Zhiyan was behind Su Qianling, looking at the greedy look on the faces of the red candle and the red jade, he couldn't help but be indignant, and inadvertently touched Su Qianling's gaze, and his face struggled for a moment, bringing out a touch of unwillingness.

The corners of her lips provoked a smile, Su Qianling turned her face, her eyes swept over the expressions on the faces of the red candle and the red jade, ignoring their expectations and desires, the corners of her lips were raised, and a casual smile was brought out: "Grandmother chooses so many colors every time, I pick out my eyes!" ”

The turbulence in Su Qianling's heart turned into a leisurely smile on her face, reliving her life to see through their minds, and still thinking about getting benefits from herself? It's a dream!

Red Candle Hongyu's face instantly brought out a touch of joy, but the excitement on her face had not yet surfaced, and when she heard Su Qianling's next words, she instantly froze at the corner of her lips as if she had been covered with a basin of ice water.

"Grandmother is still waiting, and then pick it slowly in the future, know the smoke, and let Xingwang send the things back to Huashang Courtyard!" While Su Qianling was speaking, he reached out and covered the lid, stood up and looked at Zhiyan, with a hint of indescribability on his face.

Zhiyan was stunned! I didn't understand what Su Qianling meant for a while, her eyes widened at her, and a smile that touched the corner of her lips instantly understood.

"Hey! I'm going to call someone, and make sure that when the young lady comes back, there will be a lot of things in it! While speaking, a big smile bloomed on Zhiyan's face, and he turned around and went out to look for it, he had never been so brisk!

Zhiyan said this very interestingly, "one thing is a lot" is to warn the red candle and the red jade, the things in this are all the third miss's, don't worry about them, the second miss and the fourth miss don't think about dividing!

Red Candle Hongyu was stunned, originally thinking that the third lady might not give them good things, but she didn't expect to give them nothing!

"Third Miss ......"

Seeing that Su Qianling was about to go out with Mother Luo after explaining the matter, Hongyu's face was already on, and she couldn't help shouting, but when she touched Su Qianling's penetrating eyes, the words she was about to say were choked in her throat, and she couldn't say anything!

"Go back to tell the fourth sister, her greetings have been received by Mother Luo, let her copy the scriptures well, and strive to come out early, I haven't seen her these days, it's still weird." Su Qianling's voice was not loud, but it really reached everyone's ears, and she didn't lose face at all!

Hongyu trembled, her eyes widened suddenly, her lips trembled and she couldn't say a word, she would never have thought that the third lady would tear her face like this!

Red Candle didn't follow the second miss for a long time, and naturally she was too scared to speak, she only felt an innumerable sense of oppression in the eyes of the third lady, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.

After saying a word, Su Qianling glanced at the two of them, stretched out her hand to help Luo's mother and walked outside, her face was still calm and gentle, as if what she said just now was like a homely thing, if she felt that something was wrong, she would think crookedly!

Mrs. Su looked at Su Qianling's back, her heart couldn't help but tremble, and she instantly felt a trace of panic, for so many years, Ling Er has been soft, especially obedient to herself, although she is a little cowardly, but she always listens to her, now, there is a feeling that she can't grasp her, this feeling is very bad.

The carriage that Luo's mother used to pick up Su Qianling was the exclusive mount of the old lady, which was the old lady's favor for Su Qianling, and it was also a kind of alert to the two families of the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion.

The carriage was stable, there was no bumpy feeling along the way, Su Qianling and Luo's mother chatted one after another, some memories from childhood were gradually poured into the brain, grandmother's side, all the memories are beautiful, even if it is a quarrel with Song Yuanchun, it is unbearable to think about it.

As the coachman shouted, the carriage gradually stopped, and when the curtain was lifted, a maid reached out to help him.

Got out of the car, the strong sunlight made Su Qianling a little uncomfortable, now the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion is still the appearance of thirteen years old, the vermilion gate, hanging shining pins, solemnly with a bit of novelty, outside the door two stone lions carved from a whole piece of white marble, awe-inspiring and majestic, the lion in its mouth is a real night pearl, which is a unique design of the stonemason, can not be stolen, can not be taken out.

The gate goes up, the plaque with gold characters on the red background is hanging directly above the two gates, the four words of "Zhenguo Marquis's Mansion" are written out with gold foam, and the wings flicker under the sun, this is the reward of the old Zhenguo Marquis who led the troops to break through, the inscription of the ancestor himself was given, and the entire imperial capital was the only one honor.

In the previous life, my grandmother's family was so majestic and magnificent, but it seems that it was also in this year that my grandmother passed away, and unconsciously, the Song family gradually fell into the middle of the family.

"You haven't come in after you got off the bus, do you still think that your grandmother came out to meet you?"

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, pulling Su Qianling's thoughts back.

Raising his head, Song Yuanchun stood at the door, raising his eyebrows at Su Qianling with a provocative face, but the corners of his lips couldn't help but provoke a smile.

Facing Song Yuanchun's gaze, Su Qianling couldn't help but sneer, reached out to lift the hem of her skirt, and slowly walked up the steps.

Mother Luo looked at the two of them like this, with a smile on her face, these two people don't deal with each other on weekdays, although they try their best to be very close to the old lady, but after all, the old lady has lived for so many years, how can she not understand? Now that I see them, I have the meaning of releasing my suspicions, which is also a good thing.

