Legitimate Daughter of the Minister

She calmly sat on the armchair, looked at Su Rong, and said, "Young Master Su, you have not officially married yet, and your reputations are not proper. It isn't appropriate for you to barge into my room, right?"

When the laughing Su Rong heard Lian Si Yue's words, she couldn't help but be startled. Raising her head to look at her, she realized that the timid Prime Minister's Palace from before had suddenly changed into a completely different person.

What was going on?

Su Rong calmed herself down, and said: "Isn't that just a matter of time? Since you are already mine, you won't be able to escape even if you want to."

Lian Si Yue laughed lightly, and glanced at him shyly, then said softly: "Since that's the case, then why must Young Master Su be so anxious? "Just wait a few more days …" In her previous life, whenever she met Su Rong in the Su Family, she was always afraid, hiding, secretly hiding, and crying. She had never taken the initiative to attack, but now, she wanted to turn the tides and control Su Rong, and then wait for the best time to make him suffer a fate worse than death!

As expected, her charming eyes made Su Rong's heart soften. He almost drooled as she hurriedly said, "Good, good, good. You should have been like this earlier.

"Then can Young Master Su do me a favor?"

"Go ahead." Su Rong looked at her in fascination.

Lian Si Yue took out a brush, ink and paper, and said, "I want to give Young Master Su a balsam, and stitch a poem on it. What poem do you want to embroider? Lian Si Yue paused for a moment, her face flushed red, "Love Poem."

"Love poem?" Su Rong did not doubt him. Her eyes lit up, she picked up her brush and dipped it in ink, "Alright, alright, alright, I'll write a line of 'Lovers become two nights, with a tree of pear blossoms suppressing the Begonia'."

Lian Si Yue saw that he was writing poems excitedly, and her eyes revealed a cold light.

"Then I'll wait for you to send me the balsam." Su Rong left in satisfaction.

Lian Si Yue folded the poem that he wrote and put it under the pillow without batting an eyelid.

Mother Lin walked in with food in hand and placed it on the table, then said, "Eldest Miss, Aunt Yun knows that you're not feeling well today, so she asked you to prepare some food. Eat it while it's still hot."

Lian Si Yue glanced at the meal, then looked at Mother Lin, who avoided her gaze and said, "You better not disappoint Aunt Yun's good intentions, she only made it for you when she saw that you are about to marry Eldest Young Master. If you don't eat it, I'll eat it."

"Go ahead and eat." Mother Lin originally thought that Lian Si Yue, who hadn't eaten for an entire day and night, would pounce over and wolf it down. She didn't expect Lian Si Yue to not even budge the slightest bit, and even push the food in front of her along with her.

Seeing that Lian Si Yue did not want to eat it, she anxiously pulled her hand and said, "Aiyo, this is Aunt Yun's good intentions for you, how would I dare to eat it?

Lian Si Yue followed her and sat down at the table. She picked up the chopsticks and was about to go grab some food, but suddenly, the chopsticks stopped.

At this moment, all of a sudden —

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" A scream came from outside.

It was the sound of a yew!

"What's wrong?" The Mother Lin immediately turned around and ran out. Lian Si Yue quickly walked over to the window, and covered more than half of the dishes in the gutter under the window.