At this time, a little maid in a light pink dress hurriedly ran over.

"Miss, the Xiao family sent someone to send Geng Ti, and Mrs. asked you to go back to discuss the marriage."

The flush on Shen Wuqiao's face deepened, but there was no trace of surprise in her eyes, she looked at her two younger sisters with a little embarrassment: "Zhizhi, don't worry, I'll go first." ”

Shen Wuwu pursed the corners of his lips, obviously reluctant.

She always felt that Xiao Ran was worthy of her flawless eldest sister, but the eldest sister was desperate for him, and she really didn't know why.

Shen Zhizhi raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth hooked: "Congratulations, eldest sister!" ”

Shen Wufang smiled gracefully and shyly: "Thank you Zhizhi." ”

Tsk, it is said that Shen Wuflaw's fiancé, Xiao Ran, is so sick that even the imperial doctor is helpless, but Shen Wuflawless doesn't care, God knows what she wants, is it true that Chong Xi can be rushed?

Maybe Shen Wufang had something else to rely on.

No matter what, Shen Zhizhile is watching a good show.

She had a hunch that this time Shen Wufang was going to plant a big heel.

What kind of illness Xiao Ran had, Shen Zhizhi didn't care at all, and she didn't have any curiosity and sense of justice, she was called the Holy Hand Evil Doctor in her last life.

Doing things according to her mood is one of her major characteristics.

In a bad mood, even if it is the king of heaven, Shen Zhizhi will not shake it off, let it fend for itself, in the medical field, Shen Zhizhi has always had a mixed reputation.

But the people who are looking for her are like crossing the river, going forward and talking endlessly.

After separating from the two sisters, Shen Zhizhi returned to the Agarwood Garden, lazily half leaning on the pillow and thinking in her heart how to get into the eyes of Mrs. Zhao.

While thinking, I used a brush to write and draw on rice paper.

Now that the rumors about her outside, she has let Xi'er find out clearly, and to Shen Zhizhi's surprise, almost all of them are developing in the direction of her.

also shaped her into an infatuated woman who is infatuated with Zhao Yuanhao, does not cling to power, and is willing to stay a widow for him for the rest of her life.

There must be the handwriting of Old Madam Shen in this.

When she asked for peace today, she saw the change in Old Madam Shen's expression in her eyes, worthy of being a shrewd old lady, Shen Zhizhi could even boldly guess that if she compromised today and agreed to marry into the Jianbo Hou Mansion, Old Madam Shen would definitely mess up this family affair.

Jianbo Houfu produced a grandson concubine who gave birth to a prince, and the third prince has excellent ability, and is recognized as an invisible prince, and his momentum is like the sky.

With Old Madam Shen's shrewdness and sophistication, how could she not see the hidden crisis in it.

The reason why the emperor took a fancy to Shen Shangshu was because he was neutral and did not have a prince who supported him openly and secretly, so the Shen family could never be labeled as a third prince.

Shen Zhizhi's guess really guessed the old lady's abacus to seventy-seven eighty-eight.

With the old lady's secret support, Shen Zhizhi became more confident in her plan.

Looking at the words 'take the initiative' and 'wait and see' written on the rice paper, the brush in Shen Zhizhi's hand did not fall for a long time.

Is it better to take the initiative? Or wait and see what happens?

Shen Zhizhi fell into deep thought.

Wrong......

Shen Zhizhi woke up suddenly, and broke out in a cold sweat, she was almost smart but was mistaken by being smart, and the brush in her hand fell on 'watching the changes'.

Now what she needs is not to take the initiative, but to wait.

Now the capital is full of rumors about her, and Zhao Yuanhao's secret marriage must be held within a month, Mrs. Zhao has no other candidates, only her, Mrs. Zhao will definitely let people probe her one.

At this time, she should not do too many movements.

The nurse Yang was doing embroidery work on the side, Xi'er was depressed and was escorted by Yang to do embroidery work, Xi'er's embroidery was miserable, and her chubby little hands were full of pinholes.

