatisfied, she does not dare to deliberately make things difficult as before.

Thinking of this, Fu Ling felt a rare sense of elation in his heart.

If her efforts can reap rewards, even if it only has a small effect, she will never be stingy with sacrifices. Even if Xiao Chengyou didn't come today, she would definitely not mess up her position.

"Greetings to father and Mrs. Ning."

Fu Ling bowed as expected, and Fu Cheng responded with a smile on his face, but his eyes never lingered on Fu Ling and looked directly behind her.

However, there was no one around the carriage except for the servants.

Fu Cheng was still puzzled, but Mrs. Ning beside him couldn't help it anymore and frowned and asked, "His Royal Highness didn't come with you?"

Fu Ling, who had always been cautious and willing to be bullied, unexpectedly married into the general's mansion. Mrs. Ning was already holding back her anger. Today, when she returned to Ning, Fu Cheng was afraid of the crown prince's position and asked everyone in the mansion to wait at the gate to welcome her. This was even more disturbing. Her orifices were filled with smoke, and she wished she could carve a hole in Fu Ling's body with her eyes.

Fu Ling's smile froze for a moment, and then he responded calmly, "His Royal Highness is busy with official duties, and some things have been delayed."

Mrs. Ning didn't seem to be surprised. She snorted coldly from her nose and said, "His Royal Highness is not here in the first place. You can't show it to your face. Is this an excuse?"

Her voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it was clearly heard by everyone present. It was like an invisible humiliation being slapped on Fu Ling. Although the attendants around him had doubts, they all had their own thoughts when Xiao Chengyou was not visible.

Fu Ling was well prepared and did not appear flustered. He smiled and said, "Mrs. Lao Ning does not need to worry about His Royal Highness's affairs."

A group of people faced off in front of the mansion. Many people around saw the excitement and came over. The street was filled with the sounds of whispering and pointing.

Fu Cheng's face turned red and white. Seeing Mrs. Ning's aggressive attitude, he quickly smoothed things over and said, "Xiao Ling is finally back home. Don't make any trouble."

After that, he got up and walked into the courtyard. Although Mrs. Ning was full of complaints, she still hurriedly followed him.

I originally thought that the Crown Prince would come in person, and a banquet would be held in the mansion to welcome him, but now everyone was seated with different expressions on their faces.

Fu Ling looked at the empty seats next to him, and a feeling of loneliness inexplicably came to his heart.

Forget it, she has always carried it alone, so maybe she is used to it.

The delicacies of the mountains and seas were put on the table, and just as Fu Ling was about to move the chopsticks, he suddenly heard a charming voice not far away, as sharp as a sharp knife piercing his ear:

"Look at our little bastard, now he's sitting at the table in a decent manner!"

The visitor is Fu Ling's second sister, Fu Huan, who is the most favored by Mrs. Ning and her father. When he heard that she was engaged to the prince, Fu Huan was so angry that he threw all the vases in the house at home. Today, he dressed up to meet her. It was obvious that he was With bad intentions.

Seeing Fu Huan, Fu Ling's heart trembled subconsciously.

The peach blossom cake on the chopsticks accidentally fell to the table, and the sticky filling leaked from the smashed corner. It looked like food residue, dripping like dusty thoughts.

Fu Ling's face suddenly turned pale.

When she was young, her mother was favored. Mrs. Ning couldn't vent her anger on her mother, so she ordered the whole family to treat Fu Ling harshly, and then watched her mother's heartbroken expression for fun. The other person who never tired of doing this was Fu Huan.

Whenever there was a meal, Fu Huan would send someone to block the young Fu Ling in the room. After a few days, Fu Ling was so hungry that stars appeared in his eyes and he could hardly stand, so Fu Huan would order someone to bring the leftovers. He pinched Fu Ling's neck and forced her to swallow the stirred swill.

Because of the incident of eating swill, her nickname of "Little Pickle" spread widely in the mansion. The bullying became more and more intense as time went by, and even the attendant serving tea in the mansion could pretend to order Fu Ling to do things until...

Until her engagement to the heir apparent of the General Palace was finalized, everyone was used to being looked down upon and their attitude toward her suddenly changed. She was even afraid to speak loudly in front of her, let alone those who had bullied her.

This was supposed to be a hearty revenge, but who knew that even after the clouds cleared and the moon came out, the General's Mansion would still be a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chengyou's indifferent expression couldn't help but echo in Fu Ling's mind.

He had to admit that he had a handsome and proud appearance. Fu Ling had never imagined that the husband she married would have such a glorious appearance. When she saw him for the first time, she felt vaguely happy in her heart.

It's a pity that a good relationship is rare.

Fu Ling sighed inwardly and braced himself to face Fu Huan.

"Don't be arrogant in front of the Crown Princess!" Although Xiang Lan was afraid of Fu Huan, she still spoke angrily.

Fu Huan didn't expect that a humble maid would dare to talk back to him. He immediately became furious and slapped Xiang Lan on the face, "Bitch, watch your mouth!"

With her palm down, Xiang Lan's cheeks suddenly turned bright red, Fu Huan's nails were slender, and blood oozed from the scar.

Fu Huan was always cruel and ruthless. He couldn't relieve his anger with one slap, but he was about to slap him with the second slap, obviously using a lot of strength.

Xianglan has been following Fu Ling since she was a child. She has seen every time Fu Huan bullies Fu Ling, and she already hates Fu Huan very much in her heart. This is the first time she openly opposes Fu Huan. Although Xiang Lan feels pain in her body, her heart feels sad. Feeling so happy, she closed her eyes and welcomed Fu Huan's slap without hesitation.

The expected pain did not come, but a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Who dares to touch her?"