The maid behind her came up and hugged Luo's mother, Zhihua and Mo Zi followed behind, and there was a smile on their faces, today's young lady gave the red candle Hongyu no face, it was really them who breathed a sigh of relief!

As Song Yuanchun walked inside, Su Qianling took in the scenery everywhere, and couldn't help but calm down.

"How many times have you been here, why are you still the same as when you first came, what is there to see!"

Song Yuanchun looked at Su Qianling and slowed down, followed her gaze, but what caught his eyes was only some flowers and plants, and he couldn't help but pout.

Retracting his gaze, Su Qianling's face moved slightly, but the corners of his lips were still shouting and smiling: "There are some things that you won't understand." ”

In the blink of an eye, Su Qianling had already walked to the front, Song Yuanchun was stunned, and a touch of disdain flashed on his face, so he was mysterious!

His eyes swept over Su Qianling's back, Song Yuanchun was secretly refreshed, and when he saw her walk away, he hurriedly took a few steps to catch up: "Do you know why grandmother went to pick you up today?" ”

Su Qianling was stunned for a moment, her clear eyes looked at Song Yuanchun, touching the mystery on her face, with a little surprise on her face, but she didn't answer.

"Yunnan Yunjinzhuang got a batch of good fabrics, and the shopkeeper sent a few batches in advance in order to please his grandmother, and the things just arrived, and the grandmother was afraid that what you like would be picked away!" Song Yuanchun said, pursed his lips, with a little unbalanced, and glanced at Su Qianling.

Looking at Song Yuanchun, Su Qianling couldn't help but provoke the corners of her lips, the fight between you and me in the previous life seemed to be with her the most, although the two looked at each other unpleasantly, they were not entangled with those few people in the family, after all, Song Yuanchun was all on the surface, and there was no need to guard against her black hands.

"You're so unwilling, why don't you pick it first? Whether I'm here or not, it's you who hurts my grandmother the most. Su Qianling's voice was a little soft, and a touch of softness gradually appeared in her eyes, grandmother, always let herself be moved inadvertently.

"No conscience!" Listening to Su Qianling's words, Song Yuanchun turned around and whispered at her, raised his eyelids and glanced at her: "Grandmother asked someone to pick you up, that was half a day ago, but I just learned about this brocade!" It's a shame that your grandmother is so kind to you, what a white-eyed wolf! ”

While speaking, Song Yuanchun shook the silk handkerchief in his hand and walked forward, humming and chirping with an unhappy face, how could she tell Su Qianling, in fact, she wanted to pick it with her?

The corners of his lips pulled a light smile, Su Qianling didn't care about Song Yuanchun's arrogant attitude, and he still didn't dare to take steps under his feet, but slowly followed.

Entering the hall, Su Qianling and Song Yuanchun entered the door, and the old lady was already waiting on the soft couch, and when the two of them entered, their faces instantly became a little more well-behaved.

The old lady of the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion is now more than seventy years old, the hair between the temples is as white as snowflakes, the figure is slightly thin, wearing a green head, the silk brocade jacket is commensurate with it, a pair of eyes are bright and flashing, just look at the eyes, you can feel the old lady's physical condition, strong!

"Oh, you little conscienceless!"

The moment the old lady saw Su Qianling, a little smile appeared on her face, but she stretched out her hand and poked it at her forehead.

Su Qianling didn't hide, let the old lady point at her head and preach, and when the old lady finished teaching, she reached out and grabbed the old lady's hand, with a touch of mystery on her face.

Feeling that there was something more in her palm, the old lady was stunned, stretched out her hand, and saw a small money bag stuffed into her hand by Su Qianling, and her face showed a little surprise.

"What is this?"

The old lady was holding the delicate little bag in her hand, although her face was surprised, she looked at Mother Luo between words, looked at her with a smile, and turned to Su Qianling again.

The corners of her lips were raised, and Su Qianling had a faint smile on her face: "I heard my cousin Chun say that my grandmother has not slept well recently, and I happened to go to Qingliang Temple with my mother a few days ago, so I invited this sleeping Buddha to my grandmother, and the abbot said that taking this sleeping Buddha every day can not only help people sleep, but also maintain a peaceful mind." ”

The corners of the old lady's lips couldn't help twitching, a sour feeling with warmth poured out of the bottom of her heart, her expression moved slightly, looking at the two girls on the left and right, her heart was about to melt by them.

"Sure enough, it didn't hurt you in vain, but now it's a little padded jacket!" The old lady was happy in her heart, and looked at Mother Luo between words, and her heart was naturally satisfied.

The two glanced at each other, the corners of their lips were raised, and a smile came out, one brought water to the old lady, and the other tied the sleeping Buddha to the old lady's belt.

"I'm going to see what my grandmother has to say!"

A sharp female voice came from outside, and Song Yuanchun's face darkened and he stood up.

Before the voice fell, I heard the sound of the curtain, and then a woman in a lake-green robe and pleated skirt entered the house from outside, and the moment she saw the old lady, she bowed.

"Jie'er has seen grandmother."

Song Yuanjie, the eldest daughter in the second uncle's yard, is bitter, jealous and cautious, she thinks everything is from her own family, and she looks for Song Yuanchun on weekdays.

The moment Su Qianling's eyes touched Song Yuanjie, a touch of coldness suddenly appeared in her eyes, if she didn't guess wrong, the cinnabar hairpin on Song Yuanchun's head before was given by her!