Green embroidery hung her head, her hanging hand pulled the corners of her clothes tightly, her eyes looked at Mo Qingning from time to time, and she was apprehensive.

Mo Qingning's focused eyes all fell on the white good cloth, and the red silk thread outlined the final outline of the peony, and she rubbed her astringent eyes and slowly looked at the green embroidery.

"Green embroidery, you have been following Mo Nianchu these days, are you okay?"

How good would it be to follow that dirt bun? If she hadn't stolen the golden hairpin, she wouldn't have gained anything.

I couldn't figure out Mo Qingning's thoughts, and the green embroidery didn't have stubble, and she rolled her eyes faintly: "Miss Lao is worried about the slave maid, and the slave maid is very good." ”

"It was Miss Ben who valued you at the beginning, so she sent you to Yunyan Pavilion, and the reason why Miss Ben didn't tell you was to put on a good show in front of Mo Nianchu and let her not defend you. Mo Qingning said without blushing and heartbeat, and gently held the hand of the green embroidery as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Green embroidery subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but in the end she held Mo Qingning's hand, a little surprised and surprised: "Is the eldest lady telling the truth?"

Mo Qingning withdrew his hand with a smile in his eyebrows, and glanced at the girl who was waiting beside him: "Ling'er." ”

Ling'er knowingly took out a bulging money bag from her wide sleeve.

Green embroidery looked greedily at the money bag, and her eyes were bright as if they were glowing green.

Mo Qingning saw it clearly, the corners of his slightly hooked mouth were a little colder, and he handed the money bag to Lu Xiu: "You've worked hard these days." ”

Lu Xiu held the money bag and swallowed excitedly: "The slave is not hard, not hard." ”

"There are three days left before the Buddha Bathing Festival, at that time, you won't disappoint Miss Ben, right?" Mo Qingning smiled lightly and stuffed a yellow paper bag into Green Embroidery's hand.

"Miss, don't worry. The ghostly green embroidery looked at the money bag in his hand and replied with a smile.

The weather in early spring is the most incomprehensible, the sun shines for a while in the morning, but in the afternoon, it is a light rain, as if the whole world is shrouded in a black veil.

There were a few pots of green orchid grass along the corridor of Yunyan Pavilion, which Shen Qingyu had planted idly this morning.

In her rare spare time, she moved a chair and sat under the porch, looking at the orchids and plants, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Sister Nianchu really has Yaxing. ”

A slightly joking voice pulled her thoughts back, and she just raised her eyes to meet each other.

She smiled: "Why does Sister Qingying have time to come?"

Mo Qingying didn't take the maid, she walked with a good step, holding a food basket in her hand, and walked to the bottom of the corridor in a short time.

"My sister made some plum cakes and sent them to my sister. ”

She stared at the basket she handed over with inexplicable eyes, and chuckled: "My sister has a heart." ”

Shen Qingyu didn't invite her to sit, she didn't feel embarrassed and stood silent, she couldn't help it.

"Doesn't Sister Nianchu hate?"

Shen Qingyu sneered in his heart, but his face was puzzled.

Mo Qingying's face stiffened for a moment, and then she sneered: "As the eldest daughter of the Mo Mansion, Sister Nianchu should be the daughter-in-law." ”

I really don't know if this Mo Nianchu is really stupid?

"What my sister said is very true, but my sister is in this huge Mo Mansion, and it is difficult to gain a foothold, so how can I talk about the position of a concubine?" she wrinkled her brows and sighed lightly.

If you look closely, you will definitely find the coldness on her eyebrows.

If you don't say it sooner or later, if you suddenly provoke it now, you will inevitably be uneasy and kind.

Her reaction hit Mo Qingying's heart, and Mo Qingying secretly hooked the corners of her mouth: "Actually, my sister and sister are not in this situation." ”

She squatted down and put her hand on Shen Qingyu's lap, feeling aggrieved and helpless.

If it weren't for Mo Qingning who took away her literary endowment, then the number one talented woman in the world should be her Mo Qingying, this bone-eroding hatred, she has always endured it in her heart.

Shen Qingyu's eyes swept over without a trace, but there were two words of distress on his lips.

"So Sister Nianchu, we all have the same enemy. Mo Qingying looked up at her with watery eyes.

She held Mo Qingying's hand with her backhand, and burst into tears as if she had found a confidant.

Mo Qingying secretly sneered at a fool, and then wiped Jingying who couldn't linger in the corners of her eyes: "Sister Nianchu, do you want to take back everything that belongs to you?"

She pretended to hesitate for a moment before nodding firmly.

"Sister Nianchu, my sister has a plan. Mo Qingying's silent eerie smile approached her ear.

I don't know what she said, the corners of Shen Qingyu's mouth gradually opened a touch of ridicule.

As soon as Mo Qingying's front foot left, the green embroidered back foot walked in.

Looking at Shen Qingyu, who was lying on the Taishi chair with a blanket and reading, Lu Xiu was angry, if it wasn't for the eldest lady asking the doctor to take a look at her, I didn't know that she wouldn't have been poisoned by Shen Qingyu's soil buns at all.

I think it was this dirt bag that deliberately tricked her at that time.

He walked briskly down the corridor, as if he saw the food basket placed at Shen Qingyu's feet.

"Who sent this plum crisp?" originally thought that she was drugged by this dirt bun, and she was still afraid, but now that she has the eldest lady as a backer behind her, she is unscrupulous.

Yu Guang glanced at the green embroidery that was sent to her mouth with the plum blossom cake, she didn't pay attention to her, but looked at the scroll with a smile.

Green embroidery is boring, these days, she knows her temperament, seeing that she doesn't speak, she doesn't dare to be as presumptuous as before, and picked up two plum blossom cakes, twisted her thin waist and walked to her house.

The second lady is the best at plum blossom crisp, at this time in previous years, as long as the second lady in the yard of the errand people, can eat this plum blossom crisp, want to come to this plum blossom crisp must be sent by the second lady.

The green embroidery leaning against the door stuffed the last piece of plum blossom cake into her mouth, and she had to find a way to inform the eldest lady............

Sheng Xiaohou Ye was about to go to the Drunken Dream Building to get drunk and dream of death, but he didn't know that it was not good to be a teacher, and he was just about to step into the red dust, Xiao Bingyu didn't know where to come out, and he stopped him as soon as he made a sound.

In the end, it is the girl's family, how impatient Sheng Jingchen is, but he will not blow her face on the street.

"Brother Jingchen, our winery has recently brewed some osmanthus wine, do you want to try it?" Xiao Bingyu's eyebrows were full of spring, and she looked at him with a lingering look, just like a little daughter's house.

Pulling away a little distance, his expression was indifferent: "Is it delicious to be brewed by a sick beauty?"

She was a little depressed in her heart, and the coquettishness on her face disappeared, and she snorted her lips, wanting to say something, but she couldn't say it.

Seeing this, Sheng Jingchen didn't bother to talk nonsense with her, and stepped into the Drunken Dream Building with his feet.

When it comes to osmanthus wine, I don't know the sick beauty...... Ah......h How is she, what's the matter with him?

Xiao Bingyu's eyes were dim, his mouth was pursed into a line, Yixing Wine Shop was Mo Nianchu's slut again...... She gritted her teeth, her hands clutching the corners of her clothes, where could she compare to that slut......

"Miss. ”

She gathered her thoughts and glanced at Cui'er, who looked cautious beside her: "Is the matter done?"

Cui'er nodded.

She snorted coldly, laughing strangely, this Buddha bathing festival, she will want Mo Nianchu's slut to go with a life, and return without a life............

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