"Oh, yes, girl. Chunya's heart sank, and she subconsciously stood up, hung her head, and replied respectfully. The girl's tone and attitude were obviously no different from just now, but she couldn't tell the reason, she just felt nervous.

Lan Xin looked down at the teacup in his hand, as if he didn't notice Chunya's nervousness, and asked in a deep voice, "What else did Mother Yang tell you?"

"No, no, no. Chunya swallowed hard and whispered, "Mother only told the slave to send the clothes to the girl." When the maid and maid speak, she said these words to the girl. Actually, the slave didn't understand Mother Yang's intentions. "It's not that she shirks, she really doesn't understand what Mother Yang means! Obviously, the account book has been sorted out, but she wants to leave Sister Ziyi in Xuzhou for an afternoon. The girl's clothes had already been made, and she refused to let Sister Ziyi bring them back, so she had to let her run by herself.

Lan Xin looked up at Chunya's trembling appearance, pursed her lips and smiled, what a clever little girl! Whether she really doesn't understand or pretends not to understand, she really can't say anything at this time to show her attitude.

Looking at her trembling appearance, I couldn't help but quip: "What's wrong with you? Why are you so nervous? Your girl doesn't eat people, so sit down quickly." After a long pause, he said, "You must be tired after such a long journey." Your sister Qinghe's side should have been cleaned up, and I'll have someone take you over. ”

As he spoke, he called a little girl over and asked her to take Chunya down to rest. After Chunya thanked her, she followed the little girl and walked out. After sitting and standing, she realized that her back was already drenched with sweat. It wasn't until she reached the door that she dared to gasp for air. At the same time, I also understand that her girl is different in the end. It's momentum! The momentum that is not angry and self-righteous is overwhelming.

After Chunya went out, Lan Xin walked to the window with a heavy face, pushed the window open casually, and a cold air came to his face. Lan Xin couldn't help but shudder, she squinted her eyes slightly, and stubbornly didn't close the window. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the burden on the table, brought by Chunya. There are some complications in my heart.

Mother Yang took the opportunity of sending clothes to Chunya to come over and tell herself that Ziyi only gave her two bottles of loquat cream, and the other bottle was given to Zhou Wentao, the eldest young master of the Zhou family. She couldn't tell for a moment whether this was her own meaning or whether Ziyi was making an assertion. Therefore, she said it more reservedly.

In addition, Yang's mother was worried that she would be blamed for sending someone to follow Ziyi. explained that he was a little flustered when he saw Ziyi's expression, so he sent someone to follow. If you do something wrong, please don't blame yourself.

Alas, Lan Xin couldn't help sighing, Mother Yang is shrewd, and she has walked between various mansions all the year round, and her ability to observe words and colors has long been perfected, and the little trick of Ziyi is not enough to see in front of Mother Yang. Yang's mother was worried that she was kept in the dark, so she specially asked Chunya to come over and report to her. How could such a faithful person blame himself?

As soon as Qinghe entered the house, he felt a cold air rushing towards his face. Seeing his own girl standing in front of the window, he said disapprovingly: "Girl, why did you open the window? With that, he pulled Lan Xin back to his chair and sat down, and closed the window again.

"Chunya's side is all cleaned up?" Lan Xin asked softly. I picked up an orange and peeled it.

"Well, it's all packed. Qinghe closed the window again, and checked it, and found that there was no air leakage before turning around, "Actually, it is good to have the stove in the house in advance of life." The bedding is complete. As she spoke, she cautiously peered into her girl's expression. Although it is no different from usual, it can still be found that there is a touch of sorrow between the eyebrows.

"When Chunya is cleaned up, you can go over early. Where exactly is the table, let Dongxiu come up with an idea. Lan Xin said lightly. casually put the peeled orange into Qinghe's hand, and he took out the wet handkerchief next to him and wiped his fingers.

Qinghe looked at the orange in her hand with embarrassed eyes, this green orange is usually used by the girl to make incense. Just looking at the green orange peel, it is not difficult to guess what the orange tastes like. She rolled her eyes, mustered up courage, and looked at her girl. Looking at her girl's faint eyes, she hung her head very unwillingly and stared at the orange in her hand.

After thinking about it, he moved his gaze to her girl's face again, her lips squirmed a few times, and finally she lowered her head. Although the girl's expression was the same as usual, the cold momentum emanating from her body was so cold that she couldn't open her mouth.

"What, I'm worried that your girl will poison your oranges?" Lan Xin squinted at her, and there was no joy or anger in her flat voice.

"No, no, of course not!" Qinghe's heart sank, and he hurriedly explained. A smile on her face that was more ugly than crying was squeezed out, and at the same time, in order to prove that she was not lying, she broke open two orange petals and put them in her mouth. Her brows furrowed instantly. Oh my God, this orange is so sour that it can sour your teeth. But in the face of her girl's bland eyes, she didn't dare to spit it out, so she could only grit her teeth and swallow it in her stomach.

glanced at Lan Xin timidly, lifted the teapot, and poured a cup of warm tea. I poured it down in a big gulp to dilute the sourness in my mouth. But I still feel that my tongue is a little numb and astringent.

Lan Xin picked up an orange, put it under his nose and sniffed it, then put it down, and picked up another one casually. said lightly: "For what you eat in your mouth, either spit it out and never eat it again." However, the original smell will gradually fade over time. But that memory can never be erased.

Or grit your teeth and swallow it, and bear all the bitter fruits. Lan Xin turned his head to look at Qinghe's seemingly understandable appearance, smiled and shook his head, and said softly, "There is no third choice!"

Qinghe's heart sank, and she stared blankly at her girl's smiling face. I knew that the girl was beating herself by the matter of oranges. Now Ziyi has made a mistake, and there are only two paths in front of her. Either confess and don't commit it again in the future, although the girl will not like it in her heart, but she will not be punished heavily. Either go all the way to the dark, and as for the future results, only she will bear it.