How could Mrs. Jiang not hear the meaning of her words, but she was not annoyed at the moment, and said with a smile: "Let's sit down with a fan." Yar. ”

As Mrs. Jiang's words fell, a young woman on the side seat got up, walked to the side of the ancient painting fan with a gentle lotus step, gently stroked the hand of the painting fan, and said softly: "Sister, it's been hard all the way, sit here."

As she spoke, she pulled the ancient painting fan and walked to a seat next to her.

The ancient painting fan looked up at her, but saw a slim beauty with ice muscles and snow bones. should be a few years older than her, and Ya'er at this time already exudes a strong girlish atmosphere, delicate, and charming, all of which are vividly played in her.

The afterglow of the ancient painting fan swept to Mrs. Jiang's doting and proud eyes looking at this Ya'er woman, and she knew that this girl should be Mrs. Jiang's daughter-in-law.

Ying Ying sat down, and the ancient painting fan smiled at the woman who called Ya'er.

At this time, Mu Chongying took a sip of tea and said: "Painting fan, in the future, you will live in the Mingyue Pavilion in the West Courtyard, which is the attic where your mother lived when she was in the house, and there are many things she likes, I think you will also miss your mother."

The ancient painting fan got up and saluted Mu Chongying, but this time he was sincerely grateful: "Thank you, Lord Guogong, the painting fan really misses my mother very much."

The Duchess Liang bit off a mouthful of silver teeth, and the Mingyue Pavilion is the boudoir of Mu Mingyue, which gathers an unknown number of antiques, rare treasures, and ancient paintings.

She kept begging her husband to ask for it, but she was rejected every time. forced her to send a dignified duchess to do the thing of the rooster and dog thief, but she didn't expect to be killed by the man in black who came from nowhere. She still doesn't know where the man in black came from. Because it was not a glorious thing, I didn't dare to make a noise.

But now, what she has been thinking about for so many years is so easily promised to a lowly stinky girl by the master, which is really infuriating. She originally wanted to ask for her Ya'er as a dowry, but now she gave it all to the ancient painting fan that came from the wrong way!

What does the master think, this ancient painting fan is surnamed Gu, and he is an outsider, and that Ya'er is surnamed Mu, and he is his own family!

Mu Chongying also saw that the ancient painting fan really liked to live in her mother's attic, and he was inexplicably relieved at the moment. That Mingyue Tower is the residence of his sister before her death, and there are countless treasures in it, and he has kept it all these years, in order to be able to hand it over to his sister's daughter.

Outsiders only say that he is ruthless and has never taken care of his sister's orphans, but who understands his good intentions? Anyway, the people have already taken it back, so let's leave it at that.

As soon as Mu Chongying's words fell, the ancient painting fan felt a thorny gaze from all directions. This made her a little puzzled, she lived in her mother's attic, which was right, but what did this look that wanted to make her cramp and pull out her bones?

At this moment, a young woman sitting opposite her with a golden hairpin and a luxuriously dressed woman spoke, and her arrogant tone made people want to beat her.

"Master, the attic has not been inhabited for a long time, and this painting fan is a little girl, and she suddenly recklessly lives in it. Isn't that right? ”

The ancient painting fan looked at Mu Chongying and listened to what he said, but saw Mu Chongying frown slightly at an angle that others could not see, then raised his head again to restore his plain face, and said: "Luoying doesn't have to worry, the attic has always been cleaned, and if you send more maids and women to serve the painting fan, there will be nothing wrong."

The woman who called Luoying was Mu Chongying's concubine Liu. Liu smiled stiffly, vomiting blood in her heart, she was worried? Yes, she was worried, but not the little girl, but the things in the attic. But she couldn't say that.

"My sister is tired too, why don't my sister send your sister to the attic to rest." Ya'er Yingying smiled.

Mu Chongying nodded and said, "Go ahead, the maid will be sent to Mingyue Tower when she has a meeting."

The ancient painting fan and Ya'er bowed together and retreated.

The antique courtyard has countless strange flowers and fruits, the fragrance of flowers wafts all over the courtyard, and the birds are also competing to chirp.

The ancient painting fanned the eyes and looked at the nose, and the nose looked at the heart and walked honestly, and the Ya'er walking in front of him showed the feelings of a girl, teasing the flying butterflies for a while, and brushing the petals that crossed the fence for a while. There was an innocent smile on his face.

The ancient painting fan looked in his eyes, and he couldn't stop sighing in his heart. Thinking of her, she has experienced a catastrophe since she can remember, and was sent to a nunnery, and the memories of her childhood are painful. Even in modern times, she is also a child without a family who has lived in a welfare home since childhood.

Sometimes I can't stop sighing, fate seems to be really unfair.

Ya'er seemed tired after playing for a while, so she stopped playing and walked in a row with the ancient painting fan, and said in a cheerful tone: "Sister, do you know, you can be picked up by your father, and I am the happiest." You know why? ”

Ya'er also sold a pass naughtily.

The ancient painting fan turned his head to look at Ya'er's innocent face, then shook his head again, and said, "I don't know about the painting fan."

Ya'er immediately looked like she didn't know, and said happily: "Because, after the emperor's birthday, it's a triennial draft!" I have three older brothers, two younger brothers, and I am the only one daughter. Now that there is one more you, then I will not be alone when I enter the palace, and I will have my sister as your companion. ”

Draft!!!

When the ancient painting fan heard these sensitive words, his heartbeat stiffened. Nima! What age is it, it's still a draft, be careful that your aunt and grandmother go to the government to sue you......

Well, what age is it?

The ancient painting fan mechanically turned his head to look around, and then looked at his clothes, and accepted his fate with a black face, this Nima is the draft era!

She must have known that she came back to this country to pick vegetables near the vegetable market, ah, no, she was picked! Then she has already played missing, okay!

Jump off a cliff, drown, or drink two more bowls of poison. Isn't it all said in novels and TV series?

Others jump off a cliff and will die! The heroine jumped on a trampoline, and if she didn't get it, she met a master who was isolated from the world and urgently needed to teach her to win.

Others drown in the water and will die! The heroine is drowning in sweet soup, drinking sweet soup, there will be handsome guys and beautiful men, flying up in the air to save themselves, and then falling down, that's called beauty!

Someone else drinks poison and will die! The red wine that the heroine of the Nima family drank, drank too much and spit out a little red color, and it happened that the holy hand of the medicine fairy passed by, and a jelly bean saved you.

How cow is that? Ah, you can still get a chance encounter or something, it's just handsome!!

The ancient painting fan thought in the clouds, fluttering like a fairy, but suddenly felt that the vision in front of him was blocked.

"Hey, sister, sister! What happened to you! ”

Ya'er's voice sounded in her ears, and the ancient painting fan came back to her senses, and quickly wiped her mouth with her hand, don't saliva flow out again!

The ancient painting fan smiled wryly and said, "I'm sorry, the painting fan is a little tired and rude."

Ya'er immediately frowned, and said worriedly: "Really? Then let's hurry to Mingyue Tower, so that you can rest quickly. Your neck is not yet healed, so I'll call a doctor to take a look at it later. ”

The ancient painting fan smiled gratefully, and the two walked towards the west courtyard together.