At the door, Mo Yichen, who was dressed in purple, happened to see Su Qianling and Song Yuanchun, and when he touched her gaze, his expression couldn't help but change slightly, he realized that she had a kind of hatred for Duanmu Gaoyang, but when the two met for the first time, he didn't know where her hatred came from.

Before thinking about it, this girl was also estranged from herself, but he knew very well that that kind of alienation was deliberate rejection and not hatred, what happened between them? It's really unbelievable that even the crows can't find it.

As if sensing the burning gaze behind him, Su Qianling turned around leisurely, but only saw a touch of phantom purple that drifted away in an instant, his heart sank, his brows furrowed slightly, and he turned around and continued to walk with Song Yuanchun.

When the guests arrived, the banquet officially began, Su Qianling and Song Yuanchun were clean in the backyard for a while, and then they were called back by the maid.

The juniors in the family lined up to give gifts to the old lady, Su Qianmu handed over a piece of the heart stone of the southern Xinjiang royal family, which was a treasure given by the other party's royal prince, the old lady had seen a lot of real things, but there was no such thing as the royal family with noble blood, holding the heart stone in his hand, his face was happy, and his grandson was so filial, anyone was envious.

Su Qianyu hunted a tiger with the prince last time, so he asked people to skin the tiger and make a tiger skin cloak for the old lady, and the meticulous workmanship won the favor of the old lady.

Su Qianyue is now married, and her body is heavy and inconvenient to go out, but she also asked someone to send a pair of satin jackets of Tianxue silk with dragons and phoenixes in Xiangxiang, this thing is really rare in the Celestial Empire, and for a while, everyone's eyes were staring out, and they were envious.

"Grandmother, Ying'er knows that you have always liked the handwriting of Master Wu, and I specially dedicate this picture of winter plum treading snow to you, wishing you happiness like the East China Sea and longevity like an ageless pine." Su Qianying smiled on her face, and between speaking, she took a step forward and handed the delicate and delicate box in her hand to the old lady.

The old lady was stunned, stretched out her hand to open the brocade box, and unfolded the painting inside, with a little trembling on her face, this picture is her favorite one of the works of Master Shangwu!

With a little excitement in her eyes, the old lady didn't close her mouth since she saw the painting, her heart was surging, she looked at Su Qianying, and she liked it a little more.

Su Qianling's eyes fell on the picture of Dongmei stepping on the snow, and a sneer flashed at the corner of her lips, she had long known that the third aunt had this painting there, but she originally kept it for her own protection, so she never showed it to others, it seems that this time in order to be able to climb the old lady again, it is really a bloody investment!

"Alas, it's still our shadow that understands my heart, such a precious thing is used to honor me, you say my heart......" The old lady's face trembled, and she stretched out her hand to pull Su Qianying with a look of pity.

Su Qianying smiled on her face, sat on the side with the old lady's hand, her face was a little shy, her eyes glanced at Su Qianling, and her eyes flashed with pride.

Su Qianling sneered in her heart, but her face was still gentle, with a little light smile at the corner of her lips, a smile on her face, and a dignified image of a lady.

"Oh, what can I do about this, compared with the second sister's Dongmei stepping on the snow, Ling Er doesn't dare to take out this painting!" Su Qianling looked at the old lady with a little worry on her face, deliberately twisted it a little, and took out the painting in her hand, but did not hand it over.

Everyone's faces were slightly flustered, looking at Su Qianling, they couldn't help but secretly feel a little more worried in their hearts, the main room present was basically the main room where the big families in brocade clothes showed their faces, naturally it was different from the concubine, Su Qianying was no matter how good she was, she was also a granddaughter, the things were good, everyone had seen it, and now the two of them had collided, so that Su Qianling couldn't get by, and there was a little worry on her face.

"It's all to blame for not telling the third sister in advance, the gift is the same, it's ...... now" Su Qianying said, looking at Su Qianling, her face was a little more proud, her painting was the old lady who had thought about it for more than ten years, and she didn't believe that there was anything better than her now!

The old lady was happy, naturally she didn't think so much, looking at Su Qianling's pitiful appearance, her heart suddenly melted: "What can you take and can't take, if you choose a gift, you have a heart, what about the same?" Take it out and show it to your grandmother! ”

Su Qianying couldn't help but feel a sense of jealousy in her heart when she heard the old lady being so gentle, her eyes glancing at Su Qianling, and it quickly turned into a softness like water.

A little shy in the light smile, Su Qianling stepped forward to the old lady, the red silk tied with a framed painting, looked up at the old lady, a light smile was provoked from the corner of her eyes, and the whole painting was displayed as the ribbon was tied with her fingers.

The white paper is inlaid with gold edges, and the paintings on the paper are engraved on the special brocade handkerchief, which is exquisitely workmanlike, but with a bit of antique.

"This ......"

The old lady looked at it, the expression on her face sank slightly, no matter how you look at it, it is just a portrait of an old lady, calm and simple, and she can't see anything ordinary.

Su Qianying looked at the painting with a sideways face, a touch of disdain on her face, the old lady Dashou actually took out such a thing to fool around, she really couldn't tell the occasion, the old lady didn't say anything in front of so many people, she would definitely feel uncomfortable, and now, the heart of the old lady was just around the corner!

