Chapter Ninety-Six: The Threat (The Cat Forgot the Fishtail Yarn and the Clan's Bi Plus Change)

"Then you give him the red silk inkstone," Chu Li asked. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Minglan said angrily, "I didn't give it to him, he robbed me!"

Suddenly, Minglan felt that she was too stupid, she felt that General Chu was a good person with integrity, and the sons he gave birth to were all good, but she didn't expect that the two brothers were more bastards than the other!

"What the hell is going on?" Chu Li asked.

No one noticed that his voice was two points lighter.

Minglan grinded his teeth and said, "The Hou Mansion of Yi'an sent Na Caili to Zhou's house, I couldn't be angry, I threw a few strings of firecrackers, and your brother saw it, he picked up my purse, and used it to blackmail me, what can I do?!"

It was annoying enough to be robbed, and he had to be misunderstood, he knew that the red silk inkstone was going to be given to her future husband, so he misunderstood that she was in love with the third young master Chu, and he kissed him again and again, maybe he had already deducted the word water-based Yanghua for her in his heart!

Minglan's crazy heart is there, especially when he is still laughing, and he wants to bite him to death, "You take care of your brother!"

Chu Li smiled mellowly, which sounded particularly good in the quiet night, but the words he said could make people angry, "Now I also know that the person who is looking for you on the streets of Yi'an Hou's Mansion is you, what should I threaten?"

Minglan snorted angrily, feeling that she was already stupid, she held the handle in front of him with both hands.

Grabbing the brocade box on the small table, Minglan threw it out, "You take your things!"

Chu Li stretched out his hand to catch it, opened it and glanced at it, and said, "It's a little ugly, then I'll pick it again and let someone send it tomorrow." ”

After speaking, he added, "Brought in from the gate of Jingningbo Mansion." ”

Chiguoguo's threat, if Minglan doesn't accept it, he will send it in the open, this is Minglan's seven inches, and he will pinch it accurately.

Chu Li thought that Minglan would willfully say that you will send it, but Minglan was instigated, "It's too precious, I can't accept it." ”

Da Dongzhu, don't talk about her, even the old lady doesn't have it, and rouge, they are all treasures of Yuyantang, six hundred taels in a box, the color is delicate, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

What's more important is the best blood hosta, she saw that the princess had worn it in her previous life, it was her beloved thing, it can be seen how valuable it is, she wore it out, it was definitely envious, jealous and hateful, don't do it.

In this life, these things are not her pursuit, especially when he speaks too much and gives such valuable things, Minglan has always felt that he is humiliating her in another way, no matter how valuable she is, it is not uncommon.

But Minglan didn't want it, and Chu Li didn't force her to accept it, so she put it on the small table, and she could dispose of it if she threw it away.

Drop that, and he's gone.

Minglan was deflated, his father had left Wang Shizi's jade pendant before, and the jade pendant that he gave away was not taken back, but now Chu Li is like this again, are all their men like this?

She won't wear it out, let alone play with it in public, so she can only lock it in the cabinet, and she has to worry that Yan's mother and Hongying will find out, so that there will be an accident......

As for Chu leaving, he was called away by the secret guards.

Young Master Fang kept crying, the nurse couldn't coax him, worried about whether he was sick, he didn't dare to take it lightly, and there was no hostess, so he could only find Chu Li.

Chu Li's brows were tightened, and he didn't smile, the nurse was very afraid of him.

What's even worse is that when Chu Li went back, the little young master stopped crying, and the nurse was even more frightened and trembling, she didn't talk nonsense, she really kept crying.

Chu Li waved his hand and said, "Go down." ”

He glanced in the direction of Jing Ningbo's mansion and looked thoughtfully.

One night passed, and the next day, the sun was shining.

As usual, when the hour came, the maid went into the house to wait for Minglan to get up, but this day was different, Hongying rushed to help Minglan raise the gauze tent and lift the curtain, but instead of looking at Minglan first, she looked at the brocade box on the small table.

For three days in a row, one night passed, and there was one more brocade box on the small table, which was really strange.

Bizhu said that she gave it to the girl before going to bed, she didn't question it, but she was the last to leave last night, and Bizhu didn't keep vigil, if there was one more, it would definitely be a ghost.

As a result, early in the morning, there were still three brocade boxes, which were placed messily, and my eyes searched around, but I didn't find the fourth, and I was lost.

"Bizhu, lock the brocade box in the cupboard," Minglan commanded as he got out of bed.

Bizhu folded the bed and took the brocade box down, and from beginning to end, no one knew what was in the brocade box.

After breakfast, I walked to Chomatsu Temple, and from afar, I heard a burst of laughter like silver bells coming from the house.

"Fourth sister, I didn't say you, your painting is too ugly, right?" Gu Yinlan smiled mercilessly.

Gu Yulan struck his lips and teeth, "Third sister, don't talk about me, you're not much better." ”

Gu Xuelan was next to the old lady and said coquettishly, "Grandmother, which of us do you think has the best painting?"

The old lady took a few paintings in her hand, looked at them one by one, and said with a smile, "It's all good, but it's still a lot worse to give away." ”

Gu Yinlan sat aside and twisted the embroidered handkerchief and said, "What should I do, I've been painting for two days, and I'm still unsatisfactory." ”

When she said this, just as Minglan stepped into the house, a flash of anger flashed in her eyes, and she turned her face away, unwilling to deal with Minglan.

Gu Xuelan saw that Minglan was also on fire, her eyes rolled, and she said, "Grandmother, the recent popular hollow outfit in Kyoto started from the second sister sending the drawings of the four girls of the Protector's Mansion, and she sent it herself, and said that the sisters in the house often draw their own drawings, making a lot of people think that we can also paint, looking for us, they are difficult to speak, and we are not easy to refuse, and now we will be embarrassed if we can't draw it, grandmother, what do you say." ”

Recently, not only have the fashionable clothes in Kyoto changed, but people have also started to design their own clothes, and they are having a lot of fun.

Gu Xuelan was coquettish, Gu Yulan helped, "That's it, the second sister is responsible for most of this matter!"

Let her be responsible? Minglan laughed, "I can't draw it, who asked you to take it on yourself?"

"People have spoken, am I embarrassed to refuse?!" Gu Yinlan grinded his teeth.

Minglan hooked a strand of broken hair between his ears and said, "I remember that the second sister has a set of ruby heads, which just matches my newly made garnet red dress, and I want to borrow it for a few days......." ”

Gu Yinlan glared, that set of ruby head was her favorite, she was reluctant to wear it, she still wanted to borrow it, she said, "Don't break my headdress with your careless hands, don't you have a set of red coral hostas yourself?"

Minglan shrugged lightly and said, "Look, the third sister is not a little embarrassed to refuse to get up. ”

Gu Yinlan blushed angrily, "Can that be the same, the sisters in the house grew up together since childhood, and they won't see outsiders, in front of outsiders, you can help but don't help, and there will be no contact in the future!"

This is very reasonable, Minglan did not refute it, she said, "You should also do what you can to help others, you can't do it yourself, and you still insist on doing something, which is called death to save face and suffer the crime." ”