Chen Jingting, the son of the Marquis of Yongding, fell in Huo Linchun's eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But he couldn't help but laugh after saying this: "But judging from Jing Ningbo's temperament, this family matter is probably not bad." He talked about the trivial matters of Jingningbo's mansion, as if he really had nothing to say.

Xue Huaijian ate and drank without saying a word.

Suddenly, Huo Linchun stopped, stood up and walked to the window. After standing still, he was only half a step away from Xue Huaijian. But Xue Huaijian did not move, like a clay sculpture person.

Huo Linchun looked out the window, his voice was soft, and he murmured, "Let's let people serve some food." ”

Xue Huaijian's body moved slightly, and after sitting upright, he raised his voice and called "innocent". The door of the private room immediately opened, and there was a crack in it. Innocent poked into half of his face from the outside, and asked with a respectful expression, "What does the master command?"

Xue Huaijian glanced at Huo Linchun with a sideways face, and when he saw that he didn't move, he replied casually: "Let people serve a few dishes." ”

Hearing that he didn't explicitly state what dishes to serve, Wuxian knew that it was the old rule, so he agreed and prepared to retreat. But at the moment when he was about to close the door, he heard Huo Linchun's words.

After hesitating, Innocent furrowed his brows.

He clearly heard Huo Linchun saying in an almost demagogic tone-

"A group of people have recently been sent from the south, and it is said that they are extraordinary, why don't Commander Xue take a look?"

The tail note dragged on for a long time, sounding like a feather sweeping across his cheeks and a warm spring breeze blowing in his ears.

Innocent's brow furrowed even tighter.

He secretly scolded Huo Linchun in his heart, and tried his best to close the door quietly and retreat. When he turned around, his white and delicate face was already full of unhappiness, and it wasn't until the end of the meal that he saw Huo Linchun come out alone, and his face looked good.

The door of the private room was still closed, and the master of his house was still inside.

Chop approached the door with an umbrella, listened to the movement inside with bated breath, shook his head and said, "Is the master asleep?"

Innocent replied vaguely, "What are you thinking", while looking downstairs, seeing Huo Linchun walking away with the accompanying civilian clothes Xiao Huangmen, he suddenly scolded in a low voice without being angry: "This dead eunuch is so, he still wants to bring a bad master, what kind of heart!"

He turned his face with a blank expression, but he took it in a serious tone: "Probably kind." ”

Hearing this, Wuxian stretched out his hand, and knocked on the door of his head with a chestnut: "I, the master is a good person, can you go around the goulan tile shop with a dead eunuch?"

Innocent pressed his temples that were suddenly jumping, feeling that he didn't make Huo Linchun angry, but he had to vomit blood first.

But if you live for a lifetime, who can not meet a few fools who don't make sense?

Thinking like this, Innocent still took a deep breath and swallowed all the anger into his stomach.

No matter how stupid your brother is, it's a good ...... after all

But this is to be heard by the fourth girl Qi who is now angry, and she is afraid that she will scoff at her.

What about blood sisters, it's just making people angry.

It was now halfway through noon, and she hadn't eaten yet. The maidservant took the food and set a table full of it in front of her, but she never touched a single chopstick. It's not that the food is not fragrant and the food is unpalatable, but that she has been full of anger and grievances before, and even if she has delicious food in her mouth at the moment, she can't eat it.

Not long after, the dishes were cold, and the porridge and rice were no longer hot.

Although the weather in late spring is not as warm and cold as in early spring, the food is still unmoving, and the aroma is still lost in a blink of an eye.

Qi Mo became more and more out of appetite.

Her eldest maid Tourmaline stood aside, and when she saw this, she couldn't help but persuade softly: "Girl, you use some of it, you still have to use it if you don't feel happy in your heart, otherwise you will starve yourself when you turn around, won't it make those people even more happy?"

Qi Mo's face changed when she heard this, and she looked down at the rice bowl, as if she had heard it in her heart.

Tourmaline breathed a sigh of relief, and was busy asking people to go to hot dishes.

Before she could say anything, Qi Mo had already thrown away her chopsticks and stood up and said, "Don't eat it!" She left the table, without hesitation, even if she went out to her biological mother, Aunt Cui.

Jingningbo Mansion is an old mansion, although it has been repaired and renovated several times, but it is not big, and it is only enough to live now. At the same time, after the eldest aunt and grandmother Qi Chunmei, who had already married, returned with her son, she occupied two more places. The little masters in the house, except for the five girls who are too small, all live with their biological mothers.

The house of the fourth girl, Qi Mo, is not far from the residence of her biological mother, Aunt Cui.

She walked so fast that it seemed that in the blink of an eye, she crossed half the courtyard and arrived in front of Aunt Cui's door.

In the room, Aunt Cui was taking a selfie in the mirror.

The eyebrows are as beautiful as ever. The person in the bronze mirror, if you don't look closely, is still like a girl.

She grabbed the rhombic glasses with one hand and gently stroked the corners of her eyes with the other. Although she is getting older every year, her skin is still smooth and firm, and the corners of her eyes are smooth and free of fine lines.

The one who doesn't seem to have the surname Bai is younger than her next year, but now he looks a lot older than her.

Not to mention the one in the crape myrtle garden.

It was said that the madness was almost as good as it was, but no one had ever seen her come out.

It must be that he is an old pearl yellow, and he has long been so ugly that he has no face to see people.

Aunt Cui was very proud of this, looked at herself in the mirror and laughed slowly. But when she thought about it, her smile was as faint as a cloud of smoke, and the wind blew away in an instant. Although she is as beautiful as in the old days, the days that her uncle has been in her house can be counted.

When she was young, she always thought that her uncle liked her very much.

But when I look at it now, I feel stupid.

He shouldn't hate her, but if he likes her, he doesn't seem to have it.

It's just faint, ordinary, and there is no difference between treating her and treating others.

Aunt Cui sighed, stared at her willow eyebrows, and suddenly thought of the previous conversation with the fifth girl. She whispered the word "Bizhu", and when she raised her eyes, she suddenly saw her daughter, and couldn't help but be frightened: "When did you come? Why is there no sound at all?"

Qi Mo kept a calm face and didn't speak.

Aunt Cui frowned: "What's wrong?"

Qi Mo said, "You haven't heard?"

"What did you hear?" Aunt Cui was stunned for a moment.

Qi Mo's eyebrows became more and more gloomy: "What happened when a few of us went to see Daddy. ”

When Aunt Cui heard this, she suddenly realized: "Oh! Isn't it just that Uncle mistook you for the fifth girl?"

She furrowed her brow and withdrew her gaze to look in the mirror again.

Qi Mo said unhappily: "Isn't it?"

Aunt Cui was a little absent-minded: "It's just a mistake to admit it, what can be a big deal." You are about the same age as the fifth girl, and your uncle rarely sees you, so what's so strange about occasionally calling you wrong. ”