Chapter Seventy-Three

A young man in Tsing Yi followed behind Zhou Yunyang, his face full of resentment, "Young master, she is too untruthful, this is what you specially went to ask Madame for." ”

There are not many things in the palace that flow outside, and the young master of his family has taken a lot of effort to get this Yurong Dan, it is really a dog biting Lu Dongbin who doesn't know the hearts of good people.

Zhou Yunyang raised his hand and frowned slightly, "Don't say these words." ”

Although he is a little uncomfortable with Shen Qinrou's attitude, he is a man, although he doesn't talk about standing up to the sky, he will not be like a woman who plays right and wrong, and it is really ungraceful to care about these things with a girl.

The little guy said "yes" and followed him quietly.

There was wind under his feet, and he didn't pause for half a minute when he encountered a fork in the road, obviously he was very familiar with the road to the south to return to the courtyard.

Although he misses the beauty, he is not abrupt, like a visit to the house, he handed over the post early, and he will only arrive at the Shen Mansion on a set date.

Young talents, good backgrounds and personable young talents are even more desirable.

Although Shen Qin's original intention was different, after getting along for a long time, she had to admit that her original intention had changed more or less.

Chao Lu looked at the young man who was gradually approaching, bowed with a slightly red face, and led the person to the courtyard, "Young Master Zhou, please." ”

Shen Qinxin dressed up early, sat on the side of the low table and waited for him, seeing Zhou Yunyang coming, she got up, with a delicate smile on her delicate face, "Come here so early." ”

The snow-white robe fluttered up with the wind coming through the door.

Zhou Yunyang looked at her and smiled, "The college is on vacation, and I heard that Sister Shen has a picture of the snow and sunny days, so the foolish brother can't wait to come over." ”

Shen Qinxin covered his mouth and smiled, and he didn't poke him.

She has an engraved plate of a fast snow and sunny post, and there are more people in Beijing who have a fast snow and sunny post, and the Zhou family should also have it.

What did he come all the way to?

Suddenly, her mind moved, and she said coquettishly: "I suddenly can't find the calligraphy, and the Zhou family's brother said what to do." ”

Zhou Yunyang clenched his fists and coughed lightly, "Then let's discuss something else." ”

Shen Qinxin lowered his head and smiled, nodded slightly, suddenly remembered something, looked up at Zhou Yunyang, and the light in his eyes flowed, "Brother Zhou, I don't know what I entrusted you to do?" ”

Zhou Yunyang maintained a smile on his face, handed the small jade bottle to Shen Qinxin, and said: "Coincidentally, a moment ago, I met you and told your sister to convey your kindness for Sister Shen, but she didn't seem to appreciate it very much. ”

Shen Qinxin took the small bottle, lowered his eyes and pulled down the different light in his eyes, "Yes." She said quietly: "It's hard for you to worry so much about it, brother of the Zhou family." ”

Zhou Yunyang shook his head, "I don't care, it's a pity that my sister's kindness seems to be going down the drain." He said with regret.

Shen Qinxin showed a bitter smile, "This is what I should do as a sister, no matter how kind I am, I am my own sister." ”

"Sister De is so ......." Zhou Yunyang sighed, and his pity for Shen Qinxin couldn't help but add a little more.

"Thank you Brother Zhou for taking what I said to heart, I still want to give this medicine to my third sister, and I won't pay you back." Shen Qinxin calmly put away the small bottle, and generously thanked Zhou Yunyang on his knees.

Zhou Yunyang stretched out his hand to help, "You are too polite." ”

The two of them bowed and began to talk about business.

Jiang's collection is quite rich, of which ancient books, poems and paintings account for the vast majority, and some things are rare and fine.

Zhou Yunyang hurriedly came to the Shen Mansion, and the heart of the beautiful woman was partly for those calligraphy and paintings.

Shen Qinxin has a little attainment in these things, and he is also well-known in a few nearby streets.

Don't look at just a few streets, but this street is not an ordinary kind of long street, and the people who occupy the courtyard on this street are all people with official positions.