The Yang family is distressed, but they don't dare to relax, Xi'er's family affairs have been booked, and he is a second-class guy next to the eldest master, Qian Fulai, who is quite clever.

It's not easy for Xi'er to make a family deal with him.

Therefore, Yang's requirements for Xi'er are becoming more and more strict, for fear that Xi'er will be disliked by others.

After Shen Zhizhi made a plan, she couldn't help but smile when she saw Xi'er's bitter fat face and clumsy embroidery movements.

"Nurse, Xi'er doesn't have talent in this area, don't force her, Xi'er's cooking skills are good, you can let her work hard in this area and expand her advantages."

Xi'er hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes, Miss is right." After echoing, she looked at her mother with a pitiful face: "Mother's ......"

Yang sighed, Miss came forward, she had to nod in agreement, she actually didn't want to force Xi'er, now that Miss gave the steps, she went down.

Besides, what Miss said makes sense, Xi'er has no talent for embroidery, and no matter how hard she tries, it will have no effect, so it is better to work cooking skills as Miss said, and catch Qian Fulai's stomach.

Seeing this, Xi'er cheered, and quickly threw the needle and thread in her hand into the needlework basket.

Yang was even more congested.

Xi'er and Miss studied girl red in the same year, but this embroidery art is not much higher.

The young lady gave birth to a pair of skillful hands.

If she hadn't tried her best to persuade Miss to hide herself, she would only show her embroidery talent similar to that of Miss San, ordinary, not good or bad, which just highlights the excellence of the eldest lady.

Miss is afraid that she will be suppressed even more by the eldest lady.

Yang's practice of letting Shen Zhizhi hide his clumsiness, Shen Zhizhi resisted in the past, but Shen Zhizhi has one good thing, that is, she trusts the nurse very much and listens to the nurse Yang's words.

This made Shen Zhizhi, who had recovered his memory, extremely grateful.

As for the problem of dexterity, does it need to be said, in her previous life, she played with needles, and she played with needles with one hand, and broke out of the name of the holy hand.

It's that when you lose your memory when you are reincarnated, this instinct is retained.

Compared with the quietness of the Agarwood Garden, the Shen Mansion is boiling, and everyone knows about the Xiao family's exchange of Geng posts.

The maids, ladies and maids in the house are secretly sorry for the eldest lady.

What a perfect person the eldest lady is, but she wants to marry a sick man.

Not to mention how much the eldest lady regretted it, and even proposed to let Shen Jingjing marry Jian Yì, who knew that she was fiercely opposed by Shen Wufang, and even forced the eldest lady to agree to her to marry Chongxi.

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Jianbohou Mansion

"Smack!" Another pastel amphora blue and white porcelain vase fell to the ground.

The floor was littered with debris and garbage, and the whole house was as miserable as if it had been ravaged by a strong wind.

The two little guys with scars on their faces watched the prince go crazy with a chill, and they didn't dare to step forward to dissuade them.

"Damn, damn, I really don't know what to do!" Sun Mingwei panted on the ground, his slightly cloudy eyes flashing with a vicious light.

"Lord Shizi, you dissipate your anger!" A small man trembled forward to help Sun Mingwei up, and his voice trembled faintly.

With a "snap", a slap was thrown into the little guy's face.

"Rubbish!"

Sun Mingwei was so angry that he felt sick when he thought of the rumors flying all over the capital, but when he thought of Shen Zhizhi's beautiful and charming face and bewitching figure, his lower body reacted sharply, and he wanted to get Shen Zhizhi more and more.

"Shen Zhizhi, don't be ruthless if you don't have a face!"

Sun Mingwei smiled viciously.

"Xiao Shunzi, send a hundred pots of begonia flowers to the Shen Mansion to the master, and send them to the gongs and drums at the most lively time during the day."

Don't you want to marry that dead man Zhao Yuanhao? I'm not as good as you want, Shen Zhizhi, you can only be mine.

Sun Mingwei licked his lips that were a little dry, full of excitement, as if he saw the day when Shen Zhizhi succumbed to him.

The little guy named Xiao Shunzi was shocked, this is a big rhythm for the prince.