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"Young master, you continue, I didn't say anything." Duan Yan said embarrassedly.

"That's good." An Feng lowered his head and continued to paint the painting in his hand.

"Young master, how do you feel that this painting looks like the eldest lady, well, no, it's aunt|grandma|milk?" Duan Yan sees the flowers, in short, the eyebrows are clear, isn't it a copy of the eldest lady?

Don't? The young master has a wrong idea for the young lady? This, this doesn't make sense!

"It's horrible!" The more Duan Yan thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he blurted out unconsciously.

"Terrible, what's the point?" Your own drawing skills are not so clumsy! It's the level of appreciation of Duan Yan that is problematic, yes, it must be so.

"Young master, you can't like the eldest lady, you are sisters and brothers." Duan Yan shouted anxiously.

"......" An Feng looked at Duan Yan in surprise, and he didn't even know that the brush that was walking fell to the ground.

"Young master, the sea of bitterness is endless, turning back is the shore, you don't have to be obsessed anymore." Duan Yan persuaded bitterly.

"Where do you want to go, I'm just itching to draw a picture." An Feng was made to cry and laugh by Duan Yan's words, no matter how hungry he was, he would never think of having anything with his eldest sister! This inkstone, what kind of mess is my mind full of? What a negative teachings of the saints!

"Young Master, do you really dislike the eldest lady?" Could it be that the young master is covering up? Looking at his surprised appearance just now, he said that he didn't have the eldest lady in his heart, how could it be?

"I like it." An Feng looked at Duan Yan playfully.

"Huh?" Young master, you are really hopeless. I actually want to miss the eldest lady, what should I do? How can I save you, young master?

"Ahhh What are you thinking about all day? I like my eldest sister like a relative, do you want to be crooked again? You people, if you don't pour dirty water on the eldest sister all day long, you will feel uncomfortable, and it is also thanks to the eldest sister's thick skin that she doesn't care about the slander of your words, if it were other women, you would have wiped your neck and hanged yourself to show your innocence. An Feng looked like he was gritting his teeth.

"Young master, it's good if you don't like the eldest lady." Duan Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He secretly said in his heart: "It seems that I really think too much, the young master just thinks about the eldest lady, so he painted his thoughts in the painting." ”

"Alright. Continue grinding. An Feng said loudly.

The good mood was ruined by this uninteresting Duan Yan, and I don't know if the eldest sister is doing well in the Shen family? Did your brother-in-law bully her? Her big grin is really worrying. Also, stupid little lotus, when has this been? I don't know how to go home yet.

"Duan Yan. You go to the concierge and ask, why hasn't the second lady come back yet? The more An Feng thought about it, the more anxious he became, where would Xiaohe go?

"Yes, young master." After Duan Yan finished speaking, he stopped what he was doing and ran out of the study with a smoke.

After a while, Duan Yan returned to the study and said to An Feng cautiously,

"Young Master. My aunt sent a letter saying that the second lady would stay in the Shen family's courtyard for the past few days, you see? ”

"Who said that?" An Feng looked up at Duan Yan.

"It's a man in black. He called himself Ann XVI. Duan Yan told the truth.

"Well, I see, you go and tell him, I know." After An Feng finished speaking, he lowered his head and painted.

"Young master, that person is gone." Duan Yan said cautiously.

Young master, do you really think that everyone is as polite as you?

"That's it, let him go!" An Feng laughed at himself after speaking, then lowered his head and continued to paint.

"Oh!" Duan Yan looked at An Feng puzzled, he didn't understand whether his young master was happy or angry for a while.

"Young Master, why do you want to draw the eldest lady?" Duan Yan finally couldn't help but start to probe An Feng's tone.

"Didn't my eldest sister ask me to give her a painting some time ago? No, I was in a good mood today, so I started to draw it. The corners of An Feng's mouth pursed slightly, indicating that he was in a good mood at the moment.

Duan Yan opened his mouth wide in surprise, he didn't expect this to be the case, he blushed for his villain's jealousy of the young master's gentleman's belly just now, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground at the moment.

An Feng didn't seem to notice the clue on Duan Yan's face, he just said quietly: "Although the eldest sister married into the Shen family, she didn't serve her in-laws, just by virtue of this, our An family will be poked by countless people, Duan Yan, do you think I want to make a poem on this painting to persuade the eldest sister to let her be filial to her in-laws?" ”

"Young master, there is no need to compose poems, you can persuade them, after all, my aunt||." Milk is not the kind of person who is unreasonable. Duan Yan replied very weakly.

"That's fine." An Feng was stunned for a second, and realized that his proposal was a little inappropriate, so he gave up the idea of composing poetry.

"That, young master, I'm sorry, I was wrong." Duan Yan pondered for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to raise his head and look directly at An Feng.

"What did you do wrong?" An Feng looked at Duan Yan in surprise, he didn't understand why he was so dignified and wanted to admit his mistake.

"Young Master, I shouldn't slander you and the eldest lady in my heart, and have an adulterous affair with her." After Duan Yan finished speaking, he knelt on the ground on his knees, lowered his head, and didn't dare to look at An Feng.

"You~" An Feng lowered his head and looked at Duan Yan angrily, the painting that was about to be completed was held by his left hand, and the rice paper instantly crumpled, but he didn't know it.

"Young master, I was wrong, you can beat me! I'm obscene and filthy, and I don't deserve to follow the young master. Duan Yan said and tugged at An Feng's robe with his hand, and his voice clearly had a thick cry.

An Feng's forehead jumped, he was angry at the moment, and he wanted to give Duan Yan a kick regardless of it, but he remembered that he had martial arts, but Duan Yan was powerless, and he couldn't withstand the attack under his anger, An Feng took a deep breath, and finally restrained the idea of wanting to hit someone.

Duan Yan looked up and saw An Feng just standing motionless, and he became more and more frightened in his heart, but when he saw An Feng's hands clenched and his knuckles were white, he knew that the young master was not angry, but was just trying to restrain himself.

"Young master, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I follow you, I listen to you speak the words of a saint every day, I am responsible for your teachings." After Duan Yan finished speaking, he put down the corners of An Feng's robe, raised his head and looked at An Feng.

"That's it, from today on, copy the "Book of Rites" ten times a day, until you feel that you have a clear conscience, you can stop copying, Duan Yan, you go down first!" After An Feng finished speaking, he waved his hand weakly and motioned for Duan Yan to leave by himself.

"Yes, young master." Duan Yan walked out of the study step by step, looking quite reluctant.

An Feng watched Duan Yan close the door of the study, and he sat on the wooden chair in a gloomy manner.

"Duan Yan, what you just said disappointed me too much, I hope you can really change it." An Feng muttered softly.

Shen's kitchen

"Miss, your honey red beans are not as delicious as you say." Han Qiao said with disgust.

It's so fragrant, but I feel that the taste of the food that Miss Pen used to make is a little worse, but it is still barely able to eat.

"What do you know, this honey red bean needs to be soaked overnight in advance, let's do it directly today, how good can the taste be?" An Lan said angrily.

"Sister Hanqiao, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!" Xiaohe pouted dissatisfiedly, hum! How could she question her eldest sister's cooking skills? This is an absolutely unforgivable thing.

"Second Miss, you are talking nonsense with your eyes open, I can't watch you make mistakes, I want to save you." The corners of Hanqiao's mouth turned up, and he made a joke with Xiaohe.

"Come on, you! Hanqiao, can you try it again and see if the honey red beans this time suit your taste? An Lan glanced at Han Qiao with disgust, and then scooped out a spoonful of honey red beans from another basin for Han Qiao to taste.

"Oh, good." Han Qiao nodded, took the spoon in An Lan's hand, took a sip, and then narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.

Seeing this, An Lan understood that this was a success, so she began to demonstrate the production steps to Xiaohe again, until Xiaohe nodded, and she didn't give up.

"Young lady, your message has been brought." Dark Sixteen whispered.

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Sixteen, come, you can also taste this honey red bean." An Lan scooped a spoonful, and then handed it to Dark Sixteen casually.

"Oh, good." Dark Sixteen Mu took the spoon in An Lan's hand, tasted it lightly, and only after a while did he comment: "The aroma is shocking, fragrant and sweet, but ~ too sweet." ”

"Really?" An Lan asked.

"Of course." Dark Sixteen secretly rolled his eyes.

"Let me think about it, well, this recipe needs to be improved, otherwise Master Hou won't like it." An Lan began to think after speaking, and she ignored the surprised eyes of the dark sixteen.

Perhaps it was because Dark Sixteen's eyes were too obvious, An Lan had no choice but to raise her head and explain awkwardly: "Why are you looking at me like this?" I didn't have the idea of lying on the wall looking for red apricots. ”

An Lan spoke amazingly, and was despised by Han Qiao and Xiao He, she touched the tip of her nose, and looked at Dark Sixteen with some embarrassment.

"Young lady, you misunderstood." Dark Sixteen coughed lightly, and his face was also very embarrassed.

"I'm not mistaken." An Lan said casually, as if she was just talking about the good weather today.

"Miss's eyes are like torches." Han Qiao praised at the right time.

Dark Sixteen watched the master and servant sing and harmonize, and they cooperated well and did not understand each other, stood still for a long time, raised his eyelids slightly, and found that An Lan didn't pay attention to himself anymore, so he quietly hid in the dark.

"Sister Hanqiao, you are really a big sycophant." Xiaohe said disdainfully.

"Xiaohe, don't you want to be mixed up and dare to scold you Sister Hanqiao." An Lan deliberately pretended to be fierce to scare Xiaohe.

"Eldest sister, this trick didn't work for me." Xiaohe didn't raise his eyelids and replied nonchalantly.

...... "This bear child, do you want to be so smart?"

"Miss, why does what you did taste so good this time? Did you add any secret recipes? Hanqiao ate deliciously, and asked An Lan vaguely in his mouth.

"No, I'm going to do it seriously like this once to see if I can make a breakthrough." An Lan explained with a smile. (To be continued......)