Being able to gain the approval of others and occupy a place is not an easy task for the infamous Shen family.

Yes, the two can talk very well.

With a common language, it is not surprising that talented and beautiful people are getting closer and closer.

Zhou Yunyang's repeated arrivals are actually not in line with the rules, although the men and women of Daxia are not as good as the previous dynasty, but in the end there are still others, Mrs. Shen knows it, but she did not stop it at all, the meaning of which is self-evident.

The autumn breeze was cold, and Mrs. Shen was afraid of the cold, and the silk clothes she wore were sewn with a thin layer of cotton, and the purple gold silk was embroidered with copper coin patterns, and she felt rich when she looked at it.

"Someone's coming?" She asked.

Mother Zhu said in a proper manner: "Young Master Zhou is here again." ”

Old Lady Shen nodded and groaned, and let out a "hmm" from her nose.

Zhu's mother didn't know whether she was happy or unhappy, so she didn't dare to interject at will.

Old Mrs. Shen hated the Jiang family as much as she hated the daughter born to the Jiang family, but it was only because she had half of the Shen family's blood in her body, and Shen Erye's efforts to protect it, that Shen Qinxin could survive safely so far.

Let her live and live well, it is already a rare tolerant grace for Old Lady Shen.

It stands to reason that Old Lady Shen would not be happy to see Shen Qin's heart climb higher.

Mother Zhu was secretly pondering, but she didn't come up with a reason, she couldn't figure out Mrs. Shen's temperament, so she became more and more silent.

After a long time, Mrs. Shen looked at the cup of cold tea in front of her and said, "Serve over there well, don't be slow." ”

Zhu's mother said.

Mrs. Shen felt that her shoulders were sore, and asked Zhu's mother to pinch her shoulders for her.

Mother Zhu has been an old man for many years, these little things are naturally not a problem, she pinched her hand lightly and heavily, Mrs. Shen's frowning brows slowly loosened, she closed her eyes and said: "Thrush is very good in Mingyue, the child you teach is a good example." ”

Mother Zhu's subordinates did not stop, and said respectfully: "That's the old lady lifting her." ”

Mrs. Shen knew that the thrush was not brought up by her, but she said this, Mother Zhu was silent and contemplated, and the more she felt that Mrs. Shen was unpredictable today.

Regarding the fact that the thrush has become the eldest lady of the Shen family, Mother Zhu has an intuition that the blessings and misfortunes are unpredictable, after all, ......

Before Shen Qinya's accident, Mrs. Shen was happy to look for talents everywhere to plan for Shen Qinya, since Shen Qinya's accident, Mrs. Shen left it alone, Shen Qinya looked like she had fallen out of favor, and when everyone was about to step on her, Mrs. Shen came forward to help her again.

Is Old Lady Shen affectionate or ruthless?

Zhu's mother didn't want to speculate.

She was afraid that she had committed a taboo.

Once the old lady Shen is taboo, her future will definitely not be good.

Not long after, a woman dressed in coarse cloth suddenly entered the Songhe Hall.

No one in the courtyard knew her, but she met Mrs. Shen by the way.

Mother Zhu saw someone coming, and her hand squeezing her shoulder stopped.

I only heard the woman say, "It's dead." ”

Old Mrs. Shen waved her hand to signal the mother-in-law to retreat, and said to Mother Zhu behind her: "The traitor slave who bullied the master deserves this fate." ”

That mother-in-law, Mother Zhu, had seen it, and it was the person who came when Mrs. Shen asked her to sell An Jin Anping.

Who died?

And, of course, Anjin Anping.

Mother Zhu sighed slightly, and continued to pinch Mrs. Shen's shoulders, in the end, it was the child she had seen for many years, and her heart was a little blocked.

"Did you let someone take it and bury it?" She struggled repeatedly before she asked.

"Thrown into the wild to feed the wolves." Old Lady Shen's cold tone was even better than autumn, "It's just stinky, and I don't know if the wolf eats it." ”

Zhu's mother shuddered, and finally didn't dare to say anything.