Four years later. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Miss, the third lady has written again. Qiaoya put the letter handed over by Zhao Zhuangtou next to the chessboard.

"Hmm. Xue Ying replied casually, still engrossed in the black and white chess pieces, and then solemnly landed the chess pieces in her hand in a certain position.

And at the moment when her fingertips left the chess pieces, Dong Xun on the opposite side had already knocked her chess pieces down.

"Oh!" Xue Ying held her face in annoyance, "I'm losing again!"

"Four. Sitting between the two of them, who had been quietly watching the battle, he raised four fingers and announced the result very solemnly.

"You lost four games in just one morning?" Qiao Ya's eyes widened, "Miss, do you want to change careers and become Dong Xun's bookkeeper." ”

Xue Ying snorted: "Broken, Yingniang lost so miserably." ”

The broken eyes looked at her for a moment, and then slapped his forehead and sighed, looking like he couldn't see it.

"Every day is miserable, you see he ignores you now. Qiaoya complained.

"Break off, how can you do this? Once upon a time, as long as I sighed, you would come over and hug me and comfort me, why not? Is it because I'm old and ugly and don't like you?" Xue Ying exaggerated and pretentiously performed for a while, and the gesture was about to pounce on Broken Break, Broken Break had already expected it, and as soon as she turned around, she had already crawled away, slid off the couch and ran out to find a tie-up to play.

The two maids looked at Xue Ying with the same eyes full of disgust.

Xue Ying coughed, sorted out her expression and made a deep and calm look: "Dong Xun, bring the account book, and leave the matter of settling accounts for the past four days to me!"

"Good. The third lady has a letter, please read it quickly. Dong Xun got up and went to get the ledger.

"Miss, you have lost eight out of ten chess games with Dong Xun, how can you still have the courage to challenge her?" Qiao Ya cleaned up the chessboard.

"Life is more than fighting. Besides, Master Liuli hasn't come to class for a long time, if I don't play two games with Dong Xun, she can only play with herself, how boring!" Xue Ying opened the envelope, took out the letter, glanced at it quickly, and then put it away.

"What did Madame say this time?"

"Nothing. ”

"Miss, Mrs. has written you a lot of letters over the years, not to mention anything else, how rare this sincerity is, even if you read it hastily every time, the reply is just perfunctory, thanks to Mrs. Good Temperament, otherwise you have to be disciplined. ”

Xue Ying put on a lazy look: "Yes, yes, yes, I am guilty, you can spit on me!"

Qiao stomped her feet: "It's more like a scoundrel than those hooligans on the street, who did you learn from like this?"

Xue Ying didn't answer: Who else can you talk to? The Mingtu Master in the Ganxiao Temple who is more like a scoundrel than a scoundrel! Even Mingxin often said that her current behavior and behavior are like a mold printed on the same as Mingtu Master.

Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, and the ancients did not deceive me.

"Sit down!" Qiao Ya looked at her very unpleasantly, "Stand or not sit or sit, be careful that I punish you for standing against the wall for an hour." ”

Xue Ying hurriedly sat up straight: "Yes, Master Qiaoya!" Qiaoya's kung fu is getting better and better now, and Aunt He'an has already entrusted most of the tasks of teaching Xue Ying to her, so Qiaoya is half of Xue Ying's master. Don't look at this girl, she usually jumps out, she looks like a master, and she is stricter than Aunt He'an.

Dong Xun came in with the account book: "Okay, okay, Miss has a sore back after sitting all morning, you can let her rest for a while." ”

Xue Ying was moved to death: "Dong Xun, you still love me!"

Dong Xun handed her the account book: "The old rule, calculate the wrong place to wash clothes for a day." ”

Xue Ying's face suddenly collapsed.

"Being bullied like this by two maids, it is probably the only one in the world, right?" a cool voice came from the door.

"Yo, you're back?" Xue Ying directly ignored the other party's sarcasm and greeted happily. "It's been a long time since I've seen you!"

Xi Xi rolled his eyes: "What about the break?"

"Playing with the tie-up in the backyard. ”

Xi Xi turned and walked away, not bothering to pay attention to this increasingly slick guy.

"Wow, Miss Xixi's momentum is really getting stronger and stronger. Dong Xun sighed.

"No, Miss said, this is called 'Strong Woman'!" Qiao Ya agreed.

After the two maids praised the past, they once again looked at Xue Ying with very disgusted eyes.

Xue Ying couldn't refute it, so she had to change the topic casually: "Oh, this account book is so thick!"

The two maids looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

………………

On this day, Xue Ying was practicing calligraphy in the room, and found that Qiaoya had been dangling around, and asked, "What's the matter, I was scolded by Aunt Shunzi again today?"

Qiaoya lowered her head and drew circles on her toes: "When I came in over the wall, she happened to be seen." ”

"What wall do you have to keep the door open and don't go over?" Xue Ying laughed.

"I just want to be a little more proficient. ”

Xue Ying stopped what she was doing and looked at her, suspicious: "Your ambition is not to be a thief, right?"

"No!" shouted Qiaoya.

"Then what do you have nothing to practice climbing over the wall?" Xue Ying put down her pen, "Which household in the entire Jiuquan Village is not familiar with you, and which door do you need to climb over the wall when you enter?"

"I'm just worried......," Qiao Ya swallowed, "Miss, it's too boring to be locked up in a yard, and you won't be able to stand it." In case you go back to Jian'anhou Mansion one day, or get married, I can sneak you out to play when I'm bored!"

The corners of Xue Ying's eyes softened, and she nodded her forehead: "Little girl, you think far ahead." ”

Qiaoya's face turned red and she was a little twisted: "Miss, I'm not a little girl!"

Xue Ying knew what she meant. This girl came to Kwai Shui for the first time a few days ago, and she was so scared that she was going to die, and she didn't dare to tell Uncle Shunzi and Aunt Shunzi, so she hugged Xue Ying and cried in the middle of the night. Xue Ying was startled at first, and couldn't cry or laugh after figuring out the reason, but although she knew what was going on, she didn't know how the people here handled this matter, so she had to appease Qiaoya and ask Aunt Shunzi for help, and she jumped for a while.

"Yes, yes, you're a big girl now. Ran to see your little lover again today, right?"

Qiaoya's face suddenly turned red like a monkey's buttocks, and she stomped her feet: "Miss, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Hmph, I just jokingly lectured you last time, and his eyes were burning out of my eyes. If we hadn't reconciled in time, he would have put laxatives in my tea, right?"

Qiaoya was anxious: "Laxatives are something that San Lang will do, but Ah Yun will not." ”

Xue Ying looked at her with a smile: "Yo, don't recruit yourself!"

Qiaoya reacted and stomped her feet: "I won't tell you, I'm going to prepare lunch!"

After Qiaoya left, Xue Ying withdrew the smile on her face, her expression slowly turned gloomy, and she said to herself: "Xiang Yun, the prince of the Marquis of Wuyang." Alas, this girl is probably going to suffer!" first shook and sighed, and then rolled her eyes, "It's okay, if he dares to let Qiaoya be wronged, he doesn't need me to make a move, a few Lang of the Zhao family will be enough for him!" After smiling, he picked up the pen again and continued to practice calligraphy.