Shangguan Qianyu, this guy has become too scoundrel since he discovered her identity in Shadowless Valley, let's worry about him, every time he is so angry that he can't cry or laugh, don't care, he will die by his side again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Fortunately, he was not without measure, and when she was really angry, he immediately rolled away on his own.

Just like now.

Yan Qingrui shook her head, not knowing whether to be angry or funny.

She returned to the study, read the letter left by Su Ruolan again, pondered for a while, and wrote down the names on the paper.

It is written with Mama Qin, Yan Xiong, Yan Jie, Zhang Xueyun......

In this column, there are more than 30 names.

But if you pay attention, the people corresponding to these names are all some old people in Yan Mansion, at least there are old people who have been in Yan Mansion for more than eight years.

Including the bookkeeper, the steward of the grange, the general manager, and even the subordinates who pour night incense, and the rough mother-in-law of the pulp washing room.

She actually felt the bottom of the Yan family so clearly.

She looked at the names, thought and thought, and then, frowning, began to cross out again, one by one, and finally, there were only three names left on the paper.

A Qin Mama, a Grange steward, and a Yan Xiong.

She continued to ponder over the three names, when she heard a knock at the door. Yan Qingrui didn't raise her head and said, "Come in." ”

There was a sweet fragrance wafting in the air, and there was a hint of coolness, and a voice said beside her: "Xiao Qingrui, if you write other people's names on paper, I will taste it." ”

Yan Qingrui turned around: "Why are you?"

Isn't this guy already gone?

Shangguan Qianyu said: "I have already prepared the melons and fruits of Jingshui Town for you, and you refuse to go to the Qinghe Palace, so I have to send someone to fetch them." As he spoke, he also handed the tray in his hand to Yan Qingrui.

On a tray, a plate of grapes, a plate of watermelon. The grapes have been washed, and the watermelons have been cut, giving them a cool scent.

Yan Qingrui was a little speechless, the distance from Qinghe Wangfu to Yanfu was not close, how did this cool and refreshing breath be maintained?

Shangguan Qianyu said: "Mingyu is still very careful, and he directly filled it in a bucket, and most of the barrels of well water made Shangqinggong pass through the house and cross the ridge, and when he arrived in the yard, the well water was still cold, so the melons and fruits in it were still cold." ”

Yan Qingrui thought to herself that Mingyu was so pitiful.

Shangguan Qianyu took down the pen in her hand, put it back on the pen holder, pulled her to the side of the chair and sat down, put the tray on the coffee table, and said, "Eat melons first!"

When Yan Qingrui, who was still immersed in her thoughts, suddenly came back to her senses, she had already sat down on the chair by him, and a thin slice of watermelon that had been seeded was also sent to her lips.

Yan Qingrui said unaccustomedly: "I'll come by myself!" and went to pick grapes.

Shangguan Qianyu stretched out his hand to grab her, and said, "You haven't washed your hands, how dirty it is, I'll come!

Yan Qingrui: "......"

Such a childish move was done so seriously by Shangguan Qianyu, the corners of Yan Qingrui's mouth couldn't help twitching, but Shangguan Qianyu stubbornly sent the piece of watermelon to her lips, and the cool air was refreshing, and she opened her mouth to accept it.

Watermelon is very sweet, cool and refreshing, and very relieving of heat.

Shangguan Qianyu smiled with satisfaction, let go of her hand, and said, "Do you want to eat grapes?"

As he spoke, he peeled the grapes very skillfully and carried them to Yan Qingrui's lips with a toothpick.