Thinking about it, the corners of Su Qianying's lips were raised, a touch of pride flashed in her eyes, seeing that the old lady's face was not as good as before, she pretended to step forward and leaned in, just wanted to speak, but heard an exclamation from the crowd, and the smile on the corner of her lips instantly froze on her face!

"This painting looks like the old lady's face up close, but it looks like a blessing from a distance!"

"Oh, it's true, it can't be seen from a close distance, and it's really far away! The third lady's mind is really amazing! ”

"Not really! It is said that the third lady is a rare strange woman, and now it seems that it is really true, she can have such exquisite thoughts, no wonder even the Queen Mother praises her! ”

The old lady was stunned for a moment, turned her face to look at the painting again, still didn't see anything peculiar, her face was a little puzzled, and when the glass was taken away, her eyes changed instantly!

Sure enough, the original exquisite portrait, after a distance, the portrait became a blessing word, which is incredible!

The old lady's lips trembled slightly, she looked at Su Qianling, her eyes were a little more excited, she didn't care whether the things were valuable or not, but this thought, but it was insufficient and shocking in people's hearts.

"I wish my grandmother a long life and good health, and blessings and light surround!"

A light smile drifted leisurely on the corner of Su Qianling's lips, and he walked up to the old lady between words, stretched out his hand to help her slightly trembling body, and squeezed Su Qianying aside.

Su Qianying had to take two steps back, her eyes were burning like fireworks, looking at Su Qianling and hating to melt her, as long as she appeared, she would have no future!

"This painting is the best gift my wife has ever received this year!" Mrs. La's wife patted Su Qianling's hand, her heart was sweet, and with the desperate praise of everyone around her, her vanity was greatly satisfied, and she couldn't close her mouth for a long time.

"If only Grandmother liked it!" Su Qianling said, helping the old lady to sit down, with a smile on her face, her face was as calm and gentle as before.

"It takes a lot of effort to paint like this!"

In the crowd, Zuo Shilang's wife was a person who knew calligraphy, and she couldn't help but be amazed when she looked at the painting.

"Not really!" Zhihua carefully put away the painting with the glass, with a little pride on his face, and smiled at everyone: "Our third lady has been practicing since a month ago, and now I am not satisfied with the study and throw it away, and the pile must be as high as a bench!" ”

The voice of Zhihua was not loud, but it clearly passed into the ears of the old lady word by word, and the people around him could hear it clearly.

Turning over Su Qianling's hand, there were a few calluses faintly on the originally immature joints, and the old lady's face was moved, and her heart was already very moved.

Mrs. Su looked at Su Qianling beside the old lady with a smile on her face, but a touch of fierceness flashed involuntarily in her heart, but in an instant, she quickly disappeared, and turned around to bear the noble lady beside her.

Mo Yichen was sitting in a purple robe and chatting with General Su in the outer courtyard, and he happened to see everyone discussing Su Qianling's painting, and when his eyes touched the person in the painting, a touch of exclamation flashed on his face, this girl is really hard to understand.

The moment he retracted his gaze, he just touched Su Qianling's gaze, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but provoke a touch of curvature, and the expression on his face was a little lighter.

Su Qianling was slightly flustered, Mo Yichen was the prince of Pingyang, and he was not among the invited crowds, but now when he saw him, he was a little more surprised, maybe he was in the backyard before, and he didn't see the wrong person?

Just thinking about it, his elbow was arched by Song Yuanchun beside him, Su Qianling turned his face and looked at Song Yuanchun's banter, and the corners of his lips moved slightly.

"I didn't see it, you still have some ability, no wonder these people in your family don't dare to shout anymore!" Song Yuanchun said, the corners of his lips were picked, and there was a touch of playfulness on his face.

Su Qianling retracted her gaze, her face was still soft and warm, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and she brought out a light smile: "I didn't learn this from you, at my grandmother's birthday banquet last year, didn't you have a picture of 100 longevity that made people amazed, I just improved it!" ”

The two of them unconsciously had a little more gunpowder smell, Song Yuanchun squinted and rolled his eyes at Su Qianling, but the corners of his lips were still slightly picked, since the last time, it seems that they have become inexplicably closer, although they still don't like each other, but there is no edge in their eyes.

Su Qianying stood on the side, a pair of big clear eyes almost erupted into fire, and finally asked the third aunt for Dongmei to turn over, but now it was ruined by Su Qianling! She is not reconciled! How could it be willing! Why is she good at everything if she is a concubine! It's just a piece of broken paper, grandstanding!

Just arguing with Song Yuanchun, Su Qianling suddenly felt a low pressure, his heart trembled violently, and he turned his face to see Dao Duanmu Gaoyang enter the room from the door, and the nerves in his whole body tensed involuntarily, and the whole person seemed to freeze!

With the previous few times, this time Su Qianling quickly adjusted, and it was only a moment, his eyes were calm in the past, and he lost his mind for a moment just now, as if it had never happened.

Seeing Duanmu Gaoyang enter the house with a big brocade box, the churning hatred in Su Qianling's heart turned into a leisurely smile on his face, his eyes touched the brocade box in his arms, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but pull out a shallow smile with unknown meaning, revenge, from this